I'm A Failure

In the words of Dave Chapelle, "Good Evening Bitches."  I've been trying to start this 10 page paper since i got home from school but i only got as far as my name. In my own defense i have had a few distractions which have taken up huge gaps of time. I'm going to the computer lab tomorrow though to try and get  focused, i figure there should be nothing there to distract me, but we'll see.

I finally got an e-mail back from my Hofstra friend and lover (although she doesnt know that). She was away in Europe for about a month so thats why she didnt write back. It was good to hear from her and i hope the e-mails continue but  i remain pesamistic. I dont want the same mistake to happen as it did with tara so ill definately try my best to stay close.

The saf-t-swim softball game happend on sat and it was a lot of fun. Our team got our asses kicked but it was more about having a good time then actually winning.  We had a pretty good turnout, i figured it just be 5 people tossing the ball around but we had more than enough people. After the game- i got into a heated arguement with my parents about never bring home- which is complete and utter bullshit. I think I'm home too much. The thing is when i am home im always in the basement or in my room- cuz my dad tends to annoy me on purpose- and who needs that. I am a loner i guess- whatelse can i say.

I'm watching Pulp Fiction right now, GREAT Movie..and speaking of great TV- Rescue Me started up last night and i couldnt be happier. With that on tuesdays and entourage on sundays i now have 2 good shows to look fowards to. They compliment the other days where im watching wrestling or yankee baseball. In a related story... I need a g/f!! The sands of the hour glass are falling rapidly and i'm not getting any younger. My new years resolutuion was in part to find a g/f and i've had less success then the Kansas City Royals this year. The last woman i picked up was Mrs Butterworth when i had my eggo waffles. I dont want to complain and rant about it any longer but its been troubling me for a while and i need to get my ass in gear.

No luck yet on getting a job either- i've put in applications to big companies like Computer associates and of course Con-Ed but i didnt hear anything yet- we'll see what happens.

I've been going to the gym a lot lately to try and tone up my body..its still not looking pretty even after a year at the gym but i see minor improvements which keeps me holding out hope. I wanted to be going to the gym hardcore this summer and i invisioned huge results but again to no avail.  I'm just a complete and utter failure in every sense of the word.

Movie Picks: I didnt get to see Batman returns yet but i did see Mr & Mrs Smith (twice) and i thought it was pretty good. Angelina looks amazing as usual. The flim to see is definately Cinderella Man though- its another sad but good boxing movie. That seems to be the recipe for success. I also saw The longest yard- ehh it was good for what it was but not great. I heard the Perfect Man was a solid chick flick and how can it not be good with such star power as Hilary Duff and Heather Locklear? Movie of the year is still Sin City, followed by Cinderella Man.

Quotables: Earlier today, Michael Jackson's lawyer said that Michael will no longer share a bed with young boys. Which explains why this afternoon, Michael was spotted buying a large hammock

Reunited...& It Feels So Good

This weekend brought back quite a few memmories for me as i saw/spoke to people who i havent had much contact with in the last few years.

Back in the high school days i was friendly with pretty much everyone but my core group of friends remained my buddies through out college and right up until the present (with the exception of 1). I was fortunate enough to have almost all my friends stay local so i didnt have to worry about losing contact with them or even me making new friends. The only friend that moved away was the one that i was probably the closest with at the start of high school. Even senior year we'd go to school together and have a locker right next to each other. He went away to school and I visited him once in Boston, but for the most part we have lost a lot of contact. i really only get to see him like three times a year so whenever hes around i make it a point to see him atleast once (even if i dont feel up to it, or feel like seeing other people) b/c its kind of a big deal for me. So with that all being said, my boy Matt was home and i went over his house friday night. It was nice to see him- he hasnt changed much- the only thing is he was busy entertainging his guests and i didnt really get a chance to have a long chat with him..i did however manage to meet his g/f and let me tell u- shes as sweet as she is beautiful. i'm so happy for him. Shes very friendly and personable which was the opposite of what i was expecting from a girl from the dairy state aka Wisconsin. They are moving in together and probably the start of something great..i'm thinking of heading down to wisconsin myself cuz i havent had much luck here on the east coast.

On Sat. Bert, his older sister leigh and i headed to the nutty irishman for a few drinks. I'm not a club or bar guy really but i like to go somewhere sit down and just chill once and a while and thats what we did. We called up Simeione who is the same way as me and the 3 of us just chilled at a table and had a few drinks. Thats why i like playing poker- its not about winning money- its chillin with the follas.Oridinarily sat night would be card nite but recently the tradtion has stopped and i have found myself watching reruns of cheers on sat nights so when leigh asked me to go i said sure...then i got a call from scott saying that cards was on so i was in a bit of a tough spot but i didnt wanna brake the plans i set.

The real excitement came on sunday night though.. i was on the computer looking up information for my summer class aka pictures of hot chicks, when an old friend signed online. Her name is Tara and i used to work with her at K-mart. I probably mentined her a thousand times on here or if i didnt mention her by name i probably eluded to her. She was without a doubt the best thing that ever happend to me. When i was going out with jen- i would talk to her about things, when my life seemed to be in shambles- she was there to walk me through it. When i had no life- she'd tell me her wild stories and made me envious. She was a best friend and almost always put a smile on my face. But when i broke my wrist things took a turn for the worst as i knew they would. She used to say that we wouldnt lose contact but it was inevitable- she was busy with her life and i was at home recooping and once i finally got well enough to go visit her..things seemed to have changed- i felt like i missed so much and i kind of blamed myself for letting her go. I'm not talking romance here either which may sound strange but shes just one of those people that makes u feel better about urself whenever ur with her so her friendship is vital to me. Anyway i stoped in kmart some nites just to see if she was working and we'd have a little chat but once k-mart closed i knew my days were numbered. She shares a sn with some1 and everytime i'd Im her it wasnt tara- so i stopped Imign her. But last night i saw her sn and i decided to give it a try and when it was her i got so excited. It was like i found my long lost sister- cuz i really missed this girl so so much! We caught up on old times, shes having a baby (shes married..and 4 or 5 years older than me- i forgot to mention that earlier lol)! I felt so happy for her, but at the same time so happy for me- cuz hopefully i can get back a small piece of what i've been missing for years now. I even had a dream about it last night- so im pretty damn happy about it... now if i can only talk to my hofstra chick- i'd be set for life.

So that reunion set the tone for another reunion of sorts...ECW- 1 night stand, it was a PPV reunion of a now defunct wrestling orginaization and let me tell u- i miss that shit. High flying action, chair shots, flaming tables and dives from the blcony were all sights that could have been seen last night as well as a few shot interviews by wrestlers and comentators.. Overall it was phenomenal!

Whats not phenomenal is thatiwent to the beach yesterday and i got friggen toasted. My skin ir redder then the race of a drunkin irish man. My right foot is so burnt that when i stepped in the ocean steam rose up. i have put every type of lotion i have in this house on it and it still burns like a fire at the mirenda house.

but i gotta run- sorry this entry wasnt so exciting for u guys but for me it was very meaningful.

The old days

The summer of excitement has gotten off to a rather slow start but i dont want to call it a disappointment just yet, i still remain optimistic. I know i have set my hopes pretty high for the next few months, i have a nasty habbit of doing things like that, but we'll see how it goes...as for right now there hasnt been a lot to talk about, thats why u have been with out my endless wisdom for a little over week. I just have been so unmotivated to write. Sometimes i would start an entry but i lost interest almost immediately. So if ur reading this i obviously was able to get through an entry without gettin too disgusted with my self- existance.

Ok first things first... i know some people are way too interested in this topic but im going to attempt to be as brief as possible... the prom. Alittle background, i was asked to go to the prom by one of my best friends, thats right i said it.. Bert is one of my best friends, even though i see his backhand more then a tennis player and he says the most mind numbing shit- i stil think hes one of the best friends any1 could ever have...anyway..i was asked to go to this thing and i immediately said yes. Not b/c i desperately wanted to go, but she asked me for whatever reason, shes a pretty girl so im sure she could have gotten some1 else to go with...but she chose me so i accepted..and besides its not like my schedule is that busy with girls asking me out- so whatever i said yes.  I guess i prob should have tried to get out of it cuz i didnt know anyone and i do mean anyone there. I only knew my date and her friend and their is only so much that can be talked about. But whatever i accepted and i went. All in all the night was ok. I tried to be the best date possible, trying to stay smiling and i even danced A LOT....i havent danced since my senior variety show in high school and it wasnt pleasnt and believe me its still just as bad. I always said that i dont go to bars and dance because im white! White people dont dance at clubs- they own the club....Anyway i really hope she had a good time cuz prom is considered to be an everlasting memory, although when i steped foot in the country club i didnt remember seeing half the shit- its the after prom stuff that i still recall. But whatever i hoped she had a good time cuz i def tried to make it enjoyable.

The real story of that night was how old i felt. Now of course being around kids that watch spounge bob square pants is gonna make any non saturday morning cartoon watching college kid feel old, but it was more than that. My personality is the stay at home, watching girls softball on espn2 and lets the good times roll type of guy, im not "Mr. life of the party" by any means- (those days if i ever had them, are longggg gone). So i just felt old..not to mention none of the teachers recognized me and i was about the age of a lot of the new teachers which really freaked me out. Then i saw some pictures and thats when the real depression sunk in. I looked like Mr Clean with a god damn cocaine addiction, standing next to the fountain of youth trying to recapure his glory years. I'm sure i was the source of jokes cuz if i were a senior  i'd be making fun of me too. Anyway it really was an eye opening experience and i realize that i better start lookin at craft-matic adjustable beds cause those days dont appear to be that far off.

Yankees lost again. Its funny how when the mets win the yankees lose and visa verse. Its really becoming an obvious cycle so i guess the real key to the yankees isnt trading giambi or firing the coaching staff but rather beating the shit out of carlos beltran and mike piazza.

I'm still waiting for a grade from last semester. I swear to God this shit should be illegal. I thought all grades had to be in by like 4 days after the final but apparently thats not true. I asked my mkt teacher and he said that there really is no set time when the grades have to be in by. He suggested that we (as if i still maintian contact with my classmates) put pressure on him to post the grades...i dont wanna be that guy who keeps writting emails cuz he mite drop my grade- id rather get up on my soap box and bitch about it here and hope some1 else does my dirty work.

I havent gotten to the gym in almost a week. I plan on going to the gym tomorrow after class- just for abs but i may have to bang out some other body parts cuz ive been slacking so much.- ok this entry got really boring and im drawing blank on what else i wanted to talk about so i'll talk to u all whenever i get the motivation.

All Smiles From Here On Out

I sit before my computer tonight a much more distinguished man. For i am no longer just an ordinary kid going to school- i am now a Hofstra graduate (unofficially) and for the first time i feel the Pride of Hofstra University.  As u might have guessed, the commencement ceremony was today, and baby it was cold outside. It really wasnt the nicest day for a graduation to be held outside but we made it work. The weather actually started out pretty nice, giving everyone the false sense of happiness.  The sun was shinging brightly off my freshly polished shoes as i walked through the side streats of Hofstra University. I had almost a Trovolta like Sat. Night Fever strut going on as i walked into the stadium. Let me back it up a second. I always wanted to step foot on like a big league stadium or field, of course i wanted to do it playing a sport but my homosexual like ability always prhibited me from it. Today was the day i marched onto that hofstra turf with pride and i actaully felt like i deserved to be on that field. Considering the people i was graduating with i could have been some what of an all-star, metaphorically speaking. Anyway, i sat down (i had a sweet aisle seat so i saw every school of business grad pass by on their way to be seated) and i had a smile from ear to ear..more so than usual. Now i didnt even want to go to this damn ceremony but im sort of glad i did. It really allowed me to see the extent of my achievement. Once the president of the school (Dr. Stuart Rubinowitz- god, i love that name) started speaking the rian started and every1 started getting cold and wet.  Hofstra was able to supply us with ponchos and small water bottles and we gutted through the rest of the ceremony. The special guest speaker was the CEO of HBO. He was witty and kept his speach brief which is always a way to get a louder ovation...Senator Chuck Schumer was also in attendance and he one-uped the previous speaker by ripping up his prepared speach (b/c of the rain), and he just wished us all good luck. Then it was time to walk..i saw my friend meg get up there, and i cheered like i was a retarded kid at a wrestling match. Then i saw a few peeps from high school graduate (those people i was quiet for lol). Once it was my turn i took my time, soaking it all up. My slow walk and powerful handshake made me feel euphoric if only for a couple of seconds. It is a big accomplishment since i've been working at it since preschool. I'm only the second Catanzaro in the history of our heritage to obtain a 4 yr degre so its kind of monumental for me. Anywya once my name was called, i took a quick picture ans skipped out on the rest of the ceremony. From there my immediate family and i went out for some gyros and i was home in time to watch the yankees/ mets game. It was a sweet afternoon, the only thing that would have been sweeter is if my lady was there. I guess she didnt feel like coming to the ceremony which was kinda crushing to me b/c i had so much i wanted to tell her..i wasnt gonna tell her that i loved her or anything like that but i was gonna tell her how much meeting her meant to me. How she made me realize that hofstra had more to offer than just out dated lesson plans, and girls with STDs. I called her b4 the ceremony started but she didnt pick up, so i guess im gonna have to write that dreaded email. Ah well, even that couldnt bring me down today.

I also learned that i  passed the class that  i was stressing out about. Not only did i pass i got a C+!!! Now i knoww i didnt deserve that grade but i aint complaining. In fact i wrote my professor a letter thanking him for the grade lol. I aslo got an A in another class that i was expecting a B in. Everything's going right for the first time in my life.

I got my speeding ticket reduced yesterday from 6 pts to 3 and those points will be wiped out in like 2 months. The poiunts are actually a failure to yield rather than speeding so i guess its not a bad deal.

Next week i start my summer class and its gonna be a good 1!!! My teacher isn't an easy grader but his class is simple enough...and i heard from a reliable source he lets everyone out early. So it'll be a pleasure to take this class and then i just have 1 more remaining, Anthroplogy with a mystery teacher. But u know what? Who gives a shit, I FUCKIN GRADUATED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thats all i wanted to say today, so study up kids and u too can feel important one day..So next step becomes meeting Puck....in the real world..i cant wait!! Bur first the prom- lol! THE SUMMER OF ECITEMENT HAS BEGUNNNNNN!

What next?

Alright, i have a lot to say so i might be all over the place but just try and stick with me if u can. The running theme is "what next" so if u get it, u get it, if not- dont worry about it.

I'm not in the best of moods tonight cuz i had a really hard final today and im actaully questioning my ability to pass the class. I always strive for a high GPA but some classes are brutal and u just hope to pass.  For me, anything involving math is like kryptonite. I despise it! SO if i can pass ill take whatever grade i can get. A c is my lowest grade i have received at Hofstra but i'm praying for a D. I'm stressing out about this and if i do fail i know its not the end of the world but i will bitch and moan about it like it is. We'll have to see what happens.

Anyway I saw a blast from the past the other day at Hofstra . Erica Downey was getting her cap and gown the same time i was. I always liked Erica as a person. Shes got a sweet and plesant personality, and she would always say hello, which seems stupid but when ur a geek like me it mens a lot. So we got the talking and shes going for her masters in queens and getting married in like 2 weeks and she seems to have everything going for her then she asked me what i've been up to and i was like 'umm i play cards and work at Saf-t-swim". It kind of sounded a lot cooler in my head. I am so eager to start a new chapter of my life because the previous pages might have well have been left blank.

I went to Adelphi's Senior Formal Dance in the Hamptons on Friday night with Angelica from work. It wasn't a date but rather me being nice and going cuz i know she reallly wanted to go plus it was a good way to prepare for the prom.I dint know any1 which i was happy about. The dance itself was ok - ang's friend was cool and her b/f was nice too so i was able to chill with them at times. He got trashed though and i had to take them home once we got back to li...i wasnt happy about that.  A few key notes. 1-  Adelphi is not nearly as nice as Hofstra. 2- Adelphi chix: EHHH! 3- Bon Jovi is still the shit. 4- People don't know when to say when. It was open bar and the night eneded sooo much later than it was supposed to b/c the bus rides were delayed due to some asshole chicks being too drunk to even stand..yelling and screaming at each other. One of the girls had to be physically restrained and eventually escorted of the bus. Everyone was heckling the lushes (including myself) and she left the bus to a standing ovation. Then the bus was delayed again cuz people were smoking on the bus. I swear people are just friggen assholes. All in all the nite was ok but i was fed up cuz it was too long i got home close to 5 am with work at 9.

I'm trying to take off from work on sat. I got a speeding ticket to try and get out of. then i got my graduation the next day so i just wanna chill this weekend. Not to mention i got to find a ledge to jump off of if i fail finance.

You know what i hate: exagerations. Everyone uses them from time to time, i even did it with my last sentance but some people do it too freakin much. I dont wanna name any names here but i have a friend, we shall call him James Herierro just to protect his identity. Well my friend, Mr Herrero, called me one day cuz we were supposed to go to the movies that night. He called me cuz he was stuck at school and he said he had to cancel our plans cuz his cousin, we'll call her Melissa Boffman, (again protecting the identities), was going to pick him up and then go to the hospital to visit his father. He then says to me, u know what forget it- ill go see the movie with you...just come pick me up at school. Well i said no thats alright, to be honest im not comfortable driving to there (cuz i've never driven there before) and i didnt wanna take him away from his family cuz thats more important than a movie (although it was sin city). Anway the conversation ended with him saying to me and i quote: "alright buddy, im sorry i kind of ruined your night". So then i go online and another friend, we shall call him Andrew Zirenda IMs me and asks me to go to the movies..so i said alright, y not...Next thing i know Mr. Herrero is telling everyone within the sound of his voice that i stranded him at school, which is complete and utter hogwash considering he canceled on me. Now i dont wanna start an arguement cuz i know fighting with him his a winless battle plus its not that big of a deal cuz everyone already knows that driving has never been my thing. If he needed me to pick him up at his house and take him somewhere i'd gladly take the trip (i dunno about gladly but i'd do it). Anywya i've spent to much time on this topic already and I still dunno if u really got the jist of the story here.Just know that i hate exagerations and if u find urself exagerating to the point where its become a bold face lie thenu deserve to get slapped in the face with a tube sock filled with loose change. thats all.

I have been eagerly anticipating this summer. I've actally labeled it the summer of excitement because i have only 2 more summer classes (i hope!!!) Than its off to the real world. I have this vision of myself in 10 years walking off the train, pausing, and looking at the big city with a smile on my face and a briefcase in my hand getting ready to work. I als have this vision of getting railed in the ass- because that was one of the gayest statements u'll ever hear from me. But anyway i'm sure my story book dreams will shatter like a glass bottle in a bar room brawl. I know whatever i'll end up doing will not be what makes me happy and ill spend the rest of my life wishing i became a dentist or something. And thats what i fear the most. Money is nice but its not my determining factor. I dont crave big and fancy toys. my dream car is a pt cruiser and when i was a kid i wanted to own a drug store and sell gum rather than most kids who wanted to be an astronaut, pilot, or even president. I just want to go to work and be happy and fuck the rest. As long as i can get by -i'll make it work i just want happiness.

Quick Yankee note- Jason Giambi should be shot in the face with a bazooka! I wish the yankees would sell him for a bag of crackerjacks and a snack to be named later. He's awful, in fact hes below that. Yeah hes got like a 8 game hitting streak but they are some of the most pathetic hits possible. The only hit i'd like to see from him is when he hits the ground after a sniper takes him out at home plate. But toher than that GO YANKS!

I ordered my tux for prom.  Its a standard black tux with a white shirt. I ordered a blue vest but its either dicontinued or some shit so now i gotta go back and pick out another vest..last time i ordered a tux there they f'd up the vest too.

I had my last class with my Hofstra hunny yesterday. It was a very sad occurance, we took our final and she finished first so she said good bye but then we met up again in the comp lab and we said our goodbyes for what could be the last time...tear. SHe said shes gonna find me at graduation and i hope so cuz i have no friends to sit with and id want my last memmories of hofs to be with her. SHe's going to law school in florida after she graduates so it prob. will be the end of a nice realtionship but she meant a lot ot me cuz i thought all hofstra people were assholes till i took retail management. I got stuck in a group with complete opposites but we all clicked and everytime i see those jokers i stop and say hi. they changed my whole hofstra experience, especially her...so i'll be sure to thank her for that when i see her if not she'llbe getting a lengthy email or a phone call - who knows.

I think that pretty much covers the nuts and bolts of whats going on in my life..anything else i'll keep u posted but till then enjoy the summer of excitement..the heat is ON!

A Special Kind of Champion

Rather than give u all my routine "end of semester rant" of how swamped with work i was, i decided to actually get the work done and then comment. I had to do 3 group presentations within 2 days and term papers and tests gallore. It was nutty but then again i've come to expect that at hofstra. I was able to bang out the work in a timely fashion but the presentations always make me nuts.. i usually stress out all week long when i have to do a presentation so with 3 scheduled in 1 week i thought i'd be a bigger wreck then ground zero (i still feel bad about making references to that but its the only wreck that came to mind). But i was actually pretty calm leading up to my presentations. My first presentation was in Advertising. i had to present slides on Gender Ads. It seems like a piece of cake and i was rather confident until i got up there. When reading my part off the slides i was very jittery and started to shake like michael j fox in a tub of cold water (wow im just an asshole today). But i gutted my through it. The next class i had to present on Dell computers. This class required us NOT to read from the slides but instead present confidently only using index cards as a reference. Now again i was nervous as hell but i actually performed ok. The teacher actually commented saying that i seemed confident and was very effective in walking up and down the aisles..the truth was i had so much nervous energy that i could have ran for a mile and if it werent for the discomfort i felt in my feet from my 1989 pair of hush puppies, i just might have. But anywya i muscled through that 1 too. The last presentation would be the one i dreaded the most. My group consisted of slackers..good kids but slackers. I had to be the powerpoint man as well as the group leader and the guy who revised all the papers.This required a lot of work and alone time in the computer lab..not on purpose alone time, my group just likes to set a day and time and not show up..but whatever. When it came time to present..we thought we'd be ok. The first girl to present whose smooth as silk (which is why i loveeeeee her), then she passed it off to this kid named danny. Danny is a funny guy and a good guy but turns out an awful speaker. He starts the presentation then he abbuptly stops excuses himself and walks out the door! I thought he hada go to the bathroom or something. AN overactive bladder can strike at any time and as we all know whenugotta go, u gotta go. It turns out it was nerves and he needed a few MINUTES to recoup. During the first few seconds we all just stand there in shock.Not to mention,  if my nerves werent already bouncing like a basketball in the bronx, believe me they are now. This kid had 1 slide but he was supposed to go on for atleast 3 mins discussing it. So the next girl went, and then Danny was able to come back and do his part. SO when it became my turn i was just thinking get through it- atleast u wont be as bad as Dan the jitter man. But the truth is it calmed me down- seeing that i wouldnt be the worst presenter i was able to read my slides with little to no problems. I still think the project itself is the worst thing i ever put my name on but i feel good about what i was able to accomplish. Now if u were smart u would have seen that this paragraph was going nowhere by the second sentance and u would have skipped it but u didnt, instead u were forced to hear my endeering story of overcoming my fears and triumphing like a true champion over an unlikely opponent, my own damn nerves... i feel like i won a foot race against a bunch of quadrapolegics at the special olympics. Im pathetic.

I'm still not out of the woods yet. I have finals and a term paper still due next week. I'm stilll struggling(although failing is more like it) in finance and i hope to God i am able to pull out a decent grade...like a C.

OK i dont have much else to say but i found something i wrote a few weeks ago in the comp lab and i thought i should share it:

 I really question how much my degree will be worth once i graduate. Now i dont mean to go off on a rant here but it seems as if hofstra has turned into a school for the mentally defecient. I'm sitting in the comp lab next to a few kids that look like they just got off the short bus after a long shift at burger king. Now i know im not the sharpest knife in the drawer but these kids in my graduating class must be plastic spoons or something. It just seems that people are getting progresively stupider.I dont know if its drugs, tv, or rap music but something has turned those minds into the dumpster. I think teachers are somewhat to blame. These college professors sit in front of the class wearing their docker pants and buttoned down shirts resite the same lesson plan that they've been doing since 1983. Guess what? Regan isnt president, USSR disbanded and the spice girls have broken up. Getwith it..oh and nice pants asshole. It wouldnt hurt if these teachers put more thought and more creativity to their lessons. Power point slides and lectures are fine but they can be less entertaining than a upn sitcom. Games and incentives help aid the education process. Obviously im not punking out all these teachers. i've learned a lotfrom teachers who know exactly what they are doing. Obviously not everyone has been challenged mentally instead it looks like they are mentally challenged. Now im not saying i've found an actecdote for education b/c its not going to work for everyone. Kids are going to be rude, disruptive and uncooperative- thats life. But i think the results will be better.

Back in Black

Today started out well. Bert and I headed over to the gym for an early cardio work out. Recently I've been doing cardio more frequently b/c i'd really like to go to the beach this summer and i dont want to be ashamed of myself. My physique has always been a problem for me. Either i was too wimpy looking with my string bean arms and a lanky frame or i had a gut that would only be admirable with a red and white suit on December 25th... but i've been putting in some time at the gym so hopefully its a different story this year. As it is i'm the most out of shape out of all my friends (or all that would go to the beach) so i need some extra work. Anyway after a quick half hour work out where i almost drowned in my own sweat i came home to do some errands. Ran to the bank, went food shopping, took my mom to physical therapy, etc.

My day took a turn for the worse when i found out that one of my boy hood idols had passed away.I really felt like a large part of me had died.  I believe i might have actually written about him on here once before. His name was Chris Candido and he was the original No Gimmicks Needed. He was a profesional wrestler in every essance of the phrase. He wasn't all about catch prhases or about high risk maneuvers, instead he wrestled. He did the little things that some how get over looked by most in the business but not by me. I admired his work ethic and his ability to be himself. He was never a main eventer but when his music hit (ac/dc) he would always strut down to the ring as if he was the highlight of the night. Not for any other reason but b/c he believed he was. He'd wrestle from bell to bell and then he'd go to the back allowing all the other wrestlers to cater to the crowd. The man was all business and thats why i loved him. I adopted the sn and the attitude. He certainly will be missed not only by me but by the world who lost one last true person who didnt pretend to be something he wasn't. He was who he was... with no gimmicks needed.

It really is amazing how many wrestlers have passed away at a young age. Candido was only 33!! Brian Pillman, Owen Hart, Ravishing rick Rude, Mr. Perfect, Big Dick Dudley, Crash Holly, Pitbull #2, British Bulldog, Dino Bravo, and Miss Elizabeth are all prime examples of famous names in the wrestling bus that are wRESTling in peace (lol), what i mean is they all died at an early age. It's upsetting how wrestling has become the leading cause of death amongst young males.

Back when WNEW was the shiznit i used to listen to that station from morning till night. From sports guys to Ron and Fez..i'd listen and laugh all day long. Throught the years the station has gone through more make overs than Rupaul and it pretty much disposed of all quality radio. So I bought Xm radio just cuz of Opie and Anthony (the funniest show in the world). They were the corner stone at WNEW before they got fired and the reason i'd run home from school every day. Now I am extremely happy with my purchase of XM  however i kind of was a little upset at what sirius has to offer.  I'd gladdly take O&A over Howard Stern but i like Jim breuer and the radio chick (who is a former WNEWer). Xm offers some alternatives like Chris Jericho and such but nothing else big. That is until today!! well kind of. I heard rumors that Opie and Anthony are bringing the band back together. If this is true ROn and Fez will be on XM RADIO and i'll never be happier!!!

I'm going to the yankee game tomorrow. it looks like the weather is going to suck and they have a chineese rookie pitching but im still looking foward to it. It's my first game of the season but best of all i get to go with my brother who i barely spend time with. He's not a ynakee fan but he won tickets and had no1 else to go withlol. It should be a good time though..or if past history serves as any indication we will have an awful time, come home pissed off and at each others throats. Either way it will be an eventful day.

SO i was upset to see that the BSB are back together. Those bastards ruined my bid for a shot at stardom.  But its just further proof of my theory. Boy Bands = $$! Thier new song sucks but its tearing up the charts b/c the little ladies are starving for eye candy. It could have been me..damn it!!!!