Could you?

Could I do it too?
Could I put my life on the line?
To stand up for what I believe in.

It's like trying to speak to the deaf.
It's like trying to describe colour to the blind.
It's like teaching a mute to speak.

You'll never be able to understand it unless you've experienced it.
You can pretend like you know
Words from someone else might make it more clear.

And I know, you think you hear this every day.
But you don't.
For one day, out of three hundred and sixty five, you hear about it.
What about the other three hundred and sixty four?
Some of us don't even spend that ONE day listening to it.
We skip our assemblies at school.
We ignore the ceremonies on tv.

What if it was you?
What if you were in that situation?
You had to go over the top, of those dirty muddy trenches, to face a man, you have never seen before.
He's shooting at you.
Trying to kill you.
Could you do it?
If the answer is no, then at least give these men, who did.
They did it for you.
So you wouldn't have to later on.
Give these men, your respect.
Because they deserve it more than anyone out there.

These men, weren't men, they were boys.
It could have been me and my friends
It could have been. Me.
Going over there.
A gun in my hands.
Taught to shoot.
Taught to kill.

And they would have done the same.
Taught to shoot at me.
Taught to kill me.

What if it was?
What if my entire school, all the boys, we were one squadron.
And only 15 of us came back. Thats one class of boys.
What if I was one of those 15?
What would I feel?
I'd feel depressed that I survived.

And now, as these veterans slowly pass away.
So does Remembrance day.

What these men must have witnessed.
These boys.
I'm deaf.
I'm blind.
I'm dumb.

I know nothing of what they went through.
I can try to understand.
But I never will.
I can only
Imagine what I would have done in their position.
And personally...


I don't think I could have.

Lovers Mean More Than Friends.

You said Goodbye.
Because of a trust too soon,
the bond of a life long friend.
She laid the blame before I had the chance to try,
I wouldn’t have tried.
Lovers mean more than friends,
I would not argue that fact.
If a heart had to be broken it was always going to be mine,
lovers mean more than friends.
I would still say Hello.

I'm glad I never said Goodbye.

Because my trust was too strong
To give up on my new found friend
She was wrong
She had no idea what was right for me
Everything you said was right for me
The beach, the car, the bed, the night
The places we went when the world was asleep
Lovers who aren't friends can never be
I'm glad I never said Goodbye.

CD Review - The Dreadnoughts - Victory Square

The Dreadnoughts – Victory Square – Stomp Records
http://www.thedreadnoughts.com/

“Victory Square,” the second studio album from the Celtic punk rockers The Dreadnoughts, who hail from Vancouver, is a swashbuckling-boot-to-the-face record. The quintet recently finished up a cross Canada tour and will be back at the end of August after they play in much of Europe. On their Myspace, they categorize themselves as folk, folk rock and punk, with the latter being the best description of what they really are. The Dreadnoughts could easily draw comparisons to Flogging Molly, Rancid, or the Cancer Bats. The Dread Pirate Druzil and Seamus O’Flanahan, two members of the Dreadnoughts bring the unique characteristics of their music, playing instruments such as a tin whistle, accordion, and fiddle.

The fourth track on the CD, entitled “Boneyard” gives you the best sound-scape of the Dreadnoughts. Filled with the fiddle sliding in and out of your right ear and the mandolin in your left, you’re surrounded completely by individual sounds. The bass line gives you the rocking motion of a boat and it feels like you could be tied to the mast of a pirate ship as the captain and his crew interrogate you, ready to make you walk the plank.

“Samovar” features an intricate layering of the mandolin and fiddle part, and you really see how the band incorporates the similar sounds together. While “Grace O’Malley” sounds like it could be a Great Big Sea song on speed. Most of the songs have a similar feel to them; drums that pound like machine guns, and a bass line that pulls and drags you along with the seemingly gypsy melodies of the fiddle and mandolin.

It is understandable after listening to the CD why The Dreadnoughts classify themselves as folk. A lot of the songs on this CD feel like they could sung downtown at Irish Times, with the entire bar swinging their pints in time. The Dreadnoughts provide you with a jigging good time, so grab a pint and sing away with the boys, “Ho Way!”

Video Game FML (College Humor)

http://www.collegehumor.com/article:1788659

Today, I got through an entire dungeon, had fireballs shot at me, fought a giant turtle and the princess turns out to be in another castle. FML

I agree, your life sucks (53252) - you totally deserve it (3551)
On 07/17/2009 at 8:24pm - love - by Mario - United States (New York)

Today, I found out you've got to be an adult to defeat Ganondorf. No big deal, right? Just gotta spend seven years sleeping in the Chamber of Sages. I didn't account for all the wet dreams. FML

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On 07/16/2009 at 1:15pm - misc. - by Link - Hyrule

Today, I failed an important mission because I had to keep saving my useless wingmen. FML

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On 07/15/2009 at 5:35pm - misc. - by Fox - Corneria

Today, I found out I'll be fighting literally everyone in this tournament. There are no brackets, and if I lose even a single fight, I'll probably be thrown into a spike pit. FML

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On 07/15/2009 at 1:32am - misc. - by Liu Kang - China

Today, someone shot me with a blue shell right as I was about to cross the finish line. There was no way of avoiding it, and the guy who shot it was in last place and had no chance of winning. He did it just to be a dick. I was punished for doing well. FML

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On 07/14/2009 at 4:13pm - misc. - by Toad - Mushroom Kingdom

Today, I spent 8 hours trapped inside a barrel. Finally my friend freed me...by throwing me into a wall. FML

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On 07/13/2009 at 4:14pm - friends - by Diddy Kong - Kongo Jungle

Today, I almost drowned because my asshole best friend kept eating all the air bubbles. FML

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On 07/13/2009 at 8:15am - friends - by Tails - Emerald Hill Zone

Hate.

So, I am pretty grumpy right now.

Sometimes I can't wait to get out of this place. To move out of this clusterfuck and just be done with these people. More specifically one person. One of our roommates moved out already, and I really want to. It's only three more weeks. Hopefully I can last that long.

It's really hard living with people you've never met before, and being the kind of person I am, see the archive for the "Supporting Cast" blog, I don't do confrontation very well. I would love to go out into the kitchen and yell at him for being a fucking pig and being so fucking disgusting and never cleaning up any of his shit, but alas I am too nice.

He came home from a trip to Vancouver yesterday and I cannot stand being around him for even one second. About fifteen minutes ago I walked out into the kitchen, the first thing I see is some kind of meat juice dripping down the side of our counter, followed by a plate on top of the counter soaked in whatever it is he was cooking. I look in the sink, which was empty a few hours ago after I had cleaned there, and there is a baking sheet, a used cutting board, a dirty frying pan, to mention a few things lying around. It's disgusting and I'm sick of it.

This guy likes to leech of everyone else and use everybody elses stuff. I am positive that he has stolen at least two of my tupperwear containers and put them in his locker. How do I know you ask? Well this weekend when he went away, I looked in his locker and saw them there, so I took them out and put them back where I had them, and today I came out of my room, and they're gone again. Later I hear him locking his locker. Hmm....

When my parents visited, they kindly bought me new dishtowels, dishcloths and bathroom towels, including a hand towel for drying hands. My roommate has used and abused every one of these since I've brought them out. The dishtowels, which have a general purpose of drying dishes and hands, have been used to wipe up spills, messes, and even used as oven mitts, getting burned. I cannot stand it. And then after they have been used to clean up shit, he'll leave them in a crumpled pile next to his dirty place which hasn't been put away.

Since living here, he has not: vacuumed the living room/kitchen, mopped the floor, cleaned the bathroom, cleaned the shower, taken out the recycling, taken out the garbage or taken out the bottles. He likes to give us heck about the fruitfly problem we had a little while ago, saying that "we have to keep this place clean" when most of the problem is his. Everyday I find something new in the sink. Today, I think it's squash, but there has been onion, cantelope and strawberries to name a few.

Does anyone think that I am being too harsh or too critical of this guy? Please let me know.

Thanks.

- J

Similarities?

This is my roommate and me. According to his friend.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlTE5j7aEf0

...I'm not so sure.

Raver's Delight

Good Morning, Afternoon, Evening to you.

It is just rounding noon here and I am quite exhausted. I spent last night with my girlfriend volunteering at the Victoria Electronic Music Festival. We were in charge of the door most of the night. It was an interesting experience for sure. Definitely makes me never want to run a club. I didn't really find any enjoyment in it at all.

Running the door involved taking money and giving stamps, not a very glamourous job, especially for a volunteer. It was kind of annoying, because as a volunteer, you don't really have any attachment to the association, so you don't have any reason to try hard or anything. There's no real reward. So we were very lax when it came to people and letting them in and such.

It was really interesting seeing the people who attend these kind of events and getting to talk to them a bit. Surprisingly the crowd was mostly older, but they were all still very good dancers! It was fun to watch for sure. And all of these people are incredibly nice too! I'm not sure if it had to do with any drugs they could have been taking, or something of the like, but anywho. My girlfriend and I were trying to figure out what these people did when they weren't raving. There was a high school teacher, a resturaunt owner, some students, business men. Well, this is what we assumed they were.

So other than that, the night was pretty uneventful. We volunteer again today, so we might see some of the people from last night again today! Which might be nice, but we shall see.

http://www.vemf.ca/

Along the lines of JuST B fashion, the fashion agency my roommate and girlfriend have started, I tried out our latest scarf as a belt thing yesterday, and I thought I looked pretty good. But hey, that's just my opinion. One drawback is that you have to constantly be tightening the scarf so it acts as a belt. I also found a new place to buy jeans! Hurray! I'm pretty stoked on this as I love jeans and it's impossible to find some that fit me AND look good. So this is promising.

I'm trying to contribute with photography things, as that is my area of expertise. So stay tuned for most posts along those lines.

In other news, one of my roommates moved out! He said he found a place not to far from here, so he's gone! It was definitely a surprise. Over the course of 4 months, May til August, I've had, 6 roommates. 4 have moved out as of yet. Good grief, do I smell bad or something?

I'm still wondering why I made this blog, and if I will ever find my niche in the interwebs. I find it so hard to find followers, or get myself out there. No one really wants to read just another blog by some guy in university. I'm sure it's been done before. It's hard finding something original to do in this big world, let alone get my name out there. I guess we shall see in time...

Maybe that means another CD review is in order. It's hard to tell if anyone really likes them, as no one comments or even reads for that matter. Oh well.

Later Days,
- J