Karma Police

So hey

Wed, 22 Aug 2007 17:42:22 GMT

I realized today, with the help of Laura and the Jennifer, that I haven't posted here for a while.

KKKKKKHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Problem.

Sat, 09 Jun 2007 20:00:55 GMT

I think I have a problem. I have read all the Harry Potter books in the past three weeks that I have been back. In addition....I have knocked out 4 political books and one romance book. The problem-I read a romance book.

Eh?

Tue, 22 May 2007 08:58:10 GMT

Been a while eh?

A conversation tonight struck me as an interesting LJ topic so I am writing here. What is my type? What is my usual dating type and what is my usual type that I am attracted to, as they are seemingly two different types?

Attraction-I am usually attracted to smaller girls, maybe because I am larger and feel that I need to protect something. Also, I tend towards the perky to make up for my less than animated personality, some might call it zen (who is kidding, I call it zen). I also go for altos. I don't know why. I don't really care if they are smart or not, and politics really doesn't matter as I have been attracted to the most diehard dem and repub.

Dating-They have to be able to hold a conversation. DEAR GOD. If I can't talk to them about something interesting and have to talk about...omg shoes (unless it is the music video)...they aren't date worthy. Other than that, I guess long hair...and I don't know why there. I guess I like to mess with it.

The question remains why the two are seemingly different. Why my attraction plays not place in who I would date and vice versa. Whatever, I don't really care. Any girl I ask out turns me down and any girl I have dated happens completely by chance...and no, I shit you not.

Home

Mon, 05 Feb 2007 05:25:17 GMT

It is really good to be back. It is quite cold, but there are things that get around that unfortunate fact. I kind of miss home and I know that I am not going to be back for about 5 months. That worries me a little. I have never been that long from home and I will really miss my friends, family and more importantly...dogs. Anywho, that really isn't the issue. The issue is that I am comfortable here, and I like that.

And my classes kick mother fucking ass. Seriously. 5 government classes that all rule. Can you beat it?

Hokay!

Wed, 24 Jan 2007 05:54:10 GMT

i guess i have some questions in my mind, mostly regarding what the world is coming to, and whether or not I can have any real affect on it. i mean, we see all this shit go down each day and frankly there is nothing we can ever hope to do unless we get in some leadership position. but with that position comes the horribleness associated with it, and if you don't know what that is, then you are just ignorant. so, the question is whether or not it is moral to seek a position of leadership even if your goal is to help people in your country and outside?

i am thinking yes, but i recently heard one of the most convincing arguments for underground/independent movements that i have ever heard. and the best thing about that...it was from someone in a minor position of power within the state of california. now the question for me became whether or not i could ever accept his statement considering where he was in life. but the real question remains - isn't leadership just inherently inmoral? and going along with that, if i sought it, would i be less of the good person that i am right now.

too many times the best people for the job never step up because they don't want to be bothered or they don't want to be changed by the process. so...do i ever want to be a part of the process and help shape what happens, or do i just want to stand back and say...DONT DO THAT or...DO THAT YOU SONNABITCH! i don't know, this is me trying to figure out. the funny thing is that this has been the central debate in life, in one form or another, for the past three years. whether i was willing to suffer in the short term because in the long term the net worth would be amazing. whether i was willing to take orders from oafs named ben who had no idea what was on their ass, but could ask me to look... that is the point, i don't know and i really hate not knowing anymore. i have dealt with this shit for three years and i don't think a fourth is going to be very productive or frankly, good for me. i think i should just decide. this post is too long...

Interesting

Tue, 09 Jan 2007 01:17:12 GMT

So, I am not one to actually post interesting and personal stuff on my LJ...but here goes about three sentences.

I feel kinda alone because while I have a lot of my close friends back home here, I have to work all the time and I am not near some of my other close friends. I also don't get to talk to some other people. And to make matters worse, there are some things that I jsut don't have control over, which fucking suck.

That ends me divulging my personal life. Other than that, I relaly need an alto and Tenor for summer...please come to me!!!

New Year's Resolution

Tue, 02 Jan 2007 02:25:47 GMT

I have one main one and a few auxillarly ones as well. The main one is that I not have car issues in the next year. In a period of a week I nearly hit someone who was out of control (thank my lucky stars I did not), I got a parking ticket, and my car was broken into. This cannot happen anymore and frankly it will not.

My other ones include the standard of losing weight, but I am going to throw out that I want to procrastinate a little more to enjoy life far more than I have been. I think school should be secondary to life and I care far more about life. Live and learn I say. I guess another one would be to keep in contact a little more...I have been doing a good job with some friends, but I would like to do it with some others as well. Anyways, that is a short list.

Thus concludes the obligatory New Years post.

On another note, I really don't want to be home for a month, even though it is going to be incredibly awesome. I would rather have so many other things...yeah, whatever.

Happy New Years and go Irish!!

FUCK

Mon, 25 Dec 2006 07:36:38 GMT

FUCK FUCK FUCK. Just fuck...

Great Day

Fri, 22 Dec 2006 20:01:43 GMT

I just had one of the nicest days I have ever had. I spent all day at Disneyland, chatted with two of my closest friends for a long time and saw some great fireworks (not to mention, that is why it is in Paren, some great food that I really didn't pay for). All in all, a great start to being home. Next up is the road trip to San Francisco and then I will have an awesome internship...here is hoping.

Good Tunes?

Fri, 15 Dec 2006 15:27:13 GMT

If I was a rich man, I'd buy you some shoes
Tall boots for all the dirt you walk through
What would that do? Enable you to deal
Without schooling you on how to touch what's real
And if I was a smart man, I'd tell you everything that I knew
And give it to you every time you need a talking to
But what would that do? Teach you my guidelines
So you can be a cheerleader at your game on the sidelines
And if I was a driver, I'd keep my headlights on
To see the difference between right and wrong
I'd wear my seatbelt even when I'm in park
Cause I don't trust the other fools that cruise through these parts
And if I was a better cook, I'd hook up a feast
Set a table full of food for the children to eat
I encourage the nourishment so we can breathe
With the knowledge that we got something accomplished

And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause
Wouldn't expect nothing in return
I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need
So you can take my hand and I can take the lead

And if I was an honest man
I would stop writing songs
I'd break for a nervous breakdown for breakfast
Tell everyone I knew to stay away from making music
It ain't nothing but a confusing mess (confusing mess)
And if I was you, I wouldn't hear a word I said
Wouldn't trust nothing to start it up inside my head
I'd make a conscious effort to live instead
Of trying to kill the monsters that reside underneath the bed
And if I was a hurt man
I'd find a way to put my faith
Into a woman that could take me from today, maybe
I need somebody that could save me
From the parts of myself that keep making me crazy
And if I was a wise man
I'd climb to the top of the mountain peak
To think about strength versus weakness
I'd find a point that rests a couple of feet above your head
And figure out how I could try to help you reach it
(Ho ho ho)
And if I did have a choice
I'd never want to live forever
Just let me have a voice so I can make my points
I can't imagine running a race with no finish line
Just let me keep my pace and make to most of my time
I love giving but I'm bad at receiving
The truth is, I'd prefer to be the one bleeding
But I'm a paranoid that stays between play and work
Cautious and aware, 'cause I'm afraid of being hurt
Which brings me to the issue
And that would be this:
How often must I ask myself why I exist?
I feel like a freak, this world is a circus
Just trying to find myself as well as my purpose

And if I was Santa Claus, I'd fight for the cause
Wouldn't expect nothing in return
I'd give you everything you want, I'd be everything you need
And you can take my hand and I can take the lead

I got nothing but gifts
Keep it up in my wits
Got me drunk on the fifth
And now we're stuck in a ditch
And as dumb as it gets
I'mma run you some fibs
I wanna touch your lips
I wanna rub your hips
Put a glove on the fist
For the love that exists
We'll keep bumping the hits
To get my bucket of chips
From the Bloods and the Crips
To the skateboarding chicks
Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist
Put the Atmosphere on your Christmas wishlist
(Ho ho ho ho)

I got a bad disease

Wed, 13 Dec 2006 02:38:18 GMT

JUST KIDDING!!!! I am home in 6 Days!!

I have been in a funk lately, and I don't really know what it is going to take to get me out of it. I want to think that I am only in it because I miss home, but I think that it is more about me not being sure if I can succeed in the career path that I have set out for my self. Whatever. I get to see my dogs in 6 days, and that is all I have to remember.

Oh Hell Yeah

Tue, 28 Nov 2006 06:31:37 GMT

I tend to be writing LJs when I am screwed. Well, I am screwed. I have 5 papers due this week. One today (Tuesday), one Wednesday, and three Thursday. You know, going home is great, except when it ends up fucking you over. That being said, about 4 weeks till I am home again. Oh, and I haven't started any of the papers. Cheers.

Home, Home, Home

Sun, 19 Nov 2006 18:28:54 GMT

I have had subway three times this week and I am coming home in two days. Believe it baby!!!!!

Notre Dame is going to rock SC like the American and North Korean armies!!

Flying hell

Mon, 13 Nov 2006 20:09:26 GMT

Fuck I feel sick.

Los Angeles Baby

Thu, 26 Oct 2006 17:05:40 GMT

Couple of things happening, but I decided just to post some cool lyrics....

Oh yeah) Los Angeles, hot and bothered
Helicopters watch their daughters play parking lot soccer
A whole lot of love from the target's hide
Got a soul looking for a magic carpet ride
Environment, perfect for a hustle
Many people are distracted by the puzzle
And while they're not lookin', the angel got tooken
Welcome to the gray space between fingerprinting and booking
Do your best 'cause the lesson is love
It's enough to keep your head up, another day to get up
Wake up, and let the sun shine through the smog
Free the dialogue 'til everyone believes in God
L.A., to some it's hell, to some it's play
Pay the cover charge and watch what you say
The Barbie doll's caught, body parts come off
And I think she's a he...STOP, look at how it walks
They got the weirdoes, the talent, the beautiful
An arm and a leg for a one-story cubicle
And if the heat don't beat you, the pigs will
Everyone's relaxed, but no one can sit still
Los Angeles... I love it, I love it...

Citing Artisitc Differences....

Mon, 16 Oct 2006 18:07:11 GMT

Opening Credits: No Wrong, No Right - The Beautiful Girls

Waking Up: Children’s Story - Mos Def & Talib (This is a song about going to bed....hmmm)

First Day At School: Speed Trials - Elliot Smith

Falling In Love: Holy Calamity - Handsome Boy Modeling School

Fight Song: Freedom - J5 (Fuck Yeah)

Breaking Up: Minor Thing - Red Hot Chili Peppers

Prom: Milk It - Nirvana (How graphic)

Life: Patience - kos (Fuck you, party mix)

Mental Breakdown: Mechanical Ape - Aquabats!

Driving: I Love You Baby - Puff Daddy and the Family (Strangely accurate?)

Flashback: Evaporated - Ben Folds

Getting Back Together: They Can’t Take that Away - Frank Sinatra (WTF)

Wedding: Where the Streets Have No Name - U2 (Please explain this to me)

Birth of Child: Dringo Bell -Mediaeval Baebes (very ominous)

Final Battle: Lead the Way - Sweatshop Union

Death Scene: Undercover Brother - Go Jimmy Go (Makes no sense whatsoever)

Funeral Song: The Predatory Wasp of the Palisades Is Out to Get Us! - Sufjan Stevens

End Credits: Army - Ben Folds (Yeah, there is a first for everything)

I may have jacked this from Maria and it may be the second time I have done one on this lj.
IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE?
So, here's how it works:
1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...

You!!!

Fri, 13 Oct 2006 06:46:55 GMT

Im fucked up right now...not really, but enough that I keep having to retype sentences so that I don't have stuff don't make any sense. So, I am going to pose the question - why do we all suck so hard? Why as human beings can we not just admit we cannot have what we want and just get on with our fucking lives? It woudl make things that much easier.

On a happier note, no class for 5 days. Suck it people without fall break.

P.S. spell check is awesome. caught so much stuff

Gosh Darn It

Mon, 02 Oct 2006 22:33:11 GMT

Three papers this week, and my parents are coming at the end of the week. Fuck me.

Colby Return....

Wed, 23 Aug 2006 05:18:29 GMT

I return to Colby this Friday/Saturday, and I have avoided thinking about going back for so many reasons - whether it be my original intention not to return, or people that I am going to be missing at home, my dogs...- but I am going back. So what does that mean for me? It means taht I actually have to follow through on what I promise myself. And I will do it this time. Four things I have to do:
1.) Go to the gym four times a week. This is an absolute must because I will lose 10 pounds in the first semester, no matter what happens. I even set up my schedule so that I can go to the gym in the mornign before everything else.
2.) Be happy and optimistic. This I cannot stress enough. I will be happy, I will not slip into depression, no matter who calls me, no matter what happens in my personal life. The happier I am, the more I am able to handle and the more I am able to survive.
3.) Keep up with my reading. I didn't last year, and I will this year.
4.) Keep in contact with people back home better. Whether it be though phone, email, AIM...something. I don't want to go another year without talking to some people.

So, those are my goals...we will see if I can actually accomplish that. On top of my goals, I am a little worried about being Dorm President. I am not good with names, I am not that sociable, and I really don't know what I am supposed to do. Now, I don't think that I will have much trouble, but it is still a little worrying.

So, three days until I set off for school...here I come sophmore year.

Ride Alone

Mon, 14 Aug 2006 15:35:11 GMT

So I am back home after a very restful and wonderful two weeks in Nantucket, Massachusetts. It all culminated by an amazing show by the Boston Pops, in which there were massive fireworks (as McDreamy might say, I have a thing for fireworks) and a laser light show to accompany the last few songs, which included Star Wars and the 1812 Overture. By the way, watching a laser-imposed figure of Darth Vader made me realize that I have to do a Star Wars marathon again (all 16 hours of it). That is one reason to look forward to going back to Colby, I guess.

Vacation makes you realize some things, and mine certainly did. I realized that the only way that my parents and I can be friendly is by talking about politics or current events. This is a hard realization ebcause I had Jim over for a while and I had to act cordial with my parentals, which was not an easy task. It is not like they are nice people, but I have become sick and tired of seeing them day in and day out for the past 19 years. I think that is bad, specially considering they are my parents and they are paying for the majority of my education, not to mention my upbringing. But I have outgrown them, their patronizing ways, their ability to push my buttons (especially my dad). Interesting, no?

Now that I am back, I have a few things that I absolutely must do-1.) Go to my last Dodger game for a year, 2.) Go to another concert of some type, and 3.) Go to a PWG show (wrestling, don't ask). I also am going to take a road trip to San Diego and see two Dodger games there...probably go to the San Diego Zoo too (an amazing park if you ever get the chance).

Some Things Patrick Has Learned This Past Month:
1.) Why have streaks when you can win almost every game?
2.) Los Angeles has smog.
3.) Pasadena does not.
4.) Nantucket is now overrun with New Yorkers who talk too loudly.
5.) Good food makes you gain 4 pounds.
6.) I don't give a shit.
7.) I am a star in this disaster movie and I ride alone.
8.) Patrick misses his dogs.

Peace, out.

Tequila Does A Mind Good

Fri, 04 Aug 2006 02:56:12 GMT

So, I got really really drunk the other day. Why? My ex visited me (who I hadn't seen in three years) and the only way that we can see each other is that we both talk and drink at the same time. Mind you, this used to be one of my best friends....we are still friends, but it is the only way to get rid of the awkwardness, you know? And it wasn't that bad to be that honest. All in all, not as bad as I was imagining it. I tried to put it off as long as possible, seeing her dad (who fucking loves me) more than her in the past few years and frankly, it wasn't anything to be scared of. Or rather, anything that a little bottle of tequila wouldn't take care of.

And two weeks with the parentals is not my idea of fun. Fuck me. Seriously, this kinda blows. I cannot wait until Jim gets here or until I meet my mom's friend, who apparently has a hot daughter (not my inquiring, I swear). It could be worse. I love Nantucket. I love it, but spending all the time with my parents is not the best thing in the world for my mental health when i have avoided it all summer.

Getting Closer to the Age

Fri, 28 Jul 2006 05:10:29 GMT

So, I am not quite sure how exactly to feel tomorrow. I am turning 19. It is not a big birthday, it is not a small birthday, it is a nothing birthday...that basically nobody celebrates (certainly not I, who does celebrate anything of his own). The point is this....what am I supposed to feel? Am I supposed to feel old? I am supposed to say, whoop-di-doo...I am still not 20 and in my teens?! Am I supposed to think about getting to be more responsible? Am I supposed to want to be more carefree? That is my point...I don't know.

I have had a blast the past three days. I couldn't be happier. I went laser tagging. I went to Buca di Peppo (my favorite Italian place), I watched Robin Hood Men in Tights with friends. I went to two dodger games. J5 was amazing. I got water from Aaron Sele that I am yet to drink. I was bought a cake by one of my best friends for my birthday from a really expensive bakery. I couldn't feel more loved, seriously. I love my friends and I wish that I could keep all of them forever (If you haven't been here, I am including you too....because you are awesome too...).

Maybe I should spill all my guts, or write a letter and tear it up

Tue, 25 Jul 2006 22:39:05 GMT

So, it has nearly been a month since my last update, and I thought I would grace those who care with one that is brief, yet informative.

Basically, my internship is done. Done and over with and I am broke as high holy hell. It makes me wish that my relatives believed in giving money for birthdays, but alas that doesn't happen in my family and probably never will (no matter how much my bank account screams that it needs it). The internship was really great to be quite honest, and no matter how much you hear me say otherwise, it was great experience that will serve me for years to come.

I recently saw Goldspot in concert (for about the third or fourth time) and they are even more spectacular and last night I went to see Sea Wolf perform at a house party. They need to get a CD out right now because they are fucking fantastic. So now there is nothing to do than wait for Nantucket to come, the place where I actually feel at peace, the place where I can truly relax. That is what I need right. That and a full sandwich from Something Natural, but again, that is a week off.

I am honestly not looking forward to going back to Colby. I am quite content at home. I miss my friends certainly, but I have a life here that I feel comfortable with, taht I wouldn't mind staying with. Well, I have another three weeks or so to soak up the sun, soak up the friends (that could be awkward), and take in as many dodger games as I can.

Peace, out. Patrick

P.S. - J5 concert tonight by the way. So excited.

Patriotic

Wed, 05 Jul 2006 16:58:46 GMT

As I sat in Dodger Stadium last night with the fireworks exploding, I realized why I was so lucky to be an American, born in America and to have all the rights and priveledges thereof. It isn't about being ultra-patriotic which this country seems to love doing since 9-11. It isn't about being the one who cries when they hear America the Beautiful. It is about being proud to have this be your home, to want to someday say to the world-this is the greatest place in the world. That is what Patriotism is all about.

And that is what pisses me off about it. Because after 9-11, people just started being patriotic for the sake of doing so. They flew the little flags outside of their cars, and put on the We will remember bumper stickers. But they were doing that because we had been hurt, and hurt badly. Would they have done the same elsewise? Probably not. That is why I enjoy the holiday, because I remember what this country stands for - peace, freedom, equality, opportunity for all - and not why I am being patriotic. For if you are patriotic and don't know why, don't know the history, what is the point of doing so? Happy belated Fourth of July, America's Birthday, the one day that is truly America's.

Update on Life

Mon, 03 Jul 2006 18:39:22 GMT

Update on Life:
Going Ok. My cousin came to town the other night and we hung out for a while. Went to a Kinky concert (the band name). Went to lots of Dodger games. My boss has been sick for about a week and a half and I have nothing to do but sit on the computer and look at the internet sites.

End update on Life.