OBAMA-MANIA!!!!!!!!!:
Frankly what are we all on about? Its a historic moment. Big whoop. This isnt D.C, this is Ireland. We're up that body of water made of excriment without a means of propulsion, to steal a line from the big bang theory. Ever since i got home from an extended and enjoyable stint down under i have realised how pessimistic and self-afacing the british isle are! Where the hell is the Optimism? Where the hell is the future outlook? Are the culture's of these dozens of islands and 2 and a bit nations really so dark that we think The Dark Knight really is more important than Mamma Mia? I thank hollywood for that optomistic little pot of gayness. The dark knight may have asked good questions and given stellar performance's but in times of hardship can we really aford to embelish such dark drama? Same goes for Battlestar Galactica, it may be the best thing on tv for decades but we all know there wont be a happy ending.
Wow, how slighltly hypocriticical and Hyper Critic of me. But am i wrong? I myself am having a shit time in this day and age like society as a whole. But i long for the optomistic boost that Washington D.C has recieved. All we have is the King of Burgers giving us a Recession buster meal to slag off a non-elected interim official. Both countries of the British Isles have second string leaders filling the space of more historically important figures who reigned over us unquestioned for excess of a decade in at least one case. Brown and Cowen the rhyming duo of ballsless politics have done fuck all for 80 million people over the past 2 years as the world has gone to shit. Where is the oposition? Where is Our Obama? Why do i fear that i know Cameron wont do any good and fear even more that i dont even know the name of anyone who can fill the space of an oposition side here in the Rip off Republic?
I have more faith in the people i know around me being the future of this country when i become a washed up bum, a successful accomplished version of my dreams, or a status quo public service health provider stuggling to rear a family in this dreay little wet island. I see A LOT of potential in the people of The society. These people could be the leaders of tomorrow. It is after all that Enclave of thinking in the centre of our unique and increasingly bleak Capitol city. I wont name nicknames but i do see that even if i cant agree with them all these people really are our future. I dont know where i can place in that future, a Cynic Nurse stuck here or emigratted to down under or a Local voice or far away visionary. The future is all ahead of us here in ireland and yet there is no clear vision or an optimistic view. Its a Recession. A word coined by a great man with a disability facing the hardest times of a far away pre-superpower. Here in ireland we sat in 2nd world status and grew slowly untill post yuppie-greed of the 90's led to the amazing youth we all had in our boom years. Now on the cusp of adulthood we have the worst time's to fear and no clear image of what we should do. The yummydrummies and roysh ya boys have no clear advice of what the fock we do next!
My slice of the preverbial pie:
So where was i. Wow, i didnt even know i had that rant in me, i didnt plan that one, I have to say bulla bus to moi. But onward ho! Where else was my train of thought, oh yes social life and study. Ah that ever encrouching worrying moment where i have to step up to the Wicket and work hard to pass a course i resent and face the fact i will owe my parents 8 grand at the end of this dark corridor of depression and indicision that is my college years. Now with windows of optimism like the society along the way and a few mailboxs on the locked doors, that indicate my true dreams and aspirations in unrelated fields of study and talent i forge on. After this rant my often flailing good intentions intened to study during my study week. Go figure, like that will work. The thing is, it has to! And who am i to argue with anything decided against my lack of clear judgement. A degree is good for me, even if i dont want to keep it active.
So monday, not so manic monday. 2 tutorials, random psychology project group. And then newspapers in society. For several days ago i cant remember much else, Martin Luther King day, day before Obama, here in Ireland it wasnt much of anything, how predictable.
Obama-uesday, a day that will live without a punchy line or much importance other than a cock-up, loads of witnesses and the good bye of to a chimpanzee or president with ID, i can never remember wich. I watched it in the Society. The wonder of the modern world. Upper-Middle class scholars with personal portable computers conected to magical internet connections in the air and shared to a room of assorted erasmus students and hopefull southsiders and smart people the future of a nation we have a close connection and former resentment for. Most of us still rememeber how it all started weeks ago watching the uncontested victory. Then the select few who had Orange champaign in a roof garden. Obama has defined this year a lot. But what has he done for europe yet? All ive seen is him bringing the society together and creating a legenedary story of a caravan on a roof.
Following what i have to say was a good non-gimicary speech i stood around with a few quips, comments and gripes and then did something random. I followed others to a reading in a Prod church in aid of all that trouble back in the hollyland. I have to say it was a moving thing and it was nice to see people come together for it. But in essance all we did was be moved by words and song and sign potitions. Where was politcal activism where was whole-hearted condemnation. I increasingly see Isreal as a zionest bully of a behemoth backed up by the american gun industry and resentful jews of power. Or at least a slightly moderate opinion just shy of that. They are a colaboration of people in a contested state forcing their opinions on the locales and victimising them by forcing their hand. I may not be a republican, but i can sympathise more with Hamas and their followers more than i can for the so called oppressed of Irelands past. The IRA are sick people, Hamas are living in hell. Neither groups tactics are forgivable but at least Hamas are easier to understand. Cut off from the world, surrounded by starvation, lack of a voice and neglected by a foreign invader and their own elected locals these people are just trying to survive. Imagine if Sinn Fein came to power and then went nutzo and fucked everyone over. Yep thats gaza for you. Fight to live, smuggle to eat, die to get the fuck out of it all. I really feel for those people but smugg in my depressed well of life on a rainy island i cant do sweet feck all for them but muse and bitch.
Again way off track and over opinionated. But further aplause and back slapping and hopefully no other slapping for sake of pg-13 ratings i continue onward. Although i think i have to many fuck's, feck's, fock's and fracks to warrent such a low rating. Right bring out the tits. Oh wait thats me. Yeah following the reading i missed a train and hung around talking to an american and Hope who you can basically say is an Atlantean as she's not really irish anymore but not fully yankidoodle-afied. Eventually got late train home and that was that.
Wednesday. Less eventful, infact i cant remeber much of anything. I intended to do some study or writing but i retreated to my comfert zone of internet roaming and bemoaning of myself by doing sweet frack all.
Thursday. Ah thursday i dont remember it like it was yesterday, thats because it was the day before.. Oh yeah, still sick, oh did i not mention im sick of my own volition, stupid microbes. Who knew detol kills 99.99999% germs dead and i didnt remember that. But any way i was feverish and sick and had to sit through a Anaemia tutorial i remembered all too well from the previous year. Hell i even got the same question and the teacher said the same line at the end. Dejá Vú in its only real capacity to say the least. Couldnt go to the "invitational" so missed out on more society stuff again. Didnt fullfill any study plans though, who am i kidding its me!
Ah and then Friday. No crunchie slogan though. Last day of lectures. Ah... How much i really dont know my year. A huge crowd and i only know a select few. Rejection from Daisy pretty much hurt and i havent talked to her since. Barely clapped eyes on her either but i know she's still around and oblivious to what i thought could have been. But instead of Fuck Her or any such vernacular of normal male bitterness i though instead "forget her" there littlerally is other Piscein out there. Like Jade the muccker i mentioned, and no not bogger, a poor way of describing that green girls school not far from my old secondary school. Its almost an unwritten Write that i have to have had even a date or a connection with at least one of those girls, i would just be like one of the gay figure heads of my schools reputation if i didnt. But even though she's basically a yummy-drummy with a brain and a juicy body i wouldnt know where to begin. So i doubt thats the first fish in the see ill try and catch although i wouldnt put it past stereotypes that i couldnt catch something off her aswell, i know ew wrong, lioke so insulting but its possible. Hell i could have something and not know, although with only 1 former partner in every capacity its very unlikely.
Onto the TIV. Ah the TIV. So i did a little judging. 2 rounds to be exact. It was fun. Judged a guy who judged me in the Republic IV months ago so that was cool. Or was he a compeditor, either way i remembered his face. And his team were in both rounds and pretty good, ones to watch i think. But i had to go home. I had little choice. No where to crash although i did look into that at the last minute and i thank everyone for any effor they may have put in but ultimately i did have to go home.
Wow, opinion and genious and down right rudeness aside i just made a new post. Wow go me. Some of it i dont know where it came from but its better than depressed whines or Clueless-esque gossip. No i think i did completly fine in my own little fracked up view and i bid y'all adue for now.
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