My Thanksgiving Post (A Day Early)

Well, it’s that time of year again.  The time when we all come together with our families and celebrate what we are thankful for.  Right before the day after, of course, where we all go to stores and trample, bite and beat the shit out of other people in order to get deals on over-priced crap.  Did you hear about that woman who maced all the people at a store in order to get a scarf?  Yeah, that bitch sure did take in what being thankful was all about.  But yeah, I decided to think back to what I am thankful for this year.

It has been a really hard semester.  I am burning out pretty bad.  College has been kicking my ass this semester, and I dropped a course recently, in order to avoid having to fall on the sword for it.  So I am NOT thankful for UAA.  This place is becoming a lead anchor around my neck.  It seems like every time I think that I’m getting ahead, I check Degree Works, and I see how much more I have ahead of me.  It is like this place is trying to torture me.  I genuinely hate it here.  The only good thing I have is something I am thankful for – my friend Maddie.

This girl is one of the oddest, more interesting people I have ever met.  She and I have a Friday tradition of going to IHOP.  It’s cheap, tasty, and at night, there are actually pretty few people.  It’s a breakfast joint, not so much a dinner one.  And that is a lot of fun.  We are able to be there and have fun.  It is a treat at the end of my weeks that has made this semester so much more bearable.  Maddie is one of the only friends I have left on campus.  The rest have either moved away or graduated.  My only regret, and this does genuinely make me feel bad, is that she is moving away at the end of this academic year, and never coming back.  She will be heading down to California.  I am going to miss her like nothing else.

Another friend I am thankful for is my friend Lizzy.  This girl has been there when I have needed her, and her and I are both in the same boat, kind of, with our feelings about UAA.  We are both tired of college, and work and classes are burning us out.  But every time I am having a bad day, she is there, with something nice to say, or just a hug.  This girl is cute as a button.  I always want to pick her up and carry her like a cat.  Given how tall I am, and how small she is, I could carry her as if she were my kid.  I am probably going to have to carry her pretty soon when I go with her to get her wisdom teeth removed.  Poor baby. That is never any fun.

Then there is my friend Mandy.  Recently, I have had some stuff go down in my life, and she was able to be there for me.  She and I haven’t gotten to see much of each other lately.  We grew up together, with a cousin of mine, Griffin.  We used to be three thick-as-thieves pals, thinking that we would be friends forever.  Alas, when Griffin double-crossed me, suing me for over $100,000, that ended the gang rather quickly, and I lost someone I held as a brother.  But I have kept with Mandy, and while we aren’t as tight as we used to be, the moment that one of us is in trouble, that bond shows to shine through.  I love this girl with all my heart, and I will miss her when she eventually moves away to see what is to become of her.  I will miss her terribly.  I kind of already do.  The days we spent together when we were younger were so nice.

And of course, there are many other friends I am thankful for.  Due to the aforementioned stuff that went down, my friend Joyce was able to be there for me.  She was a peach about some really delicate stuff, and able to be supportive.  I am so grateful.  But there is also somebody else.  This person and I, I don’t know exactly what went down.  I have been killing myself about that for a couple months.  Her and I were incredibly close, but then, something happened.  I don’t know what.  In any case, rather than look at the negative, I will say that this person, for as much as she has issue with me, she did what any great person would do and, when I reached out, wanting her help and her ear in a time of emotional crisis, she was there.  She made herself available, and she didn’t have to.  I am hoping, almost praying (if I believed in that bullshit) that I can redeem myself, and we can pick up the pieces.  She means so much to me, and even if I can’t, I am so thankful that I had her.

Next up, there is my old man.  I kind of have taken for granted how lost I would be, in some aspects, without this guy.  See, I don’t know shit about taking a car apart, or what goes wrong with one, or any of that.  But my car has been having a lot of troubles recently.  She has been a real pain, and I am so glad that I have had him around to help me fix things, instead of having to pay out the nose for an over-priced auto repair shop.  And of course, Sally (the mother-unit) has been nice too.  They are good people, and I am thankful.

The last thing I will say that I am thankful for – I am thankful that I am still here.  I battle some pretty hardcore depression.  I am almost convinced that it stems from my head injury, because it has been with me ever since.  Some days are better than others.  I am mentally and emotionally hurting a lot, but I keep at it.  I won’t let myself succumb to this, because honestly, I don’t want to lose the few good moments in my life, because those make it all worth it.  Plus, I don’t want to make people sad, if I were to go away.  I have a lot of hard days.  Things get pretty bad.  But I am still here.  Still fighting the good fight.  Still staying strong.  And that isn’t going to change anytime soon.

If I didn’t put your name on here, don’t sweat it.  There are a lot of people that I am thankful for, so don’t go thinking that I am a hater.  I just didn’t think of you on the fly, which is kind of how I am doing this post.  I want to get it done before I have to do a shit-ton of stuff today.

So, have a Happy Thanksgiving.  Eat the mother-fucking turkey and that mother-fucking pumpkin pie.  Enjoy the fuck out of it.  It’s fucking awesome!

Until next time, a quote,

“Tomorrow’s Thanksgiving. That’s the day people celebrate with food by eating as much of it as possible.  Yes! That’s the day people try to eat every turkey, pumpkin, and cranberry on the face of the earth.  It’s a tradition. And you know how I LOVE tradition!”  -Garfield, Garfield’s Thanksgiving

Peace out,

Maverick

Going Out to a Bar with Friends Etiquette

That’s right, we’re talking about etiquette right now.  After the events that happened last night, I feel the need to do this.  Because what happened last night isn’t cool, in any way.

Omitting names, because I don’t like to talk about people specifically in these posts unless it is something humorous, I want to tel the story of what happened to me REALLY early this morning.  I was bored and in my room, watching Samurai Champloo.  I love the show, but I had had nothing to do all day, and I was bored as hell.  I was wishing I could get out, when I get a text.  It was from a friend.  She asked me if I knew where a certain bar was.  I didn’t, but that’s what Google was invented for.  She said that she had been ditched by her friends and was there all alone, and asked me to come get her.  I got the address and ran to my car.

I had to fight downtown traffic to find a place to park, but I eventually did, and I hurried over on foot.  When I got there, she was waiting, and looked scared to death.  It’s easy to see why.  Being a woman, alone, at 2 in the morning, after a Friday night, in this city is dangerous business.  I have heard a lot of stories about bad stuff happening to many women in such a situation.  But this friend of mine was smart.  She stayed in public, texting me and asking me to come get her, and texting other people so that people knew where she was.  Poor girl, when I got there, she was scared.  We got her home, and all is well, but this brings me to talking about today’s discussion point – going out to your friends at a bar etiquette.

1. You go out as a group
Bars can be a lot of fun, but they are also can be dangerous places.  Don’t go out alone.  Make sure you have a designated driver (even if that gets to be you.  Ha-ha!), and a couple of people who you trust with you.

2. Be smart with your drinking
I am a college student.  I don’t go drinking, mostly because I don’t see the appeal.  But I know how it works.  Too many college students have died because they decided to get stone-drunk and do something dumb, or shoot booze and go too far.  If you are going to indulge, which is totally cool, be smart about it.  Life is too short and too precious to throw away on a night of drinking.

3. (And this is the most important) You DO NOT ditch your friends at a bar!
Yeah, this is such bullshit.  What happened to my friend is unacceptable, and if it were me, I would kick the asses of these “friends” up and down C Street until they couldn’t walk right ever again.  This is something that just isn’t done.  If you are leaving a bar, you make sure your friends are with you, or, if they still want to stay and hang out, you make sure they have somebody with them, and a way home.  That’s how a real friend works.  They look after their friends.  I am so glad that I could help this poor girl.

I hate to sound like a mother when writing this, but this needed to be said.  I figure that I don’t have to tell most of you.  Most of you probably already know about this and don’t need Lucien with his disapproving glare telling you how awful a thing to do this is.  My friend was smart.  When she saw that she was alone there, she stayed in public and texted me, asking me to come get her.  She stayed in public as long as she could, until I arrived.  When I got there, she was scared to death.  What kind of person does that to a friend?!  Leaves them alone in a foreign place?!

I don’t know, and whoever these friends of hers are, they deserve to get the shit kicked out of them.  If you ask me, they are no friends of hers, but hey, that’s just me.  I am just glad that she is okay, and that I could be there.  I kind of feel like a knight in shining armor.

Okay, enough of my lecturing.  Here is something pleasant to finish on.

Until next time, a quote,

“There are two types of people in this world – those who do what they’re told, and those who are true to themselves. Most people think you’re supposed to follow a predetermined path, keep your head down, obey the rules, do whatever’s popular. But, some prefer to find their own path in life.” -Yuji Sakurai, BECK: Mongolian Chop Squad

Peace out,

Maverick

Christmas Brings out the Jerk in People

Let me begin by saying that I am not advocating for not giving people things and not having a good time.  What this post is going to be about is keeping everything in perspective.  I want to keep things in perspective because as much as I love this time of year, this year in-particular has made me face the reality that while I have a very good Christmas, I got to thinking about the people that I know, and who I care very much about, who did not.  But when I see shit like what I am going to reference you too below, I won’t lie, it pisses me off.

I didn’t get an iPhone fuck Christmas I’m seriously so pissed

That’s right, kids, for those of you who live in poverty here in this country, I am going to introduce you to a class of people who are truly oppressed – American teenagers.  As you saw above, they are really afflicted this Christmas season.  They aren’t getting iPhones!  Oh god, this is just the worst!  This is absolute hell on Earth!  Why, oh non-existent God, why?!

My parents are the worst mother Fucking parents in the world fuck you mom and dad for not getting me a Iphone. FUCK YOU. FML.

I know most of you already know, but FML means “fuck my life.”  That’s right, this little shit has the nerve to basically make it sound like he is going to swallow the business end of a gun barrel because he didn’t get an iPhone for Christmas.  Wow…just, wow.  That is inspiringly greedy.  The level of greed displayed here is nothing short of awe-inspiring.  Nobody can be this greedy naturally.  It has to be taught to somebody.  I’ll get to that in a minute.

Fucking hate that kindle bullshit. Returning and getting an iPad. Most definately.

Yes, because reading is such a bad thing.  I’m with you, kid.  Why read, when you can sit and pretend you’re playing music on an iPad!  Or hey, maybe you can make squiggles or any other amount of useless pointless bullshit.  But being able to read, that is so worthless!

welp…didn’t get a car. not trying to sound greedyy buht.. damn…

A little late for that, sweetheart.  I think her parents should give her the car, on the off-chance that she will drive it off a cliff and deprive the human race of her stupidity.

 Just cried for like two hours straight cause I didn’t get a car…

The greed of these kids know no limits.  This person cried for two hours because they didn’t get a fucking car.  Unreal.  You know, I’m not even going to talk about the massive plethora of people outside of this country who are rotting away in starvation, or being massacred in genocide, with the American people trying to show that they do care, while they don’t.  Instead, I am going to talk about the people right here in my own country who are suffering, really suffering.

I have a good friend who didn’t get a Christmas of any kind this year.  Her and her mother’s big celebration was renting a movie, and getting to watch it.  Both of them are just scraping to get by in this country.  She had no tree, no presents, no nothing.  And she was miserable this year because of how much her life had gone to shit recently.  It actually did break my heart a little to know that this person who is a very good friend of mine, whose company I enjoy incredibly much got nothing.  I wished I could have had her out to my place, to spend the holidays with us.  So yeah, you fucking crybaby bitch, you didn’t get a car.  Boo-fucking-hoo, you greedy cunt!

Am I the only one who didn’t get an iPhone or a car? Dang.

No, sweetie, you didn’t get an iPhone or a car, and you certainly aren’t the only one.  There are people in this country who didn’t get FUCKING FOOD for Christmas, you ungrateful, entitled piece of shit!  If each person who posted these comments on Twitter died, the world would be a better place.  Not one of them is worth anything.  Not one of them is actually worth the air that they breathe.  They are a waste of oxygen.

I keep yelling WHERE’S MY IPAD at the most incovenient times…think they’ll get the point??

If the point is that these people obviously failed at parenting, then yeah, I hope they did.  But knowing how stupid these parents clearly are, probably not.

I hate how my mom has to ruin Christmas be getting everyone stupid gifts..where the hell is the iphone I asked for?! bitch!

Hey Sarah’s parents, feeling proud?

Didn’t get an iPad for the second year in a row. I’m never celebrating Christmas again. #maybenextyearilltryhanukkah

You know, there are a couple of things that really get me about these posts.  1. That these kids just come to hate this time of year because of one stupid thing, and 2. That not one of these kids realizes that they are bitching about something that they are being given for free!  They don’t have to work for this.  They don’t have to actually get up off of their asses and try to make a decent effort.  No, that would be too hard.  They don’t want to get a job, actually work for what they have.  That would be asking WAY too much for these little fuckers.  Nope, you all are bitching because it wasn’t given to you for free.

Wanna know a nifty irony – most of these kids got their greedy-ass Tweets re-Tweeted.  A lot of them took their Tweets down when it came to light what a bunch of greedy piece of shit they are.  They put up new tweets about how they are so thankful for what they have.  Yeah, the ones who kept them up there, at least they stuck to their guns.  They didn’t have to shove the blind and pitiful hypocrisy down our throats that they aren’t complete pieces of shit, even though they are.  I am actually respecting the greedy jerks who kept their Tweets up more than the greedy jerks who took them down.

But where there are those who left them up, there are those who tried to justify their greed.  I shit you not!

 STOP FUCKING TWEETING AT ME , YOUR ALL RAPIST PEDOPHILES

Yes, we are rapist pedophiles for pointing out that you are a greedy bitch, Mikaela.  That makes perfect sense.

Lmao I tweeted about not getting my iPhone and all these twitter dick riders caught feelings. Can I live? lmao

There isn’t a word for how much people like me hate people like you.  They think that their greed is justified, and if we call their stupid asses on it, we are “twitter dick riders.”  Yeah, you can live, douchebag, but you can live with us hounding you, and hopefully ostracizing you from all decent social interaction for the rest of your life.  For real, you suck, and I hope you die alone.

Look, we are all a little greedy in this country.  I catch myself being that way, as I’m sure all of you do.  It comes with being in the richest country in the world.  But we don’t wear the greed that we have on our sleeves.  We don’t sing about it to people that we don’t know.  We don’t talk about our greed like it’s a good thing.

Now, I know plenty of teenagers who are like me – grateful for what we have received.  They probably also have friends like me, who got little to nothing at all this Christmas.  And we try and help those people.  My good friend I talked about above, I try and help.  I talk with her on the phone, online, letting her know that while it isn’t the best day, she isn’t alone, and doesn’t have to feel hardcore-sad this Christmas.

I hope you all had a good Christmas, and I hope you have tried to help the people you know, who had it hard this time of year.  Have a wonderful new year.

Until next time, a quote,

“And look, we all have a selfish side to us.  But there’s a reason you don’t just fly that flag like, ‘yeah, I’m a selfish fuck and I’m proud!’  Cause it’s not a very desireable personality trait.”  -TJ Kincaid, WORST PEOPLE EVER? 

Peace out,

Maverick