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Sunday, 21 February 2010

  • "Like." By Mike McGee

    I thought this poem was extremely awesome so I wanted to share with all of you guys. Yes lame that I didn't post an original blog but hey, this poem is a pocket full of awesome :] I hope you guys like it.
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    "Like"

    I like you the way I like wonton packed full of shrimp
    Like too much syrup on my pancakes (and in my beard)
    Like Mr. Furly enjoyed eavesdropping through kitchen doors
    Like blue whales like to say, "Hrrrreeeeeewhuuuuuuhhhwwoooaaauuuhh."

    I like you a whole bunch of a lot
    You're a pocket full of awesome

    I like you not unlike Aaron Neville likes his mole
    Like Texans like Texas
    Like fat kids like cake
    Like two likes three and four likes six (five has issues)
    Like tuna sandwiches like teeth
    Like cherry flavored Slurpees like to wash down convenience store nachos
    Like La-Z-Boys like Sunday afternoon asses
    Like Lily likes Wilson

    I like you whole bunch of a lot and a little bit more
    You're a bottomless basket of extra crispy French fries covered in awesome sauce

    I like you similar to the way pirates and frat boys like booty
    Like newlyweds like Holiday Inns
    Like bohemians, yuppies and Japanese like sushi
    Like David Copperfield likes performing grand scale, yet, lame-*** feats of illusion
    Like the U.S. Government likes performing grand scale, yet, lame-*** feats of illusion
    Like testicles like to hang
    Like homeless people and breakdancers like cardboard
    Like Americans like ranch dressing
    Like Muppets like fisting

    I like you a whole bunch of a lot a whole lot more times infinity
    Maybe that's starting to dip into equation of love
    Nevertheless, I got a thing for you like magnets got it for refrigerators
    I'm stuck on you and I like it

    I like you an official metric fuckload
    I think you're a body full of soul and I hope you like me back
    Even if it's like dust likes furniture, at least you're all over me
    I'm making a pledge because I guess I'm tired of meeting people who define themselves by what they don't like
    I just don't like that
    However, I do like holding you
    Like your pillow holds your head when you sleep
    Like gay, lesbian, transgender, transsexual, Irish and Mexican people hold parades
    Like PBS holds fundraisers
    Like the Earth holds the moon and the sun holds the Earth and how they'll constantly spin around each other forever...and even though that metaphor doesn't really make sense with regard to this poem because that would imply that there were three of us (which would also be awesome)
    You get the idea
    In my book you rock, and I like rocks and just because I spent an hour or so writing this down doesn't mean you have to like me back, but dammit, I would really like that

    Youtube Link:
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-SvQy77Rde0

Friday, 15 January 2010

  • I'm a male nurse, so I must be gay?

    So first off I'd like to say hi to everyone, yes it's been a while. A LONG while. And I do apologize for my absence. I got lazy during my winter break. So yay for new blog of 2010!

    Anyways, to the real reason I'm here. The topic of my blog this time is men in nursing.

    Where in the world does it say that a man cannot be a nurse? That's like saying a woman can't be an engineer or doctor or something. In this day and age I still cannot believe that there is gender bias. Yes, call me optimistic, but I thought that by now we'd be past all this "girls/guys can only do this and can't do that" ideology.

    Yes, I am a man. I'm not yet a nurse, but guess what? Life happens. Sometimes you NEED to change what you have to do. and to all the xangans out there that read my blog here I go, I'm gonna be honest to all of you. Yes, I WAS going for pharmacy, but things in my house have not been going so well. AT ALL. So I got to thinking.. "what can I do that's a stable, good paying, has good benefits, a career that's still in the medical field and I can do fast so I can move out of this hell that I call my household?" Nursing was the first thing that pops into my head. Two and a half years and I'm done. I'll be able to find a job (since there's a demand for nurses, [still i hope]) i'll be able to move out of this house I live where my parents don't respect me and put me down for everything and treat me like I'm a piece of crap, and I'll still be able to save up and go back to pharmacy school later on (yes, I shall be going back to school to pursue a doctorate in pharmacy, sadly, it's because I have a bit of an ego when it comes to schooling, so for that I apologize).

    Good plan yes?

    Well.... I've heard crazy things from different people about this and most just end up saying, "what? why move? just bear it for another 5 or 6 years and THEN move out, that way you can make the big bucks and not have to be a nurse, because man, being a 'murse' is just so f*cking gay." Gay? Really? If there's anything that I HATE more than anything is when gay is used as a verb to describe something as stupid or ridiculous. Since when was any career specifically made for ONE gender huh? There were other comments on this but the biggest thing that everyone compared it to was being gay. Honestly I don't know how ignorant and disrespectful people can be. Oh, and to jump back to a previous thing I wrote "bear it for another 5 to 6 years"? really now? why would anyone want to bear anything for that long when they can do something about it now, be happy, and only have to push back their goal for a little bit? I've bared (sp?) with it for as long as I can remember and I think I deserve to get out sooner and be happy working towards my goal then to bear with it, thank you very much.

    So in two (and a half years) I'll be a nurse. And you know what? I'm damn proud. I've seen what nurses do and I know how HARD and proud most are with their profession. Who cares if your a guy in a female dominated field? Being completely honest, I was terrified at the thought of going into nursing. But as I thought about it, and knew the reality of things. I started thinking about all the good I can do and that there really shouldn't be a reason to be terrified. For now, I have a goal. I have a drive. I know the reality of things and know that I have to do this. And now, I'm not scared anymore thinking that people will think I'm not masculine or whatever for being a nurse, because at the end of the day, the only person that I'll listen to will be my lovely girlfriend, Jane. And that's the most important thing. So, here's to all you guys going into nursing. Be proud. Be damn proud your going into a good career.

Tuesday, 01 December 2009

Thursday, 13 August 2009

  • Love.

    (So. I haven't written anything in a while so I'm gonna cheat a bit with this blog. I wrote this all the way back either freshmen year or late sophomore year. Me and my girlfriend had arguments before that almost made us end our relationship, but reading this blog again made me realize how much I love her and  that it would be idiotic of us to break things off for petty quarrels. So, here it is, don't judge me or laugh at me so much please :])

    I don't know what you did

    But you got me to fall for you
    I know that it's stupid

    I've been feeling out of it right now. Maybe I'm in love? But then again, maybe just infatuated. Whatever it is it's making me miserable. Not to say that love or infatuation makes you that way, but i guess its different for each person. Like the saying goes, to each his own.

    While that introduction has nothing to do with why i'm making this, i think. I just thought i'd share it for some odd reason. Why may you ask am i making something like this? this is more of a personal afront for me, to vent out, hopefully get this arguement out of my head and actually get somewhere in life now. Also if you might have or will notice some things wont make sense and all that but I guess I'm Tarantino-ing plus Rodriguez-ing it here albeit minus the sharp dialogue and grittiness they happen to pull off.

    What Is Infatuation? The Dictionary and all its glory states that it is "temporary love of an adolescent" and in all respect it is true. I dont get why us teens say we "love" someone when most, rather 90% of teens are JUST infatuated. Come to think of it, i can barely think of a high school love that lasted all the way to getting married. Maybe thats just me, I tend to see this only happening in happy romantic comedies (which genre i'm man enough to say i like)

    how/what do/is you know if you are infatuated?

    1.being caught up in looks & appearance & other superficial aspects of a person

    2.doesnt last, plain and simple, sorry to break it to you :/

    3.knowing that you want to spend the rest of your NIGHT with someone

    4. happens fast

    5.only seeing what they can do for you and for your needs, if you catch my tokyo drift. wink wink nudge nudge

    6. "Puppy Love"

    7. You are hopelessly obsessed with someone, but you are blind to all their faults and bad traits. (I.E. you desire and get attached to the image of what you idolize about them instead of what they really are)

    8.Seeing someone in such a way that you THINK that you can't live without that
    person in your life.

    What is Love? The Dictionary states that love is "a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person." sadly, i disagree with the dictionary. Mostly because i think that love cannot be defined, though i rarely tell someone i love them, its because i think its to special of a word to be thrown around on a whim.
    Love is something that should be cherished like, hm, a fragile artifact i guess. Yes, I'm bad at thinking of analogies, my bad >_>

    how do you know if your in love?

    1.Knowing that you want to spend the rest of your LIFE with someone

    2.Builds over time

    3.Being able to see a person for who they really are and having strong feelings for them anyway

    4. Love is everything, it is about giving and not expecting anything in return

    5. Love knows no time, the days, the months, the years will pass because real love is timeless.

    6.You know you're in love when you spend every second of the day and night
    thinking about that person and longing to be with them when you are apart and
    nothing or no one else is more important to you than that person.

    7. Love is giving yourself in your entirety, becoming vulnerable to that person, for better or for worse, till death do you guys 'part.

    8.You want to live the rest of your life with this person because of this person's character strength and many dimensions of compatibility.


    After writing all of this, yes i wrote all this, I can say that I'm in between of these two, and like people say, infatuation leads to love, and sadly, i wish it wasnt so. I'm in, like, i guess with a person that i know may possibly not like me back. It hurts to think like this too, mostly because i've only really liked two people in my whole life but this one takes the cake! I've never felt like this with a person before. But, I guess all good things must come to an end right? I'll still talk to this girl, act like nothings changed. But that fact is, something did change, she changed something in me (total cliche i know i know but hey, thats what i feel).

    I know i have family on my myspace but if you read this, please keep it on the down low i really dont want our family to be like OMG whats wrong with him you know? also to my friends, i'm like spilling my guts here so i hope you guys dont write something bad about this and be mature about it, i hope.

    and to that girl if you ever read this. i dont know if i'll get enough courage to ever tell you this so i'll do it the dorky and cowardly way i guess.

    i just wanted to say that.....

    You are so special
    I just hope that we can be friends
    I'll wait forever
    But I guess that it all depends
    On you and yours
    So come on and dance with me
    'Cause you are so special


























    Oh and one more thing....






















     

    I Love You,
    from the whole entirety of my heart, i do (i never really liked the "from the bottom of my heart" saying) and i know you may never feel the same way but if i kept it from you, i'd feel like i'm hiding something and we wouldnt want that now.
















    I'll Love you till the last pedal of these plastic roses die


    Hell I'll even love you till you look like this



    And now that i've gotten it off my chest i feel like, life has been brought back to me and i'm glad that i got this lifted from my chest. I feel like, a new person, able to see things more in perspective, and for that i'm happy.

    And to you, the girl to whom had (or still has) taken my heart, even though you'll never know that I like(d)/love(d) you I'm just glad that you came into my life, because if you never did, I would never have see the beauty of this thing we call life so for that i thank you.


    I hope that this makes you smile
    And you might stay that way for a while
    Cause you deserve every grin that you get
    And you'll get em a lot from me...

    ^thats a promise


    ~~post script~~
    aha sorry for being emo guys i just wanted to vent out and everything -.< hope i didnt freak you out and stuff lol. but dont worry i'm back to myself now after writing all this of course :D

    also, i have no clue how this started as a comparison to a full on spill my guts out blog lmao.
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    Update:
    Soooooooooooooooooo a little update on this blog yeah? Well, turns out, the person this blog was intended for has the same feelings as I with her. So, so much for all that hard work huh? well, not really. I'm glad the love bug (or dork with us) hit me hard. This superbug has never made me feel this way over someone. I think I said that in the original one above this update, right?

    Anyways,

    I find it funny, talking to her now, when we recollect about this from when we liked each other that we both seemed to be in total disarray from what our hearts were telling us (yes, lame but really thats how it was) and how we almost ALMOST  listened to our brains who was raking us with denials of each other, and almost submitted to its whim. Whoever said that the brain is the most important organ in our body must have been a dumbass. just kidding.

     But now, I see that that might have been a false statement. I believe the most important organ is our heart. Without it we wouldn't be living right? And what organ makes us ache when we see that special person? I highly doubt its your brain.. unless your some alien subspecies humanoid thingy, which would make for an interesting conversation huh? Anyways, if you didnt get it, the heart makes us ache and yearn for that person to be with you always and forever.. hm.. wasnt that a song? eh i wouldnt know. Damn, I'm going off in tangents arent I? So yeah, heart, right. Whats the organ that makes you jumpy when you listen to songs that remind you of her/him. What organ makes your heartbeat when your with him/her? well it better be the heart because i don't think any other organ can make your heart beat :T

    But for me, I have to end it there for today, because the girl that makes my heart ache that good way, that makes my heart race whenever I talk to her, is calling me.

    so bye, for now :]
     

Monday, 03 August 2009

  • Does family indirectly decide your future?

    So, today, I got to thinking about my blog title. I was thinking about my future (as I always seem to do) and I've come to realize that my whole family, almost LITERALLY whole family are either a doctor, nurse, or engineer, although there are some sprinkles surgeons, dentists, professors, and accountants. It made me realize that as a young lad growing up, I've always been thrown into this. To either be a doctor or engineer. Granted my family is still a bit blah about me picking to be a pharmacist instead of a physician (a career I was thinking of doing since I was about... 6 years of age?). They just don't seem to understand that I picked this choice because I LOVE chemistry, if I had the choice I would have been a chemical engineer but I always felt that, to their view, it's an "unfit" engineer choice, that you have to either be mechanical, industrial, or civil engineer. SO, my whole point of this? Being a doctor wasn't what I ever wanted to be. Shhhhhh.

    What do I really want to be? I've always wanted to be a chef. Yes, a chef. Talk about a 180 from being a doctor huh? Ever since I was a child I've always had a fascination with food. Especially the cultural impact it has. Whenever I talked to my parents about it. They just scoff at it and tell me I'd never make it in the business. That no one would hire me, that if I ever picked it as a career they might not pay my tuition (which is important as I'd rather focus on school then work while in school). The biggest thing though? They don't think my family would approve of me not being a doctor. That I might be the black sheep of the family.

    So, my question to you is. Did YOUR family indirectly decide your future (job)?

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