Hands and Feet.

This one's been overdue for a few weeks now.

So I went on a mini-vacation with a couple of aunts, cousins and a beautiful girl named Rebekah to Matehuala, San Luis Potosi. Not a whole lot of words can describe the powerful and liberating experience from that trip. We definitely did a lot in the four days we were there. The most interesting things though, were the horseback ride up the mountain trail to explore some ruins and abandoned mines, as well as the December 8th festival at Concepcion to honor the Virgen de San Juan de los Lagos. This celebration takes place every year in my father's very own birthplace and it truly is amazing the way everyone around gathers around the center plaza for the festivities. This year they had well over 6 different danzas, plenty of stands setup, a mariachi band, and a giant fireworks finale.

View of Real de Catorce from near the top of the mountain.

One thing's for sure, a trip like this can really make you appreciate the things we take for granted. Not everyone is as fortunate as us, especially in Mexico. And that's because we don't even have much. You should always learn about the way other people live. That's the experience that matters most.

The cutest kids ever.

See more pictures here!(Must have Facebook)

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Heaven Knows I'm Misreable Now.

I'm not hiding it this time. I'm not the type to smile through and say I have it all together, when in fact I don't. This is only the beginning.

I feel like shit right now. Desperation has gotten the best of me, it seems. The one thing I've been longing for never came. I never got there and sadly, I drifted further away from it. Home. What I would've given to be there again for at least a day. Now I think I've just given up hope of ever getting there. The other night I had a dream. I thought I had awoken in the sweet sunshine of the house in Texas I called home. My mind played a perfect trick on me. When I woke up, I felt like tearing up at the fact of still being stuck here. I keep asking my folks when it is that we'll be outta here but I keep getting nowhere with that. I don't want to wake up in Michigan anymore. All the things I love are breaking me down and my mood has been kinda faint lately. These low temperatures aren't for me. I'd rather be sweating it out back home. They say home is where the heart is. I hope it is, because my heart is dying here slowly. I'm running out of things to keep me going.

People like us, we are always misunderstood...

No matter which words I use, it's still hard for some people to comprehend my life. It's not easy nor always fun. I'm not rich either. And there's no romance in my life, but my heart glows for things other than what's advertised on tv. Make sense? This life wasn't meant to be indulged in sin, but rather in altruism, doing kind things for strangers and helping to make a difference. I can't stop all humanity from tearing itself apart, but I'd like to think that I'm able to lend a hand to those who need guidance. You'll never see me or get to know me though, because I'm always on a different page. Those who do know me close enough to know my best kept secrets are my allies in life who I can depend on whenever I feel lost. I'm not trying to be someone else. This is just who I am down to my core. I still believe in values and the virtues that make oneself an honest human being.

My only desire is truth.

I'm doing it

and it feels great.

I've been sober a little over 2 months now and it feels really awesome. It feels wierd saying the word "sober", but it's been that long since I last had a drink. I've fought off all temptation of consuming alcohol and succeeded at making alcohol a very unnecessary and unimportant part of my life. I can't tell you how happy I am about this. The streak is not going to stay perfect forever but at least it's not going to be something that will become a vice. It was never really a vice, but I think I've pointed out before how I made some bad choices because of it. The party life isnt for me and I actually feel healthier and much more relaxed than if I was drinking. I hope you can feel my excitement because I really am happy about this. :)

Take This Challenge

This is something that I was thinking of just now. I challenge everyone not to say any type of racial remarks when seeing a person different than themselves. Whenever you describe a person don't say african-american, black, mexican, hispanic, white, anglo, asian, or anything like that. Let's get rid of the racial slurs and stereotypes. The only thing words like majority and minority do is destroy the goal of reaching unity. No race is superior than the other and race is just a word that keeps everyone seperated. Sure, we all share different cultures and traditions, but the beauty in that is we're all part of this wonderful mosaic that covers the face of the earth.

I'm calling for the end of ignorance. Go ahead, try it.

I'm not really dead...

It just feels like I've had the life sucked out of me while being pulled in so many different directions. Kind of a long story.

I never imagined life to be like this when I signed my life away to the open road. In fact, I never imagined my life taking such twist heading down the stretch. I thought I would just travel a little and get away from life back home but it didnt happen that way. To be honest, my Vegas trip sucked gorilla tits. After that, things just fell apart back home and more friendships went up in flames. And DFW turned out not to be that interesting. Even that went up in flames, it seems. There's just so much turmoil that it feels like I'm walking through ruins. The remains of everything that was but now ceases to exist.

My abstinence streak of no alcohol or smoking is still going. It's been about 2 months since I last had a beer and it's probably been over a year since I touched a cigarette. The no drinking policy isn't going to last forever, I know that. However the most that it will ever evolve to is 1 or 2 drinks with good company. No more getting hammered, as it's pointless not knowing what you did the night before. In addition, I have been practicing on being a good Christian. All that means is I've put effort into living more honest by practicing good morals and trusting God.

As far as love goes, no more fairy tale stuff. I'm neither looking or sitting around waiting for it to come around. It's just another distraction that's not worth getting excited about. And in all reality, it's pretty non-existent for me.

There's a question I'm asked pretty much everyday that I seem not able to have answer for. When are you coming back? You know, I really don't know. It's kinda hard to answer that when you can't exactly go home. It's not something I can type in Expedia.com to be able to tell you.

Things wont ever be the same again, and I accept that. I'm not the same anymore. I'm sure I'm not the only one either but that's how it has to be. I'm not begging for it to be same again but I will be choosing how I want it to be for me.

And that's really all I can do now.

Edward: FUCK!!!!
Edward: What the fuck is he doing?!
Me: Lol!
Me: Yes!!!
Edward: OMG!!!
Me: Noooo!!!
Edward: OHH MY GOD!!!

That was indeed the text conversation after last night's nail biter that ended in a New England Patriots victory over the Houston Texans, 31-30 on an interception return for a TD while the Houston Texans had a 30-24 lead in the final seconds. The extra point sent the Patriots off with a victory in the most intense game of all time.

The statistics of this matchup were crazy. Texans outgunned the Pat's in total offense 424-119. Texans had 9 interceptions. Brady was sacked 3 times in a row. Brady also fumbled once. Patriots had a punt blocked in their own endzone that ended in a safety. Randy Moss did not catch any passes. But at the end of the day, it was an INT returned for a TD that would steal the victory for the Patriots.

It was a total instant classic. Stick that in your highlight reel, ESPN.

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Hello Mexico

Real de Catorce, SLP, Mexico.

What if I would've ventured into Mexico this summer?

I'd much rather live at my grandmother's house in a small remote village in SLP. You do have to work a little to survive, but I'd take that anytime over all this bullshit.

I'll make it a point to go back next summer for at least a month.

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Bayside is a CULT

Ok so I have this wristband right, and it looks something like this:

Let the record show that I love this man. JS.

It's a Bayside wristband, and that there is the lead singer, Anthony Raneri. Cost me $5 at the Bayside show in Mcallen this past May. Regardless of the price, it's worth more to me than just five dollars. I wear it everyday to show who I am. I am juniorcult, and Bayside is my favorite band.

When people out in the streets see the word "CULT" on my wrist they automatically assume it's some sort of paganism, but it's not. Bayside is more than just a band. This CULT isn't about Satan, it's about our way of life. I mark this band as the one with the most influence in my life. I sincerely doubt anything will change that. While I was at one of the lowest points in my life, Bayside was there to get me through the toughest times. I'm greatful for that. They opened up my eyes for me to see what the world has to offer, which isn't much except for what you make of it yourself. There's a common misconception that Bayside is just this "emo" band and makes you want to slice your veins. Well that's bullshit. Listening to Bayside makes me happy everytime that I'm down. I'm sure it does the same for others too. You may think what I say is a lie and that I just did it to be different. Well youre wrong. It isn't a lie. In fact, it's the truth. But you're right. I did it to be different. I did it because I didnt want to be exactly like everyone else out there. I did it so that I could lead a more different,and honest life. And to this day, everything that the majority of the population worships makes me want to throw up. Music, culture, and society is just selling out by the minute and people are buying it. There's only one thing that's not, and it's Bayside. That man, Anthony Raneri, along with Nick Ghanbarian, Jack O'shea and Chris Guglielmo, do what other bands fail to do each time around: Make music that actually means something. And that folks, is what sets them apart, ahead and above any other musical entity. You may not see it on the Billboard charts or on MTV, but it's held dear in our hearts where only they can reach.

"I can understand why people would initially be concerned about it if they love our band and they understand what we're all about. Our music and lyrics are abrasive and they have a tendency to weed out the shit heads. Bayside is not and will never be casual listening. If you don't get it, you don't get it and that's all. If a 30 year old hardcore guys from Boston or a 20 year old Modest Mouse fan in Seattle or 15 year old teeny bopper from Dallas understands our band, like what we're doing and can relate to it in any way, then that's amazing. That's why I make music, so it can help people and give them something to believe in and smile about. I'm not an elitist. I don't want to alienate anyone and it's got nothing to do with money or popularity. You don't have to be a certain level of cool to listen to Bayside. i just want you to get it."

-Anthony Raneri of Bayside

I've noticed that I get along pretty well with people who like Bayside and constantly battle with those who don't. And it's not because I like Bayside. That has nothing to do with it actually. It's just something I've derived from my observations. Those people actually understand better, are smart, mature, good people, and have great personalities for the most part. We're all different, yet united only by one thing; the CULT.

Still think we're emo? Well guess what? We're on a first name basis here, bitch. Ant, Nick, Jack and Chris. That's what we call 'em, and that's how we roll.

ZOMG, Shoez!

This week the beXter and I recieved our TOMS shoes via UPS the same day. I actually got mine first but waited til hers were delivered so that we could open them at the same time. We were so stoked about it, that we decided to get on Skype and see what we got. I'm totally loving them and I think she is too.

I think everyone should order a pair. Theyre super comfortable and come in plenty of dope styles, but more importantly, for every pair that you buy, TOMS gives one away to a child in need.

Oh yeah and my bfff Ally Fresh also ordered 3 pairs and now has a total of 6. Jealousss

My obsession with Mexico football

Ok this one's a little bit overdue. But check it anyway.

Last weekend I had an opportunity to witness two awesome high scoring games in the 2nd leg of the CONCACAF Gold Cup Quarterfinals featuring Guadaloupe vs Costa Rica and Mexico vs Haiti. As predicted, both Latin American teams devoured the itty bitty Caribbean teams in 5-1, and 4-0, respectively.

I was also a part of history that day too. A record sell-out crowd of 82,252 was on hand in what was the first sporting event to ever be hosted at the new Cowboys Stadium in Arlington. The venue itself was super dope as expected and majestic indeed as one approaches to such gargatuan stadium. Despite the crazy traffic jams, it was a pretty swell evening.

Ok you're right, it's picture time:

CONCACAF Gold Cup Quarterfinals
Game 1: Guadaloupe vs Costa Rica
CR 5, GUA 1 -Final

Mexican fans getting ready for tipoff of Game 2: Mexico vs Haiti

Just so you have an idea of how gigantic this thing is.

Feel it in your blood.

Game Time. Mexico wins 4-0 btw.

And just in case you wanted to know...

Mexico defeated Costa Rica in the Gold Cup Semifinals that took place at Soldier Field in Chicago Thursday night. This match proved to be a classic showdown and heart stopping game that went on for 140 minutes and eventually resolved in shootouts. Guillermo Franco scored a goal for Mexico in the 88th minute to make it 1-0 with only 2 minutes to go. However that wouldnt be enough to win it, as CR scored in the final seconds of stoppage time. The game then headed to over time but neither team would score a decisive goal to end the match. Mexico then dished out the win by making all 5 of their tries and blocking 1 attempt from CR. It was truly a nerve wrecking moment for me because I almost couldnt bare watching the shootouts. Mexico now advance to play USA in the Gold Cup Final in East Rutherford, NJ.

Listen To The Math

Sometimes I feel like this may have been the wrong move for me. There are tons of people that I miss back home, BUT...there's always a but...but I did this for myself and not for them. So if I'm feeling the way, in essence it seems logical that I pretty much did this to myself. I don't really know anyone around here except for my sister. There's no one to go to shows or watch sports with and that sucks. The reason I decided to come to Fort Worth was to get away from BS and other distractions at home. Certainly I was right. My parents home is in turmoil and I feel bad that I'm not there to save it from all that destruction. I feel like I bailed, but then again being held responsible for other people's actions isn't a burden I was willing to carry.

And as far as the scene goes. I'm sure all those guys are holding it down pretty well. I've heard great things. I always know that as long as DGE and Goodbar are there I can go get lost and forget my worries for a while.

To be honest, as much as I miss my friends, going back right now is not worth it. There's no way that I can regain some of that stability that was there before. Why go through all that stress again, anyway? Besides, it's not like I'm really gonna stay there for long either. That's one decision that was made from the start.

I guess I'll just have to suck it up. Nothing is constant, except sacrifice. It has always been what makes or breaks me.

To be continued...

The Best Story I've Ever Heard in my Entire Life, Told to me by Bekah

montaukorbust (3:11:26 AM): i had a dream you were in the other night
montaukorbust (3:11:30 AM): but we were just chatting
montaukorbust (3:11:31 AM): lol
montaukorbust (3:11:35 AM): like.. here on AIM
juniorisacult (3:11:36 AM): it wasnt a dream
juniorisacult (3:11:41 AM): we were chatting
juniorisacult (3:11:42 AM): lol
montaukorbust (3:11:45 AM): no, lol
montaukorbust (3:11:46 AM): okay well
montaukorbust (3:11:48 AM): the other morning then
juniorisacult (3:11:56 AM): i see
juniorisacult (3:11:57 AM): and then?
montaukorbust (3:12:38 AM): you told me you liked me, and i said 'lolwut' and you said no wait im sorry over and over
montaukorbust (3:12:49 AM): and then i put on my robe and wizard hat
juniorisacult (3:13:06 AM): =O
juniorisacult (3:13:24 AM): ok what does the robe and wizard hat have to do with that?
juniorisacult (3:13:31 AM): thats totally random, lol.
montaukorbust (3:14:01 AM): i cast LVL 3 Eroticism. you turned into a real sexy guy.
juniorisacult (3:14:18 AM): arent i already??
juniorisacult (3:14:19 AM): :P
montaukorbust (3:14:22 AM): then i meditated to regain my mana, before casting Lvl. 8 chicken of the Infinite.
montaukorbust (3:14:48 AM): i then spent my mana reserves to cast Mighty F*ck of the Beyondness.
juniorisacult (3:15:01 AM): whats Chicken of the Infinite?
montaukorbust (3:15:13 AM): you said "you are the worst cyber friend EVER!"
montaukorbust (3:15:30 AM): and i said DONT FUCK WITH ME BITCH, IM THE MIGHTIEST SORCERESS OF THE LANDS!
montaukorbust (3:15:46 AM): then, i stole your soul and cast lightning Lvl 1,000,000.
juniorisacult (3:15:56 AM): a la chingada
montaukorbust (3:16:01 AM): your body exploded into a fine bloody mist, because you are only a Lvl 2 druid.
juniorisacult (3:16:02 AM): sounds intense, Merlin
montaukorbust (3:16:14 AM): you told me to never talk to you again
juniorisacult (3:16:20 AM): ::lay off the WoW::
montaukorbust (3:16:35 AM): then robots tried to drill my brain, but my lightning shield inflicted a DOA attack
montaukorbust (3:16:40 AM): leaving the robots as flaming piles of metal.
juniorisacult (3:17:11 AM): Death of Autotune?
montaukorbust (3:17:15 AM): King Arthur then congratulated me for destroying Dr Robotnik's evil army of Robot Socialist Republics. the cold war ends. Regan steals my accomplishments and makes like it was cause of him.
montaukorbust (3:17:52 AM): then i woke up.
juniorisacult (3:18:08 AM): hands down
juniorisacult (3:18:13 AM): the best story ive ever heard

Set It Off Like Napalm

Friday was a random day. Just hrs before the show started, I decided that I wanted to go see Emarosa in Dallas.

They were headlining the Artery Foundation Across The Nation tour, that made a stop at The Door in Dallas. Due to a traffic jam outside of Fort Worth, I didnt get there until about 8:15pm. I See Stars was setting up their gear to start their set. They were a good band. The other opening bands I caught were In Fear and Faith, who did their own cover of "Gangster's Paradise" and Our Last Night, who I had seen before on the Saosin tour last December. Emarosa was nothing short of amazing. Jonny Craig's great presence on stage gave him command of the entire place. They opened with "Set It Off Like Napalm" and one of their closing songs was "The Past Should Stay Dead," that made the entire venue erupt. It was off the heezy. Emarosa's set that night was also recorded by the folks at Vimby.com so look for it there.

In Fear and Faith.

Our Last Night.

Emarosa guitarist: Jonas Ladekjaer

Emarosa bassist: Will Sowers

The epic, Jonny Craig.

I picked up a copy of Emarosa's latest, Relativity, at the merch table and had Jonny Craig personally sign it for my bfff Allyssa aka Ally Fresh aka Ally Allegory aka All Dayyy, lol. We go way back, and I know she's always wanted to see Jonny Craig, from his days with Dance Gavin Dance and now with his new band Emarosa, which is perhaps the best band on Rise Records. I know how much this means to her, and I ::heart:: her a lot, so I know it's gonna make her really, really happy.

Shake n Bake :]

An Angel Got His Wings...

My thoughts on Micheal Jackson.

Withouth MJ my childhood years wouldnt mean a thing. If there was one driving force behind growing up in the 90's, it was his music storming out of stereos everywhere. From moonwalks to shouting, every kid tried to imititate him. I still remember the day that I graduated from kindergarten. The entire class sang "We Are The World" to the parents and teachers watching. Since then, I dont think there was anything more permanent than the timeless king of pop. His acts as a humanitarian are what mean the most to me. As famous as he was, he was a very kind soul. It's like Elvis Presley once said, "What's fame and fortune, if you cant share it with your friends?" MJ shared his fortune with the world and helped those in need.

The ceremony was very touching. The media didnt tell the true story; those who were close to him did. They knew the real story about him. If there's anything more proper that could be said about his death it's, "Maybe now they will leave you alone."

I was at the DFW airport when I heard the news. All the tv screens were focused on the breaking news about Micheal Jackson's death. While on the Las Vegas strip, the video screen outside Planet Hollywood put his picture up in rememberance.

The world will never be the same without him. He is immortal. He is the king.

An angel got his wings,
And we'll hold our heads up knowing that he's fine.
We'd all be lucky to have a love like that in a lifetime

Here's to MJ:

FIESTA tiene un cachito de todo!

So a couple nights ago, the peeps (Monika, Robert, Robby Jr) and I went out to dinner and a tour of Fort Worth afterwards. Downtown is pretty incredible, btw. Earlier that day my sister mentioned that she wanted to make some enchiladas potosinas for dinner, so we made a stop at one of the local mexican grocery stores, called FIESTA. And just to make sure it was down right Mexican, outside it said, "salchichoneria, tortilleria, panaderia..." and whatever else you can add -ia to.

One of their signs had a typo that made me LMFAO!

Maxican...hahaha; Spelling FAIL.

Oh yeah and they sold a bunch of fresh herbs you normally find in a Mexicans backyard, such as maguey, aloe vera (savila), mint, kelite, and culantro??? idk that must've been another typo.

We went there to find little red corn tortillas and queso fresco to make the enchiladas. These arent your typical enchiladas,though. Theyre called enchiladas potosinas and the way you make them is by putting the queso inside the red tortilla, folding it like an enchilada but frying it a bit. Then you put sauted carrots, cabbage, and potatoes diced into little pieces on top, with a little bit of grated cheese.

They're supposed to look something like this.

Theyre mighty good. The first time I tried them was when I was 13 years old and my dad took us to Real de Catorce in San Luis Potosi, Mexico. We had them for a little stand on the street. They were super delicious. Since then that's been one of my favorite foods. I've tried to recreate them but its not the same. I actually had some last summer when I visited that same place in Mexico, and they were gooood. We're making some for dinner today. I hope theyre just as yummy!

I Sold My Soul To The Open Road

Dudeeeeeeeeee. I think I'm gonna love DFW. Monday morning, Rey, Fidel and I took off from the RGV to embark on a roadtrip to Dallas/Arlington. We made it to San Antonio in about 3 1/2 hrs, made a stop at Hooters in Selma, and then headed off again. Got into Dallas around 6:3opm due to the heavy traffic that started outside of San Antonio and didnt end til we were near the DFW area. Had reservations at the Hyatt Regency downtown, so I stayed there one night and hung around down town. Tuesday we spent the entire day at the Ballpark at Arlington and then headed to my destination in Fort Worth.

View of downtown Dallas from our hotel room on the 21st floor of the Hyatt Regency.

The Ballpark at Arlington.

The new Cowboys Stadium is pretty legittt.


Upper level, behind home plate.

Lower level behind home plate.

I think I'm gonna go to a few Ranger games this season, as well as some shows in Dallas, so this summer should be fun, guaranteed. It's so quiet around here and very peaceful during the day, which is just what I needed. I have no clue when I'll go back to Edinburg, but I don't really want to. We'll just have to see how well these next few months go. What's everyone else doing this summer?

Holdin' It Down For The Underground

It's kinda crazy that lately this is the only thing I've been listening to. It's a pretty epic album, but more than that, I really connect with everything it says. If these current moments of my life were put in a movie, there's no doubt that Homesick would be the soundtrack.

I've been having a lot of mixed feelings about leaving to Fort Worth. These types of decisions are normally easier for me because I usually don't spend too much time away from home. However this is different and I'm pretty much uprooting to a new place. I'm sad about leaving, but also glad to get away. It's been an emotional rollercoaster thus far.

I wish we could hang like we did back then but that's pretty impossible now. We're all grown up and life's pulled us apart. I miss you my friend.

Are you having a ceasar??

So I've mentioned that I like to get on Stickam sometimes because its tons of fun. Well here's another instance:

joeyumm: Why are you like shaking?
AllyFresh.: i LOVEEEEEEEEEE
joeyumm: and or having a ceasar?
jeremy_arevalo: u like emarosa?
AllyFresh.: Emarosa lol.
.daniel: ceaser
.daniel: LMAO
.daniel: CEASER
.daniel: omg
AllyFresh.: hahahahahahaha
jrjuxtapose: a ceaser?
.daniel: lmfao
jrjuxtapose: ceaser salad
alexrognholt: salad fail
.daniel: im gona diee
.daniel: lmfao
joeyumm: got em
.daniel: lmfao omg lmao hahaha
joeyumm: you are ROFLing IRL right now.
jrjuxtapose: lmao
.daniel: brbr peeing my pantss
AllyFresh.: lmao, me toooo
jrjuxtapose: im dying in my iron man mask
jrjuxtapose: with that
AllyFresh.: hahah
.daniel: i can breathhh
.daniel: I HAS PAIN IN CHEEESSS
jeremy_arevalo: lol
.daniel: AND I CAN BREEAFFF
AllyFresh.: my eyes are all watery lol.
.daniel: ok deep breathh
alexrognholt: that was stupid in like 16 ways
.daniel: mine too lmao

and a little later...

joeyumm: She's ceasaring again.

Haha. We had no idea who that was, all I know is that Daniel kicked him. It was indeed the laugh of the night.

Starts With One

There's a few things that I don't understand completely so I must ask questions.

Seriously, what is the point of religion? I know its a guide to morality, but what's the point of gathering or conforming to such central ideas? If you know me, you know I'm a good person for the most part, but have totally different beliefs, especially when it comes to faith and religion. That's not to say I don't believe in God, because I totally do. But this whole attachment to an institution that tells you to fear god or you will burn in hell isn't my thing. Some people go as far as to say that they have a "calling", or whatever, but how? I know the explanation for it, but where's the proof? I'm a lost soul, but there's still a chance of saving me. If you can provide proof and a reasonable and NOT irrational explanation, then consider me converted. Maybe.

The other thing is, why are people afraid of being informed? Like with politics, society, and religious beliefs. Are they afraid theyre gonna flake? There's nothing wrong in coming to a realization and learning you were wrong. At least you've come to your senses and become more in touch with the world and gotten rid of that ignorance you kept carrying in your pockets. I know some people that I talk to on a regular basis dont like it when I criticize music for being corporate or talk about politics and how much of a fail this capitalist system and goverment is. Most people just say they dont care. But they should, because that's the kind of attitude that enables capitalists to run the economy to the ground. So my question again, why don't people like to learn or be informed of the things that will make them uncomfortable?

It's the year 2009 and we live in America. It's not mandatory to walk in a straight line.

How To Make The Best Of The Easter Weekend In 3 Easy Steps

1. Pick up a friend from the airport, grab some Mexican beer and rent a hotel room at the beach.

My friend Juan flew in from New Mexico this weekend, making the perfect time to runaway to the beach. Picked him up at 10am in Mcallen, and were on our way. We stopped in Port Isabel for some Wing Stop and some other necessities like a football, sand castle molds, and an ice chest to fill with Corona and Tecate. Mission accomplished.

"Oh hell yea, I wanna be a sea turtle!"

"My turn to be the seahorse now."

Tecate + limon y sal + SPI = FTW

Me and Juan relaxing under the sun clouds.

No Diving. Just Drinking.

Upon leaving or entering, always take a photo with the classic sign.

2. Have a little bit of bbq and then head to a DGE show.

I got home Saturday afternoon, and just dropped my bags at the door and crashed on the couch. A few hours later I went to my brother's apt for a little bbq/celebration for my nephews b-day. After that was over, Juan and I headed over to Las Palmas Race Track in Mission to catch the Silverstein show. I was running late already but Silverstein and Bless The Fall were of more importance to me. When I got there, A Static Lullaby was on their last song, which happened to be their cover of "Toxic" by Britney Spears. Bless the Fall was totally awesome, and Silverstein was off the heezy fo sho. I don't think i've ever moshed, jumped and sang my lungs out this much at a show before. And get this, Juan was tying his shoe and the Silverstein drumstick fell right in front of him, so he picked it up, that lucky fck. This show was FTW, most def.

This kiddo was in town and I heart him.

BTF - FTW

Beau Bokan welcome to Mission, TX

Silverstein!

Danggg Shane, you're kinda like the mann.

3. Have a gathering of sorts with plenty of food and plenty of easter eggs.

Easter is always fun when you have lots of easter eggs and family and friends around. What's not fun though, is the mess left afterwards. We had a family get together at Memorial Park in Edinburg and cooked plenty of food. I'm not into bbq that much so I usually just have potato salad, rice and pico de gallo w/ tortilla chips.

Conditions for an Easter egg war were perfect. When you have sunny skies in the evening and boat loads of easter eggs, you know its gonna go down. The number one rule in easter egg warfare is to always have an adequate supply of easter eggs for your arsenal and never get caught off guard. Those are the worse. Sure enough, it got durrtayy. We all know mexicans always have put flour in their easter eggs to get someone good. No mames guey, there were cartons upon cartons of these nukes and everyone was covered in harina. That's not it though, after those finished, some personal battles broke out and they started loading their easter eggs with whatever food they could find. Beans, pico de gallo, rice, cake frosting, baby formula, and melted chocolate candies all found their way into egg shells. If you think thats hardcore, the matches escalated with real eggs! Whoah nelly! Hardcore egg fights broke out. Luckily I was not involved in any of that, so I was almost as clean as a button. Crazyyyy day.

Christian and J.T. on the offensive

Oh snap!

So this was my weekend folks. Relaxation at the beach, hardcoreness at a show, and feast and frenzy with family on Easter. It was totally good, how was yours?

Discover The Unseen

Every War Has A Chance.

I was super nervous this morning when I went to class because I had to do my presentation today. My topic was Invisible Children. It's a non-profit organization dedicated to stop the child soldier crisis in northern Uganda. I totally nailed it though, initiated class discussion and my nervousness quickly went away. It was only supposed to be about 10 mins long but went on for more than that. I feel proud of myself, because people we're really interested in it. I encourage you to visit www.invisiblechildren.com to find out more, and watch the documentary Invisible Children: Rough Cut, that started this whole movement.

Also on a side note, this is something that's really important to me. I feel like I have a connection with the world through music, politics, science, and philosophy. I always have my head stuck in those things, and if ever I can make a difference through awareness, I'll be glad to. There's a lot more happening in the world than what you see on CNN.

I have no iPod today and it's killing me! Turns out it's been running since the last two days when I took the headphones off, i forgot to turn it off and lock it. I'm gonna be totally bored for the rest of the day until I get home. I was gonna use it to calm me down before my presentation, but I didnt have it, so I had to dish it out. Thankfully, everything turned out fine.

Gonna get some Vitamin Water, because I've been craving one. I dont know what to eat.

P.S.
There's no classes Thursday, so that makes me a lucky dawg. I have the rest of the week off starting after my next class. Fuck yesss

Ally was totally LHAO and Daniel was all like OMG!!

This is why its so damn fun being on Stickam:

AllyFresh.: i bite my nails like they're going to finish :/
AllyFresh.: lmao.
AllyFresh.: i should stop lol.
jrjuxtapose: me too ally
jrjuxtapose: im already at the joint
AllyFresh.: haha
AllyFresh.: i hate when you bite too far.
rawrdaniel: i have no fingers...
AllyFresh.: and it burns for like 2-3 days.
AllyFresh.: lol.
jrjuxtapose: and it picas
rawrdaniel: picas ftwwwww hahaha
jrjuxtapose: lol
AllyFresh.: hahahahah@picas!
AllyFresh.: LMAOOOOOO
rawrdaniel: hahahahahaahha thats what i thought lmfao
rawrdaniel: i was like holy shittt picaaa
rawrdaniel: fuckinggg hah
AllyFresh.: lol.
jrjuxtapose: ty
rawrdaniel: its the same word in portugese as well so i waslike omgg haah
rawrdaniel: fucking junior ftw
rawrdaniel: and it picas
rawrdaniel: hahahahahaha

Something hilarious always happens at www.stickam.com/fosholol

The Fight is Never About Grapes or Lettuce. It is Always About People.

Viva la causa!

"The end of all education should surely be service to others."
- Cesar Chavez

Today is Cesar Chavez Day and I wouldn't have remembered that if it wasn't for the slideshow in the student activities building. I can't tell you just how great I think this man is. Being a farm worker at one point in my life and coming from a family who for generations before has been, everything he accomplished as a civil rights activist really means a lot to me and makes him one of my personal heroes.

On a related note, some people here in the Valley have an angry sentiment for migrant students because they recieve financial aid or opportunities regular students dont. But that's the common misconception. They wouldn't understand that being displaced from home constantly makes it hard to recieve a decent education. It's a battle trying to catch up in classes after starting school somewhere away from home and then coming back mid fall, then leaving again in the spring. It's very hard. Half the time, students who go through this don't even graduate high school. Organizations who provide the help and opportunities for migrant students know what it's like and choose to make an effort to help these kids get ahead and not live the life their parents do.

I leave you with another famous quote from Cesar Chavez;

"Once social change begins, it cannot be reversed. You cannot uneducate the person who has learned to read. You cannot humiliate the person who feels pride. You cannot oppress the people who are not afraid anymore. We have seen the future, and the future is ours."