Unwritten

So here i am, on the eve of heading to fanime for what has proven to be a key moment in our existance. Here i am at work, counting down the hours.. the minutes.. and here i am, now sitting in stunned silence as the importance of what was going on in my life is silenced by a single line of text.

“Hopefully he will leave soon, oh yeah working on the jap report as we speak!”

Simon Ng, and his sister were murdered not too long after his post in his Xanga: but the very person he was wishing would leave. It happened on May 12th, and i just today found the strength to read through his journal and look at all the memorial comments left in the wake..

More info:http://www.nydailynews.com//front/story/310320p-265498c.html

His blog:http://www.xanga.com/item.aspx?user=ToTo247&tab=weblogs&uid=261268578#viewcomments

Some Photos:http://qcpages.qc.cuny.edu/~sng5/

So here i am, on the eve of heading to fanime for what has proven to be a key moment in our existance. Here i am at work, counting down the hours.. the minutes.. and here i am, now sitting in stunned silence as the importance of what was going on in my life is silenced by a single line of text.

“Hopefully he will leave soon, oh yeah working on the jap report as we speak!”

Simon Ng, and his sister were murdered not too long after his post in his Xanga: but the very person he was wishing would leave. It happened on May 12th, and i just today found the strength to read through his journal and look at all the memorial comments left in the wake..

More info:http://www.nydailynews.com//front/story/310320p-265498c.html

His blog:http://www.xanga.com/item.aspx?user=ToTo247&tab=weblogs&uid=261268578#viewcomments

Some Photos:http://qcpages.qc.cuny.edu/~sng5/

Ive been thinking about a lot of things lately. With the coming of Fanime and the possible future of it; ive begun to look at my past and current leadership styles. I find that i have stages in my leadership skills, certain elements that are triggered upon different events.

The basics of it is; i go from a very lax and relaxed atmosphere, to one of total dominance. The severity of what side i veer towards is directly proportional to how closely people stick to the ultimate end goal. I’m very receptive to new and exciting ideas, but i do my best to keep the ultimate prize, the final goal in mind. I also have my own set of morals and ideals that i sometimes bend, but never break…

For the most part my style leaves me in easy and relaxed positions. Rarely does the final stage ever need to be implemented. However, as things goto shit, the “Nuclear Option” begins to be set in motion; and as soon as the football is opened, and the codes are entered; total dominance and total destruction is close by.

I find that i tend to be a last resort high level leader. the corporate “consultant” so to speak that makes massive cuts in order to maintain the bottom line. My soft exterior and gentle smile fade towards the hard lines that must be kept.

The Nuclear Option has been initiated… i expect nothing but total dominance and total obedience. Play nice, and all will be well; rebel and you will be left in the dust of our spectacular victory, (or defeat). Either way, it will be a wondrous sight to see.

I an definatly far.. far from the left side. Yesterday (well last night to be exact) i heard one of the strangest comments,

“What i dont get is why are Republicans against abortion, but they are pro death penalty; i stay up at night trying to figure that one out sometimes”

To which i replied

“If you are staying up at night thinking about this, you are thinking about it way too much”

I could have offered my own views on it, but i’ve already established that most liberals are very.. foolish and emotional twits. Since i was at Kinkos, and i didnt wish to get into a debate right after they took down my order; i kept quiet. But dang, WTF does those two things have to do with each other? Abotion is about choice; one side supports the choice of the mother, the other supports the choice of the unborn child! How can you even compare that to Death penalty? It was the criminal’s fucking choice to commit a crime, he should accept the consequences of his actions and getting caught! Come on;

Unfortunately it reflects too much what i see today, and why i dont debate politics. There is no argument against something that makes no sense. Liberals dont wish to hear or even debate anything; they only wish to push their well intentioned and yet poorly thought out ideas onto the world and force it down the throats of those they feel arent listening.

Its like some bratty little kid that tries to shout louder when someone else comes around and tries to speak..

I really need to update this blog; hopefully move to WP and change my linky love…

Wow.. in just over a week something i’ve been planning for and working towards will finally happen; its been a long long road full of ups and downs.. i feel it will be worth it.. And after that? another year.. another season.

Heh, “classical” music keeps popping up in my head today. One more week till Fanime, and i feel weird; I’m not as stressed out as previous years.. and i dont know if i should take that as a good thing; or a sign that i’m just forgettng something important that will bite me on the Ass later.. Haha.

Things have been going surprisngly well; i prettymuch Aced my first online class (which, i’m afraid made me more skittish as i’m starting my second class) The floors in the house are done, and Sam is stopping by later this week to help with Fanime. All in all, everything seems to be going great;

Blah.. i hate that feeling :-P only because there is still that bitter, jadded part of me that keeps thinking that its just the calm before the storm… its just a sign that everything will be crashing down in the near future.

I just need to take my own advice and chill…

Oh Happy Day… (Oh Happy day..)

Oh Happy Daay.. (Oh Happy Day..)

When Rosina was boorn.. (When she was born..)

When Rosina was boooorn.. (When she was born..)

Oh when Rosina was born… (When she was born..)

Oh Happy Day..

Happy Birthday Rosina.

Dang.. i’m way behind in my 1 piece of writing a week… But rahter than bitch and moan and make excuses.. i’ll just have to keep going; Here is my next piece!

Hey… Hey you! Wake up..

What do you think you’re doing..

sitting here, pondering; always pondering.

Sleeping; sleeping is more like it..

Years float by while you sit, eyes staring blankly forward.

Where have you gone, what have you done..

Traveling the worlds in your mind you feel so exausted;

but the reality is you just sit.

Sit around, waiting; wondering…

So much energy wasted, slipping away through cracks on the floor.

So much time gone, piled and discarded on the ground.

So much imagination gone to waste.. so much potential.

Wake Up.. wake up.. stand up.

Dont sleep it away… Do.