time is winding down

yeah so i was just thinking about life over the past two years... it's been ok i guess.. in these past 2 years ive been on a massive road trip from LA to Mexico to Alabama... experienced a ton of the big island. went to visit oahu at least 15 times. went to japan too. got myself a fucking awesome edjamuhcation. finished up 2 batchlor's degrees. found out i'm not a dumb ass. made a bunch of cool friends. learned that if i drink beer slowly throught the day, the next day wont give me a hangover. became a part of a national historical honors society, presented papers on shit ive written. i even got nominated and won an award for Japanese studies. havnt even recieved it yet but somehow i won. man i'm not going to miss hilo's rain. or the lack of waves... i will miss the college experience. i thought i experienced it before with all the partying and drinking and goofing around.. that is a part of the college experience, but the education and dedication to learning really is a part of school too. i think that's what i learned the most about being a non-traditional student. i associate myself mostly with non-traditional students, and i realized recently that we all shared the same story... one of lots of fun and an appreciation of life. it seems that every person that i meet who has returned to higher education after a hiatus has figured out what they truely are passionate about. for myself it is the knowledge of my culture and appreciation of other cultures as well. I used to make fun of hawaiians yelling for soverignty or hawaiian language and cultural revival. i realize now that i was wrong. i used to say that i wish that we could all become a grey race and erase all cultural and color boundries.. that would solve some problems.. but it would make things boring. the beauty of human relationships come in the differences we have between each other. In hawaii, people are generally of mixed background, like most of my friends are.. but it is what you raise your fist up and shout and say you are that makes you who you are. I believe cultural revival is a beautiful thing now. go on and stand up and learn hawaiian or portugues or whatever language you prefer.. anyway i guess what i was getting at earlier is that i think its great when people realize what their passion is... some people need school to figure it out.. other's just know. like john for example... that fucker's been into photo's since i dont know when.. at least ten year's from what i know. damn john and I have been friend's for ten years. that makes me old... we've fucked up some shit back in the day. houses destroyed, hats shit in, huge house parties.. damn those were the days. i often think back on those days and only good memories churn up. the times that i am having out here in hilo right now might be a continuation of those wonderful memories.. but i dont think they are.. i think this experience here in sleepy hilo town have turned the page and onto a new chapter for myself. maybe i'm just getting emotional and philosophical at the moment but i see myself finishing up one part of my life... getting out of shitty waiter/bartender jobs.. and moving on to a salary. fuck that thought scares me. after this big euro/NY hoorah, i'm going to be a fucking teacher. holy crap. children will look at me and say "sensei." I can say i am an expert in 2 feilds. and have accreditation. maybe people might even call me "Mr."... not that i want any of these things, but just being in type of position makes a difference at least mentally. in a place like japan where status makes you speak up or down to people, in a teaching position as a foreigner, life will put me in situations that i have never experienced from japanese culture. in japan ive always either been the nephew or son or cousin that everyone either talked down or level to.. except for when i'm getting served at a bar or restaurant, i never felt formal talk. now i will have to experience it. i might go through culture shock, even though it is my second home.
i'm not as nervous as some people might be who have never been to japan before, but I can say that i'm nervous about the life change that i'm going to go through. i'm blindly going to europe with little to no plan in most countries i plan to visit. this brings me happiness, not fear. almost nothing gets me nervous except for 1: talking in front of very large crowds, or 2: having to grow up. the fear of true adulthood makes me a little bit nervous inside. takeing on remedial jobs allows me to live the way i do and sustain a life that is exciting and fun, i can only hope that the next step will allow me to have just as much, if not more, fun that i'm having right now. I'm going to miss my friends... hawaii... warm weather all year round... local food... english speaking drunk women... walmart at 1 in the morning... cheap beer, cheap gas (compared to japan).. man now that i think of it i'll miss even writing dumb ass papers on the last day. not that i want to write a paper right now, but maybe when i dont have to do it, i'll feel inclined to sit down and write down my thoughts on paper. the grass is always greener in places where you dont piss.
I just wanted to put some thoughts down on my blog. dont know if anybody actually reads what i write, but it feels good for myself to get worries and distress off of my chest.
hope you all have a good day.
if you are in oahu (talon and john) i would love it if you guys would come out for my graduation and join me for my after party. the ceremony is on May 16th... it's around noon i think.. maybe earlier.. anyway if you dont show up for the ceremony itself, it would be nice to have some old friends out here to celebrate a new step myself at my barbeque. my mom will be in town along with denton's brother wes. and if you are still reading.. tell chad to try to get out here too.
love from raintown
shane

ok so here's the deal.. i drank heavy on saturday.. as my other blog states.. this is how my night started.. just hanging out with my friend amy talking shit and sipping on some drinks.

later my other 2 friends allison and lela came over and i was obviously a little more intoxicated. as you can see i still had my glasses.

just normal.. lela is moving in a few weeks to CA... allison is her bestfriend/roommate. and i'm leaving soon too obviously.. we all are trying to get in our good times while we can.

it's sad leaving hawaii again.. but it's also good that i already left once.. because i know already that i'm going to come back. i love this place. (not hilo so much) but i like the people here a lot.. and i love oahu.. oahu is great. the job situation might suck a nut right now, but the economy will bounce back.. and the trees arent going anywhere.. .. i'll climb them soon enough.

thats all.
love you guys

me and captain are no longer friends

well i thought i wasnt going to drink last night, but i was totally wrong.
i picked up a handle of captain morgans and two two-liters of diet pepsi. i was cool.. just kicking back looking at pictures with my friend amy.. just talking shit and relaxing with a bunch of rum... anyway.. a couple other lady friends came over and brought a 6 pack.. we were just lounging.. i was buzzing nice and steady but in no way was i plastered..
anyway my friend amy was getting antsy and decided that going to the dorms was a good idea.. i thought "ah whatever, i dont have anything to do anyway".. and i went..
i dont remember any of that.. and the funny part was, i didnt drink anything over there either.. i lost my glasses and puked my brains out.. and passed out on the floor of this party. it was crazy.. i feel like someone slipped me a ruffie or something. complete blackout..
what the hell. woke up feeling like hell. the taxi who drove me home was concerned that i was going to hurl onto his seats.. as he should have been.
i gotta start to take it easy.. i was totally fine until my brain turned off.. how does that happen? and were are my glasses?

i had a party tonight

man.. i had a party tonight..
i didnt really want to throw a party this evening.. i just had a bunch of mofo's texting me saying, "lets drink on friday".. so after a bunch of those texts.. i thought.. "fuck it.. lets drink".. i ended up buying two kegs of beer.. not full kegs.... well they were full, but not big.. they were small kegs.. (pony kegs i think theyre called).. anyway.. i got two of those.. and i told a few friends to bring some extra suplies.. so that happened.. a bunch of people showed up to my place.. we had portuguese horse shoes, and beer pong.. a lot of people showed up... and by midnight, the kegs were tapped.. FUCK..
anyway.. ive bought this much beer before.. and it's lasted an entire weekend.. i guess i was pretty drunk by the time people really started showing up, so i didnt really realize how many people were at my place.. .. anyway, the kegs were tapped by early.. we broke into a case of new castle.. that was gone in thirty minutes.. then we broke out the budlight case... finished quick.. then i started scraping the bottom of the barrel.. brought out a terrible bottle of sake, shoju, and wine out..
that was even finished up in less than twenty minutes.. my friends were on a mission to just get hammered.. and i guess i was too.. it didnt work out because after a full night of drinking and whatnot, i'm still sitting here in front of a computer typing out my thoughts.. i cant be that drunk...
maybe i am.
anyway, just thought i would let you fellas know how i'm doing... and what's going on in my life.. i had a lot of people take pictures last night... or tonight.. maybe i'll post some up later on. i just need to acquire those images at some point..
lots of love.
ess to the dizzle.

this guy is funny

not just because he's asian, but because he did this:

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you know what i'm good at?

poker.. i'm good at poker.. i know this.

i'm going to makalawena tomorrow.... well i guess i should say today. its six in the morning right now.. i'm leaving in two hours.. havnt slept yet.. dont know if i can even wake up..
i'm fucked. i went to the popo station today to get fingerprinted for my FBI background check shit, but aparrently the popo aren't accepting criminals today? i dont know.. they wouldnt give me fucking fingerprint thing.. those fuckers. fuck cops.
that's all.
love from hilo.
shaka like john in pictures.
shane

my friends are non-blogging losers

or maybe i'm the loser..
i cant figure out which one it is. fuck i get so bored just sitting around thinking about doing school work.. i really dont want to type any papers.. or think about school any more.. i have a serious case of senioritus.. i could almost give a shit if i get c's any more... but then i wont be graduating with honors.. i'm on the border right now.. damnit if i could just motivate myself to do something other than fuck around on the internet.. too bad my computer is connected to things that are more fun than typing papers.. too bad i cant type papers in my sleep or something..
i dont mind the short papers.. it's the long ones that i dont have the patience for.
i almost got fired from work the other day.. it's kinda funny now that i think about it.. the chef was being a fucking prick.. so i called him out on it. he's a guy with a big problem with getting respect.. he thinks that he "deserves respect" but he's just a prick.. and he think's he's way older than me.. the guy just turned 31.. which is a few years older than me.. he think's i just turned 21.. i dont care to tell him that we are of the same generation.. but he talks to me like i'm some fucking asshole.. so i told him to shuv it up his ass the other day.. and he got all up in my face and i stood my ground.. he told me i had an attitude problem, and i told him that he has one too. it was funny..
anyway i got written up for the stupid shit.. and when my manager came up with the proper paperwork to sign.. i told her "i dont have an attitude problem, this is bullshit" it was hilarious.. because at that exact moment i was being an asshole.. hahaha..
anyway.. that's my story.. fuck work.

so i was walking along, and this little dude walks up to me and says, "hey, there's an invisible bridge just over there.." and he points down.. so i believed him and hopped down onto it... the picture above is of me hopping down to it...

turns out the little dude was right.. there i am just walking along in what looks like mid air.. i didnt even sprinkle sand on it like that pussy indiana jones.. it was cool walking along on transparent earth, but after that the fun was over..

that's my story of the day

where are my blogger friends?

this is a picture of me almost at this exact moment. see the look of disgust that i have, it's because of you.

this is a picture of my closet.. well half of it.. it's still colorful.

where in the world have my blogging friends gone? i'm getting bored reading my own blogs. it's not very fun any more.