• A Narative…

    The alarm clock goes off. 6:30AM. “Fuck. I don’t want to go to work.”
    You get dressed, grab food, get in your car. Call mom when you get there.

    Your on the highway now. 17- your comfort zone. Once you get off, you don’t really know where your going. It’s 7:15. You look ahead at the traffic. Someone hit their brakes. Now at the car just ahead of you. “O shit. Fuck. Fuck.”

    You just slammed into a car. But it wasn’t your fault. You know that. But thats the way it looks. You get out of the car. The image of the airbags going off is engraved in your head now. Fuck- 4 cars. Is everyone ok? Yes. Thank God. You want to call you dad. You call 911 first. Your somewhere on the highway. By exit 129 going east. The cops are there in minutes. Then you call your dad. Your ok. “It wasn’t my fault. I remember what you said. I kept my distance. I wasn’t tailgating. I slammed on my breaks. It wasn’t my fault.”

    First you think of everything worst that could have happened. Your still alive. Everyone is. Thank God. Thank God for your seat belt, for your airbags. Of all those moments you relax while you drive, this time you were driving upright. Hands at 10 and 2. Thank God.

    Once the adrenaline rush is over, you think that it could be better. “Fuck. my car is totaled. Fuck. I’m the last car. But it wasn’t my fault. I had no time to react. I wasn’t tailgating. I wasn’t even speeding. Fuck.”

    All you want to do is see you dad and tell him it wasn’t your fault. Its just a car he says. Thank god your all right. Its just a car. Fuck though. “It wasn’t my fault. Fuck…Thank God I’m alright…I wish I was at work right now.” Later.

  • GAA

    So I think im pretty much done with uploading Pictures of Ireland. If you want to see more, you can view them from my friends’ webshots- here and here. If I find any more in the multitude I have, Ill post them. In a related story, Jen (the second link) got pictures developed from the Galic (GAA) game we went to. It was Dublin and Wexford in the Semi Finals. Dublin won. It was a Croke Park (same place as the U2 Concert) and teh atmosphere was incredible. 90,000 people going crazy, chanting and singing, and the sport is intense. It’s like a mix between Soccer (football) and Rugby, and some basketball. There are goal posts (1 point) and an actual goal (3 points). When Dublin scored a goal to put us ahead of wexford, teh crowed went wild. We were in Hill 16, the hill where the big Dublin fans go to cheer for their team. Its called Hill 16 because a battle against the British took place there and 16 Brits were killed. The game was a good time- I have never seen so much enery or so many blue jerseys being worn at the same time in my life. Later!

  • I am back…

    And there is a lot to talk about. The trip to Ireland was amazing, relaxing, and a lot of fun in general. It was a vacation as well as a retreat in some aspects. I had a good amount of time to myself to just think and clear my head. With no internet I wasn’t on the computer all that much- just to upload the 700 and something pictures we took. I created a Flickr account and will be adding more over the next few days. There we did the usual tourist stuff like take a tour of the town and country- which is beautiful- the rumors are true. The night life was nice- since we stayed with a friend, and some other guys showed us around to the good places. I found out reenforced what I thought already- I don’t like to drink all that much. Watching others and remembering is much more fun….most of the time. Sitting at the bar just talking was a good time- the clubs were ok- I look like a fool when I dance, and as a result don’t really like to dance. What I really enjoyed was going out to Wicklow County. There is one place- Guiness Lake- I could have stayed out there for days. Sitting on top of a hill over looking a lake and mountains with a nice refreshing breeze. I tried to recapture it in pictures, but they don’t even come close to being there. All in all it was a good trip and I’m sure ill probably post more on it some time.

  • Ireland for 2 weeks….

    That’s right, in a couple of hours I’ll be leaving for the fabulous Dublin, Ireland until the 27th. I will try to post and make updates (as well as keep up with the internet and all the sites I read), but the only think I can promise is lots of pics and stories when I return. So, Later!

  • The Summer…

    So im back at school now and a believe an end of the summer wrap up is in order.
    First of all, move in went well, except that i dont think i have enought power in the outlets on my side to run the anti-piece. And I blew my really nice speakers i got for christmas: ( But anyway, on to summer.
    I had fun this summer. Some of the highlights include: MD, Six Flags, The Palisaides, and the million movies i saw with the pheez. However, i didnt get to see all my friends. So, If i didnt get to see u, you should visit! Let me know. Some goals for the year. Do well- I think im going to have to study a lot. and Keep the room clean. that would be cool if i could do that. I also told sean to make me go to the gym. But right know im a beat skeet skeet and need to move the freshmen in tomorrow. So- Later.

  • Back from MD!

    Well, I must say, Maryland is a fun place. Me, The Pheez, and our cousins went down to Ocean City for the week, and it was a good time. We went to the beach everyday, as our condo over looked it. The Condo was nice, me and phil pretty much had run of the living room. It pretty much went like this everyday: Wake up, beach, come back, chill on the balcony, go out somewhere. Very relaxing. The best part- There were so many beautiful girls down there. Like drop dead gorgeous. Angelo, one of our cousins, was very dissappointed in us for not talking to any of them. I was mad at phil. Girls were checking him out, and he was just like, blah. I mean, granted i didnt talk to any girls, none were checking me out. Come on Phil….
    The worst part was my couin Chris smoking. She smokes alot. Alot alot. Thats all i have to say about that.
    Anyway, the waves on the beach were nuts. We did some boogy boarding, and i caught some good waves. For those of you who will make the comment, yes i am fat, but im fucking good with a boogy board. We also ate shit on alot of waves. One killed my shoulder. Killed it dead.
    Friday night and all through Saturday, we caught wind (no pun inteneded) of Hurricane Charile. By Sat evening, it was a tropical storm, but it was awesome. 50-55 MPH winds, insane amounts of rain, and 7 foot waves! It was definatly a great show.
    Well, thats about it. Its good to be home. Now im going to bed, because, well, im beat. Later!