Day 2: $9 Whiskey and my sweet angel.

Can a person really have it all? Can a person really have everything they really want? These are the questions I ask myself as I write to you with a full flask of Tom Sims, sitting behind the dust covered desk I never use. Talk about questions that really hit home with me. I've never given two fucks about anything. I'm 21 years old and still haven't graduated high school. I've been a drummer since the 4th grade, and I still have nothing to show for it except a few records I've played on for my friends. So this is me attempting to answer the 2 questions I just asked.

I've always been the guy that people refer to as a "ladies man", whatever the fuck that means. So I can talk to people without looking like a dumbass, sue me! I've also been the guy people refer to as "lazy", that one I agree with 100%. I can't keep a job for more than 6 months, I hate working, I do as little as possible to get by and I hate exerting energy into stuff I feel is useless. I know this sounds like a pity party for myself, but I promise it will get better.

I've had plenty of girlfriends in my 21 years of life. I was never allowed to have an actual serious girlfriend until I was 18. That's some bullshit rule my parents had. Try to imagine that. Rough, isn't it? Well, 2 years ago this November, I met the most perfect, beautiful and loving woman I have ever come across, with the exception of my mom. I will attempt to put this woman I speak so highly of into words so you can try to picture her as I see her everyday. It will be an adventure, but I'm willing to let you come with me.

She towers at an amazing 5'2". She has the most beautiful long brown hair you've ever seen in your life. It usually smells of coconut mixed with acai berries. She has a smile that is as beautiful as the Aurora Borealis. The way her cheek bones rise as she looks into my eyes to tell me she loves me, is the most heart melting feeling in the world. She kind of has dimples, but not really? They're almost there. The way that she looks at me is the way that a new mother looks at her new born baby girl. That's my nickname for her. Baby girl. I'm not too sure if you have a general idea of what you think she might look like, but I know what she looks like and that's all that fucking matters.

I love that she tells me how stupid I am. I love that she tells me that I fucked something up. I love that she tells me she loves me more than anything in the world. I love that she tells me that I'm such a child, yet she still wants me more than anyone or anything ever. I love that she talks and all I want to do is listen, I love that she thinks I'm ignoring her when she's talking to me and I'm on my phone, when really all I'm thinking about is how lucky of a guy I am. I love that she can look me in my eyes and tell me she hates me. I love that she can look me in my eyes and tell me I hurt her badly. I love that she can look me in my eyes with so much love and compassion when I've fucked up...and tell me she still loves me more than all the stars in the sky. I love that I literally forget everything and she is the first person to remind me. I love that I make other people so mad at me and she is the first person to tell me everything will be fine.

I really don't think you understand how big and important this woman is in my life. The fact that I cant go one second without thinking about her, makes me so happy. I can't look at women the same anymore and I love it! I don't give a fuck if a woman is pretty or not, You know why? No? Because I have the most beautiful one on earth. She is my everything. She looks out for me. She makes sure I'm okay. She let's me know that I'm her one and only EVERYDAY OF MY LIFE! The best part is...there isn't a day that goes by that she doesn't tell me she loves me. That's the most amazing thing in the world to me. I know she loves me. She knows that I know she loves me, yet she still makes it a point to tell me everyday. THAT, dear readers, that is what melts me.

I can't wait to grow old with her. I can't wait to have kids with her. I can't wait to make her my gorgeous bride. I can't wait for her to be the last person I see for my last breath on this fucking planet we call earth. She is my rock and the love of my life. Her name is Mercedes, and she's MY Baby Girl.

Cheers,
NoahThe4th

Day 1: Starbucks Coffee

Have you ever had Starbucks?  Do you know the smell?  Do you know the taste?  How much about Starbucks do you actually know?  Well my friend, when I'm done with you, you will know a hell of a lot about it.

First things first, it's really not the best coffee in the world.  I feel like people are so blinded by the fact that Starbucks is the most hip and amazing thing to get/do.  I really don't understand how someone's mind can be so wrapped around the fact that if you don't get Starbucks Coffee, you will never reach the standard of society you feel like you need to reach, in order to be cool.  What about it makes you cool?  Here, I'll give you a fact really quickly.  I drink Starbucks on a daily basis.  Sometimes even twice a day.  Now, I know what you're probably thinking, but, before you go making assumptions, I get coffee for free.  Is it the atmosphere that makes drinking Starbucks cool?  Is it the overpriced coffee?  No!  It's nothing!  It's pointless!  My roommate and I went to Downtown Houston to a little coffee shop called Catalina Coffee.  I had one shot of espresso, and it fucked me up.  I was on my ass in a matter of seconds.  That's what I want in a coffee!  I want it to fuck me up so badly I cant sit still!  Ma and Pa shops are the best ones to get your coffee from.  I don't want to pay $8 for 4 shots of espresso, when I can have 1 shot for $2 and it drive me up the fucking wall!

What's the whole point of this blog you ask? Absolutely nothing.  This is just something for me to do to rant on and on about stupid shit, and hope someone reads it and agrees.  If you feel like this was a waste of your time, you can fuck off for all I care.  I'm having fun, and you won't stop me.

Please have a wonderful and alcohol filled night!

Peace,
NoahThe4th