February 28, 2008

  • She burns like a fire dispite these rains...

    Been too long since I've plastered some poetry up here... so let me present to you... a random poem by me:


    Pero El Sol


    We are all of the world,
    and nothing is light,
    except for the sun...
    We all go to work,
    and then go to sleep
    when our day is done.


    Why do we live...
    Why do we breathe...
    Why do we have fun?
    Like a bird out of cage,
    like a dog off a leash,
    like a man on the run.


    We are slaves of the light,
    we are slaves of the norm,
    we are slaves of the gun.
    We laugh and we cry,
    we we growl and we scream,
    but we are mute and are dumb.


    We light up the earth,
    and we light up the sky,
    and we think that we've won,
    but we are all of the world
    and NOTHING is light
    except for the sun!


     


    Ok, now for my second instalment in my letter-a-day program:


    bI  am a firm believer that everybody needs to find the perfect way to BALANCE themselves.  I'm not talking about some kind of physcological standpoint, or about "living a better live".  I mean, it would be nice if more people just learned how to walk normally, be less clumsy, not rock about as they move as if they are about to tip over.  It would probably be alot easier if your pants weren't down to your knees.  But even if people we to simply focus more on respecting themselves, and carrying themselves in a way that expresses self-importance and dignification, that many of us would be better off.  One of the things I like to look for in people is a since of pride or control in the way they conduct themselves... that is all.


     


     


    Until next time... good luck with life :)

February 27, 2008

  • With my feet upon the ground, I lose myself between the sound...

       So they finally fixed the billboard down my street.  The billboard was an anti-drug advertisement that featured a picture of a mousetrap with a spoon full of heroin on it - instead of the usual mousetrap bait.  The caption on it now correctly reads:  Kids now call heroin "cheese".  Their first taste could be their last.  This is a welcome change to the previous and presumably incorrect caption:  Kids now call heroin "cheese".  Their first taste should be their last.  Everytime I saw that billboard I suspected something fishy, but just went on to assume that it must be over my head, and since I had no plans on acquiring any of this new heroin anyways, I had generally decided to let it slide.  I'm just glad that I wasn't the only one who had noticed.


     


      Oh, and I had planned this big long entry featuring letters of the alphabet and a mood for them.  I was almost done with said entry when my browser froze and I lost all my work.  Instead (at the suggestion of my lovely assistant), I have decided to realese each letter on a post by post basis.  It won't be anything terribly spectacular... just a little gimmick to keep people wondering what form the next letter will take on and what word I might associate with it.


     


    a


    Yay, the first letter of the alphabet.  For this letter, I will choose the word ARCANE.  I like that word because it is a general invitation to the mysterious and unknown.  I thouroughly enjoy themes that tweak the inner parts of your mind.  To see just what I mean... try performing a Google Image Search of the word "arcane" and see what bizzare shapes and sights your eyes might find.


     


     


    That is all for now...


      I hope you enjoy my new theme and songs... I tried to pick songs that were generally easy listening, yet at the same time exhibited something new or were just songs that most people aren't familiar with.  Not mainstream songs if you will.  I'm not a very mainstream person.  I also plan on getting more active within the xanga community and perhaps learning something new every once in a while.


     


    "'Til next time, good luck with life!"

February 22, 2008

  • All hell can't stop us now...

    8 ounces of Botulism Exotoxin (Botox) could kill the entire world's population.


     


    Sometimes you learn very interesting useless things in class.  But you must admit, that is a scary thought to think about.  There are so many dangerous people in the wolrd.


     


    Hah, everytime I think of the band Rage Against the Machine, I think of the movie series The Matrix.  So many people didn't like the last two films of the trilogy because "they didn't make sense".  I don't know if I'm just that much smarter than everyone else, but I really think I understand them fairly well.  Or at least, I have devoloped my own comfortable understanding of them.  I won't bore you by delving too far into it, I just really appreciate the general theme of accepting the spread of technology and becoming at peace with man's own monster.
        The funny thing is, I personally am not very supportive of waves of technology changing us... in a way, I'm kind of old fashioned, I don't even really like cell phones, and the only reason I use AIM is because so many other people do... I just think that those means of communication are so impersonal.  I am perhaps old fashioned, but I don't mind... I like it.


     


    Lastly, on a different note... Is it a requirement to be good looking in order to be president?  When was the last time we had a truly ugly president.... and if Obama Bin-Laden somehow makes it, I suppose that will only continue the trend... people must be blinded by charms.


     


    Hope you enjoyed the video


     


    Like Always... Like Never Before
    'til next time... good luck with life


    (by the way... correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe that ALL this time I have been spelling the word til wrong... like in EVERY post.  I believe it is a derivative of the word until... wich I KNOW is spelled with one 'L' but I have spelled the word "till" in all of my previous entries before, if I'm correct now, I can't believe no one caught me!)

February 20, 2008

  • Strawberry Fields Forever

        Ok, so me and Ruby are sitting in class now (this is the second one of these in a row I've done while sitting in class )


        mom, if you're reading this, nothing is going on right now, and i'm paying attetion.


     


        anyways...
        me and ruby are anxiously anticipating the results of our biology test, which may or may not be very good... (depending on how good of a guesser i am)... just kidding mom


        ha, thats funny, i don't even know if she's going to actually read this, she checks it kinda randomly really


     


        ok, we just got our tests back and um, we are going to study harder next time(um, mom, i mean i got an A)


     


        lastly, to clear any confusion... Amber and I are not engaged... yet.  I love her so much though, i love her alot.


     


     


    thegreateadie (7:20:06 PM): stfu

    thegreateadie (7:20:20 PM): where's my fucking midget jelly?

    "Jeremy" (7:25:51 PM): dude wtf

    thegreateadie (7:26:00 PM): what?

    "Jeremy" (7:26:04 PM): your not paying 200 for that shit

    thegreateadie (7:26:11 PM): yes i am

    thegreateadie (7:26:13 PM): and no less

    "Jeremy" (7:26:27 PM): what a fucking ripoff

    thegreateadie (7:26:33 PM): fine

    "Jeremy" (7:26:33 PM): gtfo my store

    thegreateadie (7:26:40 PM): 30K and thats my final offer

    "Jeremy" (7:26:56 PM): *calls security

    thegreateadie (7:27:02 PM): lmao

    thegreateadie (7:27:18 PM): *throws wads of money on the ground

    "Jeremy" (7:27:23 PM): gtfo

    "Jeremy" (7:27:26 PM): brb

    thegreateadie (7:27:29 PM): *throws more money

    thegreateadie (7:43:18 PM): GIVE ME MY JELLY

    "Jeremy" (7:51:23 PM): *bro guards approach the sceen

    "Jeremy" (7:51:34 PM): bro guards: what seems to be the problem here?

    thegreateadie (8:05:13 PM): this man won't sell me my midget jelly

    "Jeremy" (8:05:46 PM): bro guards: sir, why wont you sell this man his midget jelly?

    "Jeremy" (8:05:54 PM): hes a fucking gay

    "Jeremy" (8:06:02 PM): bro guards: i see..

    thegreateadie (8:06:06 PM): fu

    "Jeremy" (8:06:28 PM): and he wants to give me 200 dollars for it!

    "Jeremy" (8:06:43 PM): bro guards: what a fucking ripoff..

    thegreateadie (8:06:45 PM): *throws more money on the ground

    thegreateadie (8:06:58 PM): *police arrive outside

    "Jeremy" (8:07:07 PM): *runs out backdoor

    thegreateadie (8:07:10 PM): lmao

    thegreateadie (8:07:19 PM): *police shoot bro gaurds to death

    "Jeremy" (8:07:28 PM): dude

    "Jeremy" (8:07:39 PM): that was uncalled for

    "Jeremy" (8:07:45 PM): that didnt even do anything!

    thegreateadie (8:07:52 PM): they were gay

    "Jeremy" (8:07:52 PM): *they

    thegreateadie (8:08:00 PM): they wouldn't make the guy sell me midget jelly

    "Jeremy" (8:08:21 PM): lol thats because you want to pay $200!

    thegreateadie (8:08:26 PM): no i don't

    thegreateadie (8:08:31 PM): i want to pay 20K

    "Jeremy" (8:09:03 PM): well theyre dead! happy now!?

    "Jeremy" (8:09:25 PM): who knows where the shopkeeper ran off to

    "Jeremy" (8:09:33 PM): probably to play some gamecube

    um yeah, thats all for now


    till next time, good luck with life

February 13, 2008

  • Life is a waterfall, we drink from the river then we turn around and put up our walls

    I'm sitting here in biology class right now (yes, I am still paying attention to the lecture). I just read someone else's xanga blog, and from it, I gained the motivation to maintain proper grammar, spelling, and punctuation as well as I could (nobody's perfect). I don't know how long I can make that last... but it will at least show that I put some care into it.

    Um, I fixed my car last night... it's surprising how many unseen events can turn a "20 minute job" into a 45 minute job. There were several different occasions where i thought i was almost done... but I was quite wrong.

    Uh... Amber and I are engaged now... we are getting married in August. Anybody who reads this is invited. I don't know much details yet.

    I am still working on that story I mentioned a few entries ago... slowly.

    I type dislexic (sp?) sometimes. I will literally completely spell out the word, only backwards. It's very odd, and kind of scary. Cures? Home remedies? Hahaha, what am I saying?

    Oh, I recently created a masterpiece *cough cough*, but some people said they will not read my xanga until I put it up on here. Well, they do need to chill out, but I will see if I can get it on here later today... it will depend upon scanner access.

    Um, that is all.



    Till next time, good luck with life.

February 6, 2008

  • Although we have no obligation to stay alive

    ok, so this isn't exactly daily, but i'm not exactly perfect


    Amber has a huge important test today that she is going to ACE and im really excited for her


    i have a tour at UPS today that they give to potential employees


     


    everything will be interesting

February 4, 2008

  • Deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live...


    stupid google


    I need to get off my lazy ass and turn in the application to that place i'm planning on working at (it will be a surprise to some of you)


    i also need to get off my lazy ass and start in on the transmission in my KrunKmobile (a.k.a. 4x4 Geo Tracker)(a.k.a. the most bad-ass car ever)(a.k.a. gonna-breakdown-at-any-minute-shitheap)


    and my brother answers the phone funny... he says "yellow" instead of hello in a really odd way that sounds fake and unimportant.


    oddly enough, i feel like writing something deep and insightful, and i have all these thoughts swimming through my cerabellum (interesting word choice) i simply don't know where to begin.


    maybe i should say... why is cheese such an intimidating mascot?  football seems to generally try to have the most intimidating team names of all the major sports... but my favorite team... the PACKERS... with the most well known football fan-tradition (wearing the cheese on the head) - seems to have a different idea... oh well, Favre will get them next year (he doesn't get older, he gets better... he's like wine... and wine goes with cheese... OH MY GOD!!!! IT ALL MAKES SENSE!!!!!!!!) that means that when they created the packers back in the 1950's or 40's or whenever it was... they KNEW the football god known as Brett Favre would be playing for them, so they named their team accordingly


     


    anyways... back to reality (oop, there goes gravity... oop, there goes rabbit, he choked, he's so mad but he won't give up that easy, he knows his whole back's to these ropes, it don't matter)


    randomness is the spice of life (or is that variety... same thing)


     


    i like to find beauty in negative spaces (also happens to be the name of Seether's new album... and a good album at that... GET IT NOW!!!!)


    um, i haven't even mentioned that I go to UTA now on here, but i'm pretty sure that all 3 of you who actually read this already know that.


    and i have decided (through a conversation with Colleen) that I will continue to write here even if i know that no one is ever going to read it again... i guess it's like my stomping grounds...


    im prolly gonna update more often now too... not that i'm not busy with that STUPID SCAFFOLDING JOB THAT I NEVER WANT TO HAVE AGAIN BECAUSE I NOW KNOW WHAT HELL IS LIKE!!!!!!!!!!


     


    :)


    life is really really really really really really good right now


    i think i found me a keeper


    she's good


    damn good


    i should do school work... of course, i should also change my underwere ever day but you don't see that happening (just kidding guys, i usually go commando most of the time anyways)...(um, just kidding again, that would be rough and uncomfortable while wearing denim which is mostly what i wear... plus, there is that dreaded zipper issue .... *shudders*)


     


    ok, im gonna go now, until i write again... hopefully tomorrow, im gonna try and make this a daily ritual even though i know that will only GARAUNTEE that this think never gets read... and i prolly just spelled that word wrong, but i don't care too much...


     


    "till next time, good luck with life"
                         -Me

February 2, 2008

  • It's your right, and your ability

    maybe you're better off this way


     


    Amber let me go to her livejournal today!
    that made me happy
    it was kinda random and i wasn't expecting it, she was just like: here you can see it now


    so that was cool


    i wish my xanga was better...


    i wish i updated it more


    i wish i didn't care that people don't care about it


    i wish i stopped making wishes


    oh, and here it is, already February (horrible way to spell a word) and still haven't even made, much less broken, my new years resolutions... i need to get on the ball... i just don't know what they should be


    i want to live better... but that is so general


    i want to keep this thing i have going for me... getting close to two months now, i want to be saying "getting close to a year and two months now" the next time im writing on February second...
    i want to be saying "getting close to ten years and two months now", when im writing this on February second 2018...


     


    thats so long from now
    i will have a fucking career by then


    i'll be settle in


    i'll be... 28


    i hope i'll be married


    (it'd be sweet if its to her)


    i hope i'll have a better plan for my life by then


    i hope i'll stop hoping... and start doing


     


    there we go


    the perfect New Years Resolution: Stop thinking, start doing...


    plus, its so vague and easily construed... that i will never actually have to say that i broke it, simply by bringing up some technicality


     


    as always...
    like never before


     


    till next time
    good luck with life

January 28, 2008

  • I'd Sell My Soul, My Self-Esteem a Dollar at a Time

    did you know, that if you had exactly 1 mol of US Dollars...
    that would mean that you have enough money to give all 6 BILLION people in the entire world about 100 TRILLION dollars each!


    of course, imagine the rediculous turmoil that would ensue...
    people would quit their jobs, buy what they needed, pay off their house - all in the course of a few days
    and then turn in to total slobs for the rest of their lives... EVERYBODY
    scientific research would completely stop, because scientists would have no need to continue and technology would cease to expand...


    well, for about a year


    then IMAGINE THE INFLATION


    you think starbucks is expensive now? imagine paying a paltry 4 BILLION dollars for your favorite squirt of espresso.


    Gas??? holy cow


    but i suppose the real issue would be is... HOW IN THE HELL DID SOMEBODY GET 1 mol dollars? 


    at least that really makes you appreciate the size of that number, so the next time ur in chemistry class mixing 3 mols of hydrocloric acid or some potassium nitrate


    just imagine how much power is in ur hands...


     


     


    food for thought


    so like always
    "until next time, good luck with life" < i still should get that phrase trademarked to me

January 24, 2008

  • Running

    You can’t tell me that I’m running
    Because you know that that’d be a lie
    I’ve got proof that I’m good for something
    I can tell by that look in your eye
    Held undertow by my own swan song
    I will push till it bends, till it breaks
    I’ve been sitting down for so long
    It feels good to be back on my legs


     


     


    this post is not finished, actualy blogging to come, i just wanted to get that out there
    oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMBER