You call yourself Campus Security?

When you think of Security, do you imagine a person in a uniform with authority?  Someone that is intimidating?  Someone that would put you in your place because you are wrong?  That would be nice wouldn't it?  Someone who will protect and right the wrong.  Apparently it's not how it is on campus.

Here, Campus Security is a bunch of fat, lazy, and incompetent people.  All they do all day is hang out in Ford Explorers that his painted with the schools colors, just watching.  The only time that they actually move is if someone pulls the fire alarm.  At other times, they take their time to the incident so it is gone by the time they get there, or don't even get there at all.

They are supposed to be the ones looking after the school and the students.  It is no wonder people complain about them when there is a theft or an assault at the dorms.  I don't feel safe with these people.  I just wish that these kids would grow a brain and act like adults.  They obviously wasting their parents money or someone else's money to go to school.  Going for a degree that they will not use in the future.

From Ferris Bueller's Day Off , "I weep for the future."

Generation Gap

So since going back to school I've found myself surrounded by young people who need a couple of slaps to the head.  I am not sure what happened between the years that I have stopped going to college and I am not sure what generation is responsible for it.  Unless people my age got pregnant when they were freshmen in high school, I know who to blame.

None of these kids have respect for others.  They either ignore you or swear/flip you off when you tell them that what they are doing is wrong.  "I don't give a shit what you say."  (Rolls eyes)  It's bad enough when these kids are smokers.  The UH System is trying to implement a "Smoke Free Campus".  Apparently the only campus that I see following this is KCC.  Not sure why, but I like it there better than the other campuses.  UH and LCC on the other hand, no one cares if they are smoking near a door.  "I get ecig, it's not a cigarette!"  Whatever it is,  you're putting something other than oxygen into your lungs.  I don't care if you have the illusion that ecigs and vaping are more healthier than the traditional cigarette.  Also, I don't know what kind of doctor prescribes weed to their patients.  I thought doctors are tell their patients not to smoke!??

Skateboards.  Oh my god I hate them!  Here's the thing.  If you see a sign that says "Walk your Wheels", why do you still ride your skateboard?  You're going to a university to learn things.  But apparently you don't know how to read.  I would think that reading is a high priority when entering any level of schooling.  Your parents are wasting money on you because you're too damn stupid to even read a simple sign.  I saw a student ride his skateboard in the hallway.  "You're not supposed to be doing that."  "There shouldn't be any dogs either!"  "Ass wipe!"  "WHAT?"  "You hard of hearing?  I said asswipe!"  As you can see I didn't not start the altercation.  Why in the hell would you ride wheels in a hall way, unless you're in a wheelchair?  Skateboards aren't wheelchairs.  Also I have no clue where he saw a dog on campus, but if he did then all the girls wearing shorts as panties should leave.

What ever happened to being respectful to people?  If you're doing something wrong, don't get offended by it.  There is a reason why people are telling you that you are wrong, because maybe your parents didn't raise you right.  It's not parenting when you put an iPhone or iPad in front of a baby and have it watch cartoons all day.  Yeah, that's good parenting.  You let your kids run around and scream in a store while you're just shopping away.  That's good parenting.  I swear, there should be a requirement for people who want to have kids or expecting.  If they fail a test, they get a free abortion.  Done deal.

Some people change, even if you've known them for a long time

Happy New Year...!  It's like the iPhone 5s.. The S stands for "Same shit."  I felt that the holidays weren't really "the holidays."  It came and went and here we are in January.  I would have thought that being in school would make me more appreciative of the holidays because I get a break from Dec. 20 to Jan. 1.  I guess because I got sick during that time and didn't get to do the holiday outings that people do.  Honestly, it felt just another day or week for me.  Though I have been noticing that people that I know, and don't, can be really stupid most of the times...

Social media is a window to have everyone see how you are, or not.  Most of the time, it brings out the worst in people.  You log into the site.  You see your page feed.  You see pictures with captions.  Then  you see something that is posted by someone that you have known in your younger years.  They are complaining that their kids have no respect and they don't help out.  You give your "friendly" opinion, because that is what social media sites are for right?  Giving friends a hand on what is going on with their lives.  It seems that your opinion doesn't go well on what your friend is reading, and you notice you don't see them on your stream anymore.  Hrmm.  Guess can't take help well or it isn't what they wanted to hear.

Another thing that I notice is that people would be posting things that are offensive to others.  Just because THEY aren't offended by it, doesn't mean that OTHERS won't be too.  It's more worse when this person is in the medical field and they take health problems of their patients and make it a joke.  "We work in the medical field, we have to have humor in our job because we work 12+ hours with these people!"  Well tough titties.  If you find yourself surrounded by people who are sick, don't go back to the nurses corral and make jokes of the sicknesses.  Maybe you shouldn't be a nurse after all, if you make jokes about your patients.  This clearly shows that they don't like their job.

With these two on the top of my bitch fest this evening, I feel that just because I knew  people back then, doesn't mean that I still know them now.  Seeing these people after 10 years of being out of high school and seeing how they act or think disappoints me.  Typing condescending comments to just deleting people off their list because they said something wrong doesn't show signs of being an adult or even attempting on growing up.

Why do I have these people on my feed?  Good question.  Thanks for the memories of childhood.  Unfortunately you're still in it, and I don't need to see that.

Are you kidding me?

So I've been AFK for a while because I am going to school and working on campus.  (YES I CAN PAY MY CAR!  NO MORE MEETINGS AT THE UNEMPLOYMENT OFFICE!)

Ugh, anyway.  Still on the hunt for a better neighborhood that doesn't have ESL people and having loud stupid ass kids running around.  I am hoping that we find something soon.  My medication that I have been given is kinda working.  I want to sleep most of the day.  I guess that's good so I don't deal with bullshit, but since I'm going to school and work on campus, it's not going to fly very well if I suddenly start drooling at my desk while the phone is ringing.  Or if I'm snoring while in class and no one can pay attention to the instructor.

Yes, I'm still complaining about my living situation.  Got a Chinese Market on the left side of the house.  Got a single mom with 3 kids on the right side of the house.  Got a young Japanese family behind the house and I don't think the parents work.  Cause why?  They Japanese and they don't have to because they live in Hawaii, and the Japanese are so fucking superior than everyone else.  Just because they bombed Pearl Harbor and that the US bombed right back, I guess Hawaii has to be nice to them.

It doesn't help when the houses are less than 15 feet away from each other.  I'm sure the neighbors can hear me fart while I'm in the bathroom or burp after eating eat.  Usually that is probably the only noise that I make.  Everyone else yells, screams, runs around, drags shit on the concrete, rudely looking in to our bedroom because our door is open.  It's fucking hot if you don't open up any windows or the doors.  So I'm enduring the consequences of having the door open for the cool breeze to come through, and having the neighbor kids peering into my bedroom.  Already got the Japanese boys just staring at us for no reason.  Who knows if they peer from their bedroom to hopefully catch me change behind the curtain.  UGH!!  That is so creepy!!

Chinese market have been quiet for what it seems now.  I just batchi that right now, fuck!  One of the sons got a puppy for his wife.  Great.. A yippy puppy that barks and bites the wife.  That means it doesn't like you!  Why get a puppy when it doesn't listen and just barks at you all day and night?  Wow, their neighbors must not care if a dog is barking for more than an hour.  I fucking care!  I want to go over to their house and just step on the dog.  "There!  It's quiet now!"  I would want to slap everyone in that house because they are so stupid!  Not only they are stupid, the "adults" of the house don't know English.  How long have you lived on the island, and you can't FUCKING SPEAK/UNDERSTAND ENGLISH!??  Your kids know English.  what you don't want to learn?  Go fucking back to China then!!

The kids on the other side with the single mom haven't really got me until now.  The oldest boy has a pellet gun and started shooting at something.  I get annoyed and tell him to stop.  I said it politely by the way.  So he stopped.  But it's more annoying when you get the younger kids.  The little girl starts to drag the plastic slide up to the clothes line pole so she can't "try" to be a pole dancer?  I don't know.  Then you got the other young boy trying to ride his fake Razor scooter around the truck and the plastic slide and around the little pole dancer.  Lots of commotion going on.  My dad is "trying" to rest in his room, but his room is on the same side as where they are playing.  I don't know what else to do, so I start washing clothes and just start talking loud.  "Jesus fucking christ, are you kidding me?  They can't play at the fucking park?"  My boyfriend, who is trying not to have me flip out (too late) is trying to take the clothes from me so he can wash them.  "No, you tell them to shut the hell up!  Someone is trying to sleep in this fucking house"!  I throw the basket to the side and it makes a loud SNAP sound on the concrete.  The commotion of the kids stop.  (Oh was that all I had to do?  Make a loud noise and all of you stop?)  My boyfriend goes over and says something, which I'm hoping it goes along with "please keep it down", but with no swearing.

It's fucking hot in this house because all the windows are closed except for the back one.  Got 2 fans going, and my throat is getting sore.  UGH!!!  Sweet baby fucking Jesus.  Why do you like fucking me in the ass for?  What have I done to you?  Why you make stupid people follow me around!?

FML.

There's no such thing as being "neighborly"

Moved into a house a couple of months ago, after living in an awful apartments for 2 years.  What joy I had when we got the keys to a house.  Hoping that this new environment will be better than it was, I spoke too soon.
The first couple of nights where horrible.  At midnight, the neighbors' phone would ring, and all of a sudden a flood of Chinese would be pouring out of the house, into the bedroom where my boyfriend and I slept, and probably out into the street.  It was excruciating!  At midnight of all hours!  By the third night we had enough.  After arguing with my boyfriend that this isn't right and it's so inconsiderate, we put on our slippers and marched next door.  Mind you that the only thing you can hear are the wind and loud Chinese.  We banged on the side of the house.  A young boy, under 25 answered the door.  We implored that his mom is way too loud and that it's late in the night.  The boy yells out, "Mom!  The neighbors said that you're too loud!" A small old chinese lady comes to the door, with a cordless phone and says "sorie, I'm on long distance with China."  Oh my god!  My boyfriend repeats that she's too loud.  She says sorie (sorry) again and we leave.  I hope too much, for I had thought that THAT would be the end of it.
Throughout the short months of us living in this house and area, it had gotten worse.  Our landlord was fixing up another house behind us for another tenant.  The noise of power tools didn't really bother me for some odd reason.  One day while hanging clothes, my boyfriend and I hear from next door, "IM HOME NIGGAH!  IM HOME!!  YEAH!!"  Apparently it was the young boy who answered the door when we told his mom to shut the fuck up.  Perplexed and feeling my blood pressure rise, I wanted to throw a rock at the house.  And I'm not African American.  But if we were, would have dropped kicked his ass and he would stay down because he would knocked the fuck out.  It was ok because our landlord was here. Unfortunately he didn't hear the "chiggah" for I think he doesn't even know what niggah is.  My boyfriend goes over and tells him what had happened.  He comes back and says that the landlord is going over to the house.  Oh good, now I can hang my clothes in peace.  A few minutes later I hear the garble of Chinese and a car leaving.  Oh, so they leave.  Good I guess?  No, of course not.
One night, my boyfriend and I come home after having dinner, and we see the husband that lives next door.  Guess he was taking a night stroll around the block.  My boyfriend sees him and says "hello."  The man just smiled.  "Do you speak English?"  Shakes his head, and walks away into the house.  Oh great!  God knows how long he has been living on the island, and doesn't know a spot of English!??
After a course of yelling and arguing, we decided to write them a letter.  The son knows English, so hopefully he would translate it to his parents.  The letter consisted of us explaining that we would want to live in a peace full area and that if the arguing continues, we will be forced to record and call the police on them.  The next morning, my boyfriend slips the letter in the mailbox as the old man watched for he was confused on why this white man is putting something in the mailbox.
We had thought that it got through to them that we weren't playing around about the noise issue.  A couple of times I would hear yelling and then a SHHHHHHH after.  Didn't matter, I hit record on my iphone.  But what happened next really drove me up the wall.
It was about 6:30 pm and were finishing up on dinner, when all of a sudden loud Chinese erupted from next door.  You got Chinese mixed with F bombs left and right.  Our living room window can see right through the boys room.  I go over and I see him go in his room all frustrated, throwing his hands up in the air and looking at the ceiling.  He goes out again and more Chinese and F bombs come out.  Oh that's it!!  Though, after arguing with my boyfriend to finally call the cops, he reluctantly dialed 911.  While the noise continued I hit record on my iphone and set it on the window jalousie.  I walked away attempting to get ready to take a shower.  When I was done, I didn't hear anything.  I got dressed and went into the living room again.  Being frustrated with my boyfriend that he didn't want to call the cops in the first place, because I DONT KNOW, and saying what was the point of writing that letter anyway?  As I walked to the kitchen I see 2 cars with blue lights park in front of our house.  Oh, they actually came!  The police actually came!  (Where were you in the area that I was living in before, when I called you guys saying that the neighbors' kid is throwing crap at house?  WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU!??)
2 cops walk over next door.  KNOCK KNOCK.  For a moment I was praying, and I don't pray, that this would the be final act of the toxic Chinese family.   Having the authorities tell them to stop and keep it down.
It went well for a while.  Until I got a alarm clock of loud Chinese talking.  My boyfriend had left for work in the morning already, but I immediately called him and exploded on the phone.  "What the fuck?  It's not even 10 and she talking loud.  I don't need a fucking alarm clock with her talking.  Chinese people don't give a fuck if they are talking loud.  Here's the thing, YOU AINT IN CHINA ANYMORE!  Do you even know what time it is?  Do you even know how fucking close our houses are?  I guess not, because you guys are fucking stupid!"  I see the old lady walk around the house.  "Can you keep it down please?"  She ignores and continues to walk into the house.  "Oh my god, she just fucking ignored me like she doesn't know English.  What the fuck is your problem?  We can fucking hear you, and I know that YOU can fucking hear me!"  I'm ranting on the phone with my boyfriend when all of a sudden the old man appears from the back door.  He's eating papaya from a huge bowl, just looking at me. "Oh hey, can you tell your wife she's too loud.  Do you know what time it is?  I guess not huh?!"  He stares at me like I'm the crazy one.  He turns around, walks in the house, and closes the door.
What the fuck!??
Here's the thing.  We just moved in, didn't have time to do the intro with everyone.  But with all this going on, I don't want to anymore.  I wonder how the other house on the other side of the Chinese feel about them yelling everyday.  I guess they don't care, because they don't want to be "rude" and being "niele". Nosy for people who don't know Hawaiian, and I'm not even Hawaiian!
I have Chinese blood in me, mixed with Filipino and Spanish.  I know that Spanish have high blood, and I know that Chinese have it too.  I forgot to mention that my father is also living with us.  He can relate on how loud Chinese people can be.  His grandmother was full Chinese for Christ sake.  But he isn't the type to go out side and tell people how it is.  Oh no, that's for me to do, though he gets upset when I do.  I'm not trying to be a tyrant and want to point fingers at anyone, but if you're loud, I'm going to tell you to shut the hell up.  We all don't need to know what issues you have in your house or your life.  It gets to a point where people NEED to be told to be considerate of others.  But then people don't like being told what to do.  Fine.  I will continue to call the cops on my neighbors when I hear arguing along with F bombs.  I really don't care if I get stink looks from them when I go out side my house.  I am not wrong when I called the cops on them.  It shows that I'm fed up with the bullshit they pull every day.  I'm not playing around.  To be honest, this whole house and area is half the reason why I'm on medication.  I would like to slap her in the face with my medication bill, because all this stress is killing me.  Here's the thing, when she starts going ape shit, I so hope she has a heart attack and dies!  But in all seriousness, I don't feel comfortable here.  I don't care if people tell me, "Chinese people talk loud, it's how they are!"  Ok.  So, criminals can go around killing people, because that's how they are?
There is no such thing as being neighborly anymore.
I feel that there is some kind of force that follows me where ever I go.  Maybe this is karma telling me, "I don't give a fuck what you do, I'm going to fuck your life in any shape or form!"  Thanks a lot Karma.  No wonder you're a fucking bitch!

What a way to annoy me.

So, Dragon lady is sitting out side of her house (our living room side), yappin away for 2 hours to China.  What a way to annoy me huh?  You have every fucking rite to talk on the phone.  But you have no fucking rite to talk where we are in.  The houses are so close together, I could swear that they can hear us fart next door.  But here is the thing; why talk on this side of the house?  To annoy the shit out of me?  You feel that the neighbors on the opposite side don't need to hear your ugly ass grabber?  Possibly.  So much for thinking that she has took some pills and doesn't yell anymore.  But she needs something to realize, that the houses are too close to each other, AND WE ALL CAN HEAR HER!  Since moving here, it's been nothing but bullshit and horrible things.  The house is nice.  Small, but nice.  The only things I can't stand is, is that I'm fucking surrounded by ESL!  If you come to a country that is not your own, you fucking learn the language.  Don't assume that people here talk the way you do and understand.  You're in the wrong ass area!

So much for trying to relax back in the valley.  Have to come back to bullshit anyway.  

Have compassion! Karma is going to come back to you!

Karma already has me on speed dial.  This is how I express my anger and frustration with people;  I rant, I swear, I yell, I take a pic or two, and bash them.  I really don't care if they "don't know what they are doing" bit.  If no one is telling them, how are they going to know?
I had to honk and yell at some girl wearing a truckers hat, driving a Pilot.  Why did I honk and yell at her?  Because she was texting and driving at the same time.  With all the PSA's that people make on TV or on radio, NO ONE IS FUCKING LISTENING!  I really don't care if I took a pic of her car's plate and posted it.  I hope someone on my friends list recognize it and tell her, "Hey, saw your car on ********, you shouldn't be texting and driving at the same time."  I remember watching morning news and they were showing that people still text and drive, with the camera showing their faces in their car, with their phone up to their face.  Good job TV station camera guy!  You just caught 4 people texting and driving on the morning news and would possibly be aired on the night news.  So, if karma is going to come back for people who do things to strangers, is the camera guy suffering?  Probably not.  He's doing everyone a favor and showing these people, who he caught on camera, doing something that "you're not supposed to be doing".

I didn't know that compassion is like a religion;  either you got it don't.  HAHA  I don't know, these past couple of days I've seen posts about people being mean to each other and that the people who are being mean, should be crucified because they are being mean.  So there's only ONE side to the story?  What about the person "being mean"?  What are they feeling from their end?  I should know.  I say what is wrong, but people don't give a fuck on what I say because I'm "so mean".  What I say about people or the situation, people think that I'm making trouble or being the "old mean lady".  There's a reason for everything.  Doesn't matter if you're compassionate or not.  It's ok for people to NOT agree on what YOU say.  It's NOT OK to blame people like us, that we aren't helping the situation.  We are!  We are telling you from OUR point of view.  I'm going to take the recent news about a kid who died from doing the Back To The Future bit on his skateboard.  He was being towed from the behind.. something happened.  He fell, went to the hospital, he's dead now.  Yes it is very tragic, but what the fuck made him do it?  Drugs?  Alcohol?  Being so stupid, that he ends up being dead?  Possibly all three factors here.  I do not give the sympathy card to stupid people.

I am entitled to my own god damn opinion about things, and so are others.  But I don't give a fucking rats ass when you call me "rude" or "mean".  That's your opinion.  Thank you very much for that.  As for you, I don't fucking care.