First and foremost: Fuck this month.
That feels good.
So, as some of you know, I find this farce of a holiday completely bullshit. Not only is it commonly referred to as "Singles Awareness Day", but it's an obvious ploy of corporate greed and this fleeting emotion of "love".
Love is bullshit. Or so I believe until someone shows me otherwise. It doesn't help that it was this was the day that my last girlfriend cheated on me. Then again, she was a controlling bitch, and I should have ended THAT farce before that even happened, but that's neither here nor there.
So here I am, broken (think C-3PO in Jedi: being carried around by Chewie in a backpack with parts hanging out), waiting for someone to fix me. I don't even know if I have all the missing parts anymore.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Monday, December 14, 2009
Reflections on this past year
It's almost my 22nd birthday, and I'd much rather reflect on a year from birthday to birthday than Jan.1-Dec.31 because it just seems more logical.
It's been a crazy year. This time last year, I was sitting in my apartment stressing over finals and wondering if i had the gas money to make it back home for Christmas. It was also the time I decided to move back home and regroup and refocus on school. It's been a constant struggle to keep myself interested in music. I love playing my trumpet and I love attempting to learn piano, but the necessary classes put a damper on the experience, especially since I've had 3 different advanced music theory teachers each telling me something different.
But, in light of the educational roadblock, I did get to live my life-long dream if only for a week. I literally quit my job and dropped everything for the chance to march in the Madison Scouts drum and bugle corps. It was the single-most enjoyable experience I've ever had. When you hear of a brotherhood and a shared bond between people who work so hard for a single goal, it absolutely embodies what these guys work for. 8 hour show day rehearsals 6 days a week and a 12 hour rehearsal day with a free day every couple weeks for 150+ members, 30 staff members and sometimes a small army of volunteers. Its a truly amazing thing to see and mind-blowing to be a part of.
This was also a rough year for my family. My grandfather passed away a couple days before mom's birthday, and we're still trying to get everything back to normal. Its strange to go to my grandparent's house and not see him there, and I'm sure most of my family feels the same way.
I've also discovered a few things about myself. I procrastinate (obviously). I'm not as smart as I think I am. Sometimes, I am completely over-confident, which leads to a major let-down. I can sometimes overlook what's really important to me. I'm completely unorganized. I;m occasionally reckless.
I've also discovered twitter this year, much to my parents dismay. I'm on it all the time, and enjoy talking to 99.9% of my friends on there. They've been a really good support system and keep me motivated. I also learned that I'm not as perverted as most people think I am. I think a few of my tweeps can prove that.
All-in-all, its been a decent year, despite not partying as much as I did when I was 20. Here's to finding employment, more friends, and making every moment count.
Prosit!
Andy065
(kinda surprised I didnt write about soccer in this, huh? well, I'm thinking of rolling out a soccer blog. Just something i've thrown around in the vast expanses of my mind. Maybe I can get a job writing a soccer column? highly unlikely, but who knows?)
It's been a crazy year. This time last year, I was sitting in my apartment stressing over finals and wondering if i had the gas money to make it back home for Christmas. It was also the time I decided to move back home and regroup and refocus on school. It's been a constant struggle to keep myself interested in music. I love playing my trumpet and I love attempting to learn piano, but the necessary classes put a damper on the experience, especially since I've had 3 different advanced music theory teachers each telling me something different.
But, in light of the educational roadblock, I did get to live my life-long dream if only for a week. I literally quit my job and dropped everything for the chance to march in the Madison Scouts drum and bugle corps. It was the single-most enjoyable experience I've ever had. When you hear of a brotherhood and a shared bond between people who work so hard for a single goal, it absolutely embodies what these guys work for. 8 hour show day rehearsals 6 days a week and a 12 hour rehearsal day with a free day every couple weeks for 150+ members, 30 staff members and sometimes a small army of volunteers. Its a truly amazing thing to see and mind-blowing to be a part of.
This was also a rough year for my family. My grandfather passed away a couple days before mom's birthday, and we're still trying to get everything back to normal. Its strange to go to my grandparent's house and not see him there, and I'm sure most of my family feels the same way.
I've also discovered a few things about myself. I procrastinate (obviously). I'm not as smart as I think I am. Sometimes, I am completely over-confident, which leads to a major let-down. I can sometimes overlook what's really important to me. I'm completely unorganized. I;m occasionally reckless.
I've also discovered twitter this year, much to my parents dismay. I'm on it all the time, and enjoy talking to 99.9% of my friends on there. They've been a really good support system and keep me motivated. I also learned that I'm not as perverted as most people think I am. I think a few of my tweeps can prove that.
All-in-all, its been a decent year, despite not partying as much as I did when I was 20. Here's to finding employment, more friends, and making every moment count.
Prosit!
Andy065
(kinda surprised I didnt write about soccer in this, huh? well, I'm thinking of rolling out a soccer blog. Just something i've thrown around in the vast expanses of my mind. Maybe I can get a job writing a soccer column? highly unlikely, but who knows?)
Friday, October 9, 2009
For today, he shall go with God.
I will be taking another unusual turn today to celebrate the life of my grandfather. Luther Leroy Singletary.
My grandfather grew up in Durant, Oklahoma; a small town just north of the Oklahoma-Texas border. He was born in the 1920's (i'm uncertain of the exact year) in a large family. They were farmers, as most people were back then. My grandfather had no more than a 6th grade education, but he went on to do wondrous things.
My grandfather joined the US Army during World War II. He rose through the ranks and became an MP. He was stationed on the pacific island of Biak. My favorite story he always told us was when he would sneak of his post for a cup of coffee, and trust me, the man would do anything for coffee. After the bombing of Nagasake and Hiroshima, he was sent to Japan in one of the first few landing forces, and honor that he would not receive his medal for until he was in his 70's. After the war, he retired to a small town south of Houston.
He began working for DOW after his service with the US Army. Though he lacked a formal education, his knowledge of machinery helped his immensely. He and a co-worker built many vehicles for use in the plants that were unheard of before. While working for Dow, he also had 4 children: my late Uncle Darryl, My mother, my aunt Sherry and my Uncle Pat. My uncle Darryl was the only one to follow in my grandfathers footsteps and serve our country in the armed forces, but pneumonia took him before I was able to meet him.
My granfather retired from Dow either before I was born or soon after. His love for geneology spurred his purchase of our family's first home computer, and to this day he still used a computer. His research proved he was a decendant of many figures in the American Revolution, a fact which I am proud of. My grandfather followed the Houston Astros and Rockets quite regularly and rarely missed a televised game. He also watched NASCAR quite regularly, and was proud of a family member who worked for his favorite driver in his pits.
These are just the accomplishments he's known for. My grandfather was a loving man. His family always came first. That's the one thing I will always remember him for.
I love you Pa-Pa. I miss you already.
My grandfather grew up in Durant, Oklahoma; a small town just north of the Oklahoma-Texas border. He was born in the 1920's (i'm uncertain of the exact year) in a large family. They were farmers, as most people were back then. My grandfather had no more than a 6th grade education, but he went on to do wondrous things.
My grandfather joined the US Army during World War II. He rose through the ranks and became an MP. He was stationed on the pacific island of Biak. My favorite story he always told us was when he would sneak of his post for a cup of coffee, and trust me, the man would do anything for coffee. After the bombing of Nagasake and Hiroshima, he was sent to Japan in one of the first few landing forces, and honor that he would not receive his medal for until he was in his 70's. After the war, he retired to a small town south of Houston.
He began working for DOW after his service with the US Army. Though he lacked a formal education, his knowledge of machinery helped his immensely. He and a co-worker built many vehicles for use in the plants that were unheard of before. While working for Dow, he also had 4 children: my late Uncle Darryl, My mother, my aunt Sherry and my Uncle Pat. My uncle Darryl was the only one to follow in my grandfathers footsteps and serve our country in the armed forces, but pneumonia took him before I was able to meet him.
My granfather retired from Dow either before I was born or soon after. His love for geneology spurred his purchase of our family's first home computer, and to this day he still used a computer. His research proved he was a decendant of many figures in the American Revolution, a fact which I am proud of. My grandfather followed the Houston Astros and Rockets quite regularly and rarely missed a televised game. He also watched NASCAR quite regularly, and was proud of a family member who worked for his favorite driver in his pits.
These are just the accomplishments he's known for. My grandfather was a loving man. His family always came first. That's the one thing I will always remember him for.
I love you Pa-Pa. I miss you already.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Life, The Universe, and Everything.
well, gonna completely take a turn from my usual soccer blogging on here, Dynamo FINALLY won last night by the way :P, and talk about life, the universe, and Everything (ala Douglas Adams).
I've been out of work for 3 months. Partially my fault for not searching diligently, but also this economy blows. I like work because it gets me out of the house and into the general public and gets me money. Money gets me out of the house even more in the form of going to stores and movies. Its very cyclical. It also keeps me sane. There's a lot of things I want to get, but I'm unable to because I don't have money. Which also bring up....
School. I'm taking a semester off because I can't afford community college right now. School, like work, gets me out and gets me to socialize. Although, in most classes I'm ostracized for making most people look bad by sleeping through class and making A's.
Home. Holy Crap. Since I'm not employed or being educated, I get to clean and cook. Ironically, my room is the cleanest its been in a WHILE, and I can cook really kick-ass Italian food. Dad does give a kickback every once in a while. I got season 5 of the Office for mowing the yard (awesome).
The Universe. Pluto still isn't a planet. Seriously, this shit hardly changes. and btw, there's a 13th zodiac you crazy fucks. Google it.
Everything. Soccer is still going. Hockey is coming up soon. I miss SHSU. I miss all my friends. I hate the fact that my BFF is moving hours away with her fiance and I'll hardly get to hang out with her anymore. I hate that I can't find a girl who's worth my time. I hate that I got cut from the Madison Scouts without having a decent shot to show the staff what I could do. I hate the fact that I'm nowhere NEAR being done with my degree in Music, and that I'm starting to second-guess my decision in said major. I hate the fact that I'm uninspired to do damn-near anything. I hate the fact that I have so many model-painting projects going at once I can never finish them.
However, I love the fact that one day, someone or something is gonna show me something that will make everything seem that it wasn't all failed efforts. That nothing I have tried to accomplish and failed, nothing that I plan down to the miniscule details and not have the means to execute, nothing that someone has told me "you can't do it" and have no faith in me what-so-ever, will all be a smaller piece in the puzzle of my life.
I've been out of work for 3 months. Partially my fault for not searching diligently, but also this economy blows. I like work because it gets me out of the house and into the general public and gets me money. Money gets me out of the house even more in the form of going to stores and movies. Its very cyclical. It also keeps me sane. There's a lot of things I want to get, but I'm unable to because I don't have money. Which also bring up....
School. I'm taking a semester off because I can't afford community college right now. School, like work, gets me out and gets me to socialize. Although, in most classes I'm ostracized for making most people look bad by sleeping through class and making A's.
Home. Holy Crap. Since I'm not employed or being educated, I get to clean and cook. Ironically, my room is the cleanest its been in a WHILE, and I can cook really kick-ass Italian food. Dad does give a kickback every once in a while. I got season 5 of the Office for mowing the yard (awesome).
The Universe. Pluto still isn't a planet. Seriously, this shit hardly changes. and btw, there's a 13th zodiac you crazy fucks. Google it.
Everything. Soccer is still going. Hockey is coming up soon. I miss SHSU. I miss all my friends. I hate the fact that my BFF is moving hours away with her fiance and I'll hardly get to hang out with her anymore. I hate that I can't find a girl who's worth my time. I hate that I got cut from the Madison Scouts without having a decent shot to show the staff what I could do. I hate the fact that I'm nowhere NEAR being done with my degree in Music, and that I'm starting to second-guess my decision in said major. I hate the fact that I'm uninspired to do damn-near anything. I hate the fact that I have so many model-painting projects going at once I can never finish them.
However, I love the fact that one day, someone or something is gonna show me something that will make everything seem that it wasn't all failed efforts. That nothing I have tried to accomplish and failed, nothing that I plan down to the miniscule details and not have the means to execute, nothing that someone has told me "you can't do it" and have no faith in me what-so-ever, will all be a smaller piece in the puzzle of my life.
Sunday, September 6, 2009
I think I really am living in Hell.
Our A/C went out yesterday. It's still fucking summer. Its 90 degrees INSIDE my house. This is a rare time I'm glad we have a family thing today so I can bask in the awesomeness of a/c. When I was on tour with the scouts, I slept in a gym that was like this, but at least my sleeping bag was cool, and the floor was cool too.
God this sucks.
God this sucks.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
CONCACAF or The Reson We Don't Have Nice Things
pardon my language, but HOLY SHIT.
That's what I uttered throughout last night's live game/ tonight's re-air of the Dynamo CONCACAF Champions League game. 11 yellows and 5 reds? Is that even remotely necessary? Cards to Houston for dissent when the Panamanian team is doing the exact same thing? Letting the crowd and the persuasion of the home team severely influence your decision-making and throwing a player out due to the law of Gravity? A quick 1-2 yellow to a player who makes a comment to you? You had an entire team do that to you.
What I'm trying to say here is that its good the the Dynamo came out with a point. It's bad that we lost our playmaker, a key defender and a key midfielder due to this debaucle of a game in Panama. Oh, and guess who's next on the schedule? Pachuca.
In Dom We Trust.
That's what I uttered throughout last night's live game/ tonight's re-air of the Dynamo CONCACAF Champions League game. 11 yellows and 5 reds? Is that even remotely necessary? Cards to Houston for dissent when the Panamanian team is doing the exact same thing? Letting the crowd and the persuasion of the home team severely influence your decision-making and throwing a player out due to the law of Gravity? A quick 1-2 yellow to a player who makes a comment to you? You had an entire team do that to you.
What I'm trying to say here is that its good the the Dynamo came out with a point. It's bad that we lost our playmaker, a key defender and a key midfielder due to this debaucle of a game in Panama. Oh, and guess who's next on the schedule? Pachuca.
In Dom We Trust.
Friday, August 14, 2009
euphoria of insomnia
if you follow me on twitter (@andy065), you may have noticed tweets at absolutely insane times for me. I haven't been sleeping well, and last night, I decided that I will stay up until I'm ready for be tonight. Seriously looking at a 36 hour grind. right now, about 24 hours in, I'm really loopy and feeling quite euphoric and hungry. This is totally what i think being high would be like.
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