Now as you all well know, the grizzly beast of a titan that was CXC has come and gone and in it's wake it has left broken souls on either sides of it path, the wailing and gnashing of teeth, the strong stench of sorrow and regret fills the air and it has initiated a nationwide battle for the Holy Grail of hard work and torture that is 6th form.
Thanks to the grace of God, I was spared that devious fate and I am proud to say that I am fortunate enough to be among my smiling friends, those that have achived those magic figures and letters that ignite the flames of joy in our parent's hearts.
I'm also glad to announce that those "magic numbers and letters" have knocked down a barrier and allowed me to progress to the next stage of my life. A stage where the failures and successes count for alot more than a pat on the back from one of your friends or wheather or not you get to go out this weekend. This is the stage where the path to success is a narrow, thorn-laiden tight-rope and the path to vagancy is wide walkway flowered with fauna bearing Playstation 2 games with roots made out of DSL wiring and soil made of LCD TV screens and monitors.
Like a moth with a mind of it's own, I must resist the allure of the flames of delinquency and trudge along the path which I have chosen, no matter how narrow and scarecly populated it may be.
Anyway, let's get on to the thing that pisses me off the most: I haven't seen you in practically a year, you don't reply to my emails/calls/messages, you don't speak to me online, you avoid me at parties and all of a sudden up pops your email address in a Messenger window and the first thing to come out of your stink, venomous mouth was "wha u get in ur results?" or "how was CXC, wah u get?". To these people, I raise the hugest, longest, juiciest middle finger you've ever seen and wave it in front of your flat, pug face!
As far as i'm concerned, you're dirt to me, a mere acquaintance and undeserving of such information. Damn it even those fucks from Hi5 want to know your business! And I mean, when you tell them that your results were good - they want to know what grades you got. You give them a vague answer and they want to know how much of what you got and in what subjects! I tell you, they're like friggin' sharks over here - hungry to know your damn bizz-nass!!!
What i'm trying to say is, once you know that we haven't been close friends or had any kind of close relationship, don't call my phone or make my taskbar flash orange so that I could hear your stupid voice in my head, starting a meaningless conversation where after speaking only two lines (and not giving me time to respond mind you) you cut to the same damn bleeding question that aggravates me so much!
Once more for the record...
What are my results? NONE OF YOUR FREAKIN' BUSINESS!!!!...
P.S. Eat Me!
Oh BTW, I have taken the advice of my colleagues and I have begun writing a book. It may only be 5 pages long, but its worth a read-thru. Out next yr...hopefully
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Monday, August 14, 2006
A Binary Choice
Friendship - a bond between two people, a labyrinth of truth and lies, left and right roads, boundaries and binary choices too complex for its own sake.
Do I love her? Is this just pure lust?
Everything changed - my thoughts, feelings, emotional status all went bzerk the moment those mahogany doors opened to reveal her. She walked in, a smile like a beacon burning endlessly bright, skin so soft you could distort it with a stare, eyes like elliptical selections of a glistening sea, rays of sun streaming through her hair and the strong confident walk of elegance to mobilize this mass of pure perfection.
Keeping my shock contained would have caused my physical being to explode, I had to vent it in a subtle manner - to prevent her from freaking out. -
Do I love her? Is this just pure lust?
Everything changed - my thoughts, feelings, emotional status all went bzerk the moment those mahogany doors opened to reveal her. She walked in, a smile like a beacon burning endlessly bright, skin so soft you could distort it with a stare, eyes like elliptical selections of a glistening sea, rays of sun streaming through her hair and the strong confident walk of elegance to mobilize this mass of pure perfection.
Keeping my shock contained would have caused my physical being to explode, I had to vent it in a subtle manner - to prevent her from freaking out. -
Taking a mental stroll back to the very first memories of her filed away in my brain, I saw first hand how beauty can be perfected, how change is not always a bad thing.
But this all boils down to one thing...
She's finally single but I ask myself: Why do I want her so badly? Is it because she's been out of my reach for the past seven years? Or is it just the fact that everybody wants her, and acquiring her as a partner will earn me bragging rights? It can't be the second reason, she's worth much more to me than that - more than a one night stand or a cheap fling at the local hang-out spot.
She sees the side of me that not many people have witnessed. The side that's pure, untouched and completely on the opposite end of the spectrum. She sees right through me - through the jokes, wildness and lude conduct - to the person that's typing this at this very moment. The person who's not conerned about sex or petit flings but only the loyalty and respect of friends and family. The quiet, constructive better behaved side. To see this side means that you have a special gift that not many posess.
Asking her to be my girlfriend is a binary choice. I either do or I don't. But behind each choice is a stream of consequences.
If I do:
- I'll be finally happy with whom I think is the girl of my dreams
- A feeling of completeness finally obtained
- A lifelong dream will finally be fulfilled
- ***Bragging rights will be obtained*** (Just kidding)
If I don't:
- I'll have no choice but to watch her slip through my fingers into the arms of another man while I keep to the back beat and wait for the opportunity to present itself once again.... if it ever does
- Losing her as a friend due to a relationship gone bad would hurt more than anything.
- That one consequence is enough to break a man.
Is there a choice?...
Time and the Lord reveal all things. When the time comes, i'll know what to do with those few precious seconds. But until then, I can do naught but wait and see if a choice has already been made, already written in history's journal.
Movie Progress Update pt. 2
Yesterday was the beginning of the filming process and things did not go as well as I expected them to. That's no reason to give the whole thing a bad review though, i'll lay out the good and the bad.
The Bad:
- We started 5 hours late
- Actors and crew members found that sahring jokes would make the time go by faster (it did... that was a bad thing)
- The scenes/chapters that we wanted to do, did not get properly done (mostly shot from one angle).
- Actors had to speak loudly, thus taking away from the authenticity of the moods. This was due to the lack of a "boom" microphone.
- Because we only had one camera, multi-angle shots were not possible.
- Lucy plans to go away soon therefore shooting of the missed scenes may not be possible over the vacation.
- I hadn't eaten in a long while therefore I was weak and felt a headache coming on, I think that that may have detracted from my already poor acting performance.
- The filming session served as more of a live practice session more than anything else b
The Good:
- All cast members showed up (not on time but they showed up anyway)
- We got our own Personal Assistant
- We got fed ( thanks tot he P.A.)
- Gore make-up was done extrememly well, even without the liquid latex.
- The hard-to-work-with cast member shocked all of us by cancelling an appointment she had. I was so frickin shocked!
- The host allowed us to stay as long as we needed (thanks aunty J.)
All in all, I see that all of the actors are willing to do the part that they were given. Everybody likes the script and so far I have received no type of resistance, in the sense that nobody has ever said "I'm not doing that!" Except for the stripper, but she'll come around to it. :p
Most of all, i'd like to thank my mom. All this time I was thinking that she just saw this project as a "little kids" playtime thing, but it seems that se really is interested in seeing this movie progressing. I mean, she drove for about 2 hrs in the Diego Martin traffic in the hot sun, jst to go and get some extension cords and tapes that we needed. That kinda thing just makes you want to go on. Seeing tha people would make sacrifices like that to help your cause.
Seeing that was like the hand of God, giving my inspiration a boost, making me want to see this project through till then end. Now that the sacrifices have been made and the time and money has been invested, I have no choice, I can't turn back now.
I admit that the movie wouldn't look like much when it's done or at least it won't look like how I planned it to be, but I think that this idea is a great one and it deserves to me treated as such. I'll work on selling the script or getting sponsorship to do the movie over or something but one way or the other, I will see this film thrive.
The Bad:
- We started 5 hours late
- Actors and crew members found that sahring jokes would make the time go by faster (it did... that was a bad thing)
- The scenes/chapters that we wanted to do, did not get properly done (mostly shot from one angle).
- Actors had to speak loudly, thus taking away from the authenticity of the moods. This was due to the lack of a "boom" microphone.
- Because we only had one camera, multi-angle shots were not possible.
- Lucy plans to go away soon therefore shooting of the missed scenes may not be possible over the vacation.
- I hadn't eaten in a long while therefore I was weak and felt a headache coming on, I think that that may have detracted from my already poor acting performance.
- The filming session served as more of a live practice session more than anything else b
The Good:
- All cast members showed up (not on time but they showed up anyway)
- We got our own Personal Assistant
- We got fed ( thanks tot he P.A.)
- Gore make-up was done extrememly well, even without the liquid latex.
- The hard-to-work-with cast member shocked all of us by cancelling an appointment she had. I was so frickin shocked!
- The host allowed us to stay as long as we needed (thanks aunty J.)
All in all, I see that all of the actors are willing to do the part that they were given. Everybody likes the script and so far I have received no type of resistance, in the sense that nobody has ever said "I'm not doing that!" Except for the stripper, but she'll come around to it. :p
Most of all, i'd like to thank my mom. All this time I was thinking that she just saw this project as a "little kids" playtime thing, but it seems that se really is interested in seeing this movie progressing. I mean, she drove for about 2 hrs in the Diego Martin traffic in the hot sun, jst to go and get some extension cords and tapes that we needed. That kinda thing just makes you want to go on. Seeing tha people would make sacrifices like that to help your cause.
Seeing that was like the hand of God, giving my inspiration a boost, making me want to see this project through till then end. Now that the sacrifices have been made and the time and money has been invested, I have no choice, I can't turn back now.
I admit that the movie wouldn't look like much when it's done or at least it won't look like how I planned it to be, but I think that this idea is a great one and it deserves to me treated as such. I'll work on selling the script or getting sponsorship to do the movie over or something but one way or the other, I will see this film thrive.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Movie Progress Update
Things in terms of the movie preps could be better but for the sake of the rest of cast members and the hard work that they're putting in so far and not to mention the good jobs they're doing and the sacrifices that they're making, I won't give a dragged out dreary review of the progress so far all because of one loose screw.
You see this certain cast member is like Cyberdine in T3 - it has become aware that we need itmore than anything so it is doing as it pleases. Showing up late, missing important meetings, hanging up on the director in the middle of a sentence and just blatantly not showig any sort of respect whatsoever. This cast member makes shooting hard as it has a very short fuse and is prone to storming out violently (quitting the project altogether).
Had it been a less significant character in a less significant role then it would have gotten an earful of hurtful phrases but for now i'll hold my tongue until it's alll over. This castmember was literally a bitch to work with but I know that all movie projects have seen their hardships. This is just my share. I turn to Kevin Smith's "Clerks" experience for inspiration and that keeps me focused and calm.
In terms of the other cast members, I have NO PROBLEMS WITH THEM AT ALL!! They all funcion like well-oiled machines. They might arrive a little late now and then but the point is - they arrive and they do one hell of a good job.
So... after a lengthy practice session today, me, Jabari and Justin took a walk to Justin's house to relax a little until my mom came to pick us up. Here are some pics: here
You see this certain cast member is like Cyberdine in T3 - it has become aware that we need itmore than anything so it is doing as it pleases. Showing up late, missing important meetings, hanging up on the director in the middle of a sentence and just blatantly not showig any sort of respect whatsoever. This cast member makes shooting hard as it has a very short fuse and is prone to storming out violently (quitting the project altogether).
Had it been a less significant character in a less significant role then it would have gotten an earful of hurtful phrases but for now i'll hold my tongue until it's alll over. This castmember was literally a bitch to work with but I know that all movie projects have seen their hardships. This is just my share. I turn to Kevin Smith's "Clerks" experience for inspiration and that keeps me focused and calm.
In terms of the other cast members, I have NO PROBLEMS WITH THEM AT ALL!! They all funcion like well-oiled machines. They might arrive a little late now and then but the point is - they arrive and they do one hell of a good job.
So... after a lengthy practice session today, me, Jabari and Justin took a walk to Justin's house to relax a little until my mom came to pick us up. Here are some pics: here
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Can Anybody Explain?
You know, comin to think of it, most of what happens around us, what we do and say do not make one bit of sense whatsoever!
Ok take singing boys for example. We admit to a girl that we could/do sing and that sets off the fag alarm but one white kid with bleached, blonde hair who hasn't even had his balls dropped yet or his voice broken gets up on stage and sings like a bitch and all the girls go crazy! What's with that? Can anybody explain?
The next thing is the boy bands - good lord I haven't come across more crap in my life! What is with you teenage girls (and gay boys)? Ok, if a me and a bunch of my friends decide to wear pink shirts and do a synchronised dance at a party, everybody will call us the new village people. Some other group of saps do it and the girls go crazy!
I know that it can't be because they're "so hot" or "sooo dreamy" because our local boy band consists of the following: One of the guys used to work at my school library and the others I saw liming on the block a few streets down from my grandparent's house. Now before they sang their song they were considered "alright" or a 5 out of 10 but after the "Surge" craze, the whole teen girl population went ape shit. Jumpin Jammy lammy on a frickin' stick! The girls dowh here went crazy!
Is it the fame, is it the power they posess of wearing homosexual clothes and not be considered gay or is it the fact that people just have a string of DNA that makes it a pleasurable experience to wear other people's sweaty clothes or pay plenty to see people dance? I don't know, can anybody explain?
Last but not least is the saying "a different kettle of fish" who the hell pust fish in a kettle?
Thank you.
Ok take singing boys for example. We admit to a girl that we could/do sing and that sets off the fag alarm but one white kid with bleached, blonde hair who hasn't even had his balls dropped yet or his voice broken gets up on stage and sings like a bitch and all the girls go crazy! What's with that? Can anybody explain?
The next thing is the boy bands - good lord I haven't come across more crap in my life! What is with you teenage girls (and gay boys)? Ok, if a me and a bunch of my friends decide to wear pink shirts and do a synchronised dance at a party, everybody will call us the new village people. Some other group of saps do it and the girls go crazy!
I know that it can't be because they're "so hot" or "sooo dreamy" because our local boy band consists of the following: One of the guys used to work at my school library and the others I saw liming on the block a few streets down from my grandparent's house. Now before they sang their song they were considered "alright" or a 5 out of 10 but after the "Surge" craze, the whole teen girl population went ape shit. Jumpin Jammy lammy on a frickin' stick! The girls dowh here went crazy!
Is it the fame, is it the power they posess of wearing homosexual clothes and not be considered gay or is it the fact that people just have a string of DNA that makes it a pleasurable experience to wear other people's sweaty clothes or pay plenty to see people dance? I don't know, can anybody explain?
Last but not least is the saying "a different kettle of fish" who the hell pust fish in a kettle?
Thank you.
Monday, July 24, 2006
A Little Too Graphic Do You Think?
After a brief conversation with one of my associates about my last post, it has come to my attention that alot of people find that I am a very dangerous, psychotic individual of sorts. To those people, I extend a warm hand of friendship and reconciliation as I move ever so closer to your trembling ear to whisper a single word that will put an end to your "Dark Kevin" paranoia. And the magic word is... Magnification....
You see, when i'm in a certain mood whether it be angry, frustrated etc. I tend to release my anger not by beating somebody to death with a 12" lead pipe, but to hit the keys on my keyboard really hard while letting the anger trickle out of my brain, along the 10 rivers that are my fingers and finally manifest itself in the open arms of the sea of unison that is my keyboard and the computer screen. In other words, the views expressed are all exaggerated, magnifed projections of my mood at the time.
It's like when one of those female artists paint a dark picture of some guy getting his balls chopped off because her boyfriend left her or it's like when Alanis Morsette writes a song. All these are mediums for expressing one's self and i'd be damned if i'm being chastised for using the internet as mine. Well actually that's not worth getting damned for but still...
So the next time you read a dark post written by me, just shake your head and say "There he goes again" and let it slide. there's a scroll bar on the right hand side of your screen, use it!
Friday, July 21, 2006
Another Typical Day.. Full of Stress!
Ah my dear blog, I am worn. I have just finished the sript rewrite and currently in the process of doing some rather half-assed character sketches to give these actors a personality to try to immitate. My dar blog, for all this torture, it is imperitive that my movie be a blockbuster hit.
Between not getting enough sleep and going to the gym, i'm yet to find a reason why I should have any energy left to do this shit at this ungodly hour.
What haunts my thoughts right now is that my work is far from done and I have a full, hectic day tomorrow. A haircut, conference at movie towne, character sketches to finish and a party to attend with people to pick up for a certain time are all on the agenda for tomorrow. The stress continues till Sunday afternoon when I might finally be able to catch a little shut-eye.
Here are some pictures of what I was doing a little earlier.
My home office where I slave alll day making the slop you want to read.
Between not getting enough sleep and going to the gym, i'm yet to find a reason why I should have any energy left to do this shit at this ungodly hour.
What haunts my thoughts right now is that my work is far from done and I have a full, hectic day tomorrow. A haircut, conference at movie towne, character sketches to finish and a party to attend with people to pick up for a certain time are all on the agenda for tomorrow. The stress continues till Sunday afternoon when I might finally be able to catch a little shut-eye.
Here are some pictures of what I was doing a little earlier.
My home office where I slave alll day making the slop you want to read.
Monday, July 17, 2006
Jus Jibbin
Ah, well, finally! A day worth remembering. A day I enjoyed and it's all due to my three favorite letters in the alphabet DSL.
Now to you Americans and foreign visitors I probably sound like a bush monkey but in Trinidad, a service like this is expensive and not affordable to the general public - only to the high powered executives and privilaged kids. But who gives a shit? I bet you want to hear about my day, don't you?
Anyway, my friend Jabari came over. We surfed the net, downloaded some music *leagally from iTunes of course*, talked som crap, viewed a few Hi5 profiles, added some girls and in general did stuff that guys susally do when they limin. Though subtle, and sounding boring It was a nice change from the ordinary though.
The following pictures and the one above were taken today...
Sunday, July 16, 2006
It Is Done!
Ah my dear blog, after hours of torture, sweat and headaches I have finally completed it! The website update is now complete.
The new tone of the website makes for a more relaxed, personal experience that many people my age wcould deal with (in other words, i had to drop my standards a bit). From the one review that I received so far, it seems that I did a good job. The only thing left to beef up now is you! I'll add some pictures maybe tomorrow or the day after, I can't find the really interesting stuff now.
The movie that i spoke about shoting is really becomming a bother to me. Restrictions of my ADSL line forbid me from using certain P2P programs that I love. The only program that I can use is LimeWire and that has some law against copyright infringement. What's up with that? A P2P program with morals? That's like a rapist who uses condoms!
Right now I just want to chill out and listen to some tunes on my phone... or maybe download some more (DSL kicks ass!)
Until the morn. my dear blog.
The new tone of the website makes for a more relaxed, personal experience that many people my age wcould deal with (in other words, i had to drop my standards a bit). From the one review that I received so far, it seems that I did a good job. The only thing left to beef up now is you! I'll add some pictures maybe tomorrow or the day after, I can't find the really interesting stuff now.
The movie that i spoke about shoting is really becomming a bother to me. Restrictions of my ADSL line forbid me from using certain P2P programs that I love. The only program that I can use is LimeWire and that has some law against copyright infringement. What's up with that? A P2P program with morals? That's like a rapist who uses condoms!
Right now I just want to chill out and listen to some tunes on my phone... or maybe download some more (DSL kicks ass!)
Until the morn. my dear blog.
Friday, July 14, 2006
Yay! I'm back!
Yes people of the internet, I have once again returned to scorch your surfing experience with my presence! My ADSL line is working perfectly and I feel like i'm the king of the world.
So long has it been since I've driven on the information super highway without once glancing at my fuel meter, hoping that I don't run out of the precious gasoline that was the 20 hours of my monthly internet rental. Now I have a 24 hour dedicated line. The only time you'll miss me now is when i'm sleeping or away shooting my movie.
Yes it's true, i'm currently working on Minimum Pleasure, a short action film inspired by Max Payne and GTA. I'm the writer, producer, director and main character, so my portion of work is large to say the least. So far we've had a few meetings and our fair share of set-backs but i'm willing to press on because this is going to cement my name in the hallowed internet hall of fame.
The beasts that were Mr. Knights and my CXC examinations have been laid to rest on June 12th 2006. With the final shading of option B in my Spanish multiple choice, I rose up , shook my chains of mental slavery and began to piece my life back together, live it to the fullest.
it feels nice to run back to the loving arms and the itemless face of the MSN messenger guy and see all my friends, trembling with joy, ready to make the bottom of my screen flash blue and play that annoying sound clip that drives me so crazy.
I shall update you tomorrow my dear sweeet blog with pictures of the summer's happenings. Good night and a pleasant tomorrow.
So long has it been since I've driven on the information super highway without once glancing at my fuel meter, hoping that I don't run out of the precious gasoline that was the 20 hours of my monthly internet rental. Now I have a 24 hour dedicated line. The only time you'll miss me now is when i'm sleeping or away shooting my movie.
Yes it's true, i'm currently working on Minimum Pleasure, a short action film inspired by Max Payne and GTA. I'm the writer, producer, director and main character, so my portion of work is large to say the least. So far we've had a few meetings and our fair share of set-backs but i'm willing to press on because this is going to cement my name in the hallowed internet hall of fame.
The beasts that were Mr. Knights and my CXC examinations have been laid to rest on June 12th 2006. With the final shading of option B in my Spanish multiple choice, I rose up , shook my chains of mental slavery and began to piece my life back together, live it to the fullest.
it feels nice to run back to the loving arms and the itemless face of the MSN messenger guy and see all my friends, trembling with joy, ready to make the bottom of my screen flash blue and play that annoying sound clip that drives me so crazy.
I shall update you tomorrow my dear sweeet blog with pictures of the summer's happenings. Good night and a pleasant tomorrow.
Friday, May 19, 2006
WTF?
Hey blog, so long since I posted to you last with substancial attention to detail. Now mind you that this post is not signalling my return to the blogging community just yet; it just signals that Hi5 is a dangerous place to put your gym progress pictures.
Now don't get me wrong, I respect people of all sexual orientations reguardless if people find that that view is wrong or not. Homosexuality sometimes comes about because of reasons beyond a person's control. I can't blame you for that. I'll speak to you like any other person but once you start trying to impose our sexuality on me, then we'll have a problem.... a huge one... like "shit from Godzilla's ass" huge.
Now i've been working out recently and putting little pictures of my progress on the internet and as I expected both guys and girls find it attractive and i'm cool with that but one mo' fo' found out my number somehow and has some asshole calling me and annoying the fuck out of my soul!
I swear I had to curse him kinda hard tonight. Now based on a certain statement made, he's probably mixed up with my sexuality even though I have "STRAIGHT" on my profile, but humans make mistakes. To his statement, I responded out of shock with a harsh and shrill phrase that I heard from a game once. I shudder to repeat it.
I'll give you more details some other time...
Now don't get me wrong, I respect people of all sexual orientations reguardless if people find that that view is wrong or not. Homosexuality sometimes comes about because of reasons beyond a person's control. I can't blame you for that. I'll speak to you like any other person but once you start trying to impose our sexuality on me, then we'll have a problem.... a huge one... like "shit from Godzilla's ass" huge.
Now i've been working out recently and putting little pictures of my progress on the internet and as I expected both guys and girls find it attractive and i'm cool with that but one mo' fo' found out my number somehow and has some asshole calling me and annoying the fuck out of my soul!
I swear I had to curse him kinda hard tonight. Now based on a certain statement made, he's probably mixed up with my sexuality even though I have "STRAIGHT" on my profile, but humans make mistakes. To his statement, I responded out of shock with a harsh and shrill phrase that I heard from a game once. I shudder to repeat it.
I'll give you more details some other time...
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
Short but sweet
Well, with CXC exams barking up the ass, I find it hard to update my blog these days. For my loyal readers (all 3 of you) I wish to let you know that you could still contact me via Hi5 http://qrcnigga.hi5.com or my email kshep92@hotmail.com.
I'll be back blogging hard when my exams are over. lemme give you a hint - party pics, half-naked girls and sex scenes........ ok maybe not the sex scenes.
I'll be back summer 2006.
I'll be back blogging hard when my exams are over. lemme give you a hint - party pics, half-naked girls and sex scenes........ ok maybe not the sex scenes.
I'll be back summer 2006.
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Put a Sock in Your Mail Server!
I have a good mind to block all those idiots that keep flodding my inbox with all this crap - have a gander at some of these subjects:
"forward to 10 ppl or u r sick!"
"love, love"
"find the one you love"
"Join Multiply"
"I want to HIVE with you"
"love test"
"what a girl wants"
"how well do you know me"
People, the list sadly goes on. Anybody who knows my personality knows that I couldn't give a rats ass about all those things in the subject line. I just delete. I swear that the next time I receive one of those emails, I am going to send a reply message with so many obscenities that it'll make a sailor blush!
I tell you, These pests just don't learn! I talk to them gently with a cheery smile "Please don't send me those emails, they sort of take alot of time to go through and I really don't care for things relating to those topics. Please don't send me anymore" but no, they want me to bring out the beast! the want me to come up in their face and start screamin an' shit!
They'll get it... oooh, revenge shall be as sweet as sunshine...
"forward to 10 ppl or u r sick!"
"love, love"
"find the one you love"
"Join Multiply"
"I want to HIVE with you"
"love test"
"what a girl wants"
"how well do you know me"
People, the list sadly goes on. Anybody who knows my personality knows that I couldn't give a rats ass about all those things in the subject line. I just delete. I swear that the next time I receive one of those emails, I am going to send a reply message with so many obscenities that it'll make a sailor blush!
I tell you, These pests just don't learn! I talk to them gently with a cheery smile "Please don't send me those emails, they sort of take alot of time to go through and I really don't care for things relating to those topics. Please don't send me anymore" but no, they want me to bring out the beast! the want me to come up in their face and start screamin an' shit!
They'll get it... oooh, revenge shall be as sweet as sunshine...
Saturday, October 15, 2005
For I am Bored and Furious
Well folks, it's yet another Saturday night and the above picture is where I am at the moment. You know my sis was telling me that she had a lot more fun in her teenage years than me, and even though I denied it at the time, it truly pains me to say that she was right.
It's a fucking Friday night people and this is where I am! Not at a friend's house, not at some lime, not at some party, not standing in front of move towne with my friends and gawking at ass, but I'm home, in my boxers, wearing a jersey which is making me feel very warm, in front of a hot LCD monitor chatting on MSN and writing in my blog. It's funny how things turn out for me - it's fuckin' hilarious.
I definitely have to stop this self-destructive way of life. I mean, yeah I go out and act like a 12-ton mackerel at parties, but that's how often? Right now my partner in crime is at a birthday party for some girl and I'm jealous beyond belief.
I am making a stern promise to myself -
I, Kevin Sheppard, will stop depending on my mom to drop me and pick me up at parties - I will find my way to and maybe from.
I will go to a party whenever one is available
I will work on getting back my "Bishops Hoe" status
I will get familiar with the class of 5C at Bishops
I shall be on the "must have" list for limes and not just the "party animals" list.
I will make my sister EAT HER WORDS!!!!
Friday, October 14, 2005
Another Week (not as bad as morning breath)
Well it's been another week in the life of a Diego Martian named Kevin. This week, I have to admit was not that bad.
Aside from the frequent examinations that we got as the teachers scrambled to get our marks in for mid-term, this past week has been sprinkled with a lot of "monkey shine" moments - some being a little more major than others.
For one thing, I spent A LOT of time with my dad. You know how long I haven't seen him?! it's good to have him back and providing alot of manly advice and discussing manly issues, unlike that "Lifetime lessons" crap my moms keeps feeding me whenever I had a problem with girls and whatnot. Among other things my father and I discussed were:
1. Micro technology and how it's changed from "macro technology"
2. Space travel and why only sick, retarded people want to got o the moon
3. Modern PC technology and how it changed since our windows 3.X machine
4. Atomic physics and why I can't seem to understand it fully. (I do now)
4. Girls and how to handle many of life's common predicaments.
At school was a more laid back scene though. We mostly discussed partying and how much we attempted to start studying for CXC. That brings me to another side point. Whenever you see me DO NOT ASK ME WHAT I THINK MY CXC RESULTS WILL BE LIKE. IT IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!!!!
Moving on...
I recently got introduced to some family and I went to a lime of theirs on Saturday - it was goooood!!! Met a few new ppl there. Some I remember and speak to alot more than others. Not because they're annoying or anything, but because none of the other fellas could pull of looking that good in a short skirt like the other gir who was there. When I get a proper pic of her i'll show you what I mean.
There were many other events that happened during the week, some I can't remember right now which means that I should update this thign a little more often. Oh well... Monday is the start of another week closer to CXC and another day less that i'll have to wait for that birthday thing on Saturday.
Aside from the frequent examinations that we got as the teachers scrambled to get our marks in for mid-term, this past week has been sprinkled with a lot of "monkey shine" moments - some being a little more major than others.
For one thing, I spent A LOT of time with my dad. You know how long I haven't seen him?! it's good to have him back and providing alot of manly advice and discussing manly issues, unlike that "Lifetime lessons" crap my moms keeps feeding me whenever I had a problem with girls and whatnot. Among other things my father and I discussed were:
1. Micro technology and how it's changed from "macro technology"
2. Space travel and why only sick, retarded people want to got o the moon
3. Modern PC technology and how it changed since our windows 3.X machine
4. Atomic physics and why I can't seem to understand it fully. (I do now)
4. Girls and how to handle many of life's common predicaments.
At school was a more laid back scene though. We mostly discussed partying and how much we attempted to start studying for CXC. That brings me to another side point. Whenever you see me DO NOT ASK ME WHAT I THINK MY CXC RESULTS WILL BE LIKE. IT IS NONE OF YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS!!!!
Moving on...
I recently got introduced to some family and I went to a lime of theirs on Saturday - it was goooood!!! Met a few new ppl there. Some I remember and speak to alot more than others. Not because they're annoying or anything, but because none of the other fellas could pull of looking that good in a short skirt like the other gir who was there. When I get a proper pic of her i'll show you what I mean.
There were many other events that happened during the week, some I can't remember right now which means that I should update this thign a little more often. Oh well... Monday is the start of another week closer to CXC and another day less that i'll have to wait for that birthday thing on Saturday.
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