SNL. So funny. Jon Heder. Werewolves.
Tonight was pretty fun. Dan's surprise party. And Sydnie got her surprise, finally, too. Which was exciting. And I drove around with some shady characters, and I, too, perticipated in the shadyness. That is all that I really feel like sharing.
Senior day was today at soccer. And hell, they even let me play. How surprising was that?
Guess what. Ed's Ignatius game in a week. I'm so excited. It's going to be a party.
I suddenly realise I have nothing to talk about.
Saturday, October 08, 2005
Tuesday, October 04, 2005
Angry, Livid, Irate
A very dreadful myspace bulliten:
Body: You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction.You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and even "The Man" and you think it's OK. But when I call you, "Nigger", "Kike", "Towelhead", "Sand-Nigger", "Dune Coon", "Camel Jockey", "Beaner" or "Chink" you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You say that you want to make a change in this country.How? By protesting everything that we believe in? By trying to change everything that has made this country run fine for centuries?
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Cinco de Mayo
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have BET.
If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.
If we had white history month, we'd be racists.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights.
If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.You enjoy the thought of Driver's Licenses for illegals.We enjoy the thought of people obeying the laws of the land in which they reside. No negotiations.
You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
You call each other "niggas", but when we call you that, you call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist. We work hard to perserve our history.
You come along and try to re-write it. We want a safe environment for our families and children. You want to bring the ghetto to our neighborhoods.
I am white.
I am proud.
I am an American.
But, you call me a racist.Why is it that only whites can be racists?
Repost if you agree
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. If there's one thing that thoroughly disgusts me, it's ignorance like this. So allow me to get started on just how dumb this is.
First of all, people of different races know it's wrong to call us names, just like we know it's wrong to call them names. They call us names anyway because we are bastards to them. We call them names anyway because we look down on them. Name-calling people based on race is jsut like name calling people for any other reason- "dweeb" "nerd" "retard"- there is no reason except to make the name-caller feel better about their dwindling self-esteem. Sticks and stones, love, sticks and stones. They don't really mean anything, and names can only ever hurt you as much as you let them. So suck it up and grow up, because news flash: name calling hasn't been 'in' since the second grade.
Secondly, ghettos are not just for black people. If any of these rediculous hicks had ever been to the ghetto, they would know that white people live there, too. It's just that in today's society, people sort of down play those less fortunate whites- it's only the black people who have poverty and violence in their lives. Which is ocmpletely not true, but the media these days... well, that's sort of another story. Not all people in the ghetto are bad, either- some people just can't get a break. If you really want to do something about hte ghettos, you should take action to get better education in the inner cities, and do what you can to improve failing economies like Cleveland's.
Next, holidays. Of course those holidays exist- they aren't based on race, you dumbasses, they're based on faith or ethnicity. And, okay, faith is another sort of pet-peeve of mine, but htat's more personal. But ethnicity? You want a white-based holiday? How about St. Patrick's Day- you don't htink there's a lot of black people or chinese people in Ireland, do you? (actually, there are the 'black irish', which may or may not be an offensive term, but that's not the point) How about fourth of July, which is for everybody, so stop feeling so gypped. And here's another newsflash: Christmas? Yeah, that's in honour of an Arabic guy. Yeah, Jesus. He was from the Middle East. How many of you hicks stopped to think about that? Ha! Your Jesus wasn't white. I know, hell jsut froze.
I don't think people understand that marching for black rights was different, because we did marginalize the blacks. They completely had a right, under our constitution and everything, to stand up for their rights of "life, liberty, and persuit of happiness" because we were pretty majorly infringing those rights. And you say that blacks do violence in return- well of course some do- when people spend years and years making your life miserable, you're going to fight back, and sometimes people only know how to fight violence with violence. No, that doesn't make it right, but strife is a fact of life. The only way to really stop violence is that whole "respect your neighbour" thing- regardless of whether your neighbour is black or white.
And okay, here's the worst one. The ghettos are not trying to take over our tidy suburban neighbourhoods with the perfectly manacured lawns and rip up our petunias and spray paint our houses. People from the ghettos who make the effort to work harder to live in a 'nice' neighbourhood should be cangratulated. They've worked hard to get where they are- harder than most other people in the suburbs. They deserve respect. And trust me, there's a lot of people in my 'hood that I don't necessarily respect. Just because black people moved into your neighbourhood doesn't mean the ghetto is taking over. It just means that you have to handle the fact that race doesn't define your economic status. Or at least it shouldn't.
Biologically, there is no such thing as race. It was a concept made up by radical conservatives in the mid to late 1800s in order to try to defend eugenics, a movement where the rich aristocracy tried to basically take over the world so that their perfect lives wouldn't be marred with the knowledge that there are poor people out in the world. No one should really define themselves by their colour- ethnicity? Fine. Religion? I suppose. Sex? Okay. But why do people insist upon trying to make distinctions on something that doesn't exist? If you walked from the equator to the north pole, the colours of skin would gradually change. Who's to draw the line of where black ends and white begins?
People have such queer mentalities. It's bullitens like this that prove that half of America is ignorant. It's the facists who have these thoughts that put George Bush in office, just because he's like their hick backwater relatives. And I shouldn't be too harsh, because Bush is pretty much a minion of corporate America, and the poor man takes such a beating for corrupt political bullshit that will probably never change. I mean, he, too is at fault, but I think he is pretty much jsut the face people (read: democrats) put to the ills of America.
To really change anything, you have to work together and respect your neighbours. I know, it's lame and theology-esuqe, but it's very true. But it's stupid ignorance like this bulliten that stops things like that from happening. Everyone thinks, "oh, the white man is discriminated against, too, people never talk about that" well duh, of course they don't. The white people are, for the most part, the ones with the power. And people without power discriminate against those with it. Not everyone is going to like you. Deal with it. Life isn't a homecoming dance where you vote on the king and queen. No one is really any better than another because of something as inane as the colour of your skin.The only thing that really makes someone a better person is if they treat others with more respect and if they can look past what's on the outside and judge a person based on character.
Okay, those're my thoughts. Like 'em? Fine. Don't like 'em? Tough.
Body: You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction.You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and even "The Man" and you think it's OK. But when I call you, "Nigger", "Kike", "Towelhead", "Sand-Nigger", "Dune Coon", "Camel Jockey", "Beaner" or "Chink" you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You say that you want to make a change in this country.How? By protesting everything that we believe in? By trying to change everything that has made this country run fine for centuries?
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Cinco de Mayo
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have BET.
If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.
If we had white history month, we'd be racists.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights.
If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.You enjoy the thought of Driver's Licenses for illegals.We enjoy the thought of people obeying the laws of the land in which they reside. No negotiations.
You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
You call each other "niggas", but when we call you that, you call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist. We work hard to perserve our history.
You come along and try to re-write it. We want a safe environment for our families and children. You want to bring the ghetto to our neighborhoods.
I am white.
I am proud.
I am an American.
But, you call me a racist.Why is it that only whites can be racists?
Repost if you agree
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. If there's one thing that thoroughly disgusts me, it's ignorance like this. So allow me to get started on just how dumb this is.
First of all, people of different races know it's wrong to call us names, just like we know it's wrong to call them names. They call us names anyway because we are bastards to them. We call them names anyway because we look down on them. Name-calling people based on race is jsut like name calling people for any other reason- "dweeb" "nerd" "retard"- there is no reason except to make the name-caller feel better about their dwindling self-esteem. Sticks and stones, love, sticks and stones. They don't really mean anything, and names can only ever hurt you as much as you let them. So suck it up and grow up, because news flash: name calling hasn't been 'in' since the second grade.
Secondly, ghettos are not just for black people. If any of these rediculous hicks had ever been to the ghetto, they would know that white people live there, too. It's just that in today's society, people sort of down play those less fortunate whites- it's only the black people who have poverty and violence in their lives. Which is ocmpletely not true, but the media these days... well, that's sort of another story. Not all people in the ghetto are bad, either- some people just can't get a break. If you really want to do something about hte ghettos, you should take action to get better education in the inner cities, and do what you can to improve failing economies like Cleveland's.
Next, holidays. Of course those holidays exist- they aren't based on race, you dumbasses, they're based on faith or ethnicity. And, okay, faith is another sort of pet-peeve of mine, but htat's more personal. But ethnicity? You want a white-based holiday? How about St. Patrick's Day- you don't htink there's a lot of black people or chinese people in Ireland, do you? (actually, there are the 'black irish', which may or may not be an offensive term, but that's not the point) How about fourth of July, which is for everybody, so stop feeling so gypped. And here's another newsflash: Christmas? Yeah, that's in honour of an Arabic guy. Yeah, Jesus. He was from the Middle East. How many of you hicks stopped to think about that? Ha! Your Jesus wasn't white. I know, hell jsut froze.
I don't think people understand that marching for black rights was different, because we did marginalize the blacks. They completely had a right, under our constitution and everything, to stand up for their rights of "life, liberty, and persuit of happiness" because we were pretty majorly infringing those rights. And you say that blacks do violence in return- well of course some do- when people spend years and years making your life miserable, you're going to fight back, and sometimes people only know how to fight violence with violence. No, that doesn't make it right, but strife is a fact of life. The only way to really stop violence is that whole "respect your neighbour" thing- regardless of whether your neighbour is black or white.
And okay, here's the worst one. The ghettos are not trying to take over our tidy suburban neighbourhoods with the perfectly manacured lawns and rip up our petunias and spray paint our houses. People from the ghettos who make the effort to work harder to live in a 'nice' neighbourhood should be cangratulated. They've worked hard to get where they are- harder than most other people in the suburbs. They deserve respect. And trust me, there's a lot of people in my 'hood that I don't necessarily respect. Just because black people moved into your neighbourhood doesn't mean the ghetto is taking over. It just means that you have to handle the fact that race doesn't define your economic status. Or at least it shouldn't.
Biologically, there is no such thing as race. It was a concept made up by radical conservatives in the mid to late 1800s in order to try to defend eugenics, a movement where the rich aristocracy tried to basically take over the world so that their perfect lives wouldn't be marred with the knowledge that there are poor people out in the world. No one should really define themselves by their colour- ethnicity? Fine. Religion? I suppose. Sex? Okay. But why do people insist upon trying to make distinctions on something that doesn't exist? If you walked from the equator to the north pole, the colours of skin would gradually change. Who's to draw the line of where black ends and white begins?
People have such queer mentalities. It's bullitens like this that prove that half of America is ignorant. It's the facists who have these thoughts that put George Bush in office, just because he's like their hick backwater relatives. And I shouldn't be too harsh, because Bush is pretty much a minion of corporate America, and the poor man takes such a beating for corrupt political bullshit that will probably never change. I mean, he, too is at fault, but I think he is pretty much jsut the face people (read: democrats) put to the ills of America.
To really change anything, you have to work together and respect your neighbours. I know, it's lame and theology-esuqe, but it's very true. But it's stupid ignorance like this bulliten that stops things like that from happening. Everyone thinks, "oh, the white man is discriminated against, too, people never talk about that" well duh, of course they don't. The white people are, for the most part, the ones with the power. And people without power discriminate against those with it. Not everyone is going to like you. Deal with it. Life isn't a homecoming dance where you vote on the king and queen. No one is really any better than another because of something as inane as the colour of your skin.The only thing that really makes someone a better person is if they treat others with more respect and if they can look past what's on the outside and judge a person based on character.
Okay, those're my thoughts. Like 'em? Fine. Don't like 'em? Tough.
Monday, October 03, 2005
Catch a Falling Star
I went running about an hour ago (well I was in the process about an hour ago) and it was dark and cool and very ideal for running. I enjoyed it to the maximum degree. And after the half-hour run, I took a little cool-down walk around the cul-de-sac and listened to "run" (Ironic? a little, perhaps) and glanced up when they sing "light up, light up" and saw a falling star, and it was somehow peaceful and wonderful and majestic and I liked it so deal with it.
Today we had no soccer, which was awesome to the max. And tomorrow there are no bloody coaches, just the team is going on a 45 minute run. Which will kind of suck, cuz I'm not sure if having my iPod will really fly, and I really don't like running without musics. Maybe they'll just let me be anti-social, it's not like they really like me anyway. Oh, I'm so overjoyed that the season is nearly through. 11 more season days, then first post season game 10/19 (yes, I'm missing Jason Mraz, and I don't care if that's lameXcore, I am pissed) and hopefully we'll lose and I'll be rid of the nonsense.
I can't believe we were seeded third. What bullshit.
Anyhoo, so I got home today and after reading a few more pages of "as you like it", which I started in lit, I promptly fell asleep for maybe an hour and a half. I haven't at this point done any of my actual homework.
I can't wait until October 15th for so many reasons.
Yes, and the weekend is looking good, though already booked, which is in some ways good and some ways bad. But I basically have to keep everything on the DL. Long story.
Ummm, besides my shooting star that excited me a lot, I don't really think there's a whole lot to report. Yeah, I know, life's pretty dull.
Today we had no soccer, which was awesome to the max. And tomorrow there are no bloody coaches, just the team is going on a 45 minute run. Which will kind of suck, cuz I'm not sure if having my iPod will really fly, and I really don't like running without musics. Maybe they'll just let me be anti-social, it's not like they really like me anyway. Oh, I'm so overjoyed that the season is nearly through. 11 more season days, then first post season game 10/19 (yes, I'm missing Jason Mraz, and I don't care if that's lameXcore, I am pissed) and hopefully we'll lose and I'll be rid of the nonsense.
I can't believe we were seeded third. What bullshit.
Anyhoo, so I got home today and after reading a few more pages of "as you like it", which I started in lit, I promptly fell asleep for maybe an hour and a half. I haven't at this point done any of my actual homework.
I can't wait until October 15th for so many reasons.
Yes, and the weekend is looking good, though already booked, which is in some ways good and some ways bad. But I basically have to keep everything on the DL. Long story.
Ummm, besides my shooting star that excited me a lot, I don't really think there's a whole lot to report. Yeah, I know, life's pretty dull.
Sunday, October 02, 2005
My automobile is a piece of crap
no it's not I love my camry but anyway.
So just now I was doing elizabeth's homework, for human geo. And the homework was to write a story using ten British slang words. I guess Visgak (oh, how I love that woman) (who else would chain saw their couch in order to move it?) gave them a website, and I went to this website, and during my precursory scan of the definitions, so that I could compile a few for a story, I stumbled upon the word "twat" which is defined as:
Twat - Another word used to insult someone who has upset you. Also means the same as fanny but is less acceptable in front of your grandmother, as this refers to parts of the female anatomy. Another use for the same word is to twat something, which would be to hit it hard. Get it right or I'll twat you over the head!
So that naturally excited me, after Katie and Kristen and I didn't know it's precise meaning, and dragging it out of Ryan and Sean was a nightmare. OMG THAT REMINDS ME I MISSED DANE COOK I HATE MYSELF.
Okay I'm calm.
No I'm not.
Anyway so here's my story:
Dear Dairy,
This morning was a nightmare. I swear- mornings wouldn’t be such a bloody nightmare if it weren’t for bloody traffic. First off, when you’re on the freeway, why is it that no one has a dekko before they merge? I thought my car would throw a spanner in the works. There are so many tossers out there, haven’t go a clue what their doing. I looked into that car, and what was it, but some little twat on her mobile, no doubt talking about some useless codswallop. And then there was another man, fat as anything, nibbling on some grub… well horses for courses, some say, but I think it’s rather naff to be eating on the morning drive. Makes you look a bit gluttonous, don’t you think? Well, I’ve decided, it’s the train for me from now on. None of this morning rush hour duff for me. I’m letting someone else put up with this bloody nonsense.
Well, Bob’s your uncle, that’s it for now.
Yes. I'm distraught. Um, yeah.
So just now I was doing elizabeth's homework, for human geo. And the homework was to write a story using ten British slang words. I guess Visgak (oh, how I love that woman) (who else would chain saw their couch in order to move it?) gave them a website, and I went to this website, and during my precursory scan of the definitions, so that I could compile a few for a story, I stumbled upon the word "twat" which is defined as:
Twat - Another word used to insult someone who has upset you. Also means the same as fanny but is less acceptable in front of your grandmother, as this refers to parts of the female anatomy. Another use for the same word is to twat something, which would be to hit it hard. Get it right or I'll twat you over the head!
So that naturally excited me, after Katie and Kristen and I didn't know it's precise meaning, and dragging it out of Ryan and Sean was a nightmare. OMG THAT REMINDS ME I MISSED DANE COOK I HATE MYSELF.
Okay I'm calm.
No I'm not.
Anyway so here's my story:
Dear Dairy,
This morning was a nightmare. I swear- mornings wouldn’t be such a bloody nightmare if it weren’t for bloody traffic. First off, when you’re on the freeway, why is it that no one has a dekko before they merge? I thought my car would throw a spanner in the works. There are so many tossers out there, haven’t go a clue what their doing. I looked into that car, and what was it, but some little twat on her mobile, no doubt talking about some useless codswallop. And then there was another man, fat as anything, nibbling on some grub… well horses for courses, some say, but I think it’s rather naff to be eating on the morning drive. Makes you look a bit gluttonous, don’t you think? Well, I’ve decided, it’s the train for me from now on. None of this morning rush hour duff for me. I’m letting someone else put up with this bloody nonsense.
Well, Bob’s your uncle, that’s it for now.
Yes. I'm distraught. Um, yeah.