**In My Pocket**

Coming at you from the heavens like an angel sent to your dreams, I make magic happen better then Mr. Copperfield. A tear running down you cheek shines brighter then a diamond of the crown that was taken off of my head put on yours just so you can smile more deep into both of our souls. The yearning for your love feels like a road that never ends my bare skin in your arms ur soft touch , fingers running down my back to the scars in my chest on my heart. lifted off like a crane put on your pile of troubles and you continue to march forward as if nothing can interrupt the flow of your stride legs moving simultaneously right, left, right, left, right into my love falling like u tripped over your heart or the shattered pieces of what is left of it. First woman i have ever adored ever closed my eyes and haunted by your love in my dreams or when i wake or when my eyes close to begin on the journey of the dream to your love... close my eyes and realize i have wings on my back because your love made me into an angel and a heavenly presence to embrace your affection and caring emotion that i would none the less take advantage of... im not the best guy and maybe not the right one but im a good one to love cuz i can guarantee i will make u you cry the questioun is if the tears you will shed be worth it my love..... this is one of the most jibberish blogs that i think can ever be written...my eyes have been slosed through more then half of this, FUCK ITT

A beautiful woman whose name speaks of nothing but pure perfection. A woman deserving the entire world and all of its pleasures to be bestowed upon her, yet humble enough to accept and cherish all that she has been given. Like no other, she holds everything together as if she were the sole guardian of the universe. A strong, independent, wise, beautiful, loving woman whom anyone would be ecstatic to say they have any affiliation with, but I have the honor to call her my big sister. Teaching me from the smallest things of right and wrong I cherish my sister for ever giving me her love. A mother, wife, daughter, sister, but most of all the base to my family that holds us all together. Like the knot to the shoes of my sneakers she ties us down n keeps us together, and even if we trip she is real quick to tie us back up together. She is my TRUE woman role model present in my life. Having memories of good, and bad, fun and sad, happy and mad, and even mashed potatoes rubbed in my face, i know my sister will always be there to pick me up whenever I'm down. No matter what as I get older and if her and i relationship starts to fade, i know i can pick up the phone and call the first woman i ever adored to just put that smile back on my face.
I love my sister- Genevieve Mateo Belhamidi

Old Letter written to an old friend

Hey, ok I'm not too sure if u got my last message or not, but if you did and choose not to respond to me or maybe your just a bit busy, its fine. Just respond with a simple "ok." If you can't find it in yourself or your heart to respond then don't, maybe it is just not meant for a response, any more then a simple "ok." Maybe i hurt you to the point where you just cant think of anything to say to me any more, or maybe you haven't had the time to write back, or maybe u found someone to distract you from me. Maybe you found someone that makes you feel better then i ever had or ever will be able to. Maybe your laying with him as i am writing this to you, maybe you are at work, maybe you are partying and i am in the deepest section of your memory, but whatever it is i just want you to know i never stop thinking about you. I know you told me you weren't going to hit me up as much but a simple call to a friend would never hurt. I still wonder how you are doing. Not hearing from you always has and always will put thoughts in my head like, does she still think of me? From the last time we kissed did she still feel those "butterflies?" Is she now feeling those butterflies with someone else? I wonder if her ear is ringing at this very moment being that i am writing to her, and our love over the past 4 and a half years so strong that she can feel deep in her chest, in her heart that my fingers are moving expressing my thoughts and feelings just for her? Can she ever truly know how i feel? But first i have to know how i feel... OK, sadly, just a simple "OK" is all i ask for, my mind wanders, and my heart will break, write back how you feel, write back how you don't feel, write back a hi, or just write back a simple "OK."

Wow, i found this and something just made me want to put it up. I honestly dont think i was meaning to, but to me this letter had a kind of poetic flow. UPDATE: Her and I are still friends and she is graduating this semester. We dont talk as much as we used to but after the six years we were on and off when we do talk its like we never left our best friends side.

-NO HOMO-

So, i have this weird obsession with YouTube, as does every other internet savvy person in the world, but every time i go on i cant help but search for two things, Def Poetry (cool) and Jason Mraz songs (not so cool, in a no homo kinda way.) The Def Poetry has to be some of the coolest commercial poetry i have ever heard. The Nuyorican Poetry Cafe is also cool as hell but the poetry is not the issue at hand here. The issue is the damn Jason Mraz songs i keep wanting to hear!?!?!?!
MY current and ultimate favorite song for about 5 months and running is "Im Yours" by Mr. Mraz, and i am damn proud to say that. But why the hell am i listening to songs like, Geek in the Pink, or Please dont tell her,the no homo part comes in because his love songs that fill me up with some weird joy like, Lucky (banging song) and Sleeping to Dream. Let me throw this out there before some people start accusing me of being "SPRUNG" because i am definitely not, but its just weird to me how my genre of music changed drastically from 50 Cent to Fu**ing Jason Mraz? Regardless, i am not going to stop liking his music....but i will be throwing in a "No Homo" after i say it....NO HOMO....Thank u

HONORED!!!!

Well, not only have i enjoyed the benefits of being able to express myself in a different way with my new blog, but i am truly HONORED to be mentioned finally in a blog directly! "Mateo" ahhh, how lovely it is to be remembered!....like anyone can ever forget me...HA, I laugh! ok im kidding. Kinda. But i would like to extend a genuine thank u Salt. And, unfortunatly i am sooooooooooooooooo bored and have no writing motivation what so ever! My finals have been draining all of the energy i have to move my fingers across any keyboard for a while. It is now 2:24am and i am dumb tired so a direct thank u to an indirect person! PEace!

Mothers Day BD Blues......

Happy Mothers day to all you mothers out there... and to MY baby mommaz, i know i got a few out there somewhere!!! JK,JK, JK!!! But seriously, as a Red Lobster server this is the that day in which you look forward to, to take you out of whatever hole you put yourself into....to...lol.....But, it seriously sucks that we bust our asses all day BD-ing (business decline) to tip out just about half of what we make.... ok in all fairness the positions added were a great help in making everything run more smoothly, but come on.....a food runner for no damn reason for lunch?!?!?!?! and two food runners for the night when one would have been more then enough. Regardless, the night is finally over, and money has been made and i am now in the comfort of my bed procrastinating at my best to study for my French exam tomorrow, and watching the Shawshank Redemption.... all in the day of the Mothers Day Blues....Gnite

Dunkachino....

WOW....that is my immediate reaction when i taste this amazingly, thirst quenching, mouth wateringly (yes, i am aware not a word), blend of Dunkin Donuts coffee and hot chocolate mix, and my taste buds simply overload on an orgasmic roller coaster ride of flavor! I continue to nibble away at the foam chalice in which it is unjustly served because it is amazing until the very.....last........drop! This delicious beverage in which America runs on, should be served in a diamond crusted mug sent from the heavens to us mere mortals to enjoy.....yes, i feel this strongly about Dunk-a-chinos and nothing not nothing can take that away from me, because i am a Dunkin man, and "I" run on Dunkin.... thank u :)

Dedication!

OK... as it comes down to the end of the semester I am beginning to realize that the summer is right around the corner! WTF....I am in noooooo condition to be chilling in the beach or anywhere for that matter looking the way i do!!! I am currently 217lbs and extremely not satisfied with what i am displaying to the viewing public! I seriouslyyyy need something to be done, so what i chose to instill within myself is a little something called, "dedication." As of today i have been going to the gym consistently for 4/5 days a week for 2 weeks and one day. i am praying to the Ab Gods in the sky that this will be enough for me to sport a satisfying 2 pack this summer rather the the one large AB i have now :( ....... i have been speaking to as many "juicers," "muscle heads," and workout gurus as possible and i have not come to one specific regiment in which i should follow....so in this case i am just going to depend on sheer determination, dedication,discipline and prayer, along with a 35minute visit to a treadmill after every workout. OK, OK, not only is this 2pack goal necessary for the summer time, but i am one semester from ending my college career and looking to get into my dream occupation of Federal Law Enforcement! and no i am not looking to be the stereotypical fat cop! i want to be that Super Sexy, Big Papi, Special Agent Mateo i know i can be.....so for this dream to come true i have come up with a dedicated list of do not's: Alcohol, banging ass red lobster or CIP chicken wings, McDonald's double cheeseburgers, alcohol, late night eating, unnecessary carbs, fried food, and finally alcohol :'( so farewell amazing things in my life that will unfortunately keep me nice and ROUND and hello to: Grilled chicken, Protein Shakes, veggies, complex carbs, and as much fat burning exercises it takes to make me vomit! but don't 4get....this is what it takes to be


..................DEDICATED!!!...................