Monday, April 26, 2004

Parallel Universe

I realized something today,
Daytime don't approve my existence.
Everywhere I go,
Something goes wrong.
Either someone looks at me the wrong way,
Or the bench that I want to sit on, gets shitted.

I also realized something else later tonight,
Nightlife is very torturous.
When I close my eyes,
Chaos reveals himself.
Loves echoes through my heart with a hollow song,
Hate enrages out of me, growing tiresome.

I dreamt one night,
Hell cannot torture me enough,
Heaven sings through my ears to let me hear,
The words to keep me awake.

I dreamt today,
Heaven cannot get me to accept,
Hell burns under me through my skin to me feel,
The pain to keep me unconscious.

Life;
experience,
love,
friends,
purity.

Death,
pain,
sadness,
loneliness,
knowledge.

Right here, right now,
Am I dreaming?
Am I in a pandoras' box?
Waiting for my existence, disintegrate.
Or am I in a institue?
Am I tied up and forced to see things?
Trying to understand what is real?

Funny,
How much Math and Science go along so well together,
Yet Math will disagree with Philosophy,
And Science will do the same with Beliefs.

Sad,
Everything is hidden away from beauty.
Never get to see the ugliness of life.
Causing to turn the very sweetness to bitterness.
Becoming a beast.

Ironic,
Black and White,
not the same.
And Gray isn't accepted by either.

...Have you tried touching your shadow,
In the brightest light over you?
Have you tried dreaming of falling to the ground,
Watching what happens when you hit it?

Can you picture the universe only existing,
In your mind?
And also your mind existing,
In the universe itself?

Is that what its called,
A Parallel Universe?

I have alot more to talk about, but i will do that later tonight. I gotta get ready for my class.

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Sunday, April 18, 2004

Weekend, Weekend, Weekend.

So it was a decent weekend. I hung out with my friends alot, that was good. Friday i met Lyndsay, Bryan and Ryan at Cams for pizza. I should probably tell you that was the first time i had eaten in 2 days. I had dinner wensday night, then nothing til that pizza at around 645 on friday night. Sure i might get yelled at for not eating by some people. But so what. I dont care anymore. People can yell at me all they want about anything. I just dont care what people think anymore. I mean i care what a few people think, but not as many as i did before.

I just didnt feel like eating. I mean thursday was a weird day. I got up, got ready for the day. Went and picked up jess and brought her to her meeting. Then brought her here to give her the gift i made. Then brought her back and hung talked with lyndsay for a bit about some things. Then i wanted to have Lyndsay, Bryan and Ryan come over here for something. Of course i promised them moms cookies. I know i didnt have too but i did it anyways. They came over, did what i asked and we went back. I hung out there til like 11 playing football with Bryan and lyndsay. It was fun and i enjoyed myself. I came home, thinking about somethings. I just wasnt hungry really. i was too worried i guess. But then friday we went to cams, after that we went and saw the punisher. Good movie, not great but its what i expected. After that i came back here and played some games and stuff. Try and keep my mind occupied as often as i can. Saturday i get up, and talk with bryan on aim for a few. Told me him and lyndsay were gonna stop by later after they went job hunting. So i said thats cool. They come over and we hang out til its time to get food before Kill Bill vol.2. So Ryan and Hoss meet us at wendys for dinner. Then we just sat there shooting the shit for a little while. We went to the movie and watched that one. I thought vol1 was better. Maybe because there was more action in the first one. Dont really know. Afterwards Lyndsay and Bryan come back and we play Champions of Norath for a while. I enjoyed it. Thanks for playin guys, hope ya had fun. Anyways around 1 they head home, and i go for a ride. Thinking about shit as i always do. Come back and decide to just kill things for awhile. Today Bryan says that he got ahold of his sensi and i could see the house we are moving into today. So i go and check it out. Its nice. I will enjoy it alot im sure. I mean it has a backyard, with a deck and a punching bag. Its great. After that i got to the store and get stuff to make speghetti, and ryan comes with me. So we come back here and i make speghetti for both of us. He tells me ill make a great house wife someday. Man wouldnt that be funny. Me as a housewife. Yea right. So we hang out here and i brought him back about an hour ago. It was a fun weekend.

Just worried about somethings is all. Hopefully they will be put to rest soon. I think my poems were taken the wrong way. I am more then happy to explain things to people if they dont get them. Its not that hard. Really. But anyways i just dont know anymore. Seems everything i do is wrong. I just dont get it. Everytime i try to do things is always the wrong choice. So fuck it, why worry about choices anymore. I just give up. No point in trying anymore i guess.

So on the ride back me and ryan looked at these two girls walkin and thought they would be fun. i said yea, but they are underage. So ryan says the best words of wisdom. Its only statutory rape if you get caught. Then i remembered our comments last semester about yelling surprise. Its not rape if you yell surpirse before hand either. I mean you are giving them fair warning right? I know its sick of us to joke about something like rape. But seriously now. Do you expect us to take much seriously. Its getting to be that everything in life a big joke. Life, death, pain, love. All of them are big jokes. No need to take any of it serious anymore right? Right! i will write more tonight. Later all.

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Friday, April 16, 2004

Why Me???? Long post.

Its a question i ask myself daily. Why is it always me who seems to have issues with things? Why is it always me that gets shit on when the time comes? Why god why? Thats what i want to know. Have i done something wrong earlier in life that i must get punished for the rest of my life. I mean sure i wasnt the nicest kid during my teen years but none of us were. I wouldnt say i did anything that any other teenager wouldn't do. I mean i smoked, weed and cigs. I drank. I would sneak out of the house when my parents were asleep to see my girlfriend for the night. But what fucking teenager didnt do that shit? Seriously? Its just something that gets to me. It seems everytime i put my neck on the line for something or I put myself out for something or in someway i always get shit on. It never seems to fail. The problem is i always put my neck out, i always am willing to put myself on the line for others. Why?

Because i like people. People that i associate with i love. If i dont talk to you or i ignore you, then guess what. I hate ya. Sorry its just the simple truth. But if i talk with ya. Or if you ask for a favor and i say sure. Then guess what i like ya. And i like alot of people. I always meet alot of nice people where ever i go. I mean i seem to get along with almost everyone anywhere i go. It could be my sunny attitude. Which truth be told is bullshit. I just know its better to be hanging around someone who is happy all the time then someone who is always down. So i do what i do best. I put on a show. A show for the world. I could almost say that no one truely knows me. Sure some of you have ideas about the real me. But i still keep parts hidden. I cant release the real me. It would just be bad for everyone involved. So i smile. I joke, i laugh. Truth is, i dont even know me anymore. Who am i? I was actually at one point the jovial person that everyone seems to think i am. I used to love life, i used to love everything that had to do with it.

What happend you might ask. Well i grew up, thats what happend. As a kid you are led to believe that life is great and nothing bad can happen. But then you start to grow up and realize its not true. I mean sure some of us realize it faster then others. Im sure there are people older then me who still think life is a bowl of cherries. But guess what, its not. Far from it. The world is filled with nothing but shit. Either is a person who has alterior motives for there dealings with you. The majority of people in the world care about numero uno before anyone else. Well thats not the way to be. I place myself last when it comes to shit like that. Family, Friends, then me
thats the way it is.

Lets say one of my friends needs something anything i would be there for them. One of them gets in an accident, needs a transplant to live. Guess what, take it. I dont want it anymore. Thats what i would do. If i make a promise to someone you better bet your ass im going to follow through. In high school i had promised to drive our 3 on 3 team to Saranac Central for the tournament. The day of the tournament i got up. Had a 102 temp. I took some tylonal, got dressed and drove there. Then you bet your ass i played my heart out. We went to the mall afterwards and then i drove home. I know i didnt have to do it, but i made a fuckin promise and i was gonna do it damn it. Sure some of you are saying paul your an idiot, playing basketball with a 102 temp. What the hell were you thinking. Well when i got back home my temp was 103. So i guess i didnt hurt myself to much huh. Sure we lost the tournament, i enjoyed myself, horribly ill or not. I just wish that.....

I dont know. There are things i want to say. But i am afraid. Afraid it will get read by the wrong person and shit will hit the fan. I know this is for me and anyone who reads it shouldnt be my concern, and i do make it public, its my choice. But thats because i figure if someone wants to read this, they must actually care about paul the person. Not Paul the stooge, or Paul the gullible. Im sure there are people who just talk to me to take advantage of things ill do for them. And im sure there are others who just genuinly care about me. The thing is i love both of them the same. Why, because i dont know who is who. And i really dont care.

I love attention. Ill admit it, i do i enjoy the spot light. I might say i dont. I might act like i dont. But once im in it oh my good lord someones in trouble. When i was in the plays for Odyessy of the Mind i was always nervous, but i loved every second of it. The time they had me play a daughter in the play, i said damn it do i have too. All the time thinking im going make the judges laugh there fuckin asses off. And you know what. I did. They loved it. Imagine this. Me walking out with a wig, a shirt, and a skirt on. Talking in an almost perfect female voice. The second i spoke one judge started laughing so hard she looked like she was crying. After the play she came over and said i loved you as the girl. I said thanks, in the girl voice of course. I love to make people laugh. Even when i myself am as sad and depressed as i truely am. Because i figure someone should be happy if im not. So yes thats right, i do love the spotlight no matter how much i say i dont. Next year im worried about having to give a speech for my brothers wedding since im the best man. When in reality im sure ill get up there start talking and just go for it. Making jokes, having fun, and of course embarrising my brother in some way. I mean what are younger brothers for :).

Sorry im ranting on like this. Just got alot to say for some reason. So i did something today. I told jess i wanted to show her something after her appointment today. Thankfully she took time from her pledging and came over for a bit. So when she got here, i gave her a gift. Something for her to look back on and remember the good times we had once im not around any longer. A photo album of pictures from when she stayed with me in tupper over christmas break. Then i made a cd. With songs that have meaning to us. I hope she enjoyed it. Finally. I gave her a book of poetry that i had written. Thats right ladies and gentlemen. I wrote poetry. I wrote them over the course of this semester. And i finished them up over the last week so that they would be ready for her. I understand when she didnt want to read them in front of me. Honestly it was probably a good idea. I just hope that she doesnt get mad from them. I hope she understands why i gave them to her. Why i wanted to her to see them. To have a copy of them. I might post a couple of them from time to time. Let people see what i wrote. There are a couple i will keep secret however, they are very personal. Hopefully i hear from her in the next day or so about what she thought of them. And after she is done pledging i want to hang out with her for one night. Like old times. Just me and her, hanging out talkin about life. Once more before its over. Some might say paul its already over. But i just want one more memory. Is that too much to ask? It might be actually. But i hope not. I hope she understands that she has been a vital turning point in my life. Helped me realize alot of things about myself. And about other people. And i understand that when the wind blows people apart its just something you have to accept.

But why?? What if you dont want to?? Isnt there times where things are worth fighting for?? Seriously. Have you ever had a time where you felt about something strong enough that you would fight for it. You would strive to keep it together. The real question is did it work? Its never worked for me either. I can put my heart and soul into something and i still i always seem to fail. maybe thats my problem. Im destined for failure. I cant succeed at anything anymore. Seems the only things im good for anymore are videogames and movie trivia. After that im basically useless now. Yea i know, paul your whinning again. But you know what im allowed to damn it. Im tired of being told what needs to be done. Paul do this, Paul do that. I dont want to anymore. Honestly, there is only one thing i want to do and no one will enjoy hearing it. But fuck it im gonna say it anyway. What do i wanna do? I want to curl up in my big comfy bed. Thats right the bed that when someone gets on it they have to bounce on it. Its just so comfy. I want to curl up in it, under the big nice warm covers. Fall asleep and never have to wake up again. Im not saying die. Im saying coma. Coma for 10-15 years. A rip van winkle type of sleep. Maybe when i woke up shit would be different. Maybe people will have changed. Actually they probably will have changed, just for the worse. Thats where we are headed as a country. Society in general is just going to shit. And we are leading it there. Hope we are happy. Anyways ill write more tommorow. Its 5am and time for bed. Here is one of my poems to leave you with. I hope you enjoy it. If you actually read this whole rant. Leave me a comment even if its just your name and hi. I really want to know who actually took the time to read this one. Thank you.

Despair


It’s cold here, and lonely
Rain spatters against the glass
Water washes, drips, and weeps
relentlessly rolling drops
They match the aching grief
Bleeding from my soul
Through dull and empty eyes.
I want to tell you I miss you
That I love you, I need you
That I just can’t breathe without you
But what would be the point
Pain won’t bring us back.
Instead I scream silently
Against dank and dreary glass
Listening to the sound of water
Streaming down the drain
A pseudo proxy waterfall
Of dark and deep despair

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Thursday, April 15, 2004

Last few days

I know i havent posted in the last couple days. Just been busy with a few things and really just didnt have much to say. Lets see, whats happend in the life of paul in the last couple of days. Well Monday i watched the movie Somethings gotta givewith Jack Nicholson and Diane Keaton. It was a good movie, i really enjoyed it. And yea it would probably be considered a chick flick but who cares. It was funny because it had Nicholson. He is great in anything he is in. He plays a man who only likes to sleep with girls under 30. Keaton plays her typical uptight female who is a goody goody. And of course over the course of the movie they fall for each other. I was watchin the movie and thinkin to myself. Jesus i would probably be Keatons charecter in the movie. Uptight, and likes to have thing set and controlled. Then she meets someone who is the opposite of that. Someone who really enjoys life. And then he helps her learn how to enjoy life. So she falls for him, but then Jack gets better and can leave her home and goes back to his old life. Crushing her. Later he realizes how much he does care for her and goes crawling back to her only to see that she has someone else. But then she sees him and still cares for him so of course they get together in the end.

Honestly, it sort of seems like my life. Its great when you meet someone who is different then you are and helps you enjoy life. A free spirit. After awhile things change though. They move on and you still want to enjoy life, its just harder with them not around to enjoy it with. But you know you have to figure out a way how to enjoy it. And the thing is you wouldnt change any of the time with that free spirit for anything in the world. Because it was great. And now you know that life can be fun, if you allow it to be. You just have to let go and enjoy. Which is what i am trying to do now. Its gonna be hard sure. But damn it i deserve it. Dont i? I just wish i could still enjoy it with that free spirit... but i just have to accept it i guess.

So the next day i get up and get packed and get ready to head back to oswego. Luckily i didnt forget anything at home this time. But my dad wanted to drive the new car to watertown since him and my mom were going there to look at some things. So i let him. And i went as a passenger with my mom in her car. So i put my cds in. And i get the lecture of how most of the stuff i listen too isnt music. Rap isnt music, my hard rock isnt music, my metal isnt music. The only ones she considered music was the oldies i had on it or a song that had more of an actual singing tone to it. Where its more of like a ballad then anything. Plus she doesnt believe that swear words should be in any songs. So there goes have my music. I put in a mix cd. 20 songs. I think i listened to 4 since the rest used swears in them. There were a couple times i let those songs go because i really wanted to hear them. But i usually just moved past them because i didnt want to make mom mad. So i stop in watertown. Picked up a couple things at the mall. Went to electronics boutique and bought another ps2 controller after mine fried while i was at home. The guy tried to sell me on an xbox instead of my ps2. Tempting but i already have tons of games for my ps2 no point in changing now. Then i made one more stop in the mall and headed home. Got back to a downpour. At least it wasnt snow like in tupper. So i think about unpacking later and not getting everything wet. But then i got in here and realize that i didnt have my computer, since i took the tower home and my ps2 was in the car. So i of course unpacked the car in the pouring rain. Needless to say, i was soaked afterwards. So i did what any smart person would. I set everything up drenched then started to talk to people and play games. Yup thats right why get out of wet clothes? No point in it.

Today i didnt do much, drove around a couple times, went to blockbuster and got Kill Bill volume 1. I had already seen it but its a good movie. The thing is i got the last copy that the guy had just put back actually. And as im getting ready to check out, this hot girl comes in and asks him if kill bill was in. He said one copy. Then i handed him the case he looked at it and said no wait its out. I felt kind of bad since i had already seen the movie. But i figured if she wanted we could work an arangement out. Yup thats right, pauls mind. To the gutter. She just looked at me hopin i would just be like oh she can have it. Yea right, like thats gonna happen. Looks are nice but trust me it takes far more then that to get me to cave in on something. Tears are a good start. If i see a girl cry, i feel like an asshole. Even if i didnt have anything to do with it. Its just the way it is. Then i thought well she could always come back to the aparment and watch it. And i swear. I had the best intentions in mind. Trust me...

Anyways i get back and play some more Resident evil Outbreak online. Its a great game. Lots of fun. Get back online and start talkin to mary. She invities me over to her house for a "Potato Party" Now some of you may be asking yourself what the fuck is a potato party. Well i asked mary that. A potato party is where we cook potatos and eat them. Thats right. And its a party. So i said sure ill come over. I mean she said she was gonna cook, so lets see, a free meal and someone cookin it for me. Yea im game. So we have this potato party. And it was actually alot of fun. I met this guy named nick. He was funny. Lots of jokes were made. And it was good. So let me just say thanks mary for the good time tonight. I enjoyed it. Now im back here and getting ready for bed. Got somethings to do tommorow. I will more then likely right a long post tommorow night. You will know why its long when you see the title im sure. Anyways till then good night all.

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Monday, April 12, 2004

Man oh Man.....

Well first off let me say thanks to everyone for their comments. I do check them daily so they dont go un noticed. I appreacite all feedback left for me. If there is a part of my rants that you like let me know. If there is a part you dont like much let me know. Granted dont expect it to really change much. I just like to know what people like and dislike. Im an inquizzitive person. I like to know what people are thinking even if they dont want me too. Just curious i guess. But if im actually able to see the person while they are saying things i can usually read them. Even if they arent saying certain things i still know what they are hiding. Weird?? Yes. Of course its never 100% on. Im sure im off sometimes. But for some reason i am far more right with the thoughts then i am wrong. I dont want to sound cocky or anything, just i would like to think i am able to read people preatty well. I mean i ask questions that really dont mean anything, but their answers to them can say things. And trust me, ive done it everyone i know. It lets me get to know their personallity better. Even if they dont want me too. Which is why if your one of my close friends its because ive looked into you and saw what i liked. I saw a combination of different attitutdes and traits that i think makes a good friend and they also more then likely share many traits that i myself have. Lets see an example would be ryan. As he says, he is brutaly honest. That my friends i greatly enjoy. I love to be brutally honest with people, since there is no reason to hide anything because if they dont like ya for what you are or what you think fuck em.

So i state my mind, and yes it gets me in fights, lots of them over the course of my life so far. And yes ive lost friendships over it and i will lose more before my life is done. But thats the way i am. Its the way it has to be. Honesty is always the best way to deal with things. So if you ask me a question. You better expect a real answer. I mean if you look at me and say paul do i look good in what im wearing. If you look fine ill tell ya. If you look horrible ill tell ya, If you look like a slut. Such as bryan in tight leather pants. I will definatly tell ya. None of that you look great no matter what. Fuck that. They asked your opinion for a reason. Might as well give it to them instead of some answer on tape type of deal. You know what i mean. Lets say a girl asks ya something. The usual response for a male would be to tell her what she wants to here and make her happy and happy with you. I guess i can see why they do that. But i just dont do it. If a girl says paul am i ugly? I tell her my thoughts. It could go either no your not and your foolish for thinking such nonesense. Or i could say, i wouldnt say ugly but how about less attractive. But then i would go on to explain it doesnt matter what i think, what should matter to anyone is what they themselves think about it. If they think they look good, go with it. If you think you look like shit, fine. If you wanna fix it, do it. If you dont then stop worrying about it and move on. I look at myself in the mirror.

I know i could make myself better. I could easily lose some weight, shave more often shit like that. But i enjoy being me. I mean i could never be some jacked guy who walks around on the beach with a 6 pack flexin his muscles and just acting like an idiot. But i would never want to be that guy anyways, since i of course hate douchebags. Latley people have been saying that ive lost weight. I dont see it. I might have, i might not have. Frankly weight comes and goes. Im sure it will come back at some point. Til next fall atleast. Then ill get back in to my workout regimine with Bryan. I miss the gym this semester. Its a great stress reliever. I mean i would go with bryan 3 times a week last semester and do endurance training with him. It was great. I loved it. Sure i complained while doing it. But thats to keep up apperances, someone like me cant seem to want to do that stuff. Im supposed to be lazy right? But then i told bryan one day thanks, thanks for getting me back into it. And i ment it. I forgot how great it was. And i am dying to get back to it next fall. Plus, this is the added bonus. There is going to be a fucking Heavy Bag at our house next fall. Man i cant wait to wail on that fucking thing. I got into hitting the heavy bag near the end of last semester. Great stress reliever. I would just hit that thing, with everything i have for a couple mins and be so much happier since the rage left. What i would give to have one this semester. So much rage, nowhere to vent it. Of course i should probably use gloves, but i didnt last semester and all that happend was i took the skin off my knuckles. A little blood one day from it. No biggie.

Is it wrong to enjoy pain sometimes? Is it wrong that when you hurt you do it more to test your pain threshold? Ive done it many times, not just with the punching bag. Many things. Sometimes pain is the only release. That sounds bad and scary probably but its true. Pain makes everything else seem less important. Which is all i look for. Something to help me forget. Forget the pain, forget the issues, forget all of the problems that i seem to always find. Now dont go thinking that i like hurt myself on purpose. I dont. But if i get hurt i keep messin with it and makin it hurt more. And to be honest yes i do put myself in situations where getting hurt is more likely. But i dont care. Never have, never will.

So i tried to quit smoking. I wouldnt really say tried. I mean on the ride back to tupper i had only a couple left and i told myself that when this box was done i wouldnt buy another one and see how long i could go. Next day i bought one. Now dont think im addicted. I can quit. I know i can its a matter of mentallity. And i would like to think that when it comes to shit like this i can easily top it. But the thing is really wanting to quit. If i wanted to i could. I tell myself i want to. But why?? Because someone else tells me they are worried? That i am killing myself slowly and that they hate to see it? Thats why i figured i should stop. As we know i hate to disappoint people. But honestly shouldnt i quit because i want too? And right now they are keeping me from losing it completely. They calm me down. Now im sure some of you are saying but paul. They are a stimulant, they actually do the opposite. I know that. But for some reason when i smoke my mind clears. All the voices telling me different things shut the fuck up for a couple mins. Yea i hear voices in my head. Not like, Kill Kill Kill voices. But voices that state things i dont wanna hear and dont wanna believe but i have too. So i smoke, and i quiet those voices so that i can enjoy myself for a couple mins. I might try to quit again soon. But i want everyone to understand i might become very short with people for awhile. Get antsy, and edgy. Take things personally, and thinks lots of shit i probably shouldnt. So if i tell ya im trying to quit just be aware of that.

So i watched some movies over break so far. Lets see. Thursday night i watched Open Range with Kevin Costner. I was a little skeptical at first. It was a decent movie. Ive seen better, but i have seen far worse as well. Plus with Robert Duval in the movie its got a good cast. The other one i watched that night was Matrix Revolutions. I actually got half way through it and turned it off. I had already seen it anyways. Just didnt have to drive to watch it anymore. Friday night i watched The Rundown staring the one and only Rock. Its a funny movie and i enjoyed it. I had seen that in the theaters as well but i knew i would enjoy it. With Christopher Walken in it, talking about the tooth fairy how could you not? Last night i rented Mona Lisa Smile. Yup thats right a pure chick flick. I didnt rent it for me, in fact i didnt even watch it. Since i had seen it over break with jessie at the theaters. I got it for my mom. Figured she had put up with my movies i might as well get one for her. She watche it this morning before i woke up. She told me she really enjoyed it. I told her i figured she would since i liked it and it was a chick flick. So last night i watched Runaway Jury on pay per view. Really good movie, far better then i expected. But then again it had a great cast with Hackman and Cusack in it. Alright quick question anyone else think Cusack is a great actor? I mean so many movies he was in that i really enjoyed. I could go back to like One Crazy Summer. But my favorite movie of his is easily High Fidelity, that one made me realize how good an actor he is. Anyways thats basically all ive done over break. Watch movies. I think im gonna get HBO at my apartment now, i watched sopranos tonight man ive missed that show. So i figure ill get HBO so i have somethin to watch for this last month in school.

Alright so i gotta finish this project im working on. I want to get it done before i head back to oswego since i dont have the supplies i need there to finish it. And no its not for school. Its for someone. I can talk about it more after its done and delieverd. Well im going to get to work on it since i just have tonight and tommorow. Night all.

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Friday, April 09, 2004

Home Sweet Home

Well spring break started today. So i came home for a while. Figure i could use the time away from everything and just calm myself down. Its worked so far. I mean i came to a couple of conclusions today. First off when i was driving i figured that, that is actually when i am happiest in my life. Im always happy when im behind the wheel of a car. Im not sure why. It could be that im in controll of everything, or maybe im in controll of nothing and thats the great part. Either way i love it. Driving calms me, makes me serene. I also thought of something else about my driving. Now i dont want to sound like im bragging but lots of my friends have said im one of the better drivers they know. I mean sure there might be times where i make a mistake. Such as running that red light with djere. I seriously thought it was green and the other guy was turning left, so i went into the right lane and just went through. But those types of mistakes are few and far between. I think one of the reasons i am a good driver could be the fact that im not worried. I dont worry about what could happen if i make a mistake behind the wheel. If i make a mistake so be it, thats life. So i drive. The way i want to drive. Sometimes its viewed as reckless. Thats fine, it probably is. But i enjoy it and i am good at it so why not do it? Today i left my apartment at 515. Stopped to get gas, then later stopped at another place and got a drink and candy bar. Now its supposed to take someone about 3 hours to get home. I hit tupper it was 730. I made it home in 2 hours and 15 mins. Including stops. So of course i was going over the speed limit. And the great part was the cops that went by me didnt even give me a second thought. Averaging atleast 80 on the interstate and 70 on the normal highways. Made some good time. And for once i wasnt worried about anything. My mind wasnt focused on what it has been focused on alot latley. Instead i just sang that songs on my cd. Thank god for mp3 players. I had 165 songs on the cd, so i didnt need to change it at all. And there were songs for all kinds of moods.

Anyways the second thing i figured out was what it felt like to be loved unconditionally. I mean it may sound weird but i forgot what it was like til i saw my puppy. The second i pulled in the yard he was at the window barking his head off. Second i got near the door there he was with his head poking out the second i opened it. I got inside and he started running laps in the house and then comming back to my feet while i unpacked. I sit in the leather recliner to watch Open Range with my parents and the second i put up the foot rest he jumped up and layed right at my legs with his head on the arm rest. And he slept like that during the movie. I had forgotten what it was like to have someone, anyone care about you. And yes it is a dog, but that dog doesnt hate me for little things, doesnt get mad about people saying things. He just loves. You could be a stranger and sure he would bark, til you get inside, then he just wants to be petted. He doesnt hate anything, he loves all. And its great. The great thing is when new people come he almost ignores the regulars like me and my parents and stays around them. Like jess when she came up over winter break. My dog would follow her and want her to pet him all the time. He is like that with everyone. And comming home helped remind me of that. I miss it. Alot. Thats all i look for. But i get the feeling im destined to look forever. And i am prepared too. Its worth it.

I just dont know, i mean it makes me happy to be here. And i really just dont worry about anything when i am home which is great. But it also helps me realize things i miss. I dont know anymore. Love unconditionally, it sounds great doesnt it? I just get the feeling that when you deal with things like humans thats impossible to get. There will always be a condition to everything with the human race. You might not see it at the begining, but its there. Sometimes you realize the condition, but its too late. You have lost it. And no matter how much you would want it back, you cant have it. Anyways enough talk for now. I gotta get to sleep. Got a personal project i gotta get done before i go back next week. And i know its gonna take some time to put the finishing touches on it. So til tommorow goodnight everyone. And i love you all, unconditionally.

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Sunday, April 04, 2004

1234-1234

You, you try, you try to get by.
"You're never going to pull it off",
"You shouldn't even try"
"You're a wet cigarette",
"You're always second best",
but they're never going to give a shit about anybody but themselves.
So you fight for them to realize;
there's more to life,
there's more to you,
there's more than meets the eye.
And when you're done, the battle's been won.
You sit back, you smile and this is what you hum,
you hum:

....12341234....

The years go by,
the time it does fly.
Every single second is a moment in time that passes
oh, so quick and it seems like nothing,
but when you're looking back,
well it amounts to everything.
I've got myself. I've got my friends.
I've got my little family,
but that's not where it ends.
This one goes out to you,
it goes out to everyone.
It's in the name of honesty because life has just begun.

.... 12341234....

Look around little brother,
Can you tell me what you see?
You're a big boy now,
so take responsibility.
You never had it hard,
but now it's getting tough,
so you whine, whine,
whine and you say you've had enough.
You say i'm full of shit That i'm a hypocrite I shouldn't talk,
when i can't take the advice that i give?
Well maybe you're right,
but open your eyes: the main difference here is that i try, try, try.

Its a song by Catch-22. Good song. Great lyrics. especailly for this time in my life. Anyways more later, back to the midterm.

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Drinkin night

So tonight i went over to the girls house. I wasnt going to do anything, actually i was going to do my homework since what i had hoped to do had fallen through. So i go to put gas in my car and come home and have 6 messages from mary. Telling me i should go over to her house and drink with everyone. And i wanted too. I had wanted to get trashed since i would say 6pm. But i didnt think i should because of my mental state and the last thing i ever wanted to be was one of those depressed drunks, talking about their sad things and crying all over the place. Well first off i can say i wasnt a depressed drunk tonight thank god. So after mary convinced me to go over and drink and then go out to the bars i went and shaved, then put on a nice shirt and headed over. I got over there and got a beer from marys fridge. Then sat down and talked with everyone. I hadnt seen some of them since last spring. So i mean its been a long time. And i forgot that some of them hadnt seen me since i shaved off the facial hair in the fall. So i got a compliment on that, thanks alice. And we sat and talked and drank for awhile. i had a beer and 2 and a half smirinoffs. Yes thats right i enjoy the bitch brew. Make fun all you want ive heard it all. I just dont like the taste of beer, never have, doubt i ever will. The only way i can drink beer alot is by playing beruit. Which i would like to say im preatty good at after practicing in gooses basement for what a year and a half i believe. Lots of good nights happend in that time let me tell ya. They were great memories. Anyways we finally decide to go the bars and go to the brick. Me, Bryan, Lyndsay and Ryan sat at a table and i had trashed Ryan go and get us both drinks. Yes i yet again got a girly drink i guess. I got a sex on the beach. I love them they are great. So i have that, bryan goes with nate to get a long island iced tea. However when bryan comes back with his and nate's with nate nowhere around. So after my sex on the beach i take the long island iced tea and drink that. i didnt want to drink to the point of where i had trouble walking because i had to drive home. And in all honesty i probably shouldnt have drove still. Driving was a little weird tonight. I mean i was nowhere near reckless just reaction time was a bit slow. But i can hide intoxication well if i say so. So it was fine. Im home and safe, no worries. I know i shouldnt say it but i have driven many times in tupper after drinking. Not safe yes, but its tupper and i am still in controll when i do it. Back to the story. So we decide to go get some pizza at cams. Lyndsay and I came to a discovery in cams. You have to get buzzed into the bathroom thats why it always seems locked when we try to use it. So now we know, and knowing is half the battle. Im sure a couple of you can tell me what thats from. So we walk back to the girls house so Lyndsay can drive the guys back and i get my car to head home. All in all it was a fun night. I got to see people i havent seen in a long time and i enjoyed it. And the drinking did sort of help me forget about lifes fucking problems. If even for a little while. On the other side when im intoxicated things that usually wouldnt seem like good ideas to paul sound like fine ideas. And usually i act upon them. So i wrote an email tonight. And im not sure if ill get shit for the email or not. Its hard to say. Guess ill have to wait and see huh. Anyways heres to hoping that the email doesnt get me more shit. And with that im going to head to bed its fucking late and i got my homework that i didnt do tonight to do tommorow. But i wouldnt have it any other way. Good night all.

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Saturday, April 03, 2004

Prayers

Just a quick note. I talked to my mom today. She informed me that Mr and Mrs Grulich died last night in a plane crash. They were such nice people. They loved everyone and were always so cheerful. Mr Grulich was my 10th grade science teacher and he was always so nice to me. His wife was my P.E teacher in elementary school. She too was always nice and cheerful. They lived on the street behind me so i would see them alot. And on halloween instead of the little candy bars most people had they would have selections for you. Want this necklace? How about this coloring book. Or this toy car. They loved kids and kids loved them. But they are gone now and my prayers are with their remaining family. Why is it that the decent people in tupper lake die early while the ones that are complete assholes live into their 90's? Life just isnt fair.

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Good/Bad. Hard to say.

Of course im talking about the last couple days. I mean ive had both good things and bad things happen. Nothing massivly major in either direction. But still. Lots of things add up over time dont they? Well lets start off with yesterday. I get up at 645 on 3 hours sleep like i normally do to get to my 8am class. Get up, get ready and head to school. On the way to class i notice that the steering feels a little off, but just figured it was because i was exhausted. I get to class, and there was like all of 6 people in class. Figures since we had a test on tuesday they knew they could miss. Well anyways the teacher lets us out early since she didnt really want to move onto to much new stuff. So i think about registering for classes, but i was dead tired and just wanted to sleep, so i said ill take care of that on monday. Which i still plan on doing. So i head out to my car. Get in and start to pull away only to feel the front left of the car going bump,bump,bump. I get out. I had a fuckin flat. Figures. So i go to the gas station right next to the campus, luckily there was enough air so i wasnt riding on the rim. I get there and put air in the tire to see if maybe it was an april fools joke and someone just let the air out. No fuckin chance. The second i fill it up i hear air rushing out of it. So i fill it back up, and take off hoping to make it home without the tire running out of air. So im goin about 75 on the road back to oswego, not the safest thing yes, but i was on a time frame here. So i get home and know im gonna have to put the donut on it. But i figure doesnt matter right now im not going anywhere so why not just go to bed. So thats what i did, i slept. But before sleeping i message Bryan and ask him to help with the tire, since yes paul hasnt had to change a tire before and isnt to handy with a jack. So he came over when i woke up around like 230. So of course at this time it has to be raining right? I mean there is no way its gonna be sunny out when i have to change a tire. So me and bryan work on changing the tire and get it done. We come inside and start talkin about lots of things. Then i realized what time it was and that i had to jet because i promised jess i would pick her up at 345 for her appointment at 4.

So i speed across town and make it to the campus. I get there and jess thought i had forgotten about her. So i told her i was sorry, car had a flat and i had to fix it. Which isnt a lie. So we get in the car and head to the appointment. Now me and jess were supposed to talk afterwards but she told me she had to talk to her dad about the fasfa after her meeting but that we could talk after that if i wanted so i agreed. I then dropped her off to her meeting and headed back here to kill time for an hour. I went and picked her back up and we went back to the dorms and decided we were going to get dinner after she was done talking to her dad as well. Since we both hadnt eaten. Well about an hour later or so she finishes with her dad, but she had forgotten about a concert at 8 and it was about 7 at the time we were gonna leave. She didnt want to cut our time short or cut our discussion short so she called her friend and told him that she wasnt going to be able to make it because she had promised me to have the talk and eat. I appreciated that, i mean i was happy that she was willing to miss it for our conversation. So we go to wendys and get food. Of course she gets mayonaise to go with the ketchup to put on her fries. I still just shake my head at that. Its disgusting, case closed. Plus we arent in holland are we?? Isnt that where they put mayonaise on fries??

Anyways we discuss her dream, we discuss my dream. We discuss my smoking habits and how she doesnt really like them since i am killing myself slowly and she hates to see me do it. So i actually didnt smoke on our ride later where as i would normally have had about 4 in the time frame. We discuss my blog while in wendys. She tells me that things i have written as of late have worried her and made others worry as well. I told her that wasnt my intent and it wasnt. Its just that is my frame of mind, has been for a long time. I just have been able to hide it.. And yes i do have it in my profile so those that want to can read it. But the fact still remains that the blog is to help me ease my mind right? I mean its for me to get shit off my chest and to vent. So im going too. No pulled punches, nothin like that. So consider this the warning for future posts. Some will be depressing. Some will be happy. All will probably somewhat long and more then likely a little weird when comming from my mind. So if you are afraid you might read something that makes you either mad, sad, glad and any other word that has ad in it. I mean serioulsy if you dont think you can handle what i say dont read. Im sure i will worry people at times. But understand its better i write it down then keep inside isnt it? If i keep things inside wont the eat away at me and turn me into a monster? Or worse yet, someone who just hates everyone and himself? So i say what i want and what i feel. Its the way things are.

Sorry about that. Now back to the story. So we get done eatting and go to have our talk. I will leave specifics out of it becasue it was a personal conversation between me and jess. Just understand that we both had good talks. And amazingly enough i was actaully able to say things this time. I have a bad habit of saying i want to talk about something and then not being able to in person because to be honest females just intimidate the hell out of me. Not sure why but they do. Anyways we finish our conversation and i bring her back to the dorms so she can get ready to see her friend later. She gave me a couple hugs while saying bye because i know she saw i was kind of sad. Sadly i cant really tell ya why it just has to do with the last part of conversation and the way i felt about something. She told me that what i felt wasnt true and it wasnt going to be like that and to trust her. So i try, but its hard. I mean i just look at the circumstances and just dont see a way to believe it can work the way she said. Anyways i leave and head home, and on the way back to my apartment i feel my eyes start to water. And im thinking to myself what the hell?? Why on earth are my eyes watering. So i make sure i get home fast. I get home and feel myself in a very down mindset. And i just couldnt figure out for the life of my why the hell i was down. I had an idea but i didnt know if that could be it. But i finally figured it out in my head. I dont know if i should say it in here or not. What the hell i know its not the smartest move but its better out then in. I realized that i had missed jess. Missed talking with her, missed hanging out with her. Missed the hugs and closeness. And i also realized that im gonna miss them more now. Im sure some of you know our friendship has taken a hit this semester. With me being off campus and everything. And i just dont know if we can fix it. So thats what made me sad i think. Is that even with how much i miss seeing her and talking with her about things and being close that its just not going to go back to the way it was, no matter how much i wish it could. Anyways jess agreed while getting out of the car it is harder to talk about things in person. And that we would continue our conversation very soon. Which i hope we do. Im sure in due time we will. Anyways the rest of that night is very uneventful, i played some xbox and and watched tv. Ahh cowboy bebop, family guy and futurama. Its a good hour an a half spent nightly. Then i remember shit, Kid notorious is on Comedy central. So i actaully watched that instead of Family guy and Futurama last night. Its a funny fuckin show. I enjoy it, hope its comming back soon.

So that brings us to today. I get up at 2 today. Thats right i can sleep in on basically any day i wish. Its great. Except today i woke up with a fuckin migrane. I didnt play around with it today, i went took some stuff and got rid of that fucker. I get them alot in spring it sucks. So then i decide to call dad and say call larry and ask him to look at the tire and see if it can be fixed. No word from dad an hour later so i call larrys garage and talk to them. They said yes we can look at it but be here by 430. I said no problem it was 345 i should be there easily by then. Well i forgot about the trafic issue in oswego on fridays. So it was traffic jam. Doenst help when 3 cop cars and 2 ambulences are on the other side of the bridge because of some accident or something. Luckily i noticed it before i headed across and cut across two lanes to turn left and go down a back road. Saved some time there, that im sure of. So i get to larrys at about 422. Lucky me. He fixed the tire and only charged me 5 bucks. Which was fine by me. So i drive home and get ready for a night with the guys.

I was gonna meet Bryan and Ryan around 645 for pizza at cams then we were goin to the movies to see Walking Tall. So we went and ate, went and saw the movie. It was as good as i expected. No great story, decent action with the rock hitting people with a big piece of lumber. And Knoxville had some good comedy lines in the movie. So after that we leave and the guys invite me back to the dorms for awhile. Of course i accepted. I mean it was that or come here and sit by myself. Yay!. So we go back and me and Bryan play a little football on his xbox. Of couse we dominated. Im happy to report that the fist game. Half Back Paul Lefebvre had rushed for 134 yards and 3 touchdowns on like 12 carries. Oh yea did i mention that Lefebvre is the top running back in the league. And of course he is made to stats. 5'8 300lbs. I mean sure maybe i lied a bit on the speed and such but really whos looking at that. So while we are playing a second game, Ryan gets a message from Nate askin if we wanted to go visit and have some beers. We said sure why the hell not.

So on the way to Nates i see this car pull a U-turn and start following me. I mean whenever i turned he would stick with me. I figured shit, its either some i have pissed off, or someone hoping to see where i leave the new car. I go to park in front of nates and the car slows down, they look at me and then pull down the road a bit. The turn back around and head back. I figure great they are gonna bitch at me for something. They stop the car and say, Do you know where the happin bars are tonight? I was like um not really. So ryan comes over thinking they are givin me shit. And he gladly tells them a couple bars to go to. They were 30 year old guys from niagra falls looking for college tail. In this town their chances of getting some is about a 95%. So congrats guys. Anyways we go inside and there is no nate. We call throughout the house, no nate, no answer. So we decided to wait a couple mins. Nate comes back he had to go get some keroseen for the heater. So we sat in the living room and talked for about an hour and a half. Guys being guys. It was fun. I enjoyed it. Then we had to leave, Bryan has a Tournament tommorow in fulton. He is gonna be fighting the blackbelts from other areas. Good luck buddy. So we say night and bryan lets me borrow his jack and jack stand so i can change my tire tommorow when i get up. I got laundry to do and a tire to change so i should try and get up at a resonably early hour. Maybe noon.

And that brings us back to here. Where i am yet again watchin tv, playin videogames, and writing in my blog. I do have some things on my mind. Im sure that some of you can figure out what. Especially with this post. Im sure my mind will be at ease at somepoint and then i can just enjoy myself. I just really hope me and jess can finish our conversation either tommorow or sunday. But definatly before i leave for break on wednesday. Anyways i hope you guys enjoyed that thing i posted earlier today. Im happy you did it lyndsay. And of course your white. You know that. We understand each other great. Hence the reason i said that thing was fuckin accurate on basically all accounts.

Im sure you can see the good and bad things the last couple of days. Good things such as the talk with jess, hanging out with the guys. The bad things such as Flat tire comming out of class, thinking someone is gonna start some shit, and having to realize why i was sad last night. I would still say the good things outweighed the bad a little bit. But not by much that flat tire just pissed me off so much. Even new cars give me problems. Like chris said in his message to me yesterday. That i have no luck with cars. I should get either a horse. Or a midget with a saddle. Frankly i think the midget with a saddle sounds more fun. Could you imagine pullin up to school on a midget. Just think of the chicks you would score with that. Oh yea!!

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Friday, April 02, 2004

Try this.

Hey i got this email and tried it. I would say its preatty fuckin accurate. Exspecially with the colors part. You will see what i mean just dont jump ahead. My answers are gonna be at the bottom so you can see what i said, if you want feel free to post your answers in the Comments section .Thanks

Just 4 questions and the answers will surprise you. Do not cheat by looking up the answers.

The mind is like a parachute, it works best when it is opened.
This is fun to do, but you have to follow the instructions very closely.



Do not cheat.

MAKE A WISH BEFORE BEGINNING THE TEST!!

A Warning! Answer the questions as you go along. There are only four

questions and if you see them all before finishing, you will not have

honest results. Go down slowly and do each exercise as you scroll down.

Don't, look ahead Get pencil and paper to write your answers as you go along.

You will need it at the end.



This is an honest questionnaire that will tell you a lot about your true self.





PERSONALITY TEST:





Put the following five animals in the order of your preference.

Write down the animal names (not just the letter)

Cow

Tiger

Sheep

Horse

Pig



(Stop)




Write one word that describes each one of the following:

Dog

Cat

Rat

Coffee

Sea



(Stop)


Think of someone (who also knows you and is important to you)

that you can relate to the following colors (do not repeat your answer

twice, Name just one person for each color.)

Yellow

Orange

Red

White

Green



(Stop)


Finally, write down your favourite number and your favourite day of the week.



(Stop)

Wish for something you REALLY WANT.



Look at the interpretations below: (but first before continuing, repeat

your wish.)





Item # 1: This will define your priorities in your life.

Cow Signifies CAREER

Tiger Signifies PRIDE

Sheep Signifies LOVE

Horse Signifies FAMILY

Pig Signifies MONEY

Item # 2:

Your description of dog implies YOUR OWN PERSONALITY.

Your description of cat implies the personality of YOUR PARTNER.

Your description of rat implies the personality of YOUR ENEMIES.

Your description of coffee is how you interpret SEX.

Your description of the sea implies YOUR OWN LIFE.

Item # 3:

Yellow: Someone you will never forget

Orange: Someone you consider your true friend

Red: Someone that you really love

White: Your twin soul

Green: Someone that you will remember for the rest of your life

Item # 4:

You have to send this message to as many persons as your favourite number

and your wish will come true on the day that you put.


"The only way to fail is to quit"


My answers to the first part was Tiger, Horse, Sheep,Cow Pig.
The second part was Ruff, Pretty, Vermine, Hyper and Calm.
Third part is Yellow- Bryan, Orange - Steph, Red - Jess, White - Lyndsay, and Green - Ryan.

Number was 5, and the day was friday. Anyways i just found it kind of strange to be be as accurate as it was. Later all. ill write more tonight about yesterday and whatever happens today.

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Thursday, April 01, 2004

Best man..... Me????

So today was an interesting day. Not much happend but it was still interesting. I mean i woke up around 130pm today. Since i of course dont have classes on wednsday. Did a couple chores around the apartment, cleaned a little and got ready to go to dinner with my brother and his fiance. Thats right they wanted to take me to dinner. So they got here around 5 and we talked about things in my life. School, friends, stuff like that. Then they wanted to go to a resturant. They saw the ruby tuesdays and wanted to go there but i explained to them that it wasnt open yet. So we decided to go to friendlys. It was a decent meal. I did enjoy the chocolate shake. yum. So we get back to my place and my brother first starts saying so it looks like you have lost weight. I told him i didnt think i had but thanks. However i have had others who know me say that as well. So maybe its true. Heres hoping huh. So then we talked about me taking vitamins. And he told me i should take my vitamin daily instead of when i remember. Well if i rememberd daily i would take it daily wouldnt i? Anyways then we discuss my hair loss. Damn it. I used to have wonderfull hair. Now its leaving, and i am getting gray hair. So my brother got the idea that I might have a gland problem which is why im going gray and losing my hair at the same time aparently. So then he finishes with so what are you doing on april 16th of next year. I said umm well i thought it was your wedding but i can do somethin else if you want. He just said well your going to be the best man. Needless to say i was dumbfounded. I was like dan im appreciate it, but if there is someone else you wanna have do it thats fine. But then i said alright ill do it. I mean me and my brother love each other but i figured that he would want one of his friends he has grown up with to do it for him. But instead he chose me, his younger brother. Thinking about it, it makes me wanna cry. Not because of sadness for once. But because im happy. It really means alot for him to pick me like that. Because one thing with my brother, with my whole family really is. If we dont want to do something or dont want to pick something we wont. No matter how much pushing from people. We like to make our own decisions which means that to he truely wants me as his best man. Of course im worried. I mean im gonna have to give that little speech at the banquet and i am definatly not a public speaker. What am i gonna say?? "Hey dan rememeber the time... and we were able to hide it from mom and dad. Oh shit they still didnt know huh. Talking about the time we broke some things in the house when we decided it would be fun to play football inside. Bad idea yes, but the dog we had at the time took the blame. I dont know, its gonna be great either way. Of course i told my mom about what dan said. She got so happy. She was happy i finally had good news to give her instead of the bad news i always have. Then i told her about my test grades and everything else, the fact that we might have found a house to stay in next year. All good news. So im gonna leave it at that for tonight. I mean not much left to say about today. Im sure ill have alot more to talk about tommorow night. Busy busy day tommorow. Night all.

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