The Management of Time

does not exist.

Today I realized that time cannot be managed. When you're late, it says, "fuck you" and keeps on going. When you have a test the next day, it says, "prepare yourself, bitch." You know that question: If you could have any superhero power, what would it be?

-To stop time.

Yes, I said it. Screw invisibility, teleportation, mind control, and animal communication.
All you need is to stop time.

I wish I could have stopped time this weekend. I would have better prepared myself for my Biology test. Instead, I decided to spend my Sunday night driving to Walnut. That was the best decision I had ever made.

Feb. 8 (Sunday) Location: Walnut
The night began with a fast car ride. Soleil, Katie, and I were late to a music video shoot for FM (Far East Movement). We were super late. My driving was like...


It was scary, and I try to be a careful driver (at times).

It was a 42 minute drive. I got there in 30.
We were the last group to get onto the shoot.
The music started playing, and we were off. I found it weird just bouncing to the music instead of dancing. Sometimes there wasn't even any music playing (haha). Nevertheless, it was ridiculously fun. After 9-10 takes, we were done. They led us to this small room where we got to eat and chill with the guys from FM. We couldn't miss the opportunity of taking a picture with them.

Soon afterwards, we were shaking their hands. I introduced myself saying, "Yo, I'm Duck-E." All three of them looked at me and said, "Oh! You're Duck-E?" I was standing there like WTF.

That night was tight...

Duck-E.