Turn to Chapter 2...

Now that Chapter 1 is complete, I feel compelled to tell you that I'm officially a teacher (unofficially).

So end the days of me in the classroom...Long live the days of me in the classroom!

Thanks to all those who supported me, doubted me, shouted at me, shouted with me, laughed, cried, lied, tried...with me.

I am your hero! Err...wait...well, something like that.

I am now going to B.Ed...hahahah ok, shite joke...

Seriously, I'm happy to be done, and happy to have done it.

Thank you. All of you...and then some!

PEACE
DONE (In more ways than one, and yet I too am beginning),

EM

Influence is a funny thing
Some people have it
Others want it
Some are easily swayed by it,
Blinded by its false promises and sheer bravado
Then there are those who peddle it
Those who relish it
Those who trash it
I have some influence
I can barter it for things which are attainable
Surely you'd like that, Surely
I would...Ask Him He might tell you
He's an influential guy

Influence is an almost funny thing
Though they weren't laughing at the time
He was a bad influence
I guess he didn't learn how to perfect it
I did...At least I thought I did
Ask Him...He doesn't know a thing he says
Its just memorized from the back of the box
They always have all the answers...
That's what makes them such a Great influence...

I could go on, and I might or I might....

10 Years For Doin' Coke...Coca-Cola that is...

So, this is just some fucked up shit...and further proof of just how messed up this world can be - especially us here in N.America (yeah, that meant the USA)...

http://www.cnn.com/2007/LAW/05/23/coca.cola.sentencing/index.html

Read the link - but in short, two employees got roughly 10 years in prison for attempting to sell Coca-Cola trade secrets to their rivals at Pepsi.

A whole FBI sting operation was used and everything...

WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THE JUSTICE SYSTEM IN THE USA?????

2 douchebags wanna pounce on one of Capitalism's most recognized and celebrated companies, while makin' a few shekels (ok, more like 1.5 million) on the side...so let 'em!!

Meanwhile we have Osama on the run, War in Afghanistan/Iraq, a destabilizing Middle-East, oh and lest we forget the crooks of Enron and their like, then the juicy part - rapists, murderers, drug dealers and drunk drivers getting off with slaps on the wrist, pedophiles getting to move into newly developed areas with throngs of kids...school shootings and increasing youth violence, and if that's not enough...add global warming and all the environmental shit into the mix (if you buy into that stuff)...oh, and then there's the problems we have dealing with natural disasters (Katrina...need I say more???)...

and what are George's boys busy with?? Protecting fuckin' Coca-Cola!!!! G-d forbid the syrupy-crack-like drink gets its secrets traded for cash to Pepsi...fuck Pepsi, fuck Coke...drink water...save the earth and save our fuckin' money!!!!!

FBI....seriously??? these douches can't even find a sharpened pencil or 19 terrorists plotting to blow up buildings...but Coca-Cola's at risk...quick get all available units...

Let those two Capitalists, trying to live out the American Dream - fuckin' over the competition and/or your hated boss....steppin' on anyone/anyplace/anytime/anyhow.... - let them free!!!

Get U2 on the phone...human rights case has just been noted...

Dumb fucks!

Arrrghhhh.......


Done (for now),

PEACE.

EM

...And Now For Something Completely...Ahhh Fuggedaboudit...

I've been reading some poetry lately (that's right, poetry) and man...Leonard Cohen is a master.

Here's the thing....I don't get it. This troubles me because, well, because I WANT to get it. Some of it I do get, some poems "touch me" while others it seems, pass me by like Calculus.

I'd like to think that I'm semi-intelligent, sentient being, and moreover, I'm a fan of music, film, art (to an extent) - y'know?? I like what I like, I get what I get, I understand and feel....I'm passionate, I'm fairly open-minded, I'm adventurous (and continuously growing more and more adventurous), yet for some reason the poetry bug escapes me...

I had a conversation with my Dad about this - he's a great man my Da' - he's awesome, I love him - anyhow, I was with him at the local book shoppe (read: Chapters/Indigo) and I told him I didn't get this particular poem - and he immediately broke it down - and I was like "How'd you get that?" "How'd you know??" - and he answered me... I don't know.

I don't know.

This wasn't to say that he had no idea, rather as he explained - it just came to him. What's ironic (cool) about it was that it made sense, what he said made perfect absolute sense...and instead of feeling good or better about it all, I just felt...less than.

Now, my Dad doesn't make me feel less than anything, and I'm not angry in the slightest at him, nor am I really angry, but...I couldn't help but feel that I'm losing out here...

Anyways, just a mini-rant-ish type post....

Here's the Poem in Question:

I believe that you
Are Standing in the place
That I am supposed to be standing



I get it now. But back then...

TO...RON...T....OOOOOOO....TFC!!!

The Pitch, my dear friends, can be a bitch!

Well its been almost a month since the Toronto FC has graced the MLS and though their play is SLOWLY starting to come around, their fans have taken up their positions at full speed!

I've now been to two of their first three matches, and WOW...WOW....WOW how exciting!

I'm definitely gonna see how its done right, propah, when in the UK but I'm so proud of our boys in red n' white!

What's better...I've managed to recoup my expenses by way of selling the hotly anticipated match between the FC and the LA Galaxy - David Beckham's first appearance in the MLS. Some fool shelled out a Zimbabwean's decade-long salary to see the Mr. Posh Spice BEND IT....

What's more, I now am in need of selling off a few more duckets so that I can pay off some debts, and sadly I won't be in town for much longer...so get 'em whilst you can!!

ALL FOR ONE!

Done.
Peace.

EM

Shout Out!

Yo Yo Yo...what up homies?!?

A quick word to yo' moms... Happy Mother's Day - yeah, its 1:25am on Monday and so technically its over...but, its the thought that counts.

It was a fine Sunday for me...happened to be mother's day AND my mom's birthday...double whammy - every year...so, sis and I go n' get moms a new b-day present - a cell phone, as she indicated she was in the market for a new one...5 hours of humming and hawing...we pick up the phone, run back home (yeah, last minute, tisk tisk I know) and lo and behold mom's all "I never said I wanted a new phone, guys...why'd you buy me one?? Thanks but....I think you guys should return it".... ever have that happen to you??

Moms...not just laundry-doers...they're also flip-floppers and mind-changers...hmmm, maybe that's just women in general.

no worries, me still loves me mum...

k, off to bed n' stuff...

more bloggage (whether you want it or not) to come...

peace,

done.

EM