Monday, December 28, 2009

No texting, no blackouts .... just fun

Oh God I feel stuffed like a fucking pig. OK, that picture looks terrible. I admit it. It's not my fault, it's the holidays! OK, slightly my fault. Christmas get together turns into an all you can eat buffet and unlimited alcohol until your mother decides you had enough. I didn't eat too much, but I did end up drinking quite a bit. Glasses and glasses of wine. Then came the rum (El Dorado, Guyana rum) n' coke. And there I went.
Now, let's get one thing straight, I am NOT an angry or fucked up when tipsy/drunk. In fact, I am the opposite. I am pleasant to be around, I continue joking to make others laugh, I sing (Yes, that is something I ALWAYS do when I drink .... even if I am a little shy or don't really want to sing), I will dance (thank God I did not on Christmas eve), and so on. I am FUN when tipsy/drunk. And I am glad I am that way when I drink because I never want to make others feel uncomfortable around me.
What surprised me the most is that I did NOT drunk text anyone !!! I am quite happy I did not do that. I think this is the first time I did NOT text while drinking alcohol. I am shocked. I am surprised. Let's celebrate *raises glass of Champagne*

**To be continued**

No texting, no blackouts .... just fun (Part Two)

So, I guess I said there would be a part two. Or if you would like to call it, a continuation from the last blog. Well, sorry to disappoint, but I got nothing. Zero. I have craving for chocolate, though. Fuck. Crunch. Crunch.
Oh, and in case you are wondering, I wrote this blog MONDAY, but since there are TWO parts to it I decided to change the date it would be blogged. Confused? Well, figure it out for yourself. Geez. Seriously, I got nothing. I just wanted to waste your time.

HAHAHAHAHAHA

OK.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Like The Sun Disappears Only To Reapear ....

Yes, one of my favorite Rage Against the Machine song is called Maria. Such a great song lyrically. In fact, it is so well written (and powerful too!) that I will post the lyrics here. For Video.

Maria by Rage Against the Machine

The sun ablaze as Maria's foot
Touches the surface of sand
On Northern Land
As human contraband
Some Rico from Jalisco
Passed her name to the boss
She stuffed ten to a truckbed
She clutches her cross
Here come the exhaust
And it rips through her lungs
Shes off fast to the pasture
Like cattle shell cross
Degree 106
Sweat and vomit are thrown
And she prays and suffocates
Upon the memories of home
Of Yankee guns for blood debts on the loans
Of smoldering fields, rape, rubble and bones
Of graves hidden trapped up in visions of war
Of nothing, no one, nobody, no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates
And like the sun disappears only to reappear
Shes eternally here
Her time is near,
Never conquered but here

To tear away at the mask

And now she got a quota
The needle and thread crucifixion
Sold and shipped across the new line
of Mason Dixon
Rippin' through denim
The point an inch from her vein
The foreman approach
His steps now pound in her brain
His presence it terrifies
And eclipses her days
No minutes to rest
No moments to pray
And with a whisper
He whips her
Her soul changed to his will
"My job is to kill if you forget to take your pill"
Her arm jerks
The sisters gather round her and scream
As If in a dream
Eyes on the crimson stream
Numb as her wrists spit shots of blood to the floor
I am nothing, no one, nobody, no more
These are her mountains and skies and she radiates
And through history's rivers of blood she regenerates
And like the sun disappears only to reappear
Maria she's eternally here
Her time is near,
Never conquered but here

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I know I said I wouldn't talk about Rage Against the Machine for a while, but I just had to mention this song. I had to. :P

Thursday, December 17, 2009

The Right, The Left, The Left

At it again. Should be studying for my Italian exam tomorrow, but I really haven't been able to settle myself in. I know that there is not a legit, or at least a decent excuse for it, but when you have to wait a full two weeks for an exam you do get careless. Not saying that I am being careless - I have been overwhelmed with other "things." Nothing sexual you dumbass! I needed a laugh. That said, tomorrow night brings an end to this OK semester. I say OK because it had its ups and downs. However, it was better then the previous two semesters. :)

Lesson of the day: Do not wear a cap in winter! I walked into the dentists office with red fucking ears. UGH! Paint my face white, add some sparkles, a wig and I would look like a clown. The only place in my house that is warm right now is my room. Yes, I've locked myself inside for the past 5 hours! I need warmth!

I wish I can enlighten your day even more, but I don't have anything else to add. However, I think I will be blogging much more in the next 2-3 weeks. Of what? Who knows? Fun to be 21.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

The Bandanna is Back: I am psyched

I am fucking ecstatic! Fucking "A." Seriously. I know I should be studying Italian for my upcoming and only exam this Friday, but it is really hard. I just saw plenty of footage on the Guns n' Roses live concert in Taipei, which was December 11 - the start of their Chinese Democracy tour. Holy Shit. Damn. I heard and saw Axl Rose sing live in 2006 (on youtube of course) and I thought he still had some considering not singing live in many, many years. And the fact that at the time he was 44 years old, but let's not forget how he still has a voice after all the yelling in the late 80s and early 90s.
Anyways, I saw a shitload of their live songs in Taipai and I've been blown away. Fuck, Axl Rose still has it. Even BETTER than his voice in 2006. You already know, but I will say it again because I am too excited - I am going to watch Guns n' Roses live in January! :D

Welcome To The Jungle live in Taipei, 2009

Paradise City live in Taipei, 2009

OH, another thing ..... the BANDANNA IS BACK!!! w000000000000000000t

Sunday, December 13, 2009

So, here I am sitting on my ass ......

I guess it's some sort of coincidence that my last three blogs (including this one) happened on a Sunday. Baaahaaa, I guess I should pat myself on the shoulder. Enough of these kinky remarks and weird expressions that build up to nothing. Actually, let me take a break and rethink what the fuck I just wrote. Now, I know what you are thinking, "why don't you just edit and delete what you wrote if you are not satisfied or if you think (and it does) sound stupid, dumbass!" Well, you see by doing so it would defeat the whole purpose of this blog. Now, maybe I should take a real coffee break to let all that sink in to you.

Fuck, I could talk about hockey but I'm not in the mood and I think that would bore you to death if you are not already. I did take several days off from writing this poem/lyric I have been working on last tuesday and wednesday. I am trying to make it into a five (5, for the dummies) part poem/lyric. I wrote five and a half (5 1/2, for the dummies ..... again), but I only kept four (4), which still need some editing to be done. I'm thinking that my current fourth (4) part will be my last part (fifth .... 5). That said, I need a fourth (4) part, which at this moment I am not sure how to start it and what to say, really. I guess the smartass' can say I have that thing you call writer's block. Yeah, I called you (whoever is reading) a smartass!

On to the next one. Oh, and by the way I am not blogging the five (5) part poem/lyric on my other blog when it is done. Not anytime soon, anyways. Just thought I'd shove it out there. You know? So, what else can I beat you with? Having days off and not working sucks. Yup, seriously. I have to wait until next friday for my ONLY exam. It is the same day when I can hand in my final essay paper. So, I guess the smartass' would say, "hey there, that's two birds with one stone." Yeah, ummm .... then I am done. That said, I really need to keep busy these next 10-20 days. Active. Keep active. Fuck.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

Knees, Shoulders and Pads

What's there to talk about? Well, today I have been drinking coffee like water. O.K that sounds weird, in a way. Then again, the whole point of this blog is to bring laughter, comic and fun. I don't think I need to remind you of that, but I am just in case there are new insane bloggers sneaking in.
As usual, I have nothing to talk about or anything to bring up that I would think would interest you ghosts. Then again, that is the point of the blog. It's about NOTHING. Like Seinfeld, but with inferior writing skills to Larry David.
Oh, I did play street hockey for 3-4 hours yesterday with my cousins. God was it intense. Boy, did I realize that I am not in shape. Physical game, of course. Loads of checking. I like playing that way anyways. And I am not the type to exaggerate, but I do have a wicked wrist/toe-drag shot. Pretty damn accurate. Anyways, I suffered. I woke up with pain. It is a bitch to walk up the stairs. For some reason my ass hurts (NO, nothing sexual!!!). I almost dislocated my shoulder twice - one being the fact that I put all my force in a slapshot and I missed (fuck, did that hurt!), the other .... well, I was checked into the cement wall. That's nothing, there is more. I got hit in the left ear with the ball (thank God it is not a heavy ball) - still a lil' swollen. Then, knee first into the cement while attempting my Brett Hull one timer! OOOhhh, that stung. But I got to say, my Brett Hull one timers are pretty fucking sweet.
Although I suffered from playing hockey, I will play again and again and again. In fact, my cousins and I are planning to play every weekend. Probably move to ice hockey when the weather permits.

There, I got nothing else.