Big, Blonde, and B-E-A-utiful (Jan. 27)

Well I'm sad to say that today I won't be taking about much. Not a very exciting day. But that's how it normally is. So I have to make it exciting on my own so that I don't die of boredom.

Today I stayed after school to help stage manage the one act my drama teacher is taking to SAAF. It's called "The Most Massive Woman Wins". It's about four "large" women who are going to get plastic surgery and it talks about how their lives have been affected by their weight. From just a few rehearsals, this looks like it will be amazing. The four girls in it are great actors, excuse me actresses, and they put a lot of emotion into the parts. They themselves are not horizontally challenged, but I believe they can do a good job portraying them. And I'm not trying to offend anyone reading this, I myself am not skinny and ripped.

And this one act has a lot of meaning behind it. I mean this characters have lived difficult lives being the way they are, and it seems that plastic surgery is the only way out. As if I really need to say it, today's society is so bent on being picture perfect that we lose ourselves beneath all the stitches and silicone. It's sad when people have to worry so much about their image instead of feeling good about themselves.

I mean I get upset at my image lots of times. I'll admit I'm fat(with a fatty liver to back that up) though I prefer husky or chubby. Chubby sounds nicer though, not as mean. Anyways, I do look at myself and think "God who the hell is that? Why can't I have washboard abs and beefy arms?" It sucks being so different and constantly worrying about my weight. The thing is that I know I can change. I can always hop on the treadmill and lift a few weights, which I still do. I can lay off the fast food and eat more salads. I can accept that. But there are those times when I really don't mind about my weight. I can be just has happy as a another person and still be comfortable with the way I look. And I can make myself feel good and not worry about what the world has to say.

So what I'm trying to say is that we all have a choice. I'm not racking on others for choosing plastic surgery as a means of losing weight. And I know that it can be unhealthy and life threatening to be overweight. Yet it's their choice. But it should be their OWN choice, and not basing it off of what others say or what they see on another. I'm not blonde(or a chick) but if I do change my weight or don't, either way I'm comfortable with myself, not matter what anyone thinks.

I may not be making sense but I hope you all understand what I'm driving at. We all need to focus on being comfortable with ourselves and who we are, than changing to fit in with what is socially acceptable.

Anyways until tomorrow!
Damian

The One Place I Belong (Jan. 26)

Yeah yeah I missed yesterday, my bad. Can you blame a kid for having a lot to do? I guess you can... But on to other business.

Today was the 100Th day of school. And student council was setting up a DJ, obstacle courses, and free Eegees at both freshman and upperclassman lunches. But the thing that kept bugging me was "It's only been 100 days?!" I mean it seems like it should be the 175Th day or something. I never got an Eegee either so that really pissed me off.

Oh wait I'm sure many of you don't have a clue what an Eegee is, huh? Well here in Tucson, I think a few in Phoenix, we have a submarine sandwich shop chain called Eegees. It's a very popular eat out spot, but they're well known for their frozen slushy drinks. They have a variety of flavors like Pina Colada, Strawberry, Lemon-Lime, and so on. But oh my god you guys they are so delicious! If you ever come down here give them a try. You won't regret it.


So I haven't mentioned it on the blog yet, but a couple weeks ago I did the think I was terrified of doing. No, not give up soda silly. Quit the volleyball team. *gasp*

Okay so here's how it went down. It was Friday after school and there was supposed to be a boys volleyball meeting. I went of course because even if I didn't want to play I would still go to the meetings. It was to clear up some things about a tournament we were supposed to host at the school on Sunday. Well for a few days before that all I could worry about was how badly I wanted to get off the team and devote my time to theatre. Cause it was all in my head I thought about it over and over again. Ultimately I made my final decision and gathered up all my courage to tell my coach.

After the meeting I went up to him in private, and as we walked to his office I broke the news. I told him I felt that I needed to commit myself to theatre because I liked doing that more than volleyball. All I could think about was the onslaught that was about to engulf me. But the first thing he said to me was, "I could have told you that", with a grin on his face. Of course I'm still shaken up from breaking the silence but it took me off guard. I mean I knew he wouldn't kill me over it, but he seemed to take it really well. In his office he told me of course he was sad that I was quitting, and that the other guys would be too. He said to me he could tell my heart was in drama and that he wanted me to go for it. I actually almost broke down there because it was so unexpected. My coach can be an asshole, but inside he really is a good guy. He just doesn't show it too often.

So with that things finally seemed to turn around. My parents found out and were upset. Pops was actually more accepting of it than I thought. My mom is still trying to bribe me with things to make me play. She even said she would get me a Droid! But she meant the phone and not a robot. Dang.

But all in all I'm glad that everyone is actually allowing me to pursue my passion. Like in Lilo and Stitch, I'm finding the one place I truly belong. I could cry right now because I'm so happy. I'll save that for my drama scenes, which by the way, are being rehearsed for right now. SAAF(Southern Arizona Acting Festival) is next Saturday and I need to be ready. I wanna kick some butt! And of course have fun cause that's what it's all about right?
RIGHT??

Anyways until tomorrow!
Damian

Way Behind! (Jan. 24)

So for those of you who are even reading this right now, I know I've been really behind on this blog. I think I'm going on three weeks without posting. And I apologize. With looking up annoying scholarships and school work it's a little tough. And then there are those days I'm just a lazy ass and don't post. Whoops.

Well seeing as things are clearing up a bit I'm going to return to my regularly scheduled blogging. It's possible I might not do weekend updates, but I'll have to wait and see. Anyways this is just a quick bleep just to let you all know (Hello! Is anyone out there!) that I'm still alive and am gonna keep up this blog. Though my sanity seems to have the urge to kick the bucket. But I'll be there to catch it. Monday I'll start up once again. Here's hoping.

Until tomorrow!
Damian

Kicked out. Again. (Jan. 7)

Well we got booted out of the Little Theatre again. You want to know why? Because it's going to take some dude a week and a half to wax the floors. SERIOUSLY?? I think they should have done this earlier in the renovation process. I swear to God it takes workers like 70 years to build something nowadays. This traffic light near my house? Took 3 months to put up. I would think it would take at the very least a month, maybe a month and a half, to re-pave the street, plug in some lights and bam.

I know I'm being unfair and rude to the workers who do these things. But I'm just fed up with pushed back construction schedules!

My school got a new gym, one smaller than the older one we have. That thing took practically a year to build. True that's something that isn't easy to set up. It's not Legos or Lincoln Logs. And I know problems come up. But when a school on the North side of town gets the exact same gym and has it up and running in 6 months, what does that tell you? Sorry to rant. It's just annoying to finally be in an excellent acting space, only to be kicked back into a dinky classroom. Calm yourself Iago... I mean Damian. Huuuummmm. Huuuuum. OK, little better. *Rubs bridge of nose in annoyance*

Besides such nuisances, today went fairly well. Almost got my iPod taken away by our assistant principal. The jerk one, who from what I hear used to, or still does, drugs. But who knows. Cholla and my school district are wack as hell. Luckily he let me off with a warning. But I can't help it! Music helps my day flow better. And gives me something to think about.

Had that doctors appointment today and man am I in trouble. I thought my triglycerides were bad, but I had no idea how bad. I think the norm is 210 or something around there. Guess what mine were? Like 358. I know. CRAP. And my cholesterol was nothing to cheer about either. He almost assigned me cholesterol medicine! That really scared me. And of course he suggested diet and exercise. In the past I've watched what I ate and with volleyball I had some regular sweaty time. But recently I have been naughty and just eating whatever the hell looked good.

So seeing as this is barely the start of a new year, I am making a pledge. Let it be written here. I promise to eat better foods; oatmeal, veggies, less soda (I can't give that up completely sadly). I will plan to work out three times a week, since I am planning to quit volleyball. I need some sweaty time. Because in all seriousness, I don't want to die before I should. I want to live a happy and long life, get married, see the world, have kids, get wrinkles, and not die a virgin!! So I am taking this to heart and really making the necessary changes to become a healthy person. And hopefully lose my round gut.

Although I'm supposed to start taking fish oil pills. Yuk.

Until tomorrow!

Damian

Quickie (Jan. 6)

Well today was once again a little boring. I took my sister to get her hair colored, which took two hours. I mean do you hate when you get dragged along to a hair appointment and you sit there and read magazines for what seems like forever? All there was was Seventeen, Vogue, and Esquire which are not the most interesting of magazines. It's really just a picture book for teenagers and 20 some year olds. A full page picture of someone standing in an awkward position wearing some expensive clothes. And don't get me started on the billions of perfume and cologne ads. I guess people like to read, or should i say look and smell, that stuff. I'm just saying.

In other news, my Drama class FINALLY was allowed to move into our old Little Theatre. Well now it's actually our newly renovated Little Theatre. That's because their company decided they wanted to redo our entire Auditorium and Fine Arts building which was in desperate need of a face lift. Especially the Little Theatre, which by the way was where we had our Drama classes last year until we had to momentarily relocate to a small, closet of a classroom. Thank God we're out of that horrible place.

So besides removing this weird wheel thing that hung above the stage, the entire place got repainted, a new sound and light board added, and awesome new stage lights. Which are FABULOUS!! Now our stage looks like an actual stage! And hopefully this means we can put on some great shows these coming months. Though I have no clue what that is.

Anyways that's all I've got for today. Need to take a hot shower and relax. Have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and get taken out of school early. HELLZ YA! Just kidding. But I guess my triglycerides and cholesterol are high and I'm gonna get scolded for not eating healthy and exercising. Which is completely true and I need to make some lifestyle changes ASAP. So off to bed now. Good night all you readers! (If any of you are really there)

Until tomorrow!
Damian

Slow News Day (Jan. 5)

Well today wasn't very exciting to say the least. I mean besides from almost falling asleep in all my classes, school was hardly interesting. This is likely due to my unnatural sleep pattern I got used to over the break. I try honestly I do to go to bed early! It's just my body won't shut down. But anyways.

My English class is watching Hamlet after reading it in class last semester. I have to say it's a really interesting story. How one man's desire for power ultimately drove him insane. Uh what was that quote again... absolute power corrupts absolutely? Yeah that's it. True no matter the person. And that could go for anything really. If you have too much of something it can overwhelm you. For example money or love. I say love because you can love someone so much that you eventually are consumed by it and that's all you ever do or think about. Kinda scary don't you think?

But I guess that's people for ya.

And I know this may sound kind of strange, but I find humans quite interesting. Not like I'm some kind of alien going around abducting people and probing them. I'm not THAT weird. But just how it seems how far we've come. I mean look around at your everyday life! Looking at things from a different perspective really makes life amazing. How we move, talk, walk, pop, lock and drop it. Crazy. It might be odd coming from me but that's just the way I think. Sometimes I kind of feel like a philosopher! HA! Maybe I'm John Locke reincarnated. The real philosopher, not the bald paralyzed guy who was on that island. Though he is a bad ass I must say.

Anyways I'm out for today. Making myself not fall face first onto the keyboard. And my hands are really dry right now. I feel like I'm withering away! *Lotion appears on my shoulder* "Don't worry I'm here to keep you smooth and moisturized!"
HUZZAH


Until tomorrow!
Damian

Stressful Situations (Jan. 4)

So today marked the return to school after a two week Winter break. Getting up this morning was no easy task. Luckily the school day went by pretty quick. However, there was a boys volleyball meeting after school which sucked ass. I'll get into that who ordeal in a later post.

Ah you know what? What the hell I'll just explain it now. I did this in my old blog and I ended up making it like four posts long which was really stupid on my part. So instead I'll just post a brief summary.

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So ever since my first year of middle school(6th grade, I have played on my school's volleyball team. Once I went on to Cholla High School I kept playing up until my junior year. It was mostly my parents who wanted me to play and I enjoyed doing it because it was fun and I had something to do. On the side I would be in clubs, play in tournaments, go to volleyball camps, and play on my parent's sand team. I made a bunch of friends and had a good time.

However, I soon began losing interest in the sport. Mainly because it seemed to take over my life. Every day of every week seemed to be volleyball and I didn't like that. It was overwhelming. But I soon found interest in acting and singing. I took a few choir classes in middle school and really enjoyed them. We even went to Disneyland in '05 and performed on the Plaza Pavilion. Though only like four parents and a couple wanderers watched. And I dropped the cane I was using for the performance, which it then rolled under the bleachers we were standing on. So this left me to use an imaginary cane for the rest of the show.

Still the experience was amazing and I began to like performing on a stage. During my Sophomore year I took a musical theatre class and my love for the stage just grew. I was able to come out of my shell and really be myself. Last year, my Junior year, I took part in some after school shows and took an advanced drama class which is the same class I am taking this year.

This is where things get crazy. Because I was so eager to perform in the after school shows I made the choice to quit the volleyball team. Of course my family, friends, and coach were all shocked and disappointed in me. And that's something I hate to do. Let people down. I felt bad, but at the same time relieved that I made the decision that would make me happy. Instead of worrying about what others wanted me to do, I chose to join drama and have fun.

Now it's Senior year. Everyone and their mom has been asking me "Are you playing volleyball this year Damian?" "Ready to kick some butt?" And me being me I just go along and say that I am. It's true I've made some promises saying that I would play and at first i was going to uphold them. But there is this yearning in me that just wants to screw everyone and continue with drama. Because that's something I can actually see myself doing as a career.

So as the season gets ready to start up, its seems that the stage is setting up for something big. I talked to my good friend Georgia today and told her about the whole situation. She pretty much said that as much as we talk about it, I always end up in the same position. Following everyone's orders and not pursuing what I want.

That's when I had an epiphany(SAT word and Sweeney Todd song).

Instead of just sitting around writing and crying about my problems, I just need to grow a pair and tell everyone off. It'll hurt letting down my friends and family, but if they can't accept my decision to quit volleyball again then they need to get a clue. It's ultimately my decision and what I want to do is my choice. Because I don't want to play volleyball anyone. I want to act and sing because I enjoy doing it. I love everyone for trying to do what's best for me and helping me out, but if they really want to show they care for me, than they need to let me do what I need to do.

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Sorry for making the blog post so long. I kind of get carried away when it comes to this. Guess it didn't end up so brief ha ha. Anyways when I do make the move to tell everyone I'll let you all know. But until then, only Bon Jovi can really express my thoughts.

"It's my life, it's now or never. I ain't gonna live forever. I just wanna live while I'm alive. Its. My Life."

Until tomorrow!
Damian

New Blog (Jan. 3)

Ok so first off I just want to say that I had a blog before, but I eventually stopped posting on it and screwed up my original intention for the blog. So with a new year I'm gonna start fresh and decided to make a new one.

The main purpose of this blog is to chronicle my life(get the title?) and just my daily events. It's mainly so that I can commit myself to doing something each day and also just helps me to get my thoughts down. Because I know bottling up stuff can be bad and I don't want to fizz over. So be warned because I might write some pretty emotional stuff on here. But it won't be all sad, gushy stuff. Hopefully I can make the blog funny and crack a joke once in a while. But God knows I suck at being humorous.

Oh goodness where are my manners, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Damian Garcia. Really my first name is John, but to me that's such a normal name. If you're reading this and your name is John I'm not hatin' but it's just my preference. Anyways, I live in Tucson. One could call it an oasis, while another may say it's a boring dirt pit. But I still enjoy it here.

I don't want to make the first post too lengthy so I'm gonna end it now. If this is your first time reading this(you one person), please help spread the word for me! I don't have many connections and would love some readers. I'll do my best but any assitance will be appreciated.

I'm hoping this will be a daily blog, but that's what I said my last one would be and look what happened to it. But I cross my heart, hope to die, stick a needle in my eye promise I'll do my best to keep it up and running. Though I won't harm myself to do so.

School starts back up tomorrow and I'll need all the beauty rest I can get. Because going to sleep at three in the morning is going to come back and bite me in the ass.

Until tomorrow!

Damian