10/10/2007-F-ing Pigeons

Fucking Pigeons.

So every morning when I drive to work, there is a cluster of pigeons on my street. Every morning I speed through the cluster in hopes to hit one. I know some of you are saying "Oh poor pigeons," but seriously, pigeons are the cockroaches of birds. They are ugly, they are lazy and worst of all they are dirty. I have no clue why the old man on my street insists on throwing food to feed those disgusting things. They shit all over the cars and houses and make the most annoying sounds. As you are reading this you may be wondering why I hate them so here is where all that anger comes from. I was 14 years old, my mom, dad, Nik and I were inVenice Italy walking to San Marco square. Now if any of you have ever been to San Marco square you are all very well aware that it is infested with pigeons. As we were walking towards the square we were walking in one of the alley ways and a little boy decided that he would chase the pigeons into the alley. About 20 of them flew right at me and kid you not, it was a scene out of Alfred Hitchcock's movie "The Birds" they flew in my face, in my hair, one pecked at my chest. My first reaction was to scream, "Fucking Pigeons." The next thing I know, I get a big slap in the face from my mother because of what I said. To my dismay, I wasn't asked if I was ok. I was just told that if I ever said something like that again, I would regret it. When I looked around to get some back up from my dad I noticed the whole entire plaza of people had stopped and started to laugh at me. Looking back, yeah I would have laughed too in fact is wasn't too long after that that I started to laugh along with the rest of my family. But this doesn't mean I have a soft spot for fucking pigeons. I seriously will get the greatest satisfaction when I finally hit one. And that day will come, oh yes I will come.

11/29/2006-Validation

There are moments in ones life when the need for validation is granted. Later today I had that validation. For awhile I have felt this hole in my heart for an event that happen to me. I always knew it wasn't my fault and that I could do nothing to control it but today, I was granted validation. We cannot control what is going to go on in our lives, sometimes you think you have everything in the world and the next you are sinking to rock bottom. I have tried to float to the top every time even though sometimes I feel like I cannot make it. The beauty of it all is, I do. I appreciate each and every opportunity, moment and person in my life. Whether they are people that have hurt me or I have hurt them, I have learned from it. I am grateful for that and always will be.

12/15/2005-I'm so Sick....

I'm so sick of the materialistic assholes that run not only this world, but that have postings on here about how much they make. We all know its a lie to begin with. If you were so secure about yourself, you wouldn't have to have that up there. WHO CARES! I'm sick of seeing people with their "toys" and "gadgets". Why do you feel like you have to show that shit off? Why can't you just be happy with what you have? Why can't you just be ok with the fact that NO one cares how much you make, or what kind of things you have? Seriously, if they did care about that, they really don't care about you. Just be true to yourself and others will be true to you. If you not secure with yourself, then no one will be secure with you. Yea ok, I have fallen into the materialistic mode once in awhile. But you know what makes me humble? Going over to a perfect stranger that needs a little help and actually smiling at them and asking them what I could do to help them? I get the same rush giving food to someone that is homeless like I do when I buy something from Macy's. It is Christmas time, a time when all of us (those who believe or celebrate) go out and shop our little hearts out and in some ways or another have hopes to recieve nice gifts that will satisfy our material needs. Its not completely our faults. Society has taught us to go out and buy. Go out and swipe those credit cards, go out and consume way more then you produce. Who cares right? Well I do and I know I'm not the only one. This was just a thought that I have had for a long time. I just wish our society would focus on more important things like AIDS or the fact that we aren't a perfect society and never will be therefore we should stop trying to tell others that they should try and be more like us.