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Thursday, February 26, 2004 |
| Huh?
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This is just fucking ridiculous!! I wonder how parents really feel when their kids tell them they're gay, especially fathers?
I feel like crap. The last one took 6 months for me to get over, and that wasn't a quarter as serious as this one was. A trigger got me over her, so I hope I get the trigger for this one real soon cus I don't intend on moping around for much longer. Spent Cyarnival watching TV and doing nothing much else. Was great Seeing Armageddon and End of Days again.
Thanks for those memories Stef. lol. And from all indications, I predict that within five years, Cyarnivle costumes in Trinidad are going to be no more than a thong and body paint covering the tits a la Brazilian Cyarnivle. |
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Wednesday, February 25, 2004 |
| blog trouble
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| This blog is giving trouble. |
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Thursday, February 19, 2004 |
| One damn hot man!
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Yes you read that correctly. Jowelle de Souza is one hot former man! Yesterday, I took Miranda down south to "Hair by Jowelle Skin by Anna" for her to have her hair done as a birthday gift. It cost quite a tidy sum but the end result was well worth it, we both concluded. Her voice was deep and low and she spoke even worse English than I do. Somehow I was led to believe that she was all uppity but she wasn't at all. It was quite an experience I must say. Sorry about taking this long to blog but I either have been busy or haven't felt up to it. Valentine's Day came and went -- we spent the afternoon together after I spent the morning teaching. Thnigs have changed. I played football again on Sunday but I didn't feel the pain that I felt the week before. I really overslept on Monday and that caused me to ache more than the football. Whenever I lie down on a bed or a chair for too long my back hurts, but this time was more than that.
Tuesday evening I went to see T&T vs a Brazil XI in the former National Stadium. To me it'll always be the National Stadium and I can't ever remember saying the Hasely Crawford Stadium. Destra performed during half-time and left a wonderful image burned in my mind. That was bamsee!! Denise who?
And there's the annual chutney show in school tonight which I'll not be attending, of course. Not my thing at all. I did go last year though and spent the better part of the night sitting down and gaping. Hey that was the same thing I did on Tuesday, and ended up missing half of the match. |
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Tuesday, February 10, 2004 |
| Aching
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| I played cricket and football Sunday afternoon with my old school friends. I'm still aching. I haven't played any sort of sports in ages. I haven't done any running or anything. I'm amazed that I lasted so long. It did feel great though, especially after my boring Saturday in which I did nothing at all. I'm playing with them again this Sunday -- I hope I can hold out as well. I told them that I'm not eating any meat and I was supported rather than ridiculed. We actually had adult discussions about life issues, interspersed with the usual cracks and wildness. They've formed a sports club which I think I'll end up joining. I almost ate meat twice on Sunday though: I was offerred agouti at home and hot dogs during the football. With the hot dogs, I totally forgot cus I really loved hotdogs. I actually had them in my hands and put condiments on them and had to give them away. That was the only time for th entire last two weeks I had regrets. I'll have more when I'm offerred spaghetti bollonaise and pizza. |
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Monday, February 09, 2004 |
| Perfect
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Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
Do you think i'm wasting my time
Doing things I wanna do?
'Cuz it hurts when you disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that I'm all right
and you can't change me
'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing last for ever
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and we can't go back
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright
Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you
'Cuz you don't understand
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Wednesday, February 04, 2004 |
| Fish
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I think i had forgotten to mention that i'm still eating fish and shellfish. I don't hold that in the same category as "meat". Anywho, i've been trying to figure out some land measurement recently since I'm getting a little older now and things like building a house and buying land etc. interest me. I usually read through the classifieds to see what real estate prices are these days. My interest was heightened when i was looking for a place. So i've found out that an acre of land is 43,560 square feet. I've been told that what we refer to as a "lot" is 5000 square feet ie. 50x100 feet. So it works out that an acre is a little more than eight lots. That's alot. (No pun intended). Enough with the lesson.
I don't get angry. Period. I might feign anger, but i don't get angry. Not raging mad anyway. I might get a little upset, but never angry. And that state of "upset" never lasts for more than 3 minutes no matter how hard i try to remain angry/upset. I think it's because i have a whole lot of patience with people. My sister told me that i let people walk all over me. Sometimes, with one particular person, i think it's true. Then again, that one particular person seems to always be angry with everything. And i'm just the person to deal with him/her, cus i have alot of patience.
One night, though, I did get angry; not with that person though, although I was with that person at the time I got angry, with someone else. I was living in the other place and while walking that person home one Friday night around seven, a bunch of young people (that's being kind) were obviously getting high on something and sitting on the opposite side of the road to which we were walking (obviously we were avoiding them); well one of them upon seeing us started to call us "monkey". I'd never experienced that sort of harrassment while walking there before and i was outraged. I almost turned back around and ran up to him with all the Jackie Chan powers I could muster. I grinded my teeth and clenched my fists, but we just kept walking. The only other time I've ever experienced anything close to that was while walking unavoidably close to a similar bunch at a different location, the person said "Good Afternoon", to which the reply was "Yuh like nigga."
Anywho, i'm going home. If you've noticed that some of my "I's" are in common letters, it's because i'm trying to change some of the ambiguity in the English language. More on this later. |
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Monday, February 02, 2004 |
| Seven Days
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Lots of stuff happenned in the last seven days. I haven't eaten meat since last Monday; I am eating fish and shellfish though. It came about because Miranda told me that she wasn't eating meat and hadn't for a month -- since December 31st. So that gave me the inspiration to stop eating meat too because my family has a history of Diabetes and I don't particularly like the thought of having to stick needles into my body day and night to stay alive. So in an effort to control these "lifestyle diseases" like Diabetes, some cancers and heart attack, I've taken the first step of not eating meat. I've also turned into a goat; yes, I'm eating grass ie. salad. It's not all that bad. And I've also curtailed the amount of carbonated beverages I'm drinking: water and juice only for me, but I started that a while ago. Note, I'm still drinking Smirnoff Ice. It'll take a while to wean myself off of that.
Miranda came back from Miami on Tuesday. On Wednesday we broke up, on good terms. I'll say no more on the topic.
Uhhh what else? She and I finally went to see LOTR: The Return of the King Saturday in Trincity Mall. I thought it would never end. It was a great movie though. I don't care what people say about they left out parts of teh book and things were changed. Whatthefuckever. I went to see a friggin movie. If I wanted to read the books, I would've. Then when I got back to my place, a padner called and we went to Bootleggers, less than half-hour I left the mall. I saw some friends I hadn't in months. It was real cool; nice ambience, but at $26 for a Stag and Smirnoff Ice I don't expect to be in places like those too often. Infact, I had turned down Miranda's invitation to go to Friday's with some friends on Friday evening. We were supposed to got see the movie then but she deferred and we went on Saturday instead.
And I spent my first whole weekend in my new place. I cooked on Sunday too: curried peas, fish and rice. And salad. Oh, and I'm also trying to curtail those sugar snacks so I'm eating fruit too. The new diet really isn't that bad. I just hope I don't lose any weight and disappear. Incase you're wondering, I'm ok. I'm not feeling like buying "two pounds of rope" or "the Indian tonic" :-) Life goes on. |
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