realmagga{unorthodox}

WHAT'S SO UNORTHODOX ABOUT ME
My name's Sherwin. I'm a 24-yr-old "rational-thinking", net addicted Libran from Trinidad in the Caribbean. I love U2's music and I sincerely believe that Britney Spears is saving herself for me. Other than that, it's strictly Dancehall!! On the political front, I'm a pro-choice, non-homophobic liberal. I also love football, Dawson's Creek and online digital photography.
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Saturday, March 27, 2004
The Final Blog  
Yeah, I think it is. I've kinda lost all inspiration to blog anymore. It ain't doin what it supposed to do for me. I'll still read other blogs. And who knows, I may restart at some time in the future. A year and a half of blogging. Hey, now you don't have to see any more pics of Britney Spears. Laters. It was nice.
1:07 pm | |
 
Saturday, March 20, 2004
Manic Saturday, Manic Week  
This week was kinda tiring, especially today. Well Wednesday was my dad's 70th birthday (yeah, you read that right) so I had to go south to see him. I was occupied throughout the entire day and I left school at around 3.30 to go get my stuff to go south. This entire week was really firetrucking hot! So i had to walk to my apartment and back to campus in the hot friggin sun. When I got to Curepe junction I got a call on my cell and apparently my phone was trying too hard to pick up a signal and when I got off the phone, it just went dead. Now it's gone dead before eh. So when I got home in south I got it back on and used it a little but later that night it started giving a lot of trouble and it eventually went completely dead. So for two whole days I was out of contact; that was horrible! I mean, I like to be alone, but I couldn't stand being without it for too long. I was actually becoming a little agitated. I'm really turning into one of those cellphone people who I never wanted to become.

Anywho, I spent all of today trying to get it fixed. I got up and went to class but no one showed up. So I left there around eleven and went south so I could get money to fix the phone. Now all along I was thinking that was a battery problem when it really wasn't. I had called a few places yesterday to find out if they had a battery for my phone and I was getting quotes from $150 to $300. So I went to the place in Chaguanas that I was getting it for $150 but it was a generic battery they had, but I tried it anyways, and that confirmed to me that it wasn't a battery problem. Yesterday, I found someone with the same phone I had and borrowed their battery and put it in mine, but it didn't work. And today, when I put in the generic battery, it still didn't work after about twenty minutes of charging. So I left the store to go look for a technician. I spent the next hour walking around Chaguanas looking for a technician. I probably went into eight places and none of them had one present. So I finally decided to leave there and go to St. Augustine. I got into a Curepe taxi and I walked from Curepe Junction till Campus (about half mile), and right outside opposite Lakshmi Girls was a place that repaired phones and had a technician, and he repaired it for me in like ten minutes. I explained the problem and he instantly knew what was wrong and charged me less than it would've cost to buy a new battery. That was great.

I'm friggin tired now from all that walking. Oh, and I've realised that when I'm in my apartment and the door's closed I can't hear anything infront of the building. Twice this week ppl came calling and I didn't hear a thing. And the firetrucking woman in the front apartment wouldn't even come tell me someone's calling!

And be sure to visit the Thong of the Day!
4:23 pm | |
 
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Trackback?  
Anyone know what trackback really is? And I'm all for SteakandBJ Day!
5:54 pm | |
 
Monday, March 15, 2004
My lazy ass  
It's Monday. The week started great. I lay in bed all morning till like 12 and then I got off my lazy ass and had lunch. I cooked stir-fried vegetables with noodles (I'm told that's chow mein) and beef in a black bean sauce. It came out great. The last time I made that, which was a couple years ago, I had use of a wok and it didn't come out so hot; this time it did even though I had no wok. Yesterday morning was hilarious; well the cricket was anyway. When I got up and put on the tv, West Indies were 2 down for like 14 runs. I went to buy the vegetables and newspaper which was just a walk around the block. When I got back about 45 minutes later, they were eight down for about 40! My god. It's a good thing I don't watch cricket. Oh, I went south to play football yesterday and on the way back up the highway, there was a horse -- yes, a horse! -- on the highway, with no apparent owner in sight. Although, about 40 metres before, we did see a man walking around. (It was dark). I wonder if he got angry with the horse and started to walk back alone?

Anywho, about the trigger thing. I'm over her; well the attachment part anyway. We still care alot about each other, but I'm ok with the fact that we're not together. Things are cool between us. So I'm not all mopey and stuff anymore. I could still do with some punany though. Any volunteers? (Female only apply).

Oh, and south ppl check out WhatSouthSay.com.
7:29 pm | |
 
Friday, March 12, 2004
The trigger  
I think I just got the trigger. And what genetically predisposes men to not flush toilets?
2:33 pm | |
 
Monday, March 08, 2004
Suicidal  
Yeah, apparently I am, since my blog has become a little depressing of late. But isn't that supposed to happen, that I feel depressed (a mood)? Not that I suffer from depression (a sickness). I mean we've all felt depressed at some time or other. Some of us have even fallen into depression haven't we? Well I'll have you know that there is no one in this world who is important enough for me to want to kill myself over them. There are a few people though who I wouldn't think twice about risking life and limb for, which is an entirely different thing. But kill myself because of them? C'mon. Forty is still a long ways away. I live my life with one tenet: Shit happens; get over it; life goes on. Well I've come to terms with the "Shit happens" part; I'm just having a not-so-easy time with the "Get over it" part. But I will eventually. Eventually.

Anywho, after my experience at Club Pure Energy 2 in Penal Saturday night, I don't think I'll be touching anyone's car keys in a while. Someone remind me in what hole did he put them? And I'm also all (soft)porned out.
6:55 pm | |
 
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Schroeder?  
Since i had nothing better to do, I decided to do this quiz.

Schroeder
You are Schroeder!


Which Peanuts Character are You?
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3:11 pm | |
 
Monday, March 01, 2004
Tabanca  
I guess it's even harder when you work in the same place, live in the same building or in my case, go to the same school (and congregate in the same general vicinity too). Yeah, I'm having some trouble adjusting. I hope this blog doesn't end up like Shanna's. :-)

Last week was kinda difficult. I spent the day running around in San Fernando. I lost my ID since 1999 and I never went to replace it until this year. I had another experience of government bureaucracy and as usual it was terrible. I went and had my hair cut too. That wasn't the end. When I came up north and went to school, she was there sitting with one of her guy friends so I went to sit with them since they were the only people I knew on campus at that time, and she started being real mean to me. Of course, I sat and took it and said nothing. Then I got up, left and went about my business, feeling really hurt. I almost cried -- it was that bad. Later that night I called her o find out what that was all about and she said that she was just being mean and asked me if I've never been mean to her. Well apparently I have been, but never intentionally so. That added to my recent insomnia which began about Carnival Friday (Her birthday btw. Remember the $450 at the hairdresser earlier that week?) Anyway, things got better over the curse of Friday and Saturday. I helped her with something that she desperately needed my help with and then on Saturday morning too. I ended up missing my teaching class too. Was it worth it? I don't feel the same amount of hurt anymore, so I guess yeah. We ended up talking a little and I was over by her house on Saturday morning.

After the morning I had, I really didn't wanna do anything and just wanted to be alone and catch up on some sleep. But I was convinced (didn't put up much of a fight) to go to the movies with Frank, Ria and Bev. Albeit I was too poor to do much else, even though we ended up at Eat It in Ellerslie Plaza where I had some magnificent King Fish. (Oh yeah, I had KFC for lunch too. First time for the year. And a beef burger last night after football.)Thanks, I needed that. When I got home I was tired so I just slept, till 1pm Sunday!! And then I went to play football in south. Was too tired to watch the Oscars, not that I cared much about them. This month I have to seriously curb my spending so I'm keeping my distance from my bank card, although I wanna go lime this weekend again.

And I'm taking down the banner. It sucked anyway.
5:37 pm | |
 

Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to know what it is will break you
I don't know where the wind will blow
Who's to know when the time has come around
I don't wanna see you cry
I know that this is not goodbye
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