may the odds be ever in your favor



I can't remember the last time I actually finished a book.
Let alone devote an entire night to reading a book.
Let alone read without falling asleep within 14 minutes.

People consistently resound with high praise for "the hunger games" and its ability to catpure them unexpectedly. it's like a ninja stalking you. one minute your walking through a forest, unsuspecting, and the next, your head is rolling around like a soccer ball.

I had no idea what I had started before it was too late. I had stepped into a web of despair that only frees you after you've finished it.

After stumbling upon the trailer on reddit, i finally had a decent visual representation of it. and this was the gateway. the freaking trailer. i instantly scrambled to the nearest bookstore after work (only barnes and nobles left, gg borders) and scooped up a copy. 
i had to know how the games played out. i needed to hear it from the author without reading wikipedia or reddit to spoon feed me the answers. i didn't want this to be ruined.

I asked Ollie "out of 10, what is it?"

she replied "10"

are you joking me?! A 10!?

lets be real, this book give me a paradigm shift, but as far as entertainment comes from books, it was straight crack.  
and yes. she was right. it was a 10.
therefore any book that is a 10 from Ollie = insta-crack addiction (according to a sample size of 1)

but don't let the limited sample size fool you, Ollie knows her crack

socal- born and raised.



one thing i've cemented in my mind from being in hawaii:

knowing my roots...

we go all around the island, and they take us as locals, but we're not.
it's flattering. but i can't take that credit away from true locals.
i'm from the mainland.

&growing up, i always wanted to be from here. have fam from here.
to be part of the culture and the people. basically, to identify with hawaii.
but-
i didn't have fam here. i only vacayed.
i wasn't part of the culture or people. just knew friends.
i knew hawaii as a destination, never as home.
that's not who i am.

i mean, if you're an islander, then you're an islander. lucky you. serio :)

but for me, i'm not. and that's what it is.
i'm not gonna front like i am.
i can't, cuz it's not who i am.
i wish, but i'm a kid from socal, who grew up in anaheim.
&i'm thankful for that.
cuz that's who i am.

i mean, I LOVE IT HERE, i really do. cuz FREAK! there's so many awesome laid back chill people.
everything is slower.
the beach is amahzing.
the food is...well...it's awesome.
they have shaved ice. all day everyday. x_X

but like anything in life...the grass is always greener...or the beach is always sunnier on the other side.

and to be honest, i wouldn't trade anything for my life, friends, and fam back in cali.

i've been way too blessed.
i've been given it all.
i wake up everyday thanking God for it all.
&that's real talk.