Sunday, December 8, 2013

Notes from my 20th trip (ya-da)








You know why I love you, Flora? It's because you make me understand every single part of the word, "Adventure".









It's when you connect w/ the beast of a person, do the lies disappear.










The U.S. is like this really strange robot. Brazil is more like a human being. 











A second grade classroom is probably one of the most fascinating places on earth.












Rachel, sometimes I wonder what goes thru your head.











Sitting spots in parks, just think about how many ideas passed thru there.











Flora's pretty much the One. Mostly because she's the only one I've met so far that I think could put up w/ all my crazy bullshit.










My poor plants. But at the same time, they should know that only fighters survive where I live. 










Pretty much any time I acted like an arrogant prick, it's wound up biting me in the ass. It feels like I kicked myself in the face.










Barmen/women probably hear some of the most fucked up stories.










I'm the kind of person who is disgusted w/ people who have no manners.









If you really love someone, you have to especially love who they are when you are not in their lives.










A true warrior will mourn every life they have ever taken, and at the end of theirs, they will only look for a kind death, just as they were to so many others.










I'll pretty much fuck up anyone that tries to get at Flora. I think she'd be cool w/ it, at least she told me that she would have shot an arrow in the head of a girl that once looked my way, only she didn't have a bow.









Boxers sacrifice their bodies in an attempt to write history.










People who know like EVERYTHING about consumer electronics must live a ridiculous existence.











I'm a writer. I should fucking write more, but I'm too busy watching Japanese anime.










So all the stereotypes Brazilians have about Asian people, yeah. I've pretty much lived up to nearly all of them.










If people met my girlfriend, they'd like her. She's dope as fuck.











Randy Ai, you are one of the craziest fucks I've ever met.









I know too much technology is a bad thing, but when I think about how many friendships Facebook have saved, it's not so bad.








We all have a higher form of ourselves. Sometimes it pains me when I see people in the midst of that battle of finding it.








What if I turned out to be hella RACIST? That would probably surprise some people.











Brazil is like a different planet, and I don't mean that in a first-world privileged alienating sort of way, but seriously. This place is fucking nuts. 
(I think I found home).









This is our sole purpose on this earth, to help other people. When you see someone hurt, on the ground, you help pick them up, you don't step on them and rifle through their pockets. How you react in moments like this, defines who you are as a human being.











Fuck. That's what my book is really about. It's a story of a boy trying to learn how to be a man.










It's really humorous to me now, when people find corny-ass jokes actually funny.










Learning how to lose is really a part of growing up.











That's what being in a relationship is all about. You have a duty to protect their feelings.










When I stop to think about is, Flora is a really strange person.









When you think you're about to take this massively epic shit and it turns out mostly to be gas, that's always a bit disappointing.








Follow the footsteps of those who came before you, because at the end of the day, we're not that fucking original. 








Getting drunk + fucked up w/ your tattoo artist, then getting a tattoo, that is a delicacy only few are brave enough to venture. 







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