Friday, April 23, 2010

A Bathing Ape Spring/Summer Collection



In the words of my fav. rapper Curren$y, "I still rock Bapes, even though they almost got killed by fakes."






















BAPE never fails to put out some of the cleanest threads out..despite of the fact that it's rediculously high-priced...even one pair of socks are $20! Definitely still on my wish list for this year.










Friday, April 9, 2010

Everyone Has Flaws....

Earlier this week, a friend asked me what do i least like about myself. I thought about it for a bit, and only one thing could come to mind....my lack of self-confidence.
One of my biggest struggles in life was right there in my mirror.I keep aking myself why do i always tend to put myself down? I ask God to help me with it. I was always bombarded with the thought that I wasnt a decent looking dude, even though i would have somebody tell me that im handsome every now and then..but I never got the more flattering compliments like my younger brother got. I would always wish there was something i could do to change it.
That low self-esteem followed me even when i was in my teens. Adolescence is hard enough, but imagine having your own natural insecurities about your flaws, heightened by the negative reaction of others. My appearance began to depress me.
I realize now that everybody has flaws about them, even if it's not on the outside. Beauty is only skin deep. Now, I learned just to just love myself for who i am and never let the negativity get in the way.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

That Damn "L" Word


Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

Patrick Darrell