Your Circle Of Friends Part 2

Part 1 http://thebestyouneverheard.blogspot.ca/2014/02/your-circle-of-friends.html

There are 7.3 BILLION people on this earth...yet a part of me wonders if I'll ever find that ONE right person for me you know. There are that many people on this earth...but some people don't have a real circle of friends they can chill with, be around, confide in and call their brothers and sisters. There are THAT many people in this world...you're not alone, whatever you're struggling with, no matter how painful or extreme is might be, you're not alone. That itself gives me so much comfort...to know I'm not the only one worrying about finding someone to spend the rest of my life with...I'm not the only one worrying about if I'll find a steady job...I'm not the only one worrying about the future and if everything will be okay. With that many people in this world...sometimes I'm just in awe and I'm really appreciative of the people around me. People able to just sit around and have conversations about nothing, about past experiences, about memorable moments. Lemme tell you...don't take your friends for granted...sometimes people get so caught up in wanting to expand their networks, meet new people, have multiple circle of friends...when they should be focusing on strengthening that one circle, that one brotherhood or sisterhood you call family. I'm the kinda guy who would rather have 5 close friends I can count on my hand...but I know everything about them inside out...then have 500 people simply know who I am or know what my name is. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for meeting new people and such...but never ever take for granted your circle of friends...and never ever forget who was, is and will continue to be there for you through tough times. I've never ever forgotten those people...and they'll always have and continue to have a special place in my heart. Seriously, go let your friends know how much you appreciate them. For every time they helped you out,comforted you, did you a favour...or were simply there for you when you needed them. Everyone has had tough time in their lives...and I'm sure at certain moments in your life, you went to certain people or certain people were there for you...I hold onto those moments and those people dearly...cuz it lets me know that they're there for me. Recognize who your real friends are...someone you see everyday, have casual conversations with, but don't really know anything personal about...I'm gonna bank that isn't the type of person who'll help you out in a time of crisis and that isn't the type of person you'd call for help. Versus someone you may not see very often...but you've known them for a while...you've perhaps drifted apart due to growth, but they've always been there when you needed them...and you know they'll continue to be there for you...despite how far you've grown...you still have that special connection. One last thing I just wanted to say is that friends argue...friends fight...they get into arguments, sometimes even physical fights...that's okay, that's how friendships grow. How you guys react and bounce back if you do says al lot about how good friends you were in the first place. Know who your friends, appreciate them, let them know how important they are to you. It's always nice to be appreciated, trust me.

Honestly, The Honesty Is Why The Game Love Us Part 2

Part 1 http://thebestyouneverheard.blogspot.ca/2015/01/honestly-honesty-is-why-game-love-us.html

Yesterday's post has been blowing up like crazy...and I'm very thankful for the positive response I've been getting. It's a good reminder for myself that sometimes,l you just gotta be honest, be yourself and speak from the heart. Sometimes, I don't post cuz I feel like I have no funny story to tell, no interesting thing to say you know...I'm like, no one wants to hear about my day or what's going on in my life or how 'I'm feeling. Yesterday was proof to me to just keep it real...people like that. I'll tell ya...sometimes, being honest is scary.In my mind, it's always like, what will people think of me...from random people who read my blog, to people I know, to even my friends. Sometimes it's hard putting personal thoughts out there...will I regret it, how will people respond, am I gonna offend people? One of my goals this year for this blog is to really focus on promoting it and trying to get it out there to the public... but as of late,I've been thinking...it still is one of my goals...but if this blog blows up, I always want to keep that sense of purpose and being real and being honest. I hope that wherever this blog takes me in life...I'll always remain true to myself and what I believe in.It's been a wild journey thus far and I can't wait to see what's in store for me next.

My Second Tattoo

For those who are interested...here's kinda what led to me deciding on getting another tattoo. Getting another tattoo was always an idea that was brewing in my mind, but never really became something that I thought would actually happen until the end of summer ish. There's no significant reason or event that prompted this, but I will say it is just a bunch of things in my life building up to a certain point you know. One being how slow summer was...and it wasn't really until I went to Cuba and also went to the cottage that I got to really reflect on the summer. I was really asking God why I was feeling what I was feeling. Summer felt really slow in a sense I didn't have much to do, but fast in a sense that the days went by hella quick. It wasn't until I was really by myself with my own thoughts, no phone or anything, separated from the world that I was able to just sit, be still and LISTEN to God.  And it was nice...this summer...was a real desert period for me...in a dessert, there isn't much going on but sand...and during the summer, I didn't have much going on, but sand. The tattoo that I got was the chinese symbol for faith. I know it's very generic, but for me...it was a reminder...to trust God and have faith in every circumstance...in times of trial, in times of triumph...and even in times of silence and desert, to be still and to listen to God. Aside from that, it was just a reminder to put everything I've been holding onto and worrying about into God's hands...school, graduation, teacher's college, the future, my brother, girls, relationships, friends, everything. Faith that my brother will one day know God, faith that I'll find a beautiful woman to marry one day, faith that all this studying and schooling will pay off, faith that the people I've invested time, effort and love into will come through for me, faith in the genuine goodness of people, faith that as hard as this life gets...that everything will be okay. One thing I went back and forth with was the placement of my tattoo...and of course whether to get it or not. All I'll say is...what started out as an impulse decision became something that I felt I had to do for myself. Now onto the placement of the tattoo...I had a friend who has a tattoo on his forearm as well and he just wanted me to make sure that I was sure I wanted it in such a visible place. His thing was people will judge you no matter what, no matter what it says or what it means or what it represents...some people will see a tattoo and associate it negatively, He then brought up the fact that I want to be a teacher...he wants to be a teacher too and I remember we've had conversations about how he wanted to possibly get it removed. That conversation made me really thing...about my future...and how people may perceive me. But the more I thought about it, the more sure I became about wanting to get the tattoo and wanting to put it in my forearm. After discussing it with many people, praying about it and even researching about it on forums...I knew it was something I wanted to do and I was positive I wanted to have it done on my forearm. If you're managed to make it this far...then this is the part where I'm going to be very transparent with you guys...and talk about something that isn't really easy to talk about and something I've been pretty self conscious about all my life. This is kinda where I go into my zone where I imagine I'm writing to myself because it helps me write freely with no boundaries. I have eczema...which is a skin disease, but I hate the word disease cuz it just sounds terrible...skin condition let's just call it. I don't look like you, I look different. Ever since I was a kid...I've been treated differently, looked at differently, picked on, excluded. I've been on both sides on the spectrum, been the bully, been bullied. I've come to terms with it that I'm different...and I always will be different...but the difference between the old me and present me...is I'm okay with being different. I'm okay with parents, kids, peers, people in general...looking at me differently, whispering behind my back, talking about me, that's cool, that's me. I'll never be the pretty boy who gets all the girls...and that's perfectly fine with me. Any ways, before I tangent too far....back to the tattoo and my friend telling me that people would look at me differently and would I be ready for that because he said I didn't seem like the kinda guy who wont that stereotype put onto me. The more I thought about what he said and the tattoo...but more sure I was that I DID want that stereotype to be put on me...I want people to look at me and see that I'm different, because I am different. Whether they wanna look at my tattoo and assume I'm a bad kid...or look at my skin and think whatever of me...that's cool...I want that burden on me...I embrace it whole heartedly because that's who I am, I can't change that. But for the people who are willing to look past my tattoo, my skin, everything...those are the people I wanna put effort into...those are the people I wanna surround myself with...those are the people I wanna have in my life. To be honest I don't really know where I'm going any more with this...all I know is I've said what I've said and a tiny part of me is hesitant to post this, but a bigger part of me knows it's gotta be done. To end on an interesting note...the gears are already turning for my next tattoo LOOOOL...definitely not any time soon, but a couple of ideas have already popped into my head haha.

My First Day At Elementary School

An early post...well earlier than I usually post LOL...that's because if you're lucky, there may be a very special post tonight, but knowing me and how lazy I am, probably not lol...all I'm gonna say is it depends how time works out. Any ways...so if you don't know, I wanna be a teacher and I'm very close friends with my old elementary school teacher, he's at a new school right now so I asked if I could volunteer and be his assistant like once a week cuz I'm still in school. So today was my first day and it was so nostalgic, tiring, sleepy, fun, entertaining and educating as well. Got up at like 6:40...I don't even get up this early for school LOL. They start school at 8 and end at 2:25....brah. So I just the whole day with him...and the classes he taught...the schedule went phys ed, geo, recess, math, math, lunch, english, english. It was real fun...I got to meet his homeroom and some other classes. I got to introduce myself and we had a pretty good talk about just who I was, my relationship with my teacher and how we got to where we are lol...fyi I've known him for 12 years...yep, that's how long it's been since I've been in grade 7. It was cool cuz I'm used to being in  Markham and my elementary school was like 89% asian kids...this school was like 5% asian kids. Majority was persian and russian kids which was super cool to see. It's a fairly new school, so most to all of the teachers are really young, which was really cool as well. There was this one British kid in the class and it was funny cuz in english they were reading this British play, so every time, my teacher would stop at a word and be like hey what's the British word for sweater or a girl who sleeps with a lot of men LOL. I was real nervous at first in gym class but my teacher told me to relax and just get in there so throughout the day I warmed up, became more comfortable and the kids welcomed me with open arms. It's gonna take some time getting used to being called Mr. Tham tho LOL. Can't wait to volunteer next week, but yo it;s tiring lol, getting up so early...I won't lie, there were some points when they were reading and I was at the back almost dozing off lol.

The Right Thing To Do, The Right Thing For You

First off, I know it's been a while lol...almost a week to be exact. Sorry about that, this week's been interesting, it's felt slow, but I guess I've had a lot going on. School started for me this week and just been juggling that with volunteering at an elementary school and chilling with friends here and there, time passes pretty quick and days pass without posts and here we are lol, sorry about that. Any ways...there's a lot to talk about, but thought I'd come back with an interesting topic that came to mind yesterday. I was at the gym with a friend like a looong while ago, last summer  or a couple summers ago...we were working out, waiting for this dude to finish with the pull up bar. He does, leaves and goes does his own thing. My friend and I go to the bar and I see her left his phone there and with hesitation or anything, I picked it up, told my friend that dude probably left his phone there...I saw him at the water fountain, went to him and at first he didn't hear me I guess cuz he had his music playing, so I tapped him and I was like hey man you left your phone there, he looked at me, didn't really smile or anything and was like oh wow, thanks man, I appreciate it, then I walked away. I went back to my friend and he was like that guy didn't look very thankful, he didn't smile or anything. I was like yeah...but he said thank you, so it's all good. Which made me ponder this thought...why do we do good deeds...do we do them cuz they're the right thing to do or because we want that gratification, that thank you, that reward or whatever. It makes me wonder why do we do things like give money to the homeless, give people directions, return lost things, help people carry stuff, anything...is it because it's the right thing to do...or is it because it's the right thing for you. Are you doing it to feel good, to look good, looking for a tip or whatever...it made me ponder that about myself when people ask me for help or when I see someone in need you know. The phone thing was definitely just the right thing to do...I've had things stolen from me and I know that crumby feeling and I would never wish it upon someone else. Just some food for thought for y'all, peace!

YA CHEATA

So this clip doesn't really have anything to do with the post, but I love the way Denzel Washington says CHEATA in this clip...LOL, which does have relation to what I'm about to talk about. So I know this guy...simply put, for quite some time, he dated a girl who had a boyfriend. That's as simply as I can put it. Now when I found this out...I was speechless, cuz I knew this dude...I couldn't believe it...that he'd do that, that she'd do that. This dude and the girl...they were seeing each other for a good couple of months and of course things happened...but this girl had a boyfriend...of like 5 YEARS. This guy was fully aware she had a boyfriend of 5 years...but he kept going We  had numerous conversations about this...he felt like a home wrecker, he knew what he was doing was wrong, but he kept doing it. This girl...has a loyal, faithful, good guy at home...and she's out here with this other dude, that I know. My heart broke for her boyfriend...I did some snooping and found out who she...and who he was...and dang...he looked like such a genuinely nice guy. But any ways...that brought me to what I'm about to talk about right now. There's 2 kinda sides here....ONE...what goes through your head that tells you it's a good idea to keep seeing and doing stuff with a girl who has a boyfriend of 5 years. Like the guy I know REALLY liked this girl despite knowing she had a boyfriend. Like bro...if she does that to her boyfriend,  how easily can she do that to you. TWO...what goes through your head knowing you've been with someone for 5 years to go hey...I'm gonna possibly throw that all away for some other guy. DAMN, THIS ACTUALLY GRINDS MY GEARS SO MUCH. I went off on this guy when he told me...like what are you doing...stop, slap yourself, take like 5 cold showers...what's wrong with you? To this girl...you don't deserve your boyfriend...slap yourself, shave your head bald, then go jump in a lake...dang. So after a good couple of months...the guy comes to me and tells me she broke it off cuz she felt bad and wants to be loyal to her boyfriend. GIRL IT TOOK YOU ALMOST HALF A YEAR OF CHEATING TO REALIZE THIS? And the guy was heartbroken...but like dude...she a trifling hoe...she's trouble, stop, red light, go take a cold shower. You know what pisses me off...she's still with her boyfriend...and I've seen him in person before...and I was THIS CLOSE to spilling the beans on everything...but it's not my business and there's no need for him to hear that as long as it's over and done with. But dang...I'm literally so confused as to what goes through someone's head that tells them it's okay to cheat on your significant other...or on the flip side...to be with someone who has a significant other. Dang...my blood is boiling...like I get there are reasons like boredom of your boyfriend/girlfriend, they aren't treating you right...whatever...but have the decency to break up with them first. And for someone who would date or mess with someone with a boyfriend/girlfriend...why...say you dated them, THEN they broke up with their significant other...how easily could they do the same thing to you...or not even that, just how paranoid would you become knowing she cheated with you and can easily cheat ON you. Dang man...it's a messed up world forreal...

The Ultimate Third Wheel

A third wheel is someone who is pretty much someone who goes out with a couple, in other words they are a cockblock, an annoyance. Everyone has been a third wheel or done some third wheeling in their lifetime...whether by accident, on purpose...whatever lol. I'm gonna share with you a time in my life when I was the ultimate third wheel to my best friend at the time LOL. Back in like grade 10, when I was super socially awkward...well I still kinda am, but you get the picture i'm trying to paint. I had this one really good friend and we had a lot of the same classes together and it just so happens we also had the same lunch together that no one else had. Any ways, so one day he got a girlfriend and I remember she was a real friendly girl and we were pretty chill together, but then again I was hella awkward. Shout outs to you if you're reading this and you remember when I used to see you in the halls and do little one finger salute thing LOOOOOL. Any ways, I just remember every lunch my friend and I would always go to the plaza and get food together. When she came into the picture, I remember they would go to lunch together and him being the good friend, he would always ask if I wanted to come...and me being the dude with no one friends, I would always say yes LOOOL. To the point where she would always ask me where he was cuz if he wasn't with her, he was probably with me. She was hella chill tho, she would always make fun of me for always being around him or being around him more than her LOL. So aside from chilling with them every lunch, when we could come back from lunch to the chill with time to spare before class, I would chill with them in the halls as well LOOOL. You wanna make it even worse too...I think I would chill with them after school too LOL...I don't know why I stayed after school, but he stayed cuz she was waiting for her ride...so I remember the school was pretty empty, some people there...and it was him, her and I just chilling on the stairs LOOOOL...hella awkward now that I think about it. So to my friend...I'm sorry LOL, to the girl...no idea how you put up with him doing that...and me being there LOL...you rock, sorry as well LOL.

The Beginning Of The Best You Never Heard

So I've told this story numerous times, but it's so fun to tell and this time I'll include all the details that I sometimes forget to mention. In high school, around grade 12, I had a friend who started a blog with his friend...and simply put it was a cool idea. They would share music videos, art, funny video and things that inspired them. My friend who started the blog....he wrote poetry as well and he rapped, I definitely looked up to him in that aspect, so I guess you could say I followed him in that step of starting a blog. Couple months later, they kinda stopped posting....and so did I for a couple of months...but I ended up resuming it because it was a cool thing to do. Fast forward 5 years later and here we are...still at it. Now for some interesting stuff...back then, my boy and I used to be super into R&B, specifically underground R&B and we would have a bunch of sites that no one knew about and we would always share dope songs with other people. One of those sites was http://thatgrapejuice.net/ and they had a segment called 'Best You Never Heard' where the guy would post like 5 songs usually that he felt were underrated and such. So I remember when I started my blog, I wanted something catchy....something dot blogspot dot com. My friend's blog was the beginning end and that sounded so cool to me...so I wanted something just as cool. So I decided to go with the best you never heard...I never thought it would become as catchy as it has lol.

Cottage 2015

Went away to a cottage this weekend with my parents and a bunch of their church friends. Lemme tell you it was super fun to just get away from everything. Yeah we had wifi and service, but for the most part, we were to ourselves. It was nice to be able to spend time with 2 of my really good friends and enjoy nature and the world. This weekend was beautiful///I spent so much time doing the one thing I don't know how to do...swim LOOOOOL, any ways, here y'all go.

Day 1
Woke up at like 8 and picked up my boy and it was like a 3+ hour drive to the cottage. We arrived at around 1 ish in Huntsville. We chilled around for a bit then decided to hit the lake. I don't know how to swim, so it was hella scary for me, used a life jacket the whole time. Went inside a kayak and my boys said there's no way I could fall so didn't change into my swimming trunks and kept my shirt on, low and behold I try to get in the kayak and it tips over and I fall into the water LOOOOL. Ended up kayaking for a short period then went back to change into actual clothes, then got into the water and it was so nice to be able to swim. My biggest thing is I can't float, so the life vest comes suuuuper clutch. We went on these like big surfboard kinda things and paddled to an island pretty far and chilled there for a bit with my 2 boys. I never knew you could have so much fun I the water, swimming around, kayaking, surf boarding, diving and like trying to tackle each other into the water. By the time we got back it was dinner time and we had BARBECUE. At night we just chilled in the lobby, board games and some good conversations. Tried to watch a movie but was too tired, fell asleep at like 2.

Day 2
Last day :(, woke up at around 12 ish and had lunch, chilled a bit in the lobby, playing board games and stuff. Went to the lake, went kayaking again except this time we went to an even further island and it was sooooo tiring on my arms and my back, but definitely faster than the surfboard thing. Rowing back, we chilled in the water some more doing dives and stuff off the platform. Afterwards we played volleyball with our parents and a few other adults. Back to the house for dinner, BARBECUE again!!!! Just chilling around now, playing board games and such again, man nature is so beautiful, the ocean, the trees, everything, so peaceful and calming. It's almost 1, going back home tomorrow, starting school in like a week. It's definitely bittersweet, but I'm ready for it. PEACE

What's The Worst That Could Happen?

In most circumstances, I'd like to think I\m very calculative...meaning I like to weigh out the possible outcomes of a decision before I actually make it or do it. If the action isn't worth the possible reaction it may get, I won't do it. So for example, if my friend pissed me off and I wanted to rant about it on my blog...I'd first think about it...what\s the worst that could happen, he could read it, get pissed at me and it would only escalate the situation. So now let's give you a real life example, yesterday I wrote a post about something that happened in my life and before I posted it...I weighed out the possible outcomes...she could post the conversation to everyone...this could start beef and she and her friends could go off on me...or nothing. Then I asked myself...am I prepared for the possible consequences..clearly the answer is yes considering the post is out and public. But that's how I like to approach a lot of situations and things in life...it helps you to be more prepared...when you ask yourself....if I do this...am I ready for whatever repercussions that might come my way? Just some food for thought...

Land Of The Snakes

One thing I get a lot is always is "how can you be so honest on your blog" or comments like wow I appreciate/admire how open and honest you are on your blog, it takes a lot of courage. Aside from the whole imaging that I'm talking to myself or writing in my diary, it definitely took a while to be COMPLETELY open and honest. Don't get me wrong, there are still some things that I don't share with you guys, but for the most part...I share most of my life with you guys...well the interesting parts at least. When I first started, I was definitely careful with what /I wrote....for image and reputation purposes and cuz I didn't want to get in trouble with my friends lol. But now, I've learned to be free as a bird...and my friends respect that...plus I would never purposely say something bad about them or whatever, this blog is just my life...my experiences...my thoughts...my heart. Any ways, that's enough of that. So let me tell you the story, then I'll explain myself.

So, what happened was I messaged this girl on facebook with the intentions of asking her out on a date. This is a girl I went to high school with, but it's more acquaintances than friends and I;ve never really spoke to her or had a conversation with her before...why I decided to message her and ask her out, well I'll get to that in a bit. So I message her and I say what's up and we have a conversation, we talk about things like movies and Justin Bieber, this was a week before I left to Cuba, so I was planning on asking her to chill before then cuz I didn't wanna wait till after I came back. The conversation was pretty slow and I could tell she wasn't too interested, she didn't reply to what I said, so I decided to leave it alone and not ask her out, end of conversation, but not end of story. Present day now, couple days ago...my boy was asking me about some stuff and pretty much brought up me trying to ask her out. I was like how'd you know, who told you...he goes...oh my friend told me that she pretty much put you on blast in her group chat. Now I'm not gonna say I know exactly what her intentions were by trying to do so...but there aren't that many logical explanations other than she was trying to get a good laugh, make me look stupid, show how hot or whatever she is that guys are tryna get at her or be like oh look at this guy thinking he has a chance with me.

NOW...I didn't feel the need to explain myself until I found out about this situation cuz the more I thought about it, the more i was like wow, I misjudged you completely. Now if you read this...know this is written out of it simply being an interesting and funny story LOL, not bitterness or anger. So this is for you...and a funny story for them. The difference between me and you is that you exposed me fully to your group of friends, with whatever intentions you had in mind. It's literally not a big deal for me because it was a normal conversation, I'm not embarrassed with anything I said cuz it's not like I was like HEEEEYYYY SEXY...or used some stupid pick up line, it was a regular conversation, so you showing your friends that affects me in no way, that added to the fact that I don't really care what your friends think or how they view me has me very content about this situation. It's just annoying because I thought you were a really nice girl, which is why I chose to message you in the first place. Now the explanation...you want to know why I messaged you...my friend and I were chilling one day and we decided hey...let's go on each other's facebooks, pick a couple of girls and the other dude has to message the, and try to get a date...simple as that...no hidden agenda, no nothing. I wasn't trying to pursue you as my girlfriend or anything...just a simple, harmless date, not even a date...we literally just wanted people to hang out with. You feeling the need to expose me to your friends is pretty lame. When I messaged you, I fully expected you to obviously tell your friends, but for you to expose me to a whole group of people...what's the point? Trust me when I say I've heard a good enough amount of stories about you to justify calling you a snake lol, I could share them on this blog, but it's not necessary and there's no point.

I know...the whole messaging random girls thing is pretty suss, and I'm sorry...this is what I get and what I deserve, no complaints. It's just interesting how snake people can be tho...and you should watch who you say and show what to because eventually, it gets out and comes back to the person you're talking about and makes you look bad. Well, that's just my little rant and story...at the end of the day, your opinion and the opinions of others don't really phase me...if they did, I wouldn't be as open as I am on this blog...if I really cared about what other people thought about me, I wouldn't be here writing this. That's the beauty of this blog...people like me, people don't like me, people love me, people hate me...but I'll still continue to do me regardless, be content with my life and know who I am and what I represent.