My father's a hopeless fool who will never learn, my mother's good for the most part, my sister is okay at times. Grandfather is slowly withering away, grandmother is scatterbrained but ultimately, goodhearted and still kicking.
Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)
'ello. I am a being of mixed Portuguese/Scandinavian stock, descended from people who came here to cut sugar cane in the bloody hot sun. My Pocho-ness is not obvious based on my appearance, but hang out with me for an hour and it will become clear. I have also been compared numerous times as of late to some mysterious old Yiddish man, who I am guessing is Andy's vision of a future me (BUT IN THIS PIECE OF SPACE AND TIME OMGLOOL). I am called by many names, among them Riley, Pocho, Portagee Thunda, SovietViking, Na'auao, "Another dumb Portagee" (A joking title bestowed upon me by Ka'eo), Jafar, and Bartok. Take your pick of the many.
Some people, yearbooks (Don't ask), cloudy/rainy weather, night time, walking around at night time, cemeteries, forests, small animals, the ocean
Cemetery vandalism/disrepair, religious fundamentalists, math, excessive sunlight and heat, angry dogs, some small children between the ages of 2 and 10, sugar cane ash
WISE FWOM YOUW GWAVE
...Yes, I know, I know...I'm truly in need of an ass-kicking for leaving this sitting for so long. *Slides self down on own scimitar*
So, as Lifetime blares in the background whilst being watched by my mother and the scent of the weed our tenant is smoking passes through an open window and hits my nose, let me try and gather some of the numerous events that have occurred since the last post...
Though I'm definitely going to have to bust ass and review everything before going back, I feel comfortable in regards to Papa 'Ōlelo Hawai'i...I'm signed up for the 102 class, same time, same...
In a strange set of events, it seems as though I am not quite dead, and have indeed survived whatever cataclysmic event seemed to occur!
Anyway, I am drawing a blank as to where to begin, but for starters, I am currently facing what everyone has likely faced and dealt with their first semester of college; that period in time where things just seem to pile up, and they must be done despite the fact that combined, they are like one impossibly large task.
*- To Do -*:
- Botany project (Trace plant name changes/uses across the Pacific)
- Papa 'Ōlelo Hawai'i (Family book...
Mandatory song lyrics post
Because I have nothing particularly exciting to make note of today I will resort to posting lyrics because I am a lazy-arse son of a bitch HOHO (The first song is more of a cruising song and not so deep as the second one, but the second is much deeper and harder to find because the Yusuf Islam CD is an import. Both are good and if you can find them I recommend them completely.)
Salt Water Anthem - O-Shen & Lopaka Kanaka'ole
(Intro Chant, performed by Lopaka):
E ala e kahiki kū
E ala e kahiki moe
Mai ka Ho`o ku`i a ka halawai
A ke ala ula ka lā e wewelo ana
Ana i ko ka pakipika a...
In an intriguing set of events, I have an inhuman stalker, it seems. I have encountered the same black wasp (Or, three seperate black wasps of similar size and shape) in my moving about the MCC campus. WHAT DID I DO IN A PAST INCARNATION TO ANGER THIS CREATURE(s)?
Tomorrow I must go to Botany (Which I will likely just doze off through as usual), and then to Papa `Olelo Hawai`i where me and the rest of the class, as Pōhai put it, "Will be hung out to dry".
Roughly one and a half hour period of non-destruction shall commence with my return to English 100, which I have missed quite a...