Thursday, January 4, 2007
8:46PM - Staring into the end
It seems that the more I read the more I weep. I cannot express on how much it pains me to read the condition of a civilization that has faced a slow and grinding death. The Gaels that have made up the whole of Europe over 2 millenia ago are now pushed to the fringes of the European continent. These fringes are Ireland, Isle of Man, Scotland, Wales, Brittany, Basque, and Cornwall. Out of all these, only one has achieved self-governing independence. That is Ireland, and even the whole of the isle is not free of the grip of the crown of England. The Isle of Man, Northern Ireland, Scotland, Cornwall, and Wales; are under controll of the English. Basque is most often overlooked, and has been fighting for independence from the Spanish for centuries. As for the Bretons, they are under crushing sovereign of France.
I for one believe that language is a piece of character and of a persons identity. I believe that it is something deeper than words can even express, and speaking the language is the only way to express that cultural identity of self and a whole. Gaelic is a language that has been decimated by the rule and laws of the foreign powers. I feel that language is a part of my heritage and one that is worth saving. I am a mutt; being French Canadian, Irish, English, and German. I do not fear for the French language. I do not fear for the German language. I do not fear for the English language. What I do fear is the loss of a language that has evolved only in the area's they inhabit, for other than this factor has been relatively unchanged for well over 3 millenia. Maybe even more.
It just pains me to see a culture that has persevered for so long to just be wiped off the face of the earth (in no thanks to great advances in technology and growth of media that only utilizes the dominant nations language) into the great abyss of un-recorded history. I just wish there was something that I can do about it. It's like watching a car crash or reading a Greek tragedy. You see and know what's going to happen but all you can do is watch.
Thursday, October 5, 2006
Ok I'm back for now. I'm on myspace more than this, and I go on there about once a week. So that should say something. I'm kinda fed up with life and all that shit, and been trying to figure out what the hell I want while waisting away at home. To say the least it's been going no where fast. But I went with my brother Shawn to apply to a couple of places. Nothing looks promising. Fuck it all. I just want to just blow shit up, I want to front a band for now. Any one play drums &/or bass? I just want a steady job. I want a revolution to come. A civil war. A leveled playing field, a new beginning. A destruction of everything that is set in place like Wall Street and Capital Hill. The future is coming fast and I don't have a grip on it. Whatever I have to get my shit together. I have to get back in school, I have to get a decent job that would be considered marginal in the metropolitan area to be above the poverty line. I can think of nothing more pathetic and disparaging then these years. Other than you know, High School. That was the worst years of my life so this state I'm in is easier to deal with mentally. It just sucks being in this place and time in my life. Ah well, such is the bread of an everyday life, from morning to noon to the shadowless night...
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
6:44PM - What a wonderful world
I can't see how an ugly dyke just screaming for attention can be taken seriously. I'm amused in hearing how stories keep changing and growing to even bigger proportions. Theres been some things said and the story has been deeply distorted. If she did say hi, she said it under her breath becuase she is a coward looking to make herself sound "bad-ass." I didn't say anything to her or her "boys" because I have no interest in talking to her and her "boys" (if you can even claim that they have any hope of having the ability to reach manhood) and I don't want to be bothered. I've got my own shit to deal with and can't be bothered with the fucking high school drama. I'm too old for that shit. I've had my fair share of it. I'm happy doing my home work (for those of us in college), picking up hours for work, and hanging out with people that I know are my friends (and can rely on). Caring about what a stupid dyke in her senior year of high school thinks about me is at the bottom of my fuckin' list. So if people want to talk shit, I really don't give a fuck. They can get their jollies off all they want. Like I said, people talking shit behind a computer screen means nothing to me. If you think that I'm a pussy, you can believe that all you want. I dare you to put your money where your mouth is, and come and try to fuck with this bulldog.
Monday, February 20, 2006
11:43AM - WTF
What the fuck? Is every High School student trying to get on myspace today because they don't have school? WTF?
Oh by the way went to see Flogging Molly last night. The Dead Pets and the Briggs opened up for them. It was a really good show, but today I'm a little deaf in my right ear because I was too close to the House Speakers & Moniters. Ah well, If I don't get my hearing back in a couple days, then there might be a problem. Should of moved.
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Just some days you just can't win. You feel your right even though you've been proven wrong a thousand times over
What you do isn't enough. Actually you barely do anything at all
She wants to crack your shell but you've let it get hard over the years
At this point it's a losing battle. Just a matter of time. Then, that's it; it's over.
I don't want to let go and let it end. But I can't stand to see the pain and suffering.......
Because of me
Saturday, November 19, 2005
What the fuck happened? All I want is a fucking double cheeseburger from McDonalds (actually several of them) and they have a "Late Night Menu" where they don't make them at night. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!????????? I'm sorry, but you can't tell me that they don't make a profit off of double cheeseburgers. Every one gets them. Yeah I can see the other shit. I know I've cut 10 years off my life eating that shit. But I refuse to let a corporate conglomerate like McDonalds to suck another cent out of me while destroying my health, on the fucking late night menu which is a rip off. Fuck you McDonalds, and your shitty food.
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Does any one ever think what it would be like to hold a cherry-bomb in your mouth, or a grenade? Well, then have it explode. I think that will be last great feet after my most daunting one: when I graduate from college.
Monday, October 10, 2005
Monday, August 29, 2005
1:48PM - Meh, I'll have the usual
Wow, this summer was just choc full of drama, events, comedy, and all that good bullshit. But the summer's over and I'm going back to school. Hopefully I'll get a loan to go through today and I can start classes. All I can think is "awe fuck" hoping it goes through. But yeah, Been busy. Worked at a place called Richardsons Ice cream over the summer, worked in shipping, that job I did kinda like. But I'm glad to be done with it. Been going back and forth between home, Milford, and Providence. Hung out with Chris, Heather, Jackie, Danielle, Karen, and a few other people at Heather's for Saturday night. Then Sunday morning met up with Fabio and picked Streak up at the Manchester air port. Then we drove back down to Worcester to chill at Kyle's new apartment. He's got a wicked nice place. It is fucking hot. Can't wait to just go down there and hang out, when he has it done and squared away. We went to a hispanic place called Caspers, they had some really good food. Pricey, but wicked good. Oh, and one nice little detail about Worcester, alot of restaraunts there are B.Y.O.B. , I was completely blown away by that. Caspers was one of them. Went back to Kyle's place after wards, watched movies, made some supper. Then me and Streak drove back to Lynn, at like 9-10 o'clock at night. So this weekend was fun and it was nice to get out of the house and not have to work too. But now I'm waiting to see if a loan comes through, I have my fingers crossed right now.
Oh, and one of my friends broke both his arms trying to play chicken. It was him vs. Joe Driving my car. Thank God he jumped up and ran on top of my car. His landing wasn't all too great though. He lost his footing because Joe started to slow down by the time that Ritchie got to the trunk part of my car. So yeah, broke both arms. Oh, and I have a new car, it's a real piece. I'll have to put pictures up later. Scraped down the rust spots and put Bondo on the spots and in the holes on the car. Couple of spray can's later you wouldn't tell the differance at first glance. Fuel pump went one night when I drove down to Milford. That was fun. My car was leaking gasoline all over the place, the rubber diaphram in the pump went, and theres a little valve there that releases a little gas if theres too much pressure in the pump. Well, when that went, it let all the gas under pressure out and poured out on the ground. Heather's dad, John, he's a lifesaver. He found a new pump and put it in for me, only charged me $45 for the pump, did the labor for free. Other shit happened; me dominating Joe in a fight becuase he's a panzy (and his sister punched him in the nuts), sneaking into backyards, something about Russian Mail-order brides, stealing Ice Cream, people getting in trouble (hey, your fault for leaving your brothers side =P ), not having enough money to go to a bachelor party (good job Cheif), People flirting with my sister (Fuck you Spongebob), Cutting Verizon Wireless trucks off (Hey the cop didn't see it, right streak?), Just making those yellow lights (Honestly, I swear they were yellow), 'finding' signs (Hey, he's got quite a collection going on, his next goal is elm street), people falling off my car (Ritchie wasn't the only one), and me turning 21 at the bar. The summers been interesting the very least. I have to announce, that I am calming down. My goal is to make it through this year and finally graguate with my Associates degree in Engineering, wish me luck every one.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
April 24th - June 16th, 2005
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Tuesday, June 14, 2005
12:23PM - I'm just an ugly fuckup
So how's every one doing? I know, it's been a while since an actual update. Well, today is tuesday, and my plans are to go see Deanna at band class today, then at 4 give a demo to Auntie Barb. Oh, yeah, I got a new job, working for a corporation. Yeah, John's selling kitchen knives, lol. But I'm actually having fun with the job, it's pretty decent so far. The way its set up is I meet with people 1 on 1 and give a demo of what Cutco makes. By contract, I cannot: telemarket, go door to door, set up a booth, and I can't sell it on e-bay. It's all people I know and recomendations that I get. And these knives are fuckin sweet, I like playing with them. Yeah, probably a bad idea, me with sharp knives, lol.
So any ways, been looking for an actual job for engineering, haven't had much luck yet. I'm still working at it. I need to make some serious money, because now I'm responsible for my car insurance and my phone bill. And I don't want to go back to working at Life Care. Grandma actually suggested that I go back to working for the oceanview, I really miss working there. Problem is that their not getting too much bussiness any more, and pay for being a valet isn't a whole lot of money. Maybe if I got a job and become trained at being the host. Or a bar tender there. Hey that doesn't sound half bad, lol. What I really want to do is take EMT training course at Salem State, pass that and get a job working as an EMT. They pay well I think, and it will do alot at boosting my first aid training and knowledge. I don't know why, but first aide and knot tying was always my thing. That and camping.
Ok, getting back on track. Tonight I'm going down to Providence to hang out with Heather, Jackie, and Chris. I can actually get some money so I can get into the club, I have my speedpass, so everything should be good. I don't even care for 80's night, I just like hanging out with them. I can't wait to go down for another party, I just want to see Andy Morgan again. He is by far the funniest, most interesting character I have ever come across. My main goal this summer is to spread the legend of Andy Morgan.
The story behind this guy is that he was the most outragious guy in high school. I'll update later, I gotta run!!!!
Monday, June 13, 2005
no matter what Spring 04 for life... gotcha back to the grave and then thru the gates of hell when we get there
Thursday, June 2, 2005
I read it myself and this entry is long and boring. You are better off just going to the bottom of it and reading the recap!!!!!!!
So any ways, Tuesday night, 80's night. That was a fun night, lol. I was able to scrounge up $9 from my rents, that's all I had to try to get down to Milford and back. Getting down there was no problem. What sucked was that I had been driving around without a license or any form of ID for the past 2 weeks. So I get down there and they asked me if I had an ID, then I just go "ahhh fuck." So We were trying to run around for a couple of hours figuring out a way to get me a fake ID. Chris and Heather were trying to think of people that looked like me. Then they thought that they would take a shot and try to put a picture of me on Chris' school ID. So we had to scratch is photo off, so now theres scratches all over the card, lol. So next me and Chris drive around trying to find like self-sticking paper and lamenant. It was something like $25 at staples for the sticky paper, lol. So that was out of the question. At this point Heathers dad is helping out, which was funny. Cause, well, every one is involved making me a fake ID, that said that I was 11 months younger than I actually am, which isn't the point for most fake ID's. So we tried by using photo paper, and the photo paper was pretty decent actually. The problem is that we didn't have lamenant to go over it. They tried using packaging tape. I laughed my balls off when I saw this thing, it looked so crappy. It would take not even 2 seconds to realize it was fake, lol. So then John (Heathers dad) takes a shot with it, by printing right on the card. First thing he said to me was not to touch it. What did I do? I touched it and smudged it. Hehe, he was pissed. I didn't do it on purpose, I don't know why I did. So he tried it again and it came out fine. I wasn't allowed to touch it until we got to Providence, lol.
Car ride there was fun, stuck in traffic for about an hour, moment we got off the ramp on our way down I-95. It was a fun ride, we listened to some good music, other times shitty music. At those points I would curse the sky and scream for some one to just put me out of my misery. Then Heather kept on taking my right away to have my window open, which wasn't cool. Damn window locks. Well, I think yelling random obsenities in bumper to bumper traffic isn't such a good idea. I tried talking Chris into getting out of the car at one point (because we'd move 10 feet and then sit there for 5 minutes) and going up to the limo that was in the other lane and asking them if they had any booze. Heather wouldn't allow that. She didn't allow a lot of things, she's a meany.
Finally we get past the traffic, and get to Providence. So when we get there I'm just going "this is so fucking sketchy, this ain't gonna work" then what does Chris do, he touches it. And it gets smudged. I'm just going "fuck" and Heather tells me to try any ways. Me and Chris go at different times, cause that would of been fucking stupid. Two different people with two different types of ID trying to get in and they have the same name and the same date of birth. No, that's not sketchy at all. So I go up to the bouncer, looks at the school ID and goes "ok, you can go in" and I'm just like "how the fuck did that work?" I just played it cool and didn't say anything. So went in, waited for Chris. Then when he got in he told me that the bouncer had already said "Hey, we already had one of these come through here" meaning, a Christopher Harrison, lol.
It was actually alot of fun just going there and dancing. Well, I don't know what the fuck I was doing, this fat Mick can't dance, lol. We got out at like 2 in the morning I think, then we drove back to Milford. On the way we stopped off at 7-11 so Heather could meet some of her friends that were at the club. Got a big bottle of water, woo go team. So drove back to the Milf, got back around 3, 3:30, some where around there. Called Deanna left her a message. Then went to sleep. Next morning was fun. My back was all fucked up from that damn couch. Chris was able to help me get back to whatever route it was, but instead of going east on I-90 I went west. That fucked me up. But since that was taking me to Worcester, and my ID was there with Kyle, I figured that it would actually work out.
Oh, it sucks driving around in Worcestor. I couldn't find my way for shit. I got pulled over and got a ticket because my car hasn't gotten inspected yet. $50 fine. Bike cop told me that he could of gotten me for a $35 fine for not having my license, but because I was wearing a seat belt that he wasn't going to. If I had my seatbelt off, he woulda nabbed me for the license and the seatbelt. Fucking safety belt laws. I figured since it was a cop, he should know where the Kappa Rho house was, cause Kyle lives near there, so I got directions after he lectured me. Hey, he was there any ways. Met up with Kyle, he was helping Eric move out of his apartment. Got my wallet, borrowed $7.50 for gas from Eric, and drove up 290 to 495 until I hit Rt. 3 and drove back down to I-95. Got home, and slept for a bit and did some other things. But this was a long enough and pointless entry. So I'm sorry for boring you if you actually read this. It wasn't too eventful, just alot of details with these stories.
So to sum up:
1.) Made a fake ID that looked completly fake
2.) got into club with fake ID
3.) Made poor attempt to dance at 80's night
4.) Spent night at Heathers
5.) Ticket for no new inspection sticker, yelled at for not having ID
6.) Saw Kyle and kyphed some money for gas
7.) Didn't get fucked up
Saturday, May 28, 2005
Do it peoples!
01. Reply with your name and I will write something about you.
02. I will then tell what song/movie remind me of you. ANYTHING POPCULTUREISH
03. If I were to apply an o'clock to you, it would be...
04. I will try to name a single word that best describes you.
05. I'll tell you the most memorable moment I've had with you.
06. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
07. I'll then tell you something that I've always wondered about you.
08. Put this in your journal.
Monday, May 23, 2005
Darth Vader robs Illinois theater
(Springfield, Illinois-NBC) May 22, 2005 - It appears Darth Vader delivered an unwelcome show of force at an Illinois movie theater this weekend.
Police in Springfield, Illinois say a man wearing a Darth Vader mask walked into a movie theater, shoved an employee out of the way and grabbed a bunch of cash.
Investigators say the robber fled the theater and ran into a nearby wooded area. Police have no suspects.
"Star Wars: Episode Three-Revenge of the Sith" was actually one of the movies playing at the theater.
Investigators say the robber didn't display any weapons- not even a light saber.
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
9:10PM - Rocky and Bullwinkle
So yeah, I forgot to mention in my last post...... I think. But, anyways, my family got a new pet. A squirel.
I guess what happened was that this little guy was a part of a family of 5, and the mother died. The other 4 left the nest, but this one didn't. Instead he was hanging out on porches in my neighborhood. One woman tried to help him. Called up a vet, the vet said to take it to a wooded area and let it go. She took it to the cemetary, and the thing just came back. She shooed it away and it went onto Robs porch (my neighbor) and started playing with his cats. He called my mom, and we took him in. We named it Lucky. He's pretty stupid. He's pretty fuckin cool though.
( Lucky the Punk Rock SquirrelCollapse )
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Your wise quote is: "Our greatest glory is not
in never falling, but in rising everytime we
fall" by Confucius.
Yes indeed, you see true strenght can only be
seen when a person has "fallen". Only
then one can tell how they will handle it. Just
don't make others fall so you can know who they
really are. You on the other hand may be a very
quick recoverer and don't let people bring you
down. You are your own, and you're find with
that. Emotional issues is something you handle
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Tuesday, May 10, 2005
9:21PM - What the fuck
I'm just sick of this bullshit known as mankind. I just got this in the e_mail today.
>hi, kind of funny that u sent this to me today
>yesterday, an asian guy in a blue sweatshirt followed
>kate home from school. she got scared & started to run, & so did he. we called
>the police & gave a description
>but none-the-less she was petrified, & we were horrified. she is ok, thank god
>From: John O'Keefe [mailto:firstname.lastname@example.org]
>Sent: Monday, May 09, 2005 6:06 PM
>To: 9785472507@Archwireless.net; email@example.com;
>firstname.lastname@example.org; email@example.com; firstname.lastname@example.org;
>email@example.com; Okeefe, Dawn M.; firstname.lastname@example.org;
>My name is Sarah
>I am three,
>My eyes are swollen
>I cannot see,
>I must be stupid
>I must be bad,
>What else could have made
>My daddy so mad?
>I wish I were better
>I wish I weren't ugly,
>Then maybe my mommy
>Would still want to hug me.
>I can't do a wrong
>I can't speak at all
>Or else I'm locked up
>All the day long.
>When I am awake I'm all alone
>The house is dark
>My folks aren't home
>When my mommy does come
>I'll try and be nice,
>So maybe I'll get just get
>One whipping tonight.
>I just heard a car
>My daddy is back
>From Charlie's Bar.
>I hear him curse
>My name he calls
>I press myself
>Against the wall
>I try and hide
>From his evil eyes
>I'm so afraid now
>I'm starting to cry
>He finds me weeping
>He shouts ugly words,
>He says its my fault
>That he suffers at work.
>He slaps me and hits me
>And yells at me more,
>I finally get free
>And I run for the door.
>He's already locked it
>And I start to bawl,
>He takes me and throws me
>Against the hard wall.
>I fall to the floor
>With my bones nearly broken,
>And my daddy continues
>With more bad words spoken.
>I'm sorry!", I scream
>But its now much too late
>His face has been twisted
>Into unimaginable hate
>The hurt and the pain
>Again and again
>Oh please God, have mercy!
>Oh please let it end!
>And he finally stops
>And heads for the door,
>While I lay there motionless
>Sprawled on the floor
>My name is Sarah
>And I am but three,
>Tonight my daddy
>And you can help.
>Sickens me to my soul, and if you just read this and
>dont pass it on I pray for your forgiveness, cause you
>would have to be one heartless person to not be
>effected by this email. And because you are effected, do
>it!! So all I am asking you to do, is take
>some time to send this on and acknowledge that this stuff
>does happen, and that people like her dad do live in our
>pray for child abuse to wither out and die,
>but also pray for the safety of our youth.
>Please pass this poem on because as crazy as it might sound,
>it might just indirectly change a life. Hey, you NEVER know.
>forward if you are "AGAINST CHILD ABUSE"
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Well, I have my first final done and over with. It was 2 1/2 hours long, and still it wasn't enough time. But yeah, I think I'll at least pass it. And right now, that's all I care about. Tommorow is my Calc final. Awww fuck, I have to write a paper for that for extra credit. Damn it! Well, have to take care of that later. Now I've gotta jump on the bridgeport and start milling parts for the assembly. Project's due in 2 days. Can't wait to just get this shit done and over with. Ughhh! Well, every one out there, wish me luck, these next two days are gonna be wicked long. Can't wait for summer to get here.....
OH, and another amusing update. Last night walking to Mobile On the Run, Pete pulls over and talks to me and Chris for a bit. He tells me that my brothers decided to kill a skunk in the back yard. It wasn't quick, they pissed it off, shooting bb's at it, then Streak got sprayed. And the rest of the back yard got sprayed. Then Taco stabbed it with a pole. So now the whole back yard stinks. And to think I wanted to move into the house. With every passing day I'm finding more and more reasons not to move into the house. Just too much petty bickering and bull shit.
Any ways, Pete drove us the rest of the way to Mobile, and me and Chris finally had our Chilli Cheese Dogs. It's been something that we've been meaning to get, it's kinda the same thing as Harold and Kumar go to White Castle. Except, without the weed. It was definately something that was worthwhile, helped me not think about how fucking stupid it was to kill a fucking skunk. 2 Chilli Cheese Dog and Jones Bubble Gum Blue Soda definately hit the spot last night. I'm definatley feeling 10 pounds heavier today from it, lol. Well, with the fat, whose gonna notice another 10 pounds, right?
I tried calling Deanna back when I got back in my room last night. I was talking to her and then Heather called up, so talked to her for a bit. Sorry I didn't call you back sooner Deanna. So any ways, told her that my brothers killed a skunk, and that I was upset because as president I'm basically babysitting a bunch of retards. I love the brothers, but just some of the things they do.....
So yeah, Heather was mad at me because I told her about the whole skunk thing (she's a vegan, so yeah, anything to do with animal cruelty = not cool). I miss Heather and Jackie. I want to go down to Florida to visit Jackie, but I have no money. Especially after yesterday. I just gave $600 to the brothers that are living at the house, we're trying to save it. Again, rent issues. So Jackie, if I can find a way I'll come visit you, but its not looking good.
So yeah, um, woo go team.
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