Friday, June 29, 2007

Because Commitment Has It's Sacrifices

Now that I've spent all afternoon setting up and transferring files from my mom computer to my new laptop (thanks again grandma!), I now have time to update you, the reader, on what has been going on since my last entry.

My graduation was on Wednesday, and let me tell you, it was very lively. You had graduates dancing across the stage of Brooklyn College's Walt Whitman Hall to receive their diploma booklet and handshake.

The highlight of the ceremony (other than the staff showing their classic incompetence; more info coming up) was the keynote speech delivered by Mr. Tony Davis, coordinator of the College Now program in East Harlem.


The initials of my high school.

Mr. Davis' speech's theme was: Because Commitment Has It's Sacrifices

Without dragging this out, the speech was fantastic, empowering, and will definitely stick with me for a long time.

I was the first in the to get my diploma booklet, and I was unfortunately misinformed about what to do. I walked up, got my handshake/booklet, and walked off. My name was not called. Apparently, the name cards they gave us earlier was for the announcer to pronounce our name (we were put in size order, not by last name). Luckily, Ms. Bauman, the senior adviser, called my name at the end (thanks!), though, I had to stand for a crowd of more than 1000. Talk about nerve irking.

Go Go Gadget Laptop!

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Freshman Orientation

I'm going to keep this short for I don't have loads of time.

Freshman orientation was today for Queens College.

Hoooooooooly shit.

If I could give an example for what an "overwhelming slap in the face" is, today would have been it. In the end, I have Thursdays off, but I also have late evening classes on Mondays and Wednesdays.

Psychology 101, Music 001, Philosophy 101, English 110, Math 122

Saturday, June 16, 2007

Vloggin' / Math B

I think it's a coincidence that a brainchild of mine was born on the same day that Blogger released its video upload feature.

Until I get my MP3 player back (it has a recorder; dictation abilities), I'm considering posting Vlogs (the video version of an entry). However, I may just push that aside as the player should get here on Friday.

In a few short hours I will be heading for my school to take the Math B regents; the last regents of my high school career. Though I feel that I should be able to pass this with no problem, the last math test of year featured the toughest regents questions in recent memory. I'm hoping the rubber-band effect has it's way this time around.

Wish me luck!

Faith No More - Angel Dust

Saturday, June 9, 2007

Justice Served; Back to Reality With You!

Seems a majority of Americans cared more about Hilton and the fact that she was ordered back to jail than the shuttle launch yesterday. This will hopefully be the last blog entry surrounding the talentless whore as I realized she isn't even worthy of MY attention. Let me just get some last licks in (absolutely no pun intended).

Just read the following in an article and I'd like to say something:

But once back at her luxury home, Paris celebrated by inviting her family round.

A pal said she had sent her assistant shopping and arranged for her make-up artist to visit.

The pal said: “It’s so cruel what has happened to her. She wasn’t allowed to wax or use a moisturizer. Her skin is so dry right now.”

This is why I'm anti-celebrity. Oh no! Poor Paris had dry skin. *eye roll*

Also, she was able to invite others to her house; adding the fact that house arrest would have been more of a reward to her than jail time. Unbelievable.

Michael T. Sauer is my hero for the week.

Thursday, June 7, 2007

Paris Hilton: I sucked the sheriff! But I did not blow the deputy...

Paris Hilton was released from prison this morning due to medical reasons. She got her Gucci ankle bracelet fitted as well so she can begin a 40-day house arrest. Oh man, it's gonna be so tough for her...

You do the crime, you serve the time. Hilton has no reason to be sent to her oh so terrible MANSION due to a little medical problem. Rumors state she broke her teeth on the bars. I hope that's some super secret celebrity code for "herpes outbreak".

Besides, what other medical reason does she have?

The shits? So what!
A headache? Boo fucking hoo.
Stress? Oh no, it's NEVER possible to get stressed for getting sent to jail...

I have my money on "herpes outbreak".

Also, her fans give her sympathy, but she doesn't deserve a drop of it.

Only in America...

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

When I Really Knew I Was In Love

Today marks the 1 year anniversary of my girlfriend's release from hospital after she had a seizure.

It was a little before 3:30pm on Sunday, June 4th (2006) when Nicole's brother Matt called my house using Nicole's cell phone. At first, I thought it was just Nicole calling to talk to me, but I would soon find out it was a much more serious matter. She had had a seizure and she was in the hospital. Shock... awe... fear... whatever you could call it, I had it running through me. The conversation with Matt was brief, but I was told I'd be called back later.

Hours passed before the phone rang again. During that time a multitude of thoughts raced in my mind, I didn't know what to do. I couldn't do anything. All I could really do was wait. Soon enough, the phone rang. It was Nicole's mother, along with Nicole.

"Overwhelmed" was the word I used as an excuse for my breakdown. Other than at funerals, this was the first time in my life I truly had never cared; loved, about someone so much that it drove me to tears. Later that night I talked to Nicole from her room at the hospital. I had earlier feared that I'd never get to hear her voice again... she her smile... hug her... kiss her...

By the day's end, I knew I had fallen in love with Nicole.

The real reason for the seizure was never given, but one can assume it was trauma-induced. She passed out, and hit her head in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

A Quick Look At June

The first full week of June 2007 is upon me and as I used to do with my old blog, I'm posting some upcoming things of note in the coming weeks. Think of this as blog filler (Hey! Blame writer's block!).

Coming Soon (June 2007)
  • More finals for school, put on the worst days possible of course
  • Distribution of my school's yearbook
  • Sanitation test (Plan B career in case something happens with college)
  • Math Regents (I NEED to pass this or my first year of college is boned)
  • Graduation Party (Friend of a friend's)
  • Freshmen Orientation for college
  • Graduation rehearsal
  • GRADUATION (Goodbye Hellhole!)
  • Graduation Party (for me!)
Feel free to comment with ideas for future opinion pieces of mine. I'd love a nice new issue to tackle.

Monday, June 4, 2007

Just Call Them Civil Unions

As I've mention in that little snippet about myself on the right side of this blog, I'm a liberal. I consider myself a supporter of gay rights and gay marriages, but I've come to a more moderate agreement regarding gay marriages.

They should be called civil unions. Now, for all the Neo-liberals out there that would immediately jump the gun and say, "That's discrimination!" you'd be incorrect. The United States government considers any marriage a civil union in legal terms.

I'd also like to address those who believe a marriage is only between a man and a woman.

The world DOES NOT, I repeat, DOES NOT revolve around you and YOUR religion.

Still, I feel bad for the heavily religious people of this country (*cough*redstates*cough*). I really do. The media uses the term "gay marriage" too much and, yes, I know your trying to defend your beliefs, but you've forgotten that the United States is not 100% religious.

Of course, to make both sides happy, we should call "gay marriages" "civil unions". Think about it, the government would give you the exact same benefits a man and a woman would get. It's either that or fight an endless fight the rest of your life. Besides, your fellow friends and family members would still consider you and your partner as a married couple, I know I would. On the flip side, the religious folk get to keep the term "marriage" as a religious word as it pertains to the sacrament of matrimony.

Choose one: something or nothing.

By the way, sexual preference and sexual orientation are the same thing.

Sunday, June 3, 2007

My First Kiss

The following is from my deviantART gallery. I wrote this on October 21st, 2006. The kiss took place on January 5th, 2006.

I was shaking slightly as I walked down Rockaway Blvd. and then across it, toward the bus stop where my first (and current) girlfriend, Nicole, was waiting for me. It wasn't the cold of the January air that made me shake, but the possibility that today I would be having my first kiss.

The night before, Nicole and I agreed that we'd walk the length of Woodhaven Blvd. down to the corner of Woodhaven and Jamaica Avenue, where we would wait for her bus. I hinted that we'd hold hands as we walked the Blvd. and maybe end with a kiss, and not just a peck on the cheek.

We started our walk down the street. We talked about school and such, for a majority of the walk. Things got quiet while we walked the longest block on Woodhaven. It was where St. Anthony's hospital used to be. As the quiet between us became more and more awkward as the seconds passed, I suddenly thought to myself: We weren't holding hands!

"Wait, were we going to be holding hands?” I said. We then took each other's hand, stiffly at first, but it became more relaxed after awhile. Instantly I noticed an "Oh my God, he's holding my hand"-type look on her face.

We continued our walk. We were about a block away from Jamaica Ave. when I (and this surprised myself) calmly said, "Do you want to kiss?”

"Where should we?” Nicole said, with a nervous tint to it.

"Ummm... right by this upcoming tree." This is when my mind started racing. What do I do? How do I kiss her? Where should I place my hands? Around her back? Her waist? Just above it? Oh boy, here comes the tree!

We swung right into the kiss. My first kiss. It was something I will remember. I'll remember the fact that my nervousness hampered my plan to kiss her gently. I'll remember how the warmth between us conquered the chilling air around us. I'll remember that she attempted to french me (never saw this coming). I'll even remember the smile on each of our faces as we walked to the bus stop, every second we stood together waiting, the kisses on the cheek goodbye, and the walk home, where I couldn't stop thinking about Nicole.

Back on my 16th birthday I made a promise to myself that I'd try to get my first kiss before my 17th birthday. This happened 5 days before said birthday.

Friday, June 1, 2007

Happy New Atlantic Hurricane Season!

Why, hello there, Barry...

Of course this track is subject to change. Scott Kiser, tropical cyclone program manager at the National Weather Service, once said, "Don't focus too much on the skinny black line."

Talk about perfect timing...