Being Extraordinary and Florida

It’s 4 AM and after a night out at the clubs I really don’t understand why I decided to stay up to post a blog or two. The whole truth of the matter is that I don’t really post much on this blog as it evident to whoever has read this. It’s already June 9, 2008 and my last blog post was May 19, 2008. I probably won’t post again until I come back from Florida and even then I’ll probably be pulling shit out of thin air.

It’s not that I have a terribly unremarkable life; it’s just that it’s just not that remarkable. It’s not extraordinary in the least and an ordinary life will yield an ordinary individual and more than anything, I want to be extraordinary. I think that’s what most people want: They want to be extraordinary.

Think about it? Why are we so obsessed with the stars of today? We may say we hate them, but why do we hate them? Do we hate them because they’re stupid or do we hate them because we’re jealous of them that for some reason they get the attention we want? I mean, I say I don’t care what people say about me, but I actually do. I want people to like me, I want people to say: “Wow, DC is a great guy.” However, if I got the attention that someone like Paris Hilton got, I wouldn’t give a fuck what people thought about me.

We hate stars like Paris Hilton, Nicole Richie, and Lindsay Lohan because for someone reason they became extraordinary and we didn’t. We think: “We can do what they do everyday so why am I still ordinary? Why am I not extraordinary?” It’s a stupid thought really for I’ve learned from Davey Wavey’s blog Break the Illusion (Look for a link in the bottom of this post) that we shape our lives how we want them to be. If we say, “I am extraordinary” the universe will listen and we will become extraordinary no matter how ordinary we may seem. Our lives will resonate as being extraordinary as we are and we will yield its extraordinary benefits.

Now, as for some DC’s life news, a while ago I got accepted to a great opportunity. I got accepted to the Obama Organizing Fellows Program and I will be helping Barack Obama win the presidential election by spreading him message of change and volunteering for him at a state that at the moment seems to be Florida. I will, for sure, be doing my training at Fort Lauderdale and hopefully I’ll be staying there as well though I foolishly told them that I would relocate to another state if they needed me to.

I leave on Friday, June 13 and I will come back sometime in late July. I will be leaving in such an importune time. I leave the day before Pride Fest and my niece’s third birthday and I don’t even know when I’m actually supposed to be at the airport. I’ll be at Fort Lauderdale at June 13 at 1:15 PM but who will be there to wait for me? Will there be anybody there? When will the call me? Where is the county where I’m supposed to stay and do my training at? Will I get to stay in Fort Lauderdale? Millions of questions are resonating in my mind.

Well, I that WIT (What I’m Thinking) at 4 AM this day on June but I think I’ll be OK. I’ll post another blog right after this one! Have a good day everyone!

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STDs and Lex Luthor

“FUCK!” These were the words that resounded in my mind after reading my results last Wednesday. My life had been going so well too. I got hired possibly for two jobs, I had my car back, I was going back to school (which was way overdue) and I had a large network of friends that I really cared for. Then, crap had to happen. Let me explain…

This all started Wednesday afternoon when Pisha and I decided to go to the Q because we were bored. ASA was there giving a specific kind of test and well, I wanted to get tested. We got the Q and Pisha went first. After she was done (BTW, she is fine)I went. The test: Rapid HIV Testing / My results: Positive. That’s right, I have HIV. I FUCKING HAVE HIV!

This is so not good. I’m only 22 years old, I have a hard time finding and keeping jobs, I haven’t graduated from school yet, I have a family that annoys me to no end, I’m gay and have no boyfriend, I have a hard time finding a boyfriend, and now I have a fucking life-threatening disease that makes everything else in my life seem so minimal yet increases all the other problems ten fold.

This is in no way a good thing, but hey there is still hope. Advances in medical history have allowed people with HIV live long and full lives so it doesn’t mean I have to die anytime soon. I have friends that support me wholeheartedly and I’m sure my family will and my test results were not 100%. You see, they said it was maybe a false positive so I should know by Wednesday, May 28th if I have HIV for sure. Still, it scares the fuck out of me.

On other news, my job search was long and hard but I finally landed a job at Baskin Robbins. Yeah, it’s not the most glamorous job in the world, but hey, it’s a job and I think I’ll be staying there as long as they have me, or until I can find a better job. I have a job at Mighty Fine that I might get and a job lined up at a place called La Morada as a waiter which if I get, will open the door to a lot of more jobs.

In school related news, I start school on May 27th and I signed up for two classes during the summer. If you know me, you know that I’m terrible in Math and for this reason I have to take a remedial math course before I take College Algebra. It’s not the best thing to have in my record, but I’m happy to say that after I take this math course I’ll be on my way of wiping College Algebra out of the way! The other class is English Comp I but I’m sure I’ll do fine in that class.

Let’s move onto friend news. So, I know I haven’t updated this blog since a few months ago, but for the past few months I’ve been visiting this place called The Q. The Q is a community center for gay males from the ages 18 – 29 and what we do is volunteer around Austin, focusing strongly on encouraging Safe Sex within the gay community. Other than that, it’s also an awesome networking tool as most of the people there are gay and closer to my age than other spots around Austin.

I started going on October, and let me tell you, I fell in love with The Q so fast and so hard it’s become a large part of my life. Some of the people on the Q can be quite shady, but I think I hold more friends there than people who are unsure about me or don’t like me very much so I enjoy going there.

There are several people there who I care very much about but for now, I will tell you about my favorite member. My favorite member is one of the leaders, which I will affectionately refer to as Lex as he looks like Michael Rosenbaum from Smallville. Lex is a person I think I’m falling for even though he doesn’t feel the same way about me.

It’s strange, but even though he doesn’t feel the same way I don’t see myself “getting over him” anytime soon like I have with other people. I love the way he looks, the way he acts, the way he speaks to me and I hope with all my heart it’s because he’s a friend to me and just not because he’s one of the leaders of The Q. After all, I value his friendship and I hope he values mine.

Lex will never read this blog, for I don’t think he keeps up with it since it is rarely ever posted in (and I’m sorry to those who do take even a time to even look at it but I’m far from being a blogger) but I’m fine with it. Even though I do realize I like him and I probably always will I’m not ready for him to know the extent of my feelings foe him. He will probably never know and even though that is sad, I’d rather have him as a friend always rather then the possibility of losing him because we dated and then had a messy break-up.

There are other members I will tell everyone about but I will tell you all about them later, possibly in a WIT (What I Think) blog for now it is time for me to go. I will post a blog of another hot guy later! Have a great day bloggers!

SEXDUCTXY!

Confessions

Confessions… The title of my first blog says it all. I am here to confess to things that I’ve done and to tell all who read this the reasoning behind this brain of mine. I’m Latino, I’m a homosexual, I’m a Christian, and I absolutely hate stereotypes.

It’s not because I don’t fit the stereotype… I actually fit the gay stereotype quite well. I’m flamboyant, I have a great sense of fashion, I love show tunes and musicals, I’m boy crazy and possibly quite perverted, and everything I do is so gay there is no question in anyone’s mind what my sexual orientation is once they meet me. I, in fact, have no idea why my family didn’t know until I was 20 when I was lanced by my brother (with my permission of course).

The reason I hate stereotypes is for the only gay thing I’m not. I have a strong spiritual connection with Jesus Christ. I have ever since I was young and I probably always will. My story of revelation is nothing drawn out and amazing. I had just heard about Jesus all my life, I finally understood why people say he ‘died for our sins’ and I just decided, “Why the hell not?” and that night while I was laying in bed I asked him to become part of my life.

Even though that nothing amazing I do tell people that it was an amazing story full of visions, hearing voices, and other lies that I really don’t feel that much shame about. I know it’s horrible but I am a compulsive liar so I really don’t fell any shame when I bend the truth and I don’t feel any shame when I tell someone a complete lie to save my own ass or to get them off mine. I’ve lied to my friends, my family, and complete strangers and I don’t really feel any shame.

I know it makes me seem like a horrible person but I assure you I’m not. People describe me to be a very generous person but again I could be lying to you right now, but why would my fist blog’s title be confessions? I wanted to make a blog where people could actually read my thoughts and my reasoning and understand what I’m going through. My accent is very distinct but because of my Latino history I tend to talk quickly and most people can’t understand me when I’m speaking to them but my words through paper do flow quite nicely.

Anyways, when I thought about making a blog the first thing I promised myself was to actually tell the truth rather than bend it or lie to you. It’s be a waste of my time to write about lies and try to make you feel I’m some amazing human being when I can’t really change your way of thinking. I’ve never really been any good at changing people’s minds and it won’t be any easier for me to try to do that when you can simply go to another web page or log off the internet and forget what you’ve just read.

So, yeah, my blog is all about confessions. I’ll tell you about my friends (who’s names I’ll change to protect their identities), about my life (which I assure you is quite amazing and interesting weather you believe me or not), and what’s going through my mind (which you will find has lots to do with sex and men).

In addition, I will be posting pictures of men: Lots of hot, sexy, I’ve-died-and-gone-to-heaven men. I’m completely boy crazy in every respect and I am attracted to so many men that I have a list (and I’m not lying here) of men I want to fuck down on paper. The list is 8 pages long, front and back, two columns of each side, with about 25 names on each column. That’s 800 names and guess what, the list is still growing. I’m on page 9 on the third column somewhere. If I ever finish it (which I doubt I will) I’ll post it.

Finally, In addition to my confessions and men I would jump in the sack with I’ll also be posting chapters. Like lots of famous people (Tim Allen, Chelsea Handler, Margaret Cho, etcetera) I want to put writing under my list of careers; so like those famous people I’ll be posting chapters about my semi-charmed kind of life (I know, that’s a song but my life really is semi-charmed). Anyways, on with my blog: Sexductxy!