Shitty Post, Who Gives A Shit??

me? no..

you? no...

anyone? no...

your mother? there's a small chance...

but anyways, shit happens for a reason, right? bullshit,, shit happens to piss me off...

so i got a view on how this vacation from MMA went along... it sucked. straight up borring waste of shit time, and i would have been better off staying at school and doing something productive, like making money- something that i desperately need.

so anyways, i wasted a week, nothing productive happened, watched movies, was halfway entertained by siblings and old friends, ate food, didn't work out, didn't work, sat on my ass, did nothing for 5 days...

essentially thats all it was.

Maine? fuck it

Nattyboro? fuck it

Buzzards Bay? fuck it even harder...

i've come to realize something... the things in this world don't mean shit... breathing just passes the time till we all just get old and die, and we should have something a little more productive to do with this time?

i mean, come on!!

Black Friday???

what the fuck america?

wake the fuck up and realize how retarded you are.

you want to wake up at ungodly hours to get 20% off of something that was marked up 35% beforehand. so in essence you're payign the same god damn price?

all for what? christmas?

fuccck

do you know where christmas originated?

don't even say the birthday of Jesus, cuz you're full of shit if you believe that...

Christianity adopted the majority of its major religions from pre existing traditions of the cultures it conquered. it made for an easier transition for the subjected peoples. and yes just to let y'all know, don't be fretty about Islam being so violent, Christianity is the most violent religion in history. more blood has been spilled in the name of the cross and the pope than anyone can ever determine accurately.

but i digress....

Christmas is an Evolution of a Pagan Holiday. it was a holiday that Celebrated Masculinity. Men would gather together and enjoy a great feast. Following the feast, the men's wives were bound and beaten while they exchanged gifts. (this is the part of the tradition we kept, the gift giving). the beating and being left out of the gift exchange was a lesson to the women about male dominance. Through the rest of the festival, the women were subjected to many more lessons about male dominance, i'll let your imaginations fill in the details.

the capstone of the entire festival was an Orgy, only this wans't a normal Orgy. the women remained bound, and simply watched, as their husbands, and other males engaged in violent Sodomy(butt sex)...

this was supposed to be a lesson to Women about how they weren't even needed for Carnal Pleasures, as males could achieve this through Homosexuality, but that a woman's sole purpose was to bear children into the world, and be domestic servants to the men.

and that is the holiday we celebrate today, we gather together and celebrate the unity of families, by exchanging gifts. bullshit, if it were common knowledge the origins of this holiday, then Christmas wouldn't be nearly as prevalent holiday as it is.

we over do Christmas, with gifts and decorations, and music, and feasts... the practice of the pagans didn't completely disappear from the holiday until the 1300's, well into the time where they were celebrating the birth of their lord, by beating women and engaging in Gay Sex...

but all of that is superfluous, just as is most everything in modern day American society..

but nevertheless, who am i to complain about consumerism in america, its not like anyone will listen to a angry kid about the problems with morality in our nation. they're too busy feeding the criminals, and housing illeagal aliens, and living off of my hard earned and angrily paid tax dollars...

the liberal plague on this country has gone untouched for far too long.. and it is time someone fought back against the infection of bias and liberalism....

try not to delve too deeply into this

it's all true, but nevertheless, maybe i'm just in a terrible mood and felt like pissing someone off....

that's all i got for now y'all

lots of love..

TRIP....

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T-WHY-LIGHT

i hate twilight....

that is all...

love,

TRIP

How To Lose Friends and Alienate People...

Great movie, Great lesson...

but you know what, as miserable as the guy in that movie seems, he isn't at all,.

he's doing his thing, pissing people off, and enjoying life! what the hell? why can't i do that?

if i could make a living just by being me and pissing people off, then i would in a heart beat...

but anyways, i'm sitting here being bored watching the movie. and the guy just killed the actresses little lap dog.

and i couldn't help but laugh, i hate those things.

and besides, this movie reminds me of something. o yeah, the way myself and some others look at the world and how we see it.

people are retarded, lame, stupid and annoying, and someone needs to tell these assholes.

hell, the only thing i'm good at is pissing people off, and i love doing it, it takes no effort, its just easy to do. i tell people what needs to be heard, i don't sugarcoat stuff so these pussies can read something good and happy, i just call the shots as i see them and go for anger.

and why shouldn't i? fuck this world and their sensibilities, and fuck you too!

c'mon, if ya actually read this and keep coming back for more then you obviosly hate people as much as i do?

nothing about this blog makes any sense, and i'm realizing it, and i don't care haha.

suck it, shut up and read. and when you're done reading this, head on over to Madison Botcsh's Blog to read some more like minded bullshit. but thats all i got for you tonight,

yes, i'm drunk,

yes, i dont care

and NO, no video tonight.

shut the fuck up and deal with it.

that's all for tonight y'all.

-TRIP

Me and My Siblings Trip Out Sober...

like straight up tonight has been the most randomly interesting night ever... me and jade and bryan and josh and adam and jevens and mike and kenny and hannah and francesca and brett all sat in my living room and talked over the movie that was playing.. yup we talked.

and holy shit it felt likie i was trippin sack just listening to the shit coming out of our mouths..

Bryan was talking about giant squids assaulting him as he traveled over the Sagamore Bridge when he was like 5.

Jade is mimicking a tortoise as it attempts to eat a head of lettuce... i could not tell you why.

Brett spent most of the night in a daze asleep on the floor just trying to make sense of what was going on around him...

Hannah was behind him for the most part, but is now alive and making fun of Jamaicans with Jade.

Mike and Kenny were doing their usual Gay stuffs, humoring all of us.

Francesca is just beign oddly interesting cuz she's talking about stoners and hippies.

but the really funny part is that i think this is the first time in as long as i can remember that the entire family has been together in this house since like my junior year in high school... HOLY SHIT

wtf, o well, sorry that's all i got for you tonight. i'm watching the taking of Pelham 123, and to tell the truth is sucks, but w/e, i'll write a more interesting blog tomorrow...

till then...

TRIP....

My Friends call me "Trip"...

Everyone has a nickname, whether it's something they regularly go by, or something their ashamed to admit, but at one point in their life everyone has had a nickname...

I was fortunate, my nickname kinda came with my real name, O'Donnell, everyone just called me O-D.... simple, but effective.

but when i got to college that all changed.

i don't know how, don't know why, but someone (I believe it was OP or Garvey) began Calling me Triple OD... honestly noone could tell you the significance, and i'm not sure there is any at all..

but in the last 2 years it has been shortened even further, and my nickname as it is now is rather simple...

My Friends Call Me Trip...

don't ask.. but i kinda like it, so i'm just gettin the word out to all y'all. thats my name...

anyways on another note, I was thinking tonight...

I know, a rare thing, me thinking and all... but it does happen on occasion, and i am all for it when it does.

so i really have nothing to write about tonight, except that i decided to run for Student Government Secretary, just for shitz and giggles to see what happens...

i'm gonna have to come up with a fantastic strategy to muster up 350 nomination signatures, and write an Obama-worthy speech in order to win this shit....

fuck it, i'm gonna take the Ross Perot Approach to election politics...

I"M CLINICALLY INSANE! VOTE FOR MEEE!!!

but really, vote for me

But anyways our school realized today how much of a Cluster Fuck the SGA had gotten itself into, when half of the members of the Executive Board applied for slots in the Foriegn Exchange Program to Shanghai Maritime Academy.

Personally, I think it's friggin' awesome! now shitbags like me are running to take up the slots and fill the vacant seats that they are abandoning.

the Student Trustee position is also up for grabs. I thought about running for this, but i thought better of it when Ryan Lotti voiced that he wanted it. He's a good kid, and he'd do a good job, so he's got my vote, and my support. I only wanted to run because i hate the other 2 kids running, Adam Silvis, and Diana Metcalf...

as long as someone beats the 2 of them for the seat then i'm ecstatic. but unfortunately, since i've mentioned their names, i can't go into detail about why they shouldn't have the position without opening myself up to a lawsuit or some kind of legal action.... legal action is always a bad thing to have happening in my life...

so anyways, ya ya ya... O'Donnell for Secretary, Lotti for Student Trustee, good shit we get it.

SOO, back to what i was thinking about...

honestly i cant remember what i started out to write this blog about. i guess that makes this an insanely successful tangent in terms of random shit clogging up the arteries of intelligence on the interwebs... o well, deal with it.

i'm at a loss as to where to go with this, and i hope you enjoyed at least a lil bit of it, but if not, tough shit, tough love, its me, love me or hate me, just read me!

in the words of the biggest pussy bitch sell outs in the history of punk music,

- "I don't care what you're thinking about, just as long as it's about me."

as always, yours truly,

-TRIP

*this amused me

Did you know that the Russian words for 'Vodka' and 'water' are nearly identical in pronunciation?

and since i've come to college it seems that the two have become interchangeable...

o dear the past 3 semester's have been... eventful...

"why did i think drinking beer from a 7 Eleven big gulp was a good idea!? oh wait, because it was. yay college!"

-Stephanie Piccirilli

that quote pretty much sums it up... YAY COLLEGE!!

yay drunken nights..

drunken memories,

drunken loves,

and drunken mistakes...

jesus, i've only been in college for 3 semesters and 1 sea term... and i've already got more alcohol induced memories than i do sober ones...

i was drinking lightly last night, and decided to think back to them and relive all my highlights of college thus far.

theres really been too many to remember, but the highlights of each semester are easy enough to pull out of my mushy brain.

FRESHMAN YEAR- first semester....

UMD Shenaniganz....

enough said... but yes, i'll elaborate..

Alex Picozza, Bill Dunlop and myself decided to take a trip to UMass Dartmouth and get shitty... as we are walking around campus trying to run into my friends, we killed half of what we had for booze, and we were already shithoused when we made it to the party. by some miracle me and Dunlop help the beer Pong table for about 10 games, at which point we went to go to Jaggerbombs with Dave Jackson and Vee... it was not long until we blacked out... my vague memories of the night include a bunch of people beating the shit out of Dunlop while he was drunk, and both of us having to be dragged back to our rooms back at Mass Maritime...

sea term....

so sea term... the entire thing was one drunken blur to be perfectly honest.. but i'd have to say the funniest times we had were most definitely in the Virgin Islands...

there was a bar right off the pier, and i drank there for FREE for 3 entire days, all because i had a solid Irish accent, and the girl tending bar fell in love with me.

there was also the time in that run down dive bar, or what we thought was a run down dive bar, when Dunlop announced to the Entire island of St. Thomas that he had only 7 dollars left to his name.. no sooner did he say that than a giant hideous local woman came from the corner, grabbed his seven dollars and stuffed it in her bra, took him by the arm, and dragged him upstairs... Now what happened next was something Gillan should have gotten the Medal Of Honor for.. he rean up stairs after them, and sprinted back down carrying a screaming and protesting Dunlop over his shoulder....

it turns out the room upstairs consisted of 4 water-stained walls, and a rotting moldy mattress on a hardwood floor... no wonder she only cost 7 dollars... Ryan Gillan was the hero of that night, he kept Dunlop from contracting 37 different STD's in a single sitting...

Second Semester....

nothing that interesting happened Second semester, that is other than regularly getting trashed on campus, and nearly getting caught... taking trips to Dorchester to drink with the Puerto Ricans, and pissing of the Vietnamese kid who lives on the other side of campus... all in all it was a solid semster...

Sophomore Year Thus Far....

holy shit what a year...

the one major night i've had was a concert... Myself, Parf, and Powell went to go see Foredoes Me Quite at a bar in Taunton..

now them being one of my favorite bands, and it being Halloween, it was destined to be a great night.

so the opening bands are playing their sets, we are drinking, enjoying the music. when all of a sudden in walk people i know. Melanie, who i expected to be there seeing as her brother is the lead singer of the band, and Mandy, who i hadn't seen in over a year... and i knew right then i was gonna get absolutely trashed that night.

seeing as how none of us were 21, we couldn't buy any booze in the bar, so i acquiesced a bottle of UV blue Vodka, and smuggled it into the bar for myself and the girls. we pass it between us, and Mel's brother while he is on stage, getting the 4 of us completely shitty.... o well it happens. Foredoes Me Quite had to end their set early because Dallas was so shit-faced, and the girls had to split because Mandy could barely stand...

Now, Powell and Parf had been drinking heavilly on their own accord by this point, so we were all far gone, i was speaking gaelic and flipping out on strangers walking around Taunton. at this point i blacked out.

the next morning when i awoke i discovered something.. Powell's car no longer had a windshield, and all 3 of us were hungover as fuck, but we had managed to make it back to the cape... what happened during that venture is still a mystery to all of us....

as you can see, we have some pretty shitty shenanigans that happen in my life, and in my opinion it should make for fantastic reading material, but you know, if you didn't find that funny enough, there's always my visual entertainment provided by the courtesy of youtube...

i'mg going to bring this game to Mass Maritime

Underwear Goes On The Inside Of Your Pants....

**originally by 'LAZYBOY'

Why is marijuana not legal? Why is marijuana not legal?
It's a natural plant that grows in the dirt.
Do you know what's not natural?
80 year old dudes with hard-ons. That's not natural.
But we got pills for that.
We're dedicating all our medical resources to keeping the old guys erect,
but we're putting people in jail for something that grows in the dirt?

You know we have more prescription drugs now.
Every commercial that comes on TV is a prescription drug ad.
I can't watch TV for four minutes without thinking I have five serious diseases.
Like: "Do you ever wake up tired in the morning?"
Oh my god I have this, write this down. Whatever it is, I have it.
Half the time I don't even know what the commercial is:
people running in fields or flying kites or swimming in the ocean.
I'm like that is the greatest disease ever. How do you get that?
That disease comes with a hot chick and a puppy.

The schools now: It is all about self-esteem in the schools now.
Build the kids' self-esteem, make them feel good about themselves.
If everybody grows up with high self-esteem, who is going to dance in our strip clubs?
What's going to happen to our porno industry?
These women don't just grown on trees.
It takes lots of drunk dads missing dance recitals before you decide to blow a goat on the internet for fifty bucks.
And if that disappears, where does that leave me on a Friday night with my new high speed connection?

Masterminds are another word that comes up all the time.
You keep hearing about these terrorists masterminds that get killed in the middle east.
Terrorists masterminds.
Mastermind is sort of a lofty way to describe what these guys do, don't you think?
They're not masterminds.
"OK, you take bomb, right? And you put in your backpack. And you get on bus and you blow yourself up. Alright?"
"Why do I have to blow myself up? Why can't I just:"
"Who's the fucking mastermind here? Me or you?"

Americans, let's face it: We've been a spoiled country for a long time.
Do you know what the number one health risk in America is?
Obesity. They say we're in the middle of an obesity epidemic.
An epidemic like it is polio. Like we'll be telling our grand kids about it one day.
The Great Obesity Epidemic of 2004.
"How'd you get through it grandpa?"
"Oh, it was horrible Johnny, there was cheesecake and pork chops everywhere."

Nobody knows why were getting fatter? Look at our lifestyle.
I'll sit at a drive thru.
I'll sit there behind fifteen other cars instead of getting up to make the eight foot walk to the totally empty counter.
Everything is mega meal, super sized. Want biggie fries, super sized, want to go large.
You want to have thirty burgers for a nickel you fat mother fucker. There's room in the back. Take it!
Want a 55 gallon drum of Coke with that? It's only three more cents.

Sometimes you have to suffer a little bit in your youth to motivate yourself to succeed in later life.
Do you think if Bill Gates got laid in high school, do you think there'd be a Microsoft?
Of course not.
You got to spend a long time in your own locker with your underwear shoved up your ass before you start to think,
"You'll see. I'm going to take of the world of computers! I'll show them."

We're in one of the richest countries in the world,
but the minimum wage is lower than it was thirty five years ago.
There are homeless people everywhere.
This homeless guy asked me for money the other day.
I was about to give it to him and then I thought he was going to use it on drugs or alcohol.
And then I thought, that's what I'm going to use it on.
Why am I judging this poor bastard.
People love to judge homeless guys. Like if you give them money they're just going to waste it.
Well, he lives in a box, what do you want him to do? Save it up and buy a wall unit?
Take a little run to the store for a throw rug and a CD rack? He's homeless.
I walked behind this guy the other day.
A homeless guy asked him for money.
He looks right at the homeless guy and says why don't you go get a job you bum.
People always say that to homeless guys like it is so easy.
This homeless guy was wearing his underwear outside his pants.
Outside his pants. I'm guessing his resume isn't all up to date.
I'm predicting some problems during the interview process.
I'm pretty sure even McDonalds has a "underwear goes inside the pants" policy.
Not that they enforce it really strictly, but technically I'm sure it is on the books.

So There's This Band...

now if you know me, then you know that music is kinda what i do... pretty much all i do, i love music, it sounds weird to say, but realistically, i fucking breathe music.

what kinds of music you ask? jesus... to answer that?

all of it... for real i listen to just about everything...

Metal (ADTR, UnderOATH, Stutterfly, etc...)

Classic Rock (Zepplin, Kiss, Van Halen...)

90's alt rock (Gin Blossoms, Blues Traveler, Third Eye Blind)

Religious rock (The Almost, Creed)

Country (Zac Brown band, Taylor Swift)

Rap (Eminem, Fort Minor, Flipsyde)

Trance (Darude, DJ Sammy, Tiesto, Tieri)

Pop-Techno (Hyper Crush, LMFAO)

ok ok ok... i proved my point, i listen to every concieveable type of music and am knowledgeable of all of it.

but the last kind is what brings me here tonight....

Pop-Techno... these groups generally start out as DJ's that try and get big by covering and remixing popular songs, and it ends up being really catchy, and they are sometimes even half decent, but it is very rare....

Hyper Crush, and LMFAO are two great examples, and then you have DJ Coley Cole.. who just sucks...

but i found a new group, and they are called Pyro Fighter and they are actually half decent... i've only listened to a few songs so far, but it appears to be promising, so give 'em a listen, even if you don't like the genre, maybe you'll find it catchy enough to expand you're horizons...

Bloggin Pays....

for real, it does?

thats news to me. but anyways, check back here often ya know?

i write a new post just about every night, so i'll be sure to try and entertain you,

but you cant track on my daily exploits and rants if you aren't coming back and reading whats new every night.

ya never know, maybe one day i'll actually write something brilliant and put myself in a league of blogger's to be remembered for all of eternity... or at least until they come out with something better than the internet. if thats even possible...

but anyways, how about today?

today was an average day, not much happened, other than the fact that i learned that if i place ads on my blog, i get paid...

yup thats right, paid to blog. thats pretty much intensely awesome. and i love the idea of that. but it only works if you visit often, and click the ads... yeah YOU!!

thats right, i'm gonna go all Uncle Sam on you're ass! I WANT YOU! to come visit my blog and just click on an ad or two with some decent frequency. so i can make writing this blog for y'all worth it. you don't need to do anything after you click on the ad's just X out of the window for all i care, but c'mon and clink on them y'all.

anyways, as for the rest of my day. nothing much i woke up mad late (if you can call 0630 in the morning mad late... it is for me) and then went to Morning Formation, (Marching around looking like a damn silly fool), and then did some facebook creepin for a couple hours till it was time to go to the Colonel's American Government class, sat through that forcing myself to stay awake, and then wasted the day in the messdeck with Megee and some other people i dont really know until it was time for me to go to Dr. Ritschel's American Theatre class... o deary i love my boring Thursday schedule. funny thing is only 3 people showed up to my American Theatre class, so it was a shit show of an attempt at teaching.

and then the kicker... another Class with Colonel Dilliplane. only this wasn't my class, he asked me if i'd like to come sit in on the Freshman ROTC Class and help him out with it. you dont say no to you're commanding officer, especially when he's a full bird Colonel. so of course i went. damn it was boring.

the class was all about the importance of Physical fitness and having good goals in the military, being physically and mentally fit.

i guess that kinda makes sense to me, i mean who doesn't want to go to war with a positive attitude?

Attitude goes a long long way in a killzone....

these guys know how to have a good time in the sandbox over in the middle east... lol

You Know What Really Grinds My Gears?

stupid people... Stupid people really grind my gears!
yeah i'm talking about you, America!

nothing but a huge country full of a lot of stupid people. really really stupid people.

like take this one kid i go to school with. kid is socially retarded, can't take a joke to save his life, doesn't know when to shut the fuck up, and is just straight up generally annoying. and the worst part is, HE'S FUCKING STUPID!

now, i may not be the sharpest tool in the shed myself, but at least i'm not a complete bitch about it, ya know?

this kid (who shall remain nameless just so i dont get in trouble for harassment or nothing, cuz at this school, anything is possible when it comes to writing shit online!!! but thats a whole other post for a whole other time...) is taking, i believe, and i may be wrong about this, but i believe, only 12 credits (4 classes) because he is on academic probation.

-he cuts class on a regular basis "because he's tired"(i honestly haven't seen him in english for about 3 weeks)
-whenever he is in class, all he does is ask retarded questions and piss off everyone.
-constantly complains about how busy he is.
-never does homework, although he beat Halo ODST the weekend it came out, and he's most of the way through Modern Warfare 2 already.

but waiit! here we go! the straw that broke my back with my tolerance of him and his kind...

two weeks ago we were assigned a 5-6 page paper for our english class about our take on the American Identity presented in two plays we read blah blah blah you don't really care... but anyways, I started it tonight, its due tommorow, (i work well with a pressure deadline, what can i say?). so on my way to the library to get a start on it, i stop by his room to see if he has any notes i could breeze over quickly.
O my god, kid didn't even open the fucking door. and i can't even bear to type out the conversation i had with him. but this is a good enough summary.
-he was playing video games, (that much i could hear through the door)
-he didn't have any notes.
-he hadn't yet started the paper either (figures as much)
here's the kicker!
-he got an extension from the teacher because he was too busy to do it, and there was no way he could put together a 5 page paper in 1 night...



ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???
now i'm usually a fairly understanding and tolerant guy, but that fucking crosses the line.
being stupid is one thing, being a stupid lazy shitbag asshole piece of donkey turd is another.


and here i sit, 2 hours, and 5 and 1/2 pages later, done with my paper, relaxing and blogging. and that little fucker is still upstairs playing video games, waiting until after the teacher discusses the paper's in class to write it...


"Fat Drunk and Stupid is no way to go through life son"

but if your gonna be stupid, at least be motivated...

Manchester!

Have you ever mentioned how you think it would be funny if someone would do something absolutely ridiculous, and then you get the one 'cool' kid in the conversation who's always all like "i'd fucking do it no problem" but then pussies out when it comes to actually doing it?

you know, that kid who makes fun of people who are afraid to jump off a 20 foot bridge to go swimming, but then chickens out...

well from now on, call the Manchester...

A friend of mine went to Norwhich University, and brought this back with him. Apparently a Manchester is a Dare on steroids, and if someone bitches out on a Manchester, then they are deemed a bitch for all eternity.

However, you can only call a Manchester after someone claims they can or would do something ridiculous, that they actually have no intentions of following through with...

EX: you : "dude, it would be insane if someone tornadoes* the Commandant's** office"

kid who thinks he's cool : "dude, i'd so do that, it'd be awesome!"

you : "MANCHESTER!!!"

*(completely 'trashes' for you non-military types)

** (HMFIC- head mother fucker in charge, for you non military types)

on a completely unrelated note.. this fat Iraqi kid is a straight 'G'

2 Whole Nights

shiiit, it's been 2 whole nights since i wrote a post, and i'm sad to say that other than me becoming infamous amongst the underclassmen for something i didn't do (see previous post) NOTHING HAS HAPPENED!!

it has been, simply put, and uneventful 2 days.

however, i feel obligated to write something vaguely amusing here for the 5 people who regularly read this shit.

so here we go, has anything at all happened that i can write about?

well today, me and Mark Brien went on an adventure to get money, and delicious sammiches.

and when we got back, Mr. Brien went on to create the greatest Pandora station ever conceived...

if y'all don't believe me then give a listen here.....

i continued to procrastinate working on any new photos for my portfolio, which if you're an artsy like person and enjoy photography you can check out here...

i was however vastly amused by Madison Botsch's view on life as always... the kid is a genius i tell ya, he's gonna make me famous one day.

and of course i finally finished my briefing project on Bill Clinton and how he disgraced the Presidency, and it has done nothing but to reaffirm my convictions that i must one day run for president. I'm getting an early start on the campaign, if you feel like helping out just check out the page here and join the cause....

but other than that i really got nothing for you kids tonight,

o, except ya, Me and Mr. ****** AKA Mr. Jeremy Letson, have made up, and the war between us is over, i'll be making a visit to the 05 later tonight to Celebrate the fact.

other than that i thank my few regular readers, and hope i didn't disappoint y'all too much...

and as always, i'm leaving with your viewing pleasure in mind. ;)

Well, I thought it was funny at least....

******- Name is obscured to save my own ass from getting in trouble...

So there Mr. *****, what is your most prized possession in the world i ask you?
DUH! it's obviously the strips of red tape on the ground outside my door, sheesh.

to understand where this is going you need to understand where it is coming from...

so here's a little back story.... Massachusetts Maritime Academy- Where the Unqualified Lead the Unwilling, to do the Unnecessary... AKA the worst excuse for a regimented Military Academy in the country. With a Cadet(student for all y'all out there unfamiliar with fancy shmancy military terminology.)

but anyways, I'm a sophomore there, and as thus I'm in the awkward position of kinda being friends with everyone... I'm good friends with quite a few Seniors, who are the Officers(people in charge) of the Regiment.... Mr. ****** is one of them... a 2 Bar officer, a Company Adjutant(essentially the most insignificantly small time position in the senior staff, but nonetheless important enough that he can write people up for disciplinary action if he wishes...) Now Mr. ****** thinks he's the shit, and that he's all important and omnipotent... not the truth, but who are we to burst his bubble?

ANYYWAYYSS.... where was I? O! Yeah!

So he's a senior and I'm a sophomore, and I'm friends with a few freshman too... here comes the catch, they are freshman in his company(that means he is kinda sorta almost in charge of them and making their lives miserable while he's here.)

can ya see where this is going?

well the problem lies in the fact that he hates them... every last one of them, for no other reason than that they are freshman...

but since he's an officer they keep going to him with questions... yup pisses him off royally

THE DEATH-ZONE

O yeah... he made a Death-Zone, as he calls it....

Mr. ******'s DEATH-ZONE consists of red electrical tape marking a 3ft X 4ft box outside his door, and if any youngie(a demeaning word for freshman) steps foot in it, then they will be subject to an extremely terrifying death by method of his choosing...

he's outlined various plans on how he would cause their painful and untimely death's... one such plan included a DEATH-ZONE security system armed with motion sensor-triggered Laser cannons, and perhaps even a De-atomizing energy burst that would transport them to the reaches of space and let them suffer as the vacuum of space tore their bodies apart to relieve the difference in air pressure between their lungs and the vacuum they are falling endlessly through...

in my infinite wisdom, i convinced myself that something needed to be done to fuck with this so called DEATH-ZONE..... thus i hatched-

THE PLOT....

the plot was simple, it called for the convincing of one of the freshman to do something stupid... now I'm sure it's the same here as it is at any normal college, that convincing a freshman to do something stupid is as simple as saying "HEY YOU! GO DO THIS!!" ... and they'll sprint off to do it in an attempt to be cool, whether or not you were serious.

so of course it wasn't that hard to convince a freshman he should go rip up the tape and move it over to in front of his own room.......

...hey I thought it was hysterical.. but apparently Mr. ****** didn't entirely agree.

he straight flipped the fuck out....

End Results and Consequences:

1. I am Banned from that floor of the building-(I think I'll actually steer clear for a lil while at least.)

2. I am Forbidden to talk to the Freshman in that Company. (good luck enforcing this one Mr. ******)

3. Violating either of those orders will get me placed on disciplinary report. (I Dare you...)

4. Mr. ****** is royally pissed off. (O Grow the fuck up and get your panties out of a bunch man.)

5. I had material to write this blog about. (thank god, i was about to go to sleep without amusing someone first.)

6. MOST IMPORTANTLY; I LOL'd. (that's right! I LAUGHED OUT LOUD!!! bitch...)

Moral of the Story:

Practical Jokes are part of life, SO GROW THE FUCK UP AND LEARN TO LAUGH AT YOURSELF!!!!

and that's all i have to say about that...

and as usual, I've provided some almost relevant viewing material for your entertainment.

The Theory...

seeing as how i re-named the blog to have something to do with my theory of the universe, i believe its time to take it in a new direction....

from hence forth, the blog shall be dedicated to the happenings of life, and how they relate to my theory of the universe...
i may not have the recognition from the philosophical community that i deserve, but nonetheless, i will bring you my theory's and my philosophical rants, as i remark on the world as it should be seen

the way i see it...

now my views may not be agreeable, and they may not be all that deep.
and i'm fairly certain i cant answer the ultimate question, you know- the one about Life, the universe, and everything....

but i can tell you one thing for certain... the answer is NOT 42...

I Get Nervous in Cars...

OK, i listen to too much music and its driving me to the point of oblivion that borders sanity and conscious withdrawal from Human contact...

i see no problem with this whatsoever...

but apparently others do.

o well, shit happens...

to be perfectly honest i had no reason for writing this post, no inspiration to humor, no vastly incredible antics of the night to share with you. i had no deep reflections causing me to reevaluate the meaning of life and enlighten the western world. (P.S. the answer really really IS 42...) and i cant really think of any witty words to share with you, but i did however decide that everyone should know this song and this band, so you WILL watch this video, and become a religious fan of Therefore I Am...

why? you ask...

simple, i reply, cuz they are fucking awesome...

and i really do get scared in cars when i'm not driving, i tend to sleep or talk alot to hide it, but idk what it is... lol

GO ARMY!!

so yaeh y'all,

tonight was the big Army ROTC vs Navy MMR Flag football game at Mass Maritime, its kind of like our own littl version of the Curtis Guild Cup, put on by the Charles River Battalion every year between AROTC and NROTC. only difference is that Army usually wins the Curtis Guild Cup, and The Navy usually takes the MMA Flag football game... (yes we are without a fancy name for it)

this year was- as the officials claim -the best played contest in the games 8 year history, with Navy taking the trophy back with a final score of 30-20, o well, shit happens....

we put up a valiant effort none the less though. if it wasn't for the Navy's overwhelmingly superior numbers, and the fact that we go to a psuedo-Naval Academy, with half the Varsity Football team in the Navy Program, we would have taken the field easily.

but regardless of the scoreboard, Army leads the way, all the way,

and navy gets in an argument with a lighthouse...

Did you know that the word "O-K" is a sideways person??

holy shit... i was blown away when i saw this.... O-K

the "O" is his head, and the "K" is the limbs...

like legit, its a lil dude lyin sideways, the one you always use to lynch for not picking your cotto.... i mean when you spelled words wrong in that game...

but anywho, disregarding that lil side note... in case you all haven't noticed, i have a thing for the absolute random of life.

random makes me happy, and i think i have found the most random video to ever grace the internet on youtube, (if you aint caught the drift yet, i fucking love youtube) and i'm going to post it here for your viewing pleasure...

enjoy

Is There A Point To This???

No? ...didn't think so, o well.
actually thats awesome, it leaves more room for my creative freedoms and expressionism.

what is that you say? creative freedom?
well i'll tell you what it is, it is the ability to lawfully say whatever the fuck you want to on the internet and please millions with your antics when they read them.

'But Justin, why would you want to do that?' you ask me,
and its quite simple.... I want to make you LOL.

yes i said it, i want to make you LOL, LAWL, LAUGH OUT FUCKKING LOUD!!!
get it? good.

but then some ask me what the point of making you LOL is, and quite simply put, there isn't one.

but look what happens to all those who truly make us LOL in our hours of leisure, the Tucker Max's of the world.
Tucker Max has inspired a generation with his antics as a whore mongering fiend on a cross country tour of mayhem, and quite simply put, Tucker Max is my hero....
NOT for what he's done mind you, i mean some of it is hysterical, but the vast majority of it is lude and morally objectionable. But the end result of it all was the same, Tucker Max made the world LOL.

I want to do that, and at this point i'm not to particular as to how i get it done.

if it comes down to banging six dirty prostitutes in a back alley and then running to catch the bus with my pants round my ankles only to come home to a very angry ex girlfriend who wants her stuff back and is willing to do anal in the course of getting it back and then having the cops called on us because the neighbors mistook her screams for something they may actually have been, and then having to get bailed out by my mother because i thought the jail cell would be the best place to explain what happened to her new living room set that me and the ex trashed the night before.... and writing a book about it?

well i guess i best get started on writing that book huh?

OD and Major get buff...

So today began the epic experiment of unnatural ideals... me and Major are gonna get buff- in 90 days.

tell me thats not an insane idea. Major got it in his head that we need to do the P90-X program, so for the next 90 days, i'ma be killin myself every morning at 0500, w.t.f...
this morning i got up at 455 AM, and asked my self why? why? why?

simple so i can stop being a lazy scumbaggish piece of shit... o well i guess its worth it.

but anyways, i saw this here video and i suddenly feel a whole lot better about myself...

A nap of epic proportions...

I slept for 14 hours today, and it felt good.... that is all...

it was a nap of epic proportions... and you know what the really odd part of it was? the only reason i got up was because my cell phone alarm went off and told me that i needed to go harvest my watermelon on Farmville... wow wtf.

you know the world's gone to hell when farmville is the one thing that can wake a college kid up from a nap. i mean, i ignored like 5 calls from my mother before my crops were ready to harvest.



on another note.... this is why people shouldn't be allowed to have nice things...