Marlon's Mosaic

Creating the big picture, piece by piece.

May 5

day off

not much has happened in the last few days. its been work work work. and the one night they dont have a drag show at the bar…i stay in, i dont think i missed anything anyway. im eating breakfast right now. raisen and date oatmeal and i had a cup on green tea with honey. i weighed myself the other day and i am now at 144.7lbs or some bullshitzzz. i use to be “obsessed” with gaining weight but its not going to happen…at least not anytime soon.  never knew eating healthy could be so much fun. i feel great i think i look great. my hair is shinny and sooo black, its weird, and my skin is nice and soft, and well i dont want to boast about myself cause thats just boring. i am off both jobs today and so i think im going to go to the mall, to my store, ae, and get some new shades cause i broke another pair. then maybe go look for a mothers day gift. its beautiful outside again, i wish i had a friend to spend the day with but oh well. i love my new job and the work is increasing. i hope i dont fall into that limbo where you do so much, more than youre supposed to and people expect you to do there shit and your pay stays the same for years. lol. knowing too much isnt always a good thing. well i guess its ok to know tooo much, just dont show it. so in 1 year if i dont see the perks coming in i will have to play a little dumb. i think ive found my profession for life. im in the healthcare industry now.. not surprised, there’s a few in my family including my mother. im really happy with this job tho. i know it sounds corny but its changing my life. its not just fun and games with old people. its PEOPLE, its lives and families that depend on you with medications and scensory, physical stuff, reading, writing, etc. its really like raising a baby. which brings me to conclude that pretty much everyones lives go full circle in that way. you catch yourself treating and talking to these men and women in their 80s and 90s like they are 2 or 3 years old, and you have to pull back and say WOW! i think ill run today too. for lunch ill prolly have salmon and rice. i bought way to much salmon so i gotta start eating it. i hope mariah isnt really married to nick cannon but if she is im happy for her, as long as shes happy. till next time.


May 1

30's, the new teenies

I just saw the new Alicia Keys video for the song “A Teenage Love Affair” and it has an old school vibe…no surprise. But the music sounds like a song called “You Don’t Know My Name”, her first single from her sophmore album. AND the love interest in the video is clearly in his early 30’s.


Anytime You Need A Friend

Good morning. It’s my day off and I have nothing to do. Wish I had a running partner and or a beach buddy.


Apr 29

and this is why i watch The Real World Hollywood

Will


I love this show

Speaking of The Hills; I think it’s so funny when I hear people get into these deep conversations about how real or unreal the show is. I read somewhere that they even made up a genre for the fake reality shows called docu-dramas. It doesn’t take 20 20 vision to see that the show is 100% scripted and rehearsed. There are countless continuity and editing mistakes in almost every episode. And ask yourself this; The Hills are filmed in L.A. and these kids are very popular now. If it were their real lives, wouldn’t the paparazzi be in the show taking pictures and chasing them even while the cameras where shooting their “real fake lives”? I mean it’s not like there are sets, lol. Just a thought.


This is the only reason why I watch The Hills.

 Justin “Bobby” Brescia


Apr 27

Juice & Nuts

What a long weekend! It’s a little after 10pm and I’m eating mixed nuts and drinking my grape juice for some nice antioxidants to get my complexion on. Yeeesss I know mixed nuts can be yucky but the nuts I really wanted are not that good for you, cashews. You wanna go with the almonds and walnuts. Anyway, I had Saturday night off of work so I decided to go out to the local bar. Can you say bleakocity? I even had a friend from Orlando in town and we were having a great time all day till we went out. You know that feeling you get just before you go out, and you’re reminding yourself how you really don’t want to go, but there isn’t anything else convenient to do and it’s getting late and you’re bored and you know it’s just going to be the same ol music, same ol people, same ol same ol. Yeah, well I think next time that little voice says don’t go, I’m going to listen. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy seeing my friends and all but the friend I have really grown to chit chatting with owns the bar and so she’s working and I understand that. I can’t be like drop everything and lets party, know what I mean? So I respect she is working. And naturally when she can have fun, I’m at one of my two jobs.

So Saturday night was complete and total mayhem. I went out and drank a little. I got a little tipsy but barely. I went to an after party where drinking continued yet still barely buzzed. I smoked about 10 cigarettes, but we’ll get to the whole cigarette saga in later posts; woke up this morning feeling like poop. I mean I was fully hydrated before and after the drinking, I had a full stomach from the nice Asian salad I had a couple hours post drinkie drink, so I don’t get it. Which leads me to believe i was mickied. DUM DUM DUM! Oh, I almost forgot. I fell asleep about 5am and woke up at 7am. What’s up with that? And I didn’t even really sleep. It was one of those “I can’t get comfortable” sleeps, I hat those. So I got out of bed at 7am and tended to my “hangover”.

I woke up feeling like it was June in Orlando. I had all this energy when I woke up too! It was a very irregular weekend and feeling for me which again is why i think someone sneaked something in my drink.

But all is well now and I’m looking forward to breakfast, lol, and all my geriatrics at work. I feel good. I’m cosed up in bed with my juice and nuts. Everything is gonna be alright.


Welcome to my mosaic. 
Let me start by breaking it down. Marlon is my middle name. I use it a lot if I don’t have the patience to correct people for misspelling or saying my first name wrong. It’s a simple 4 letter name but people always have a hard time with it, eventually making up corky nicknames with corky suffixes that I’ve adapted to throughout the years. My last name is an enigma. It has been the center of controversy in my family ever since my great grandparents set up shop in New York. There are generally 3 ways to pronounce my surname; it just depends on where you come from. It has a known history of being derived from Bordes to Bordello. I’ve read it stems from Latin, French, and even Italian, with accents over the “e” and without. 
Mosaics are very special to me. They remind me of being young because I saw them everywhere where I was born. Churches, parks, and schools are where I saw them most. What I love about mosaics is that it takes a lot of little pieces to form the overall picture, and to me, this outlet (Tumblr), allows me to lay down pieces of my life eventually forming the big picture. Mosaics to me represent culture, music, colors, art, spirit, and a plethora of other things. 
So, I invite you to my mosaic, the pieces of my life and my days here.

Welcome to my mosaic.

Let me start by breaking it down. Marlon is my middle name. I use it a lot if I don’t have the patience to correct people for misspelling or saying my first name wrong. It’s a simple 4 letter name but people always have a hard time with it, eventually making up corky nicknames with corky suffixes that I’ve adapted to throughout the years. My last name is an enigma. It has been the center of controversy in my family ever since my great grandparents set up shop in New York. There are generally 3 ways to pronounce my surname; it just depends on where you come from. It has a known history of being derived from Bordes to Bordello. I’ve read it stems from Latin, French, and even Italian, with accents over the “e” and without.

Mosaics are very special to me. They remind me of being young because I saw them everywhere where I was born. Churches, parks, and schools are where I saw them most. What I love about mosaics is that it takes a lot of little pieces to form the overall picture, and to me, this outlet (Tumblr), allows me to lay down pieces of my life eventually forming the big picture. Mosaics to me represent culture, music, colors, art, spirit, and a plethora of other things.

So, I invite you to my mosaic, the pieces of my life and my days here.


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