Tuesday, November 29, 2011

That Was One Hot Meal!


When it comes to cooking, they tell you to watch over your food, so it won't burn. They never tell you that if you leave the utensils in the hot dish, it'll heat up so much, when you touch it, you'll get third degree burns.

No one told me about this. I had to find out about this the hard way.

One night, I was in the kitchen, cooking corn and rice. I had too many exotic meals that I read from multiple recipe books. So it felt good to eat something for once. The rice cooker was almost done. The corn and smoked sausages were almost completely heated up. I was so ecstatic. 

Around the same time, I was writing an essay entitled "What A Halloween Surprise!". So I decided to multitask and finish writing it while I was cooking. I got so distracted finishing another page, I forgot that I left the fork I was using to stir the food in the pot. The fork eventually drowned to the bottom and I had knowledge of it.

A half hour had passed and the food was ready. I unplugged the rice cooker and I turned off the stove. I grabbed a large spoon and began putting some of it on the plate. While I was putting the corn and sausages on my plate, I felt something solid at the bottom. I raised the spoon and there was the fork right there. I then grabbed the fork and that's when my realization kicked in.

The fork was so hot, it burnt my hand, thereby making me jump one step back. Due to that, I accidentally dropped the plate and the food landed on my foot. The volcano hot food landed on my foot, thereby burning me even more. I freaked out and ran towards the deep freezer. I opened it and then stuck my foot in it. The pain went away within seconds, but I was probably seconds away from getting frost bite.

I have paying attention very close attention to utensils ever since then.

Monday, November 28, 2011

Humans Can Fly...So I Thought


Growing up, I was a huge fan of comic book characters that fought crimes. It was the best memories of my life. I grew up thinking that humans can fly. After all, when I grew up around Spider-man, Harry Potter, Batman, Superman, Iron Man, and many others, I began to develop that mentality that humans can fly.

One day, I decided to see if it was true.

My parents dropped me off at my aunt's apartment while they went out to go do whatever they went out to do. I was five years old at the time. She lived on the second floor of the complex. My aunt had this walkway outside her side window. I wouldn't call it a balcony, but it was large enough for anyone to walk on. It was big enough to fit five people.

All of a sudden, I got an automatic flashback about going forward with my theory that humans can fly. When I saw that walkway, I found an opportunity ready and waiting. I got up on it and my realization finally came with results.

I jumped off the walkway and landed on my stomach in a pile of dirt. It wasn't until two seconds after crashing that I started to cry like a little baby. It really hurt for a small kid. The only good news about the whole situation was that I realized that humans can't fly.


Sunday, November 27, 2011

The Future Forward| Never Settle For A Good Enough Relationship


One of the lessons I've learned from being single for a year is that I never have to settle for a good enough relationship. You know what I'm talking about when I say good enough relationships.

When it comes to being with someone most people are scared to be alone. Some are extremely dependent on being in a relationship. They don't want to live the single life for too long. They really want to be with someone. Due to that, they settle for a good enough relationship. It's a relationship where you know it's not going anywhere, but you choose to stay in it because you don't want to be by yourself.

It's actually much worse than a dysfunctional relationship.

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Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Rachet & Clank: Up Your Arsenal Will End Tonight


I've never had a more frustrating time over a video game that I had with this one last night. It was utterly insane and I haven't even beaten the game yet.

In Rachet & Clank: Up Your Arsenal, there is a final battle between you and Dr. Nefarious. I still believe this is the best game in the entire franchise. I am still adjusting to the future trilogy. There's just nothing like playing the ordinary. To be honest, I've only played the first two games in the series. I never truly played the last one. Then when I saw it at Game Stop a month ago, I just knew I had to have. I bought the game and been playing it to the end ever sense.



Now I am finally towards in the end of it, and it's a complete pain in the ass. I have been dying and trying at least eight times when it comes to defeating Dr. Nefarious. I've spend so many hours after midnight trying to waste this guy, and they've all failed miserably. Every time when his health is inches away from reaching 0, he finds a way to kill me.

I stopped playing last night because it left me hot and bothered. My hands were sweating. My fingers had tiny red marks on them because of the numerous times I was pressing the buttons. This fictional character wore me out.

But this isn't over. Not by a long shot. My entire night is set for this occasion. Dr. Nefarious is going down and I will finally reach the end of Rachet & Clank: Up Your Arsenal.

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

I Miss Writing Fan Fiction


A few of my old high school friends are aware that I was one of those people that was writing fan fiction during my sophomore year. It was an after school hobby of mine. It was my escape from the drama that was high school.

One day after class, I was talking to my high school friend Henry. Henry was an aspiring video game creator and he showed me this amazing idea he had for his own video game. Then one day, he began telling me that he writes fan fiction on the website. Metal Gear Solid is his favorite series and he would come up with so many ideas for sequels. I wish I recorded every idea he told me. You would be surprised what he came up with. It was magical.

He convinced me to write fan fiction. He told me that it would not only help me improve my writing, but I could also be able to write down my own ideas for free. Growing up, I was a huge fan of Pokemon. I still am, but it was addictive during my childhood years.


My favorite Pokemon to this day is Umbreon, which is the evolved form of Eevee if he involved at night. With Henry's advice, I wrote a fan fiction story entitled "The Adventures Of The Eevee Clan". I had this idea about all of them going on adventure to save the world of Pokemon. The trainers were always doing it on the show. I felt like it was time for the Pokemon to do it all by themselves.

I wrote all it down in a week and I posted it on a fan fiction website the next. Most people praised me for my stories, which boosted my confidence by 1000%. I don't remember what website it was because I wrote under a pseudonym, but I do remember being happy writing those stories.



I wrote multiple stories in one year. I don't know why I stopped, but I'm happy to be back on it. I'm writing an Ed Edd n Eddy: Twenty Years Later fan fiction screenplay based on my all time favorite cartoon series. I'm not making it crazy habit writing fan fiction. It just feels awesome getting back to doing this other part of my life that made me happy. Below is the intro to Ed, Edd n Eddy if you guys don't know the show.

Addict of Fiction: Are You A Game Leveler Or Ender?


When it comes to the game industry, there are two types of gamers. Throughout my years of playing, I came to this realization when I was playing close attention to the people around me.

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Tuesday, November 15, 2011

I Hate Making Mistakes


Nobody is perfect. It's the one sentence you hear everyday. If they tell you that they are perfect, they are absolutely wrong. There is something going on under that rug. They just don't want to tell you.

I, on the other hand, despise that word. Every time the word "perfect" comes out of someone's mouth in a positive or negative way, I will just turn the other way or cuss the other person out. It just sounds like a word that shouldn't have existed in the dictionary at all. Just because a person doesn't meet your expectations, doesn't mean you have to force this so called perfection on them. It's ridiculous.

Even though no one is perfect, I do at times beat myself on the inside, trying to fit that nonexistent category.

I am one of those people that doesn't like making mistakes. I try my best to never ever make any of them. It's not regarding any particular things. No matter what I'm doing, I try my best not to make any mistakes. I think it's somewhat of an emotional thing. But either way, it's a daily struggle with me.

I am very observant over everything around me. That's one of the greatest gifts of being a writer. We pay attention to every single detail. We make sure nothing gets left out. And because of that, I make sure everything is put together nicely. In the beginning, I feel confident over whatever it is I'm doing. There is nothing that's going to upset me.

Then unexpectedly, one or possible two mistakes are being addressed to me. It's just a simple stuff that can be fixed in just a few seconds, but I feel completely upset on the inside that I didn't catch it. I thought I had my eye on everything, and it turns out that I missed a few things. You may not be able to tell by looking at my face, but I'm completely mad myself. I am beating myself up on the inside repeatedly. I'm not going to do anything distructive physically, but I am emotionally beating myself up. It's a sad thing to hear, but I'm not going to lie, saying I don't let the little mistakes I make affect me.

Nowadays, I am beginning to adjust to the fact that no one is perfect. It's still a struggle, but I am doing my best to overcome it. I guess that's what it means being an imperfect human. Life is truly something unexplainable.

Monday, November 14, 2011

Addict of Fiction: Should The Three Hedgehog's Do An Adventure Game Together Again?



I know I’m not the only person that’s been thinking about this when it comes to these three hedgehogs. Just looking at this picture makes me think about this possibility.

The last time we’ve seen these three hedgehogs together in an adventure was 2006′s “Sonic The Hedgehog” game. Even though the game was awesome, I still feel like the creators didn’t do their stories justice. It was one random event after the next. It was so hard for me to keep up with each of their storylines. That’s what turned me off about the game.

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Saturday, November 12, 2011

The Future Forward: Abs and Penises Aren't Enough


Everyone knows that it's kind of a turn on to see a half naked photo of men showing off their abs, and possibly what's going on inside their pants. Sex is a major part of our everyday lives, and we express it in more ways than others. For some, it's a way of showing liberation and confidence. Here is someone that is incredibly confident about their body, they are not afraid to show it off. Whether it's a picture or a video, that's great.

For me, I respect anyone who is that confident in him/herself. But what happens when you realize that's the only things you got?

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Friday, November 11, 2011

I Do Believe In God, But I Don't Follow Any Religion


I know I'm not the only person that has gone through something like this, but I'm telling this story for people who are slightly confused.

Growing up, I never was a religious person. Even till this day, I am not that person. I was never forced to follow a particular religion. I would sometimes be in church, and wonder when it was going to end. I wanted to have a close relationship with God, but I didn't want it to be forced on me. My spirituality was my own journey that I had to embark on my own.

As I began studying religion in my classes, I kept on wanting to run the other way. There was this one particular time when my teacher asked us which religion would we follow. Some picked Catholicism, Baptism, Christianity, etc. When the question was directed to me, I couldn't answer them. I told them to give me some time. It was truthfully an excuse to keep the question away from me. Because to be honest, I couldn't pick a religion due to me not being a religious person.

The questions returned to me during my teenage years. My spirituality was being put to the test. There were numerous moments when I thought I was an atheist. I seriously had those thoughts brewing in my mind. I didn't jump to the conclusion about becoming that. However, there was a time when I was wondering if spirituality truly exists.

I don't know what day it was, but I do remember a moment when I realized that I shouldn't have had all of those questions in my head. All I had to do was ask myself this one question.

The question was "Do you believe in God?"

I answered "Yes" without second guessing it.

I do believe in God, but I chose not to follow a religion. From my perspective, it turns out to be a good thing. Because when it comes to religion I realize something. You can't follow one religion without angering another one in a process. It's a shame realization, but that's true.

Now that I look back, I completely understood everything. I understood why I was questioning my spirituality for quite a long time. I do pray, meditate, and send letters to God every so often. That's how I continue my relationship with him. Is my relationship with him still a struggle? It honestly is, but I'm strong enough to admit and concur it.
I do believe in God, but I don't let a religion define me.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Some Friendships Are Meant To End


The one thing I am not good at is removing people from my life. Growing up, I was bullied in school since I first walked in those halls. I was a nerd with glasses, braces, tight clothes, and no Southern accent at all. I was born and raised my whole life in New Orleans, but I was born with a proper accent. That's how I speak fluently. But still, all of those differences about me was something that no one didn't understand, and the best way for them to get rid of me was to treat me like a nobody.

During the time, I did manage to make some friends. Once that happened, I began to develop something like a co-dependency problem when it came to my friends. For most people, it's relationships, but mine is friendships. I became very needy in having friends. The fact that someone loved me as a friend inside and out, I wanted to spend more time with them. I wanted to treasure every single moment I had with them.

Then there came the time when frenemies kicked in. People who will be your friend, but hurt you as well. It does happen to regular friendships, but it's not on purpose. Frenemies are those that hurts you on purpose, and doesn't care how emotional it made you feel. I've had to deal with both of those issues. Frenemies and my co-dependency problem with friends.

When you realize at some point in your life that your friendship with one or more people has run it's course, the most logical thing to do is to end it. That's something I kept forcing myself not to do. Even when it came to the people that I knew was hurting me. I wouldn't let them go and I still treated them like a friend. There were moments when I got down on my knees and begged some people if I could hang out with them. I took a few more emotional hits, which were very lethal because I am an emotional person. Ranging from friends to frenemies, ex's to acquaintances, I took a bunch of hits because I didn't want to remove anyone from my life.

Then one day, I remember sitting on the couch, having a conversation with myself. Yes, I do talk to myself on a daily basis. I was crying like a baby and feeling sick to my stomach. Something in my head said "Roque, you know it's not worth it. It's time for it to end." Of course, I kept on fighting back. My mind was battling itself in a deadly brawl. But then I eventually realized it was right. I realized that maybe there are some friendships that are meant to come to an end. No friend in this world is worth crying for consistently.

So that's what I did the next day. I had to let go of a few people. Some of them removed me from their lives in the process. As hard as it was, I began to feel a little better. The emotional pain stopped coming back and I was able to move on. If I'm going to be brutally honest with you guys, I have to admit that it's still an ongoing battle. I'm only twenty years old, and my inner circle is still expanding. I love being with people. I am a very humble person. I just have to know who my real friends are.

Are there fake friends living among me? I'll never know until the true colors come out. Well I'mma go.....coffee at 2:33 a.m. That can't be good!

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Woke Up In A Ghost Town


Even though I am a high school graduate, there is one thing about the system that continues to bug me. It's the fact that you got to wake up incredibly early in order to get there at 8 a.m. You know how it goes everyone. For some people, you live far away from your school, and has to use public transportation in order to get there. You wake up at 6 in the morning, hoping to get dressed, grab a snack, and catch that bus by 6:30. Then you ride there to the end of your destination at possibly 6:45, and you have five minutes to run and catch another bus at your second destination.

That's what I was dealing with. Now that I am out of school and look back at some of my transportation stories, I call it bonafide ridiculous.

One morning, I woke up at what appears to be 6:00 a.m. My eyes were very blurry, but I didn't care. It wasn't one of my best weeks. I had one exam that was going to happen on Friday. I have been studying like a maniac while still finishing six homework assignments every night. I only slept for three hours at that point. I was truly exhausted.

So I got up, brushed my teeth, put on my uniform, and was out of the door faster than the Road Runner on The Looney Tunes Show. When I walked outside, it was quiet and dark as a ghost town. I didn't hear any cars driving by. I didn't hear any footsteps. The moon was still bright. It was very weird to me.

Then I walked over to the bus station, waiting for the upcoming bus to arrive. There wasn't a single car driving around. It was incredibly weird. Normally, when I walk up, morning traffic would going on right in front of me. Once I noticed there weren't any cars around, I quickly checked my phone to check out the time.

I turned it on and found out that it wasn't 6:30 a.m. It was 3:30 a.m.

The lesson here everyone is that they need to the school systems need to change their times to start everything. Because 8 in the morning is just too freaking early.

Monday, November 7, 2011

Addict of Fiction: Should Silver The Hedgehog Have His Own Spinoff Game?


Before I stopped playing “Sonic Unleashed”, one character couldn’t escape from my head. As much as I love Sonic, I began to fall in love with Silver the Hedgehog faster than I did with Sonic. There’s just something about Silver that intrigues me. I like his entire storyline when he was introduced in “Sonic The Hedgehog” years ago.

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Saturday, November 5, 2011

The Future Forward: More Male Stories Need To Be Told In Literature


This is something that has been on my mind for a long time now. As a writer, I can't help but think about this subject on a daily basis. Now that I am working on my own projects, this is beginning to come up in my head surreptitiously.

Aside from going to cafes and beach houses, I love going to libraries. I love walking around, seeing constant pieces of literature hanging on the shelves. From one writer to the another, it's just amazing see the work of numerous writers. It's not just something great to look at, but it's also a reminder for myself. It reminds me everyday of who I am and what I want to see in the future. I'm still waiting for that day to come when I see my first published book on a shelf somewhere. It just gives me happiness mentioning something like this.

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Thursday, November 3, 2011

I Almost Smoked A Joint


There are two things about me that everyone is aware of.  1) I'm not a smoker. 2) I have too much natural energy.

I am not on any medications. This is natural energy. I am always positive and jumping all over the place every day. This is just me. I am a happy-go-lucky person. But apparently, some people are turned off by it. I remember having a conversation with an old friend of mine, and he just couldn't believe it. He thought there was some sort of inner devil inside me. He just couldn't believe that someone like me is smiling all the time.

So he called a friend of his and decided to bring a few joints to the house. He said he was going to make smoke weed.

"Why?" I asked him.

"I'm going to make you calm down," he said. "You're too active. I can't handle being around something like that. Trust me, once you smoke this joint, you'll calm down."

The best friend came over and they forcefully put me on the bed. They know I'm not a smoker. So they were doing their best to make sure I smoked a joint. I tried to get them off of me, but it didn't work. They lit up a joint and aimed it towards my mouth. I couldn't believe I was being held against my will, and about to smoke a joint. It sounds like a comedic suspense novel when you think about it.

Seconds before almost putting it in my mouth, they decided not to go ahead with it. They all of a sudden remembered the possible side effect from smoking weed. For some people, they will be calm and everything. But for some people, they will be all over the place. The hyperactivity will double, sometimes triple the energy within. So they were scared that if I smoked a joint, I would turn into Spider-Man and be somehow crawling upside down on the ceiling. They didn't like being active as I am right now. So they didn't want to make it worse.

They let me go and continued on with their day. That's the closest I ever got to smoking a joint.

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Music Video- Kaoz ft. Heidi B. Stink & Jay-Z "Labels"


I am speechless over this new video. I was already stunned by this song from the amazing rapper Kaoz, but this video brought the song to another level of excitement. I am in love with this song and video.

"Labels" by Kaoz ft. Heidi B. Stink & Jay-Z is all about dropping the labels the world has put on us. No matter what labels, if it's negative, it's time to drop it, and live your life has an indescribable individual.

I got nothing but love and respect for Kaoz. He is an amazing artist that always sends out the right messages. No matter how raw, personal, or funny it is, he's always real. He tells the truth. That's what we need. The world is starting to become fake and I am happy that individuals like Kaoz sends out nothing but positive truth.

Come watch what I'm talking. Here is the new music video by Kaoz. Enjoy!

Salad, Welcome To My Life

I promised a friend of mine that I take her out to dinner. Everybody that knows me personally will know that when I make a promise to a friend, I will do my best to keep. I believe in keeping promises. If I knew that I wasn't going to be able to do it, I would be honest and said I won't be able to do it. I believe in that quote strongly.
"Don't make promises you know you can't keep."

I made this promise to my friend Jessica weeks ago. She thought I forgot about it. She kept on reminding me for days about the whole thing. I told her there was no way in hell I forgot about it. My schedule has just been incredibly crazy. If I wasn't at work, I was at the library promoting Roque's Reality, doing product reviews, and contributing to the two websites I have been working with for a long time. If I wasn't at the library, I was probably at an audition. If I wasn't at an audition, I was probably at home, doing the same thing I was doing at the library.

Life has been moving so fast I have been taking advantage of every opportunity given to me. It has caused me to spend less time with my friends, but what else can I do? I can't just sit on the couch and do nothing.


Then finally, a day arrived when I finally had a break. I walked up to Jessica and told her that I was finally taking a break, and we went out to eat. I took her to Cafe Maspero, a wonderful Southern restaurant on Decatur Street. She told me weeks before that she has been working so much she never had any deep southern food. For southern people, they know what I'm talking about. I'm not talking about one plate of craw fish. Down here, we have the whole enchilada: craw fish, turkey necks, corn on the cob, and top it all off with Daiquiris and margaritas.

That's why I thought Cafe Maspero was going to be something good for her. We walked inside and she was already amazed. It had a wonderful southern setting. Customers were coming in and out. The menus were pure Southern ranging from sandwiches to shrimp. The prices were completely recession proof.

Jessica and I sat down and began to order. I ordered red beans and rice with a side order of french fries. Jessica decided to take a chance by eating a plate of shrimp with french fries. I warned her that the plate was going to be huge. The last time I went there I am pretty sure I ate thirty pieces and they tasted heavenly.

However, the first order that came was a plate of salad. The waiter placed the salad near the both of us and I got nervous. I haven't had salad since I was a little boy. At that time, my taste buds despised it. I stared at that salad with a war look on my face. I wanted to burn it to the crisp and throw it out the window. However, the new me loves trying out new food. My mind was telling me not to jump to conclusion and get rid of the salad without trying. I grabbed that fork and chopped on some lettuce and tomatoes.

The results was me eating the most amazing salad I have ever had in my life. I really liked it. I didn't want to avoid eating it anymore. Not only that, but when the food arrived, the salad made it easier for the food to digest. It was at that moment that I knew salad was going to be a part of my life. The get together that evening at Cafe Maspero apparently worked out for the both of us.

Jessica finally got a chance to eat some Southern food and I welcomed something that I used to hate when I was a little kid back into my eating life.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Web Series- Drama Queenz Season 3 Episode 2


I'm not afraid to admit that I am a die hard fan of the web series Drama Queenz. I am really loving the new direction of this show. After each episode, I am dying for more. At this rate, I want it to be a one hour dramedy series. I want to be right there with the boys for a long time during each episode. Each of their stories just catches you like that.

During this episode, you will learn about secrets. How each lie and confession can change the way you look at a person or possibly yourself. It's an incredibly difficult thing about life that I am happy they each are showing. I promise you that every minute will never want you to leave this computer screen. Each story is more shocking than the next. Drama Queenz is getting incredibly raw and personal and I can't wait to see more from this show.

Come check out exactly what I'm talking about. Here is the second episode of the third season of the hit web series Drama Queenz.