Tag: life

Kick It Sunday

OAKLAND RAIDERS PRACTICE

First Sunday of the NFL 2017 season is here. My fantasy line ups stand ready. I’m confident in my teams this year. I have a few question marks, wait and see’s, however I expect a strong year in both leagues again. The Choose One, Derek Carr and my Oakland Raiders face their equals in the humble Marcus Mariota and the Tennessee Titans at 10 AM (PST). This week couldn’t end any better. Next week couldn’t start any better.

The last few weeks have challenged my patience and confidence in myself.  I just need to remember to keep faith in myself. Don’t underestimate myself. Don’t under sell myself. Keep believing in my personal and professional goals. Continue doing the right things, even when no one sees it or appreciates it. I have a huge ego which I need less of. Don’t get in my feelings all the time. It’s a strength and a weakness. I need to make sure I use the strong side of that sword, and avoid the dull side.

Today I’m taking the opportunity to enjoy some football, see the glass is half full, not empty, and appreciate the things I have now. Look forward to realizing my dreams. Have more patience with my fantasy teams, The Raiders, my career, my personal life. Learn when things don’t go how I want them to get frustrated so easily. Don’t give up, be persistent for things I want. They say life’s too short, but there’s so much life still left to live. Start enjoying it more and often. Life is too short not to take every opportunity to experience it but long enough to avoid living in your short comings.

September 5th, 2017

Every time I see you I wanna ask you to come over and watch South Park with me. I know you like In-N-Out and I’d get some for both of us. I don’t even know if you like South Park. I just want you to see me as I am when I laugh. Maybe you’ll like how I am privately. Perhaps we can spend time together. Maybe we’ll like it. Every time I see you, I dream about what it would be like to hang out with you. 

Why? It’s over. 

It’s been on my mind since Jake told me about a night had with a friend. I used to be friends with this person but that’s another story. He told Jake my ex talked shit about me. I was obviously a little bothered by this. I haven’t talked shit about her to other people I don’t see often. Jake himself even said I don’t talk shit about her to them. 

It’s just odd she’d go around saying whatever she said. Jake offered to tell me what was said but I refused. It doesn’t even matter what she said. It’s just sad. Get over it. You left me lol. I’m over it. Why even say anything? It’s been almost two years. I’ve moved on. Shit last week was a testament to that. 

I appreciate where I’ve come from since you and more importantly before you. Since all of that I’ve built the version of myself I wanted. Someone also expressed to me they liked the old and new version of me. Last week I came through the clutch professionally and personally. I like myself, finally. Someone else likes me too now. 

I am where I want to be. Why say anything about me anymore? What do you care? Why? It’s over. Leave me alone and keep my name out your mouth for good. I’ll continue keeping yours out of mine.