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Something I Wrote Today

January 10, 2009 at 3:07 pm (Uncategorized)

This might read as a little egocentric (not narcissistic).

Changes
I was looking over my old rants, writes, and “blogs” and for a second there I said to myself, “Damn I’ve been through some changes.” But then I had to stop myself.
If someone were to ask me back when I was a teen if I have ever changed, I would put my guard up, deny it, and defend my perception. I was too damn cool to change. I was born cool as fuck and I stayed the same since birth.

Fucking, cool.

Yeah Right kid.

Skin Deep

Hair
The first time I ever got “dumped” I decided to change the color of my hair. My best bud Erin and I drove the old Pontiac to the nearest JC penny where Keiko gave me auburn red streaks. I’ve tried a few more colors since then such as, red, red, auburn, red, blue which turned purple, I’ve tried bleaching it to a funky orange red pigment, then red again.

I would say yes, my hair has changed.

Skin
Before my parents separated, my parents drove us to the beach every weekend as a desperate attempt to keep the embers burning. It did not work. The only thing that burnt during those trips to the beach was our skins. That was when I experienced the worst sunburn of my life!
I had water bubble build up on my arms very much like bubble wrap and I could not sleep on my back. Of course, I am now triple my age then and my skin over the years has pealed, dried, showered (hopefully), soaped, wrinkled, and stretched to a point where that young sun burned skin has turned into dead cells and new freckles.

I would say yes, my skin has changed.

Teeth
“The worst case” said my orthodontist. I had bad teeth. It’s ironic because when I was younger I wanted retainers. Turns out I needed braces with springs! Springs attached to my k9 to help speed up the process of making room for my one rogue tooth. Oh, but the springs weren’t enough. They had to extract one molar from each corner of my mouth. Four molars! I had four holes on each corner of my mouth. This was extremely difficult coming from a culture that eats rice for every single meal of every single day. I felt like a hamster storing food on the corners of my mouth! I had to pick that stuff out!
Eventually my gums healed itself and my teeth straightened out. Because of the four lost molars my wisdom teeth came in early and painless.

I would say yes, my teeth have changed.

Eyes
Oh middle child sandwiched by two siblings who began wearing glasses at a young age. “You’re lucky” they said. “You didn’t get the bad eye genes.”
I already knew that was bullshit because both sides of my family have crappy eye sight. I figured it was inevitable that mine will soon deteriorate. It was just a matter of will I be near sighted like my dad, or far sighted like my mom.
I bought myself a PSP as a present when the thinner versions came out. I then got addicted to a game called Lumines. Lumines became the catalyst to my near sightedness.

I would say yes my eyes have changed.

Changes
As much as my physical self has changed, “I” have only grown.
My spiritual self, my soul, can only grow. It can’t change unlike my physical self which will become just like my sunburned skin, dead cell.

If someone were to ask me now if I have changed I would put my guard up, deny it, and defend my perception. I am too damn cool to change. I was born cool as fuck and I have stayed the same since birth.

Fucking, cool…