When you're used to being one highway away from a close friend and being able to be there for him or her at all times, moving back home two hours away (Turnpike North to be exact) is a tough adventure.
Times get hard when distance is involved. Two lives that were once practically one are temporarily divided, only connected by communication, which isn't always constant. It's initially a painful and abrupt situation that can drain anyone. Luckily, not everyone must go through this.
But if you do find yourself in this situation, you need to remember that you must loosen the rope that you two are tied by. No longer so close that the extra rope dangles by your legs, the aforementioned "rope" is now taut by distance. But you need to remember that this isn't a game of tug-o-war, you can't keep trying to reel the other in.
Instead, think of it as belaying the rope for the other as he or she mountain climbs. You two need each other. Even though, physically, you aren't close anymore. Sometimes a couple easily understands this..sometimes one can't fully grasp this novel idea. But it's apart of growing pains. Growing pains that will turn into a grown relationship.
Just remember to loosen the rope. But never let it go.
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Memories
Anyone that has grown up as the youngest in the family has a unique perspective on life and cousins. Growing up (growing up includes the present..aren't we all still growing?), I was the youngest of 4 children, me, my sister, and two of my oldest cousins.
I have so many random memories of our childhood that it feels so great just looking back on them..but the feeling becomes sad when I realize that these memories are buried in the past. Yes, we'll have each other forever, but we all have our own lives now. We don't live a block away from each other anymore. And since my memory is infamously terrible, I'm gonna jot some down here so I'll never forget them. Well here are two fond memories that I shared with Erika, Dom, and Cezar. If I think of more and don't get lazy to write them, I'll make another post.
Blizzard of '96
I think this was the very first blizzard that I been through. I was only 5 at the time, but I have some awesome memories of that time. I remember the snow that my family was shoveling kind of formed a maze..at least it looked like a maze because I was like 3 feet tall! I remember having the time of my life just running through the snow, not being able to see over it, but still having immense fun. No worries.
I also remember that Dom and Cezar built a HUGEEEE snow fort and froze it with water. Considering I was a tiny little human being, to me, this was the most amazing snow palace that I ever encountered. It had little tunnels for me and Erika to run through, windows and turret holes (I think it did, maybe my imagination is running a little wild right now) for us to launch snowballs out of, and it was built on a hill, which made the scene look epic when me and Erika held down the fort while Dom and Cezar attacked us while running up the hill like mad men. This scene right here is probably one of my favorite ones to look back on. :)
The Fart Van
We all went to the same elementary school for maybe a year (?). Dom must've been in 8th grade, Cezar in 7th, Erika was in 3rd, and I think I was in Kindergarten. My mom or their mom would take turns driving all of us to school in the morning, St. John's in Bergenfield, and this fine morning's was my mom's turn.
So we pull up to the 7th and 8th grade building that's separate from the rest of the school. Dom gets out..and Cezar was second..but he was a little hesitant. And out of no where..my mom, Erika, and I all smell a disgusting, putrid scent just wafting in the van. By the time my mom realized who did it and before she could scold him, Cezar slammed the sliding door and was off to class. The bandit made off without any repercussions.
I have so many random memories of our childhood that it feels so great just looking back on them..but the feeling becomes sad when I realize that these memories are buried in the past. Yes, we'll have each other forever, but we all have our own lives now. We don't live a block away from each other anymore. And since my memory is infamously terrible, I'm gonna jot some down here so I'll never forget them. Well here are two fond memories that I shared with Erika, Dom, and Cezar. If I think of more and don't get lazy to write them, I'll make another post.
Blizzard of '96
I think this was the very first blizzard that I been through. I was only 5 at the time, but I have some awesome memories of that time. I remember the snow that my family was shoveling kind of formed a maze..at least it looked like a maze because I was like 3 feet tall! I remember having the time of my life just running through the snow, not being able to see over it, but still having immense fun. No worries.
I also remember that Dom and Cezar built a HUGEEEE snow fort and froze it with water. Considering I was a tiny little human being, to me, this was the most amazing snow palace that I ever encountered. It had little tunnels for me and Erika to run through, windows and turret holes (I think it did, maybe my imagination is running a little wild right now) for us to launch snowballs out of, and it was built on a hill, which made the scene look epic when me and Erika held down the fort while Dom and Cezar attacked us while running up the hill like mad men. This scene right here is probably one of my favorite ones to look back on. :)
The Fart Van
We all went to the same elementary school for maybe a year (?). Dom must've been in 8th grade, Cezar in 7th, Erika was in 3rd, and I think I was in Kindergarten. My mom or their mom would take turns driving all of us to school in the morning, St. John's in Bergenfield, and this fine morning's was my mom's turn.
So we pull up to the 7th and 8th grade building that's separate from the rest of the school. Dom gets out..and Cezar was second..but he was a little hesitant. And out of no where..my mom, Erika, and I all smell a disgusting, putrid scent just wafting in the van. By the time my mom realized who did it and before she could scold him, Cezar slammed the sliding door and was off to class. The bandit made off without any repercussions.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Random Thoughts: Nets Fans are True to the Game
The New Jersey Nets are a team with a history of such ill fortune that it's almost comical. In my recent memory, I've experienced two trips to the NBA Finals that coincided with the Lakers 3 peat dominance and the Spurs twin towers of David Robinson and Tim Duncan. I've experienced Kenyon Martin, Richard Jefferson, Kerry Kittles, and Jason Kidd get traded away due to a change of ownership. I've experienced the year that the Nets were historically terrible, losing 18 straight games to start the season, an NBA record, and finishing the year at 12-70. Horrendous.
To top it all off, the Nets are moving to Brooklyn in two seasons. The final stage of ownership ripping the hearts out of their fanbase.
Yet true fans remain loyal to the Nets. We've been through too many downs already that it would be foolish to give up on them. We have a new, revolutionary stadium being built for us, a billionaire owner (one of the richest owners, if not THE richest, in ALL of sports), and our next J-Kidd, Deron Williams.
We have a bright future but a dim present, contrasting from the Knicks bright present, and foolish future. If anyone knows me personally, they must know that I absolutely HATE the Knicks. It's so bad that I won't touch anything that has the Knicks' shade of blue and orange.
Let me list some reasons why the Nets future is better than the Knicks:
-We have the two hardest positions to fill set for the future in Deron Williams (PG) and Brook Lopez (C), although Brook plays a little soft for his position.
-Our best player, Deron, is unselfish and posts insanely high assist numbers due to his high basketball IQ and eye behind his head a la Jason Kidd. Compare this to the Knicks' two best players who are primarily scorers and nothing else, Carmelo and Amare. These two need the ball in their hands to be effective, minimizing teamwork which is necessary to win a championship, proven by this year's Mavericks.
-The Nets have significant cap space for the foreseeable future, an ace card for franchises right now since no one knows what the new CBA will look like. We can sign free agents who will be enamored with playing in Brooklyn with an elite talent like Deron Williams while also keeping our draft picks, role players, and starters. Compare this to the Knicks, whose top two players have max contracts which extremely limits the talent that the team can buy to surround them with. As a friend of mine once said, "the Knicks are Carmelo and Amare and the rest are D-League players." Of course this was a little sarcastic, but the Knicks do sport a terrible bench.
-The Nets now have the upperhand with management. I would've given this one to the Knicks had they retained Donnie Walsh, but now, what is going to happen with them? This is the man that turned EVERYTHING around for the franchise. And now he is gone.
-Iman Shumpert. Who?
Done with my rant for now. Just had a random urge to write something.
To top it all off, the Nets are moving to Brooklyn in two seasons. The final stage of ownership ripping the hearts out of their fanbase.
Yet true fans remain loyal to the Nets. We've been through too many downs already that it would be foolish to give up on them. We have a new, revolutionary stadium being built for us, a billionaire owner (one of the richest owners, if not THE richest, in ALL of sports), and our next J-Kidd, Deron Williams.
We have a bright future but a dim present, contrasting from the Knicks bright present, and foolish future. If anyone knows me personally, they must know that I absolutely HATE the Knicks. It's so bad that I won't touch anything that has the Knicks' shade of blue and orange.
Let me list some reasons why the Nets future is better than the Knicks:
-We have the two hardest positions to fill set for the future in Deron Williams (PG) and Brook Lopez (C), although Brook plays a little soft for his position.
-Our best player, Deron, is unselfish and posts insanely high assist numbers due to his high basketball IQ and eye behind his head a la Jason Kidd. Compare this to the Knicks' two best players who are primarily scorers and nothing else, Carmelo and Amare. These two need the ball in their hands to be effective, minimizing teamwork which is necessary to win a championship, proven by this year's Mavericks.
-The Nets have significant cap space for the foreseeable future, an ace card for franchises right now since no one knows what the new CBA will look like. We can sign free agents who will be enamored with playing in Brooklyn with an elite talent like Deron Williams while also keeping our draft picks, role players, and starters. Compare this to the Knicks, whose top two players have max contracts which extremely limits the talent that the team can buy to surround them with. As a friend of mine once said, "the Knicks are Carmelo and Amare and the rest are D-League players." Of course this was a little sarcastic, but the Knicks do sport a terrible bench.
-The Nets now have the upperhand with management. I would've given this one to the Knicks had they retained Donnie Walsh, but now, what is going to happen with them? This is the man that turned EVERYTHING around for the franchise. And now he is gone.
-Iman Shumpert. Who?
Done with my rant for now. Just had a random urge to write something.
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