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My Toast at Eric’s Wedding July 30, 2009

Posted by Patrick in Life, School.
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This is the toast as it was originally written. As I was delivering it, I found that it was going much longer than I had anticipated, and quickly cut to the final few paragraphs. But for those who might be interested, here’s the entirety of what I was planning on saying.

So first off, I need to apologize. Eric had the amazing idea to leave this very important toast in the hands of his best friend, an antisocial engineer. You have no idea how nervous I’ve been, even Father Jude asked before the ceremony why Eric was so calm, yet I looked like a nervous wreck.

Everyone here that knows Eric, is already well aware that we’ve been friends for around ten years. After five years or so, I had thought I’d already watched him go through the good and the bad that life has to offer, but boy was I wrong. Once he got to know Cristina, he became a new man.

I really couldn’t help but mention Scranton at least once. The University of Scranton itself might be just another college, but for Eric, Cristina, myself, and many others in this room, it’s the place where we truly learned who were are, and how to enjoy life.

In high school, three people had a Thursday night ritual. Eric, TJ and I would cruise around in Eric’s Nissan, from West Side to wherever the road would take us. It was tradition; you might even say it was legendary. Then, a few years later, I began a new tradition; three people once again, this time, Cristina, Liz and I. We’d stay up watching Must See Tv, specifically Friends and ER. Truth is, I really hadn’t cared about those shows before I knew Liz and Cristina, I really just considered it an opportunity to spend time with some great friends.

So then when two of my favorite Thursday night friends finally got together, I couldn’t be happier. I still remember when Eric first asked for advice about Cristina. He might not remember, but he was driving down Mulberry Street, and mentioned his feelings for her as we talked about how hard it might be when she’s in Spain for the summer. I’m not sure exactly what I suggested, but the short version was that Cristina was an amazing person, and he couldn’t go wrong in trying.

So the next few years passed, just the same way you might read in a fairy tale. And I’m positive that every Scranton student here, are not only excited, but expected this day to come.

Marriage is a magical experience, and I couldn’t think of two happier, more deserving people, than Eric and Cristina to share it with one another. To single people like myself, you’re an inspiration, and to the married couples out there, you’re a beautiful reminder. And for that, we all thank you. Best wishes and God bless!

Cheers!

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Is it mid june already? June 16, 2009

Posted by Patrick in Life, School, Work.
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So after reading Mindy’s latest post about bloggers fading away, I decided it was time for me to start writing again. I’ve been quite recently, because I feel like I’m just in a funk. In a funk is, probably a nice way of saying “almost depressed”. And I hate the idea of blogging while in a bad mood, it’s worse than drinking.

So why the funk? Well things were good for awhile, I was really busy with work. So I found myself a little too tired after work to write. That’s cool though, everyone has busy times. Now I made some money, and bought myself an iPod Touch which I was really excited about. Then work began to slow down. Instead of my brother having me work for him 30 hrs a week, it drooped to 10, then pretty much none.  So for the last few weeks, I’ve been at home way to much. It’s quite boring, and so I’ve been jumping at the opportunity to go out once in awhile. Then going out leads to spending money, money that I didn’t have coming in anymore. So now I’m very broke, with an insurance payment due yesterday, and I need to put $100 deposit down for eric’s bachelor party.

In other parts of my life, I really need to get out some last minute transfer applications to schools. They’re already late, but after not being accepted last year, the fear of rejection again is holding me back. I just need to sit down and drink a few beers and fill out the forms I need to online.

So what’s left? Money = fail, school = not so hot, girls = ? Lol, this is always a fun topic. I’m single, by choice you might say, but more like a narcissistic choice. Because I’m so uncertain of where I’ll be in the fall, I don’t want to find myself attached to someone in Scranton, just to move 1-4 hours away in August. And on top of that, I’m just not happy with where I am in life. I’m 25 now, and still trying to find a way to pay for and get through undergrad. At 25 most people are looking for someone who has their life setup by now, not someone who’s as far through college as a 20 year old normally is.

So I try and take solace in the fact that someday soon eventually I’ll be finished with school, and on the same professional level as people I might be interested in. Of course who’ll be left in the dating pool by then? Are there a lot of single 28 yr old girls who haven’t had a few kids yet? Alright, enough with pessimistic speculation. This post was already way to somber for me.

So any advice for me? I just need to shake this mood off, and haven’t been able to.

College = The Climb? May 14, 2009

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So most of the people in the Blogosphere are people that only know me for what I post in my blog, so let me catch you up on how college is going for me. To give you the short version, I went to the University of Scranton for 2 years and put myself in ~$12k worth of debt. Then since I couldn’t pay them, they wouldn’t let me take more classes. So a few years down the road in 06 I saved up some money to go back to school, but had to start over. I had to start over though, at Broome Community College. I learned that in NY state community colleges are a lot more serious and most of them even have engineering programs. So now I have about 2 years left, and will finish them up either at Binghamton University or University of Buffalo. Both schools in the SUNY system. Buffalo is a lot farther away, but distance shouldn’t be that important.

Anyways, that whole chunk of information was just to get you up to speed. College for me has been this long journey and taking much more time that it should someone who didn’t have to work so hard to pay for everything. Its been a nonstop battle with loans and financial aid departments. Most students have trouble with tests, projects, picking a major, but for me it’s all about a struggle to pay for things. I look forward to the classes, even the annoying ones because I know what its like to not be able to take them.

The point of this post, (yes there is one) is that I can’t help but relate to Miley Cyrus’s ‘The Climb’. It doesn’t feel natural to be so connected to a song sung by a 16 year old. She didn’t write the song though, and it’s really just the lyrics that mean a lot to me. So am I crazy? Have you ever felt connected to a song that you weren’t super proud of. Let me hear your thoughts!

I can almost see it.
That dream I’m dreamin
But there’s a voice inside my head saying
“you’ll never reach it”.

(more…)

13 shot dead, within eyesight of my old bus stop April 3, 2009

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front_page On most days I feel like a crappy blogger, since I never seem to have much to talk about. I tend to browse online for prompts to give me some ideas. Sadly, today all I needed to do was turn on the TV. I follow the news quite often, more then most I bet. I moved out of my old APT last June, but odds are I’ll still be moving back to the Binghamton area this fall. Hearing the news, the first thing I worried about was if it was at any of the schools in the area. First reports just mentioned it being at a civic center. At first I wasn’t sure where it was, because I didn’t know the place by name. Once they put up a picture though, I knew exactly where it was. I saw it nearly every day.

aptThat’s less than a half mile away. It took me about 45 minutes to get there when I needed to catch the bus. The actual bus stop was at the end of North St, but trust me it was close enough. FoxNews only had a few pictures they were cycling through during the early reports. One of the pictures was of the sign that told me where to catch the #7 bus. Because the business of the building, immigration, I didn’t know anyone involved. Front St, the location of the shooting, is the same street that my school is on. Granted, they’re a few miles apart, but the exact same street.

I only hope that society gets out of this mindset of hurting others when you can’t live your life anymore. And I look forward to waking up tomorrow and not having anything important to post about. Maybe something small and nearly pointless like blogs should be.

here we go, here we go, here we go again September 16, 2008

Posted by Patrick in School, Work.
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So my first post was supposed to be an intro post, about me, what to expect, all that crap. Well, I don’t know what you should expect, other that my thoughts. So lets get right to it!

What’s new today? I lost my job, well, I didn’t lose it, haha I know where it went. Anyways, for those of you who didn’t know I was working in an awkward situation for an ex’s parents. I was surprised the job lasted a year longer than the relationship, but all things must come to an end. (Notice the lack of ‘good’) It was a nice job, web development, but the pay was sub-par and I at times the stress level was high.

So what am I up to lately? Trying to be a good student, I’ve done a bad job of that over the last week, but there’s 12 or so weeks in a semester so I can still make it up right? I figure the Giants lost their first two weeks last season, and it all worked out for them right? Oh well, I’m transferring before these grades get posted, so I guess you can call it ‘senoritis’. 

So that’s it for now, I’ve got more to talk about later on. I’m not as clever and witty as MinD, nor do I have the politicaly motivated rauncyness of Tom, but hey, it’s a start right? What do you expect from an engineer?