Dear Friends,
As I sit here thinking about what's to come in my life, I am scared of what is going to happen. I have been doing everything to keep my mind off the unknown but that's hard because I am use to knowing what's to come. So as I prepare to get through Christmas and New Year's, I have to wonder if this is the year that things will go right or if I gotta struggle. Why do I have to go through hell every other year? I am noticing if I don't go through hell every other year, my life is more chaotic.
So what's to come? I wish I knew. I want to go somewhere that is mines and relax. I am not going to any place that is mines. I am going to places where I have to be paranoid and cautious. I hate living without. I hate being homeless. I hate the choices I made. I live with my choices but I hate that while I struggle, those who try to hurt me profit from my fall from grace. I am tired period. My soul won't let me quit because growing up in Detroit, you cannot afford to give up. You can bitch but not give up.
Eugene Chandler III
Friday, December 3, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
December To Remember 2010: 48 Hours of Madness
Dear Friends,
Well I had an interesting couple of days. I usually don't share exactly what's going on with my life because I hate for people to worry but people worry regardless. So what happened to cause all these changes in 48 hours? Here goes the story:
Since October 28th, I have been bouncing around sleeping different places because I left where I was staying at with my now ex girlfriend. So for the last month, I was sleeping on couches, chairs, and other places for the night. I'm use to this because I been in this situation before. So for the most part, I been bouncing around and trying to get myself together. So on Monday, I ran out of places to sleep at. I was upset and angry. I lost it for the most part. So on Tuesday, I was without a warm place to go. It was ironic that the cold weather hit on Tuesday. So instead of running to a shelter or even asking for help, I decided to walk around Monroe. At first, I should have found places to get out of the cold instead of staying up all night but I chose to stay up all night. So my first stop was Meijers. Now I love to go to places like Meijers that are open 24 hours because you see alot of students and insomniacs walk around for hours looking around and shopping. So I spent about two hours in Meijers walking around. I watched the promo videos, looked at clothes, and keeping busy until 3am. Then I walked to Walgreens. That was a fun trek because I was trying to kill time. Walgreens was a quick trip because I was getting bored at Meijers. So from there, I went to WalMart and really had fun. I walked through almost every aisle grabbing random items. I was excited that they did have the MJ game. I was also having fun trying to stay awake and not out in the cold. So it was close to 5am when I left Walmart. During my walks, I prayed for myself and others. I also had ideals for different things. When 6am came, I was in McDonald's drinking my warm hot chocolate. As the warm liquid filled my belly, I made it throught the night but I was loopy all day. I actually caught myself close to passing out. I actually took naps most of the day. I did made it through.
So did I learn anything doing this? I am human and need to rest. I also need to stop being scared to ask for help. It is not being prideful, I hate people worrying about me. I also hate people pittying me. I am all better and also will be getting help somehow. For now, I am counting on some things to come through. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Well I had an interesting couple of days. I usually don't share exactly what's going on with my life because I hate for people to worry but people worry regardless. So what happened to cause all these changes in 48 hours? Here goes the story:
Since October 28th, I have been bouncing around sleeping different places because I left where I was staying at with my now ex girlfriend. So for the last month, I was sleeping on couches, chairs, and other places for the night. I'm use to this because I been in this situation before. So for the most part, I been bouncing around and trying to get myself together. So on Monday, I ran out of places to sleep at. I was upset and angry. I lost it for the most part. So on Tuesday, I was without a warm place to go. It was ironic that the cold weather hit on Tuesday. So instead of running to a shelter or even asking for help, I decided to walk around Monroe. At first, I should have found places to get out of the cold instead of staying up all night but I chose to stay up all night. So my first stop was Meijers. Now I love to go to places like Meijers that are open 24 hours because you see alot of students and insomniacs walk around for hours looking around and shopping. So I spent about two hours in Meijers walking around. I watched the promo videos, looked at clothes, and keeping busy until 3am. Then I walked to Walgreens. That was a fun trek because I was trying to kill time. Walgreens was a quick trip because I was getting bored at Meijers. So from there, I went to WalMart and really had fun. I walked through almost every aisle grabbing random items. I was excited that they did have the MJ game. I was also having fun trying to stay awake and not out in the cold. So it was close to 5am when I left Walmart. During my walks, I prayed for myself and others. I also had ideals for different things. When 6am came, I was in McDonald's drinking my warm hot chocolate. As the warm liquid filled my belly, I made it throught the night but I was loopy all day. I actually caught myself close to passing out. I actually took naps most of the day. I did made it through.
So did I learn anything doing this? I am human and need to rest. I also need to stop being scared to ask for help. It is not being prideful, I hate people worrying about me. I also hate people pittying me. I am all better and also will be getting help somehow. For now, I am counting on some things to come through. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Thursday, November 25, 2010
November To Remember: Living Without
Dear Friends,
As I look out into the outside world, it is cloudy and dark. I have been saying for years that I look at life like if I wear sunglasses. I am not a cheery person. I am not a perky person. I look at life in a realistic view. I did not have a silver spoon in my mouth. I was born into this world poor and black. I relate to those who have nothing and came into this world with nothing. I might joke about people begging for money but those who are begging to eat not help their addiction or get a drink, I think about. I was among them. People who beg have no pride left to hold on to. I have no pride left. When you have lived in shelters and had to endure humiliation and regret, you lose pride.
I might not have traveled the world but I have traveled. I can tell people about going without. I have gone without for years. Most people can say they have a family, kids, work, career, and material things. I can say that I have nothing but the ideals in my head and the memories of mistakes. Most people would think that I'm being negative but to those who have, can you honestly say you been without? Can you remember when you had to endure life at a disadvantage? If you can say that to me, let me know then help those who don't have anything.
Eugene Chandler III
As I look out into the outside world, it is cloudy and dark. I have been saying for years that I look at life like if I wear sunglasses. I am not a cheery person. I am not a perky person. I look at life in a realistic view. I did not have a silver spoon in my mouth. I was born into this world poor and black. I relate to those who have nothing and came into this world with nothing. I might joke about people begging for money but those who are begging to eat not help their addiction or get a drink, I think about. I was among them. People who beg have no pride left to hold on to. I have no pride left. When you have lived in shelters and had to endure humiliation and regret, you lose pride.
I might not have traveled the world but I have traveled. I can tell people about going without. I have gone without for years. Most people can say they have a family, kids, work, career, and material things. I can say that I have nothing but the ideals in my head and the memories of mistakes. Most people would think that I'm being negative but to those who have, can you honestly say you been without? Can you remember when you had to endure life at a disadvantage? If you can say that to me, let me know then help those who don't have anything.
Eugene Chandler III
November To Remember: Thanksgiving Thoughts
Dear Friends,
Ususally I don't say much around the holidays but I had to say something. So it is thanksgiving but it is not the same to me. As I explain it in a previous blog, this holiday is kind of a lost cause. I try to be alone so I don't worry about people pitying me. However, I have people pitying me anyways. Most people think of stuff to be thankful for. I am thinking about people like me who are alone. I have been to shelters and seen what this holidays does to people who have no family or loved ones. Those people I can relate to more than those who have alot.
So what now? Am I going to have a happy thanksgiving? No I am not. Do I have something to be thankful for? Not really. Most people say their kids, work, or something positive. Well I have not seen my son in a long while, so I cannot say him. I am barely working, so I won't be thankful of work. All my thanksgivings will not be until 2011. So this year is a bust. While others are happy to see family and friends. I will be alone. Alone with my thoughts and what's to come in my life.
Eugene Chandler III
Ususally I don't say much around the holidays but I had to say something. So it is thanksgiving but it is not the same to me. As I explain it in a previous blog, this holiday is kind of a lost cause. I try to be alone so I don't worry about people pitying me. However, I have people pitying me anyways. Most people think of stuff to be thankful for. I am thinking about people like me who are alone. I have been to shelters and seen what this holidays does to people who have no family or loved ones. Those people I can relate to more than those who have alot.
So what now? Am I going to have a happy thanksgiving? No I am not. Do I have something to be thankful for? Not really. Most people say their kids, work, or something positive. Well I have not seen my son in a long while, so I cannot say him. I am barely working, so I won't be thankful of work. All my thanksgivings will not be until 2011. So this year is a bust. While others are happy to see family and friends. I will be alone. Alone with my thoughts and what's to come in my life.
Eugene Chandler III
November To Remember: Remembering Why?
Dear Friends,
So as I prepare for this weekend, I already shared why I hate and dread this time of the year. Some people think I am bei ng melodramatic because it is the holidays. I suffer from depression. So why in the hell would I be happy about the end of the year? I might be living in the country but I am not that festive. I am not trying to spread holiday cheer. I'm not trying to ruin others festive mood but do I have to explain why I am not festive. So you know why I hate this time of the year? Well I explained part of it with the ex and the cops. The other part is simple. Basically a tradition ended a couple years ago. My great aunt was the one to do Thanksgiving. Christmas is a different story that I will explain during christmas eve. My great aunt had parkinson's disease and other ailments. So before she got sick, that was the end of Thanksgiving.
Well as I think about people that celebrate with families, I tend to be alone during this time of the year. That's because I think after my great aunt getting sick, I just try to get to the beginning of the new year. I am happy to see this year end because it started off on the foot. I keep thinking that I keep doing the same thing over and over with my life and with my love life. Get hurt, move on, find someone new, fall for them then see the first part. I said that I was happier away from Detroit. I said that because I was under the assumption of love. I will get through this year but it will be hard. So for those who wanted to know, there you go.
Eugene Chandler III
So as I prepare for this weekend, I already shared why I hate and dread this time of the year. Some people think I am bei ng melodramatic because it is the holidays. I suffer from depression. So why in the hell would I be happy about the end of the year? I might be living in the country but I am not that festive. I am not trying to spread holiday cheer. I'm not trying to ruin others festive mood but do I have to explain why I am not festive. So you know why I hate this time of the year? Well I explained part of it with the ex and the cops. The other part is simple. Basically a tradition ended a couple years ago. My great aunt was the one to do Thanksgiving. Christmas is a different story that I will explain during christmas eve. My great aunt had parkinson's disease and other ailments. So before she got sick, that was the end of Thanksgiving.
Well as I think about people that celebrate with families, I tend to be alone during this time of the year. That's because I think after my great aunt getting sick, I just try to get to the beginning of the new year. I am happy to see this year end because it started off on the foot. I keep thinking that I keep doing the same thing over and over with my life and with my love life. Get hurt, move on, find someone new, fall for them then see the first part. I said that I was happier away from Detroit. I said that because I was under the assumption of love. I will get through this year but it will be hard. So for those who wanted to know, there you go.
Eugene Chandler III
November To Remember: Black Sheep
Dear Friends,
So the other day, I was talking to someone about being the black sheep of the family. Now I never consider that when I speak of myself. Until I think about my father and his family. On my mother's side, I am not considered as that but I think I am with my father and his family. The only reason why I think that is because I'm not mentioned much in my father's family. I am named after my father and grandfather but that's all I got. Since I spent most of my life with my mom, my father is a mystery to me. Not only that but my father has been happily married to my step mother for years. He had another son and daughter. Am I close to them? Not really. I was bought up as an only child. I do claim them as my brother and sister. My step mother had a son before she married my father and he's more of a son than I am. I'm not feeling bad but this futher my point.
As I sit here and think about all this, I wonder if that's what my label is with my father's family. After all, I missed both my grandfather's and grandmother's funeral because I could not make it but how I would be received. When my great aunt died, I said she was more of a grandparent to me. Well I remember my namesake (my grandfather) and remember how he would have fun playing with me as a kid. Do I have memories of that with my father? Not really because I remember my father getting me from my mom but we never did anything together. I spent most of my time with my stepmother, and her kids.Again, I am asking myself the question: Am I the black sheep?
While looking up the definition of a black sheep, I came across the fact that it has a negative meaning. I know that applies to me because even though I have my father's name, I am less like my father. I share his name, I share his way of learning anything technological but that's it. When I told him that he's a grandfather, it was kind of too late. My half sister had a son and her son had kids. So I can say now that I am a black sheep of my father's family. I have not been around them ever. I barely know them. I am 32 years old but feel like I'm six and learning my family. I know almost all my mother's family. I am almost invisible with my dad's family. I know my father's family will read this and contact me. So before you react to this, can you honestly say to me you know me? No. Do I know you? No. So now what?
Eugene Chandler III
So the other day, I was talking to someone about being the black sheep of the family. Now I never consider that when I speak of myself. Until I think about my father and his family. On my mother's side, I am not considered as that but I think I am with my father and his family. The only reason why I think that is because I'm not mentioned much in my father's family. I am named after my father and grandfather but that's all I got. Since I spent most of my life with my mom, my father is a mystery to me. Not only that but my father has been happily married to my step mother for years. He had another son and daughter. Am I close to them? Not really. I was bought up as an only child. I do claim them as my brother and sister. My step mother had a son before she married my father and he's more of a son than I am. I'm not feeling bad but this futher my point.
As I sit here and think about all this, I wonder if that's what my label is with my father's family. After all, I missed both my grandfather's and grandmother's funeral because I could not make it but how I would be received. When my great aunt died, I said she was more of a grandparent to me. Well I remember my namesake (my grandfather) and remember how he would have fun playing with me as a kid. Do I have memories of that with my father? Not really because I remember my father getting me from my mom but we never did anything together. I spent most of my time with my stepmother, and her kids.Again, I am asking myself the question: Am I the black sheep?
While looking up the definition of a black sheep, I came across the fact that it has a negative meaning. I know that applies to me because even though I have my father's name, I am less like my father. I share his name, I share his way of learning anything technological but that's it. When I told him that he's a grandfather, it was kind of too late. My half sister had a son and her son had kids. So I can say now that I am a black sheep of my father's family. I have not been around them ever. I barely know them. I am 32 years old but feel like I'm six and learning my family. I know almost all my mother's family. I am almost invisible with my dad's family. I know my father's family will read this and contact me. So before you react to this, can you honestly say to me you know me? No. Do I know you? No. So now what?
Eugene Chandler III
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
November To Remember: Remembering Lost Times
Dear Friend,
It was around this time five years ago my life changed not only for the better but also the worse. It was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving and I was not work. I was under the delusion that I was happy with my then girlfriend. What I did not know was she and her father plus the police were coming to not only ruin the day but a holiday as well. The week before this occured, we were having some issues but I assumed that we worked it out. (You know what happens when you assume?) So as I was about to watch the evening news, I hear sirens and cop cars coming around the corner. I though it was to arrest someone on the block but I later figured out they were coming for me. So three cops got out of one car and proceeded to come to the door. I was coming to answer it but they were already inside and up into the kitchen. I was shocked to see a cop tell me to freeze. I had my hands up and looking scared until I saw my ex and her father come up and she's telling them I was beating her. I was shocked to hear her say that but not shocked because she would do something like this. One cop pulls me off to the side and calmly say to me: "I will advise you to get your stuff packed ASAP." So I quickly pack my shit up and got it outside. (This is why I don't have alot of possesions. If you cannot carry it out in one trip, you will not be able to get out in time.) So while I was doing this, she was telling the cops that I was beating her and her dad grabs my keys telling me: "This is my daughter's place, so get the fuck out!" So by 6pm on a cold November night five years ago, my life changed.
After I went through that, I stayed with family. Those two days from Tuesday to Thanksgiving were hard. I could not believe this girl would do this to me but I'm glad she did because it made the next few months a transition to better things. I later got myself together and ended up living in Flint for a couple of years. Someone asked me about why I hate Thanksgiving. This was a big reason for that. I was kicked out of a warm place because this girl could not just break up with me, she had to get the cops involved. I wanted to sahre this story for one simple reason:
If you are in love, hope that what you are doing for that person makes them happy. If you are not happy with this person, then tell them and let your soon to be ex know rather than have the police do your dirty work.
I was reminded of this when my current ex told me she was not happy. I just decided to leave rather than to make a bad situation worse. I hated that time in my life but if things did not change then my life might have been a bad kind of different.
Eugene Chandler III
It was around this time five years ago my life changed not only for the better but also the worse. It was the Tuesday before Thanksgiving and I was not work. I was under the delusion that I was happy with my then girlfriend. What I did not know was she and her father plus the police were coming to not only ruin the day but a holiday as well. The week before this occured, we were having some issues but I assumed that we worked it out. (You know what happens when you assume?) So as I was about to watch the evening news, I hear sirens and cop cars coming around the corner. I though it was to arrest someone on the block but I later figured out they were coming for me. So three cops got out of one car and proceeded to come to the door. I was coming to answer it but they were already inside and up into the kitchen. I was shocked to see a cop tell me to freeze. I had my hands up and looking scared until I saw my ex and her father come up and she's telling them I was beating her. I was shocked to hear her say that but not shocked because she would do something like this. One cop pulls me off to the side and calmly say to me: "I will advise you to get your stuff packed ASAP." So I quickly pack my shit up and got it outside. (This is why I don't have alot of possesions. If you cannot carry it out in one trip, you will not be able to get out in time.) So while I was doing this, she was telling the cops that I was beating her and her dad grabs my keys telling me: "This is my daughter's place, so get the fuck out!" So by 6pm on a cold November night five years ago, my life changed.
After I went through that, I stayed with family. Those two days from Tuesday to Thanksgiving were hard. I could not believe this girl would do this to me but I'm glad she did because it made the next few months a transition to better things. I later got myself together and ended up living in Flint for a couple of years. Someone asked me about why I hate Thanksgiving. This was a big reason for that. I was kicked out of a warm place because this girl could not just break up with me, she had to get the cops involved. I wanted to sahre this story for one simple reason:
If you are in love, hope that what you are doing for that person makes them happy. If you are not happy with this person, then tell them and let your soon to be ex know rather than have the police do your dirty work.
I was reminded of this when my current ex told me she was not happy. I just decided to leave rather than to make a bad situation worse. I hated that time in my life but if things did not change then my life might have been a bad kind of different.
Eugene Chandler III
Thursday, November 18, 2010
November To Remember: Love Bites.
Dear Friends,
Before I begin this blog, please read what I posted on Facebook yesterday:
Dear God,
I said I'm not looking for someone to be in my life. I stop trying to find a wife. So why are you testing me? Why am I being given possibilities? I don't like having false hope. I love you and all but why now? I am already stressed with school and the thought of graduating. Thank you for these opportunities but... why me.
Aside from the fact that I need to use spell check more often, I said this because I have been plagued with the decision about love. I want to say I gave up on love but lately, that decision is coming to bite me on the ass. So I ask what to do? I am not bragging but I know something is going on when I am talking to people I wish could have been mines together with people who were mines but want me back. This is something I wish I could just figure out and move forward. Thank god, I live day to day.
Eugene Chandler III
Before I begin this blog, please read what I posted on Facebook yesterday:
Dear God,
I said I'm not looking for someone to be in my life. I stop trying to find a wife. So why are you testing me? Why am I being given possibilities? I don't like having false hope. I love you and all but why now? I am already stressed with school and the thought of graduating. Thank you for these opportunities but... why me.
Aside from the fact that I need to use spell check more often, I said this because I have been plagued with the decision about love. I want to say I gave up on love but lately, that decision is coming to bite me on the ass. So I ask what to do? I am not bragging but I know something is going on when I am talking to people I wish could have been mines together with people who were mines but want me back. This is something I wish I could just figure out and move forward. Thank god, I live day to day.
Eugene Chandler III
November To Remember: Progress Report
Dear Friends,
Well according to my calendar, we have one week until Thanksgiving. I usually don’t speak on the holiday but I figured I would take time out to say some things and let you know what’s going on with me. Some people don’t have twitter or facebook, so let me break down my life since the end of October:
I left my ex-girlfriend’s place (I took my name off the lease so she can be alone.) before Halloween. I had to leave because it was not only an awkward situation living with someone that did not love you and basically was not happy with you. The sick feeling I would get when I would come in the place made me almost lose my mind. She was probably feeling the same way plus she was too busy trying to date people I work with and people she wanted to get with before she met me.
Do I feel like shit because of this? I did but I realize that my life is not about her needs anymore. My life is about my goals in my life and what I want to do with my life. So up until October 28th, I was packing my stuff while going to school and being a college student. Am I happy it is over? When you end a relationship, it is never over but you forget with time. Unlike my other failed relationships, this one did not hurt me as bad and karma is a harsh bitch.
So what now? Well I am still alive and closer to getting my degree. I am happy but if you know me, you know that my happiness only last for a few simple moments. There will be blogs starting tomorrow. I think even with all the shit I have to do for classes, I need to let my feelings be known. So this is not the end only the beginning of more. One more thing: Vlogs will be back in December.
Eugene Chandler III
Well according to my calendar, we have one week until Thanksgiving. I usually don’t speak on the holiday but I figured I would take time out to say some things and let you know what’s going on with me. Some people don’t have twitter or facebook, so let me break down my life since the end of October:
I left my ex-girlfriend’s place (I took my name off the lease so she can be alone.) before Halloween. I had to leave because it was not only an awkward situation living with someone that did not love you and basically was not happy with you. The sick feeling I would get when I would come in the place made me almost lose my mind. She was probably feeling the same way plus she was too busy trying to date people I work with and people she wanted to get with before she met me.
Do I feel like shit because of this? I did but I realize that my life is not about her needs anymore. My life is about my goals in my life and what I want to do with my life. So up until October 28th, I was packing my stuff while going to school and being a college student. Am I happy it is over? When you end a relationship, it is never over but you forget with time. Unlike my other failed relationships, this one did not hurt me as bad and karma is a harsh bitch.
So what now? Well I am still alive and closer to getting my degree. I am happy but if you know me, you know that my happiness only last for a few simple moments. There will be blogs starting tomorrow. I think even with all the shit I have to do for classes, I need to let my feelings be known. So this is not the end only the beginning of more. One more thing: Vlogs will be back in December.
Eugene Chandler III
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Halloween Havoc Special Edition: My Future and My Happiness.
Dear Friends,
Usually I don't write unless it is something to be said but I am free. I am out on my own again. I am not living with my ex-girlfriend anymore. My current living situation is a mystery but I am happy to be free. I am still single but free to do what I want. Even though I should have moved out in August after she told me she was not happy with me, I had to wait until I got through some issues. So what's to come? I wish I could tell you but I know I can be myself again. I know some people were mad because I was calling my ex-girlfriend names and also making her look bad but the thing is that I was not calling her names. I was speaking the truth about her.
For the last three months, I have been going through a series of changes that I hope makes my life better. I might had to live with my ex-girlfriend, but I was also focused on school and also my life. I might have met some new people but I wanted to also be my old self. I use to do things and meet people. Now I can do that and more.
My future is not clear but I did overcome a big hurdle by moving out of the place I was sharing with my ex-girlfriend. I also can speak my mind without watching to see if she can read my thoughts. I am going to be able to get things done and be able to gain focus in my life again. I keep thinking about the first time I fell in love back in 1997. Before I found love, I was basically a nerd. I don't know what I am now but I am not the same man I was in 1997. More to come...
Eugene Chandler III
Usually I don't write unless it is something to be said but I am free. I am out on my own again. I am not living with my ex-girlfriend anymore. My current living situation is a mystery but I am happy to be free. I am still single but free to do what I want. Even though I should have moved out in August after she told me she was not happy with me, I had to wait until I got through some issues. So what's to come? I wish I could tell you but I know I can be myself again. I know some people were mad because I was calling my ex-girlfriend names and also making her look bad but the thing is that I was not calling her names. I was speaking the truth about her.
For the last three months, I have been going through a series of changes that I hope makes my life better. I might had to live with my ex-girlfriend, but I was also focused on school and also my life. I might have met some new people but I wanted to also be my old self. I use to do things and meet people. Now I can do that and more.
My future is not clear but I did overcome a big hurdle by moving out of the place I was sharing with my ex-girlfriend. I also can speak my mind without watching to see if she can read my thoughts. I am going to be able to get things done and be able to gain focus in my life again. I keep thinking about the first time I fell in love back in 1997. Before I found love, I was basically a nerd. I don't know what I am now but I am not the same man I was in 1997. More to come...
Eugene Chandler III
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Halloween Havoc 2010: Last Months Issues
Dear Friends,
The following are a group of blogs I wrote last month. They will discuss why I stopped blogging and other issues I dealt with. I will be blogging more this month and eventually will be doing vlogs and blogs all next month. Here are the blogs for September:
In the last two months now, I have been fighting a lot. I have been fighting the end of my latest relationship. I have been fighting depression. I have been fighting to see my only son. I have been fighting myself. I am trying to see the positive of things but all I keep seeing is the opposite. I consider myself a realist and look at the here and now. However, I keep thinking about what’s to come. As I am writing this blog, I am at the last lap to at least getting my associates degree in business management. About three years ago, I was close to graduating with an associate in marketing at another school. About ten years ago, I would have had my bachelors’ degree in business and communications. I could have my degree two times over but I allowed someone to fuck my life up. I also allowed depression and other shit to make me fall from grace.
So during those times in between going to school, I would pick myself up and try to move on. However, my weakness of being in love had prevented me from being happy. I have had people tell me that I need to love myself before I love another woman. The truth is that I love myself enough to live with my faults. I also have love for others but in all honest, I feel like that is becoming a weakness. Lately, I find myself in a shitty situation. I live with someone that is not happy to be with me. However as of late, this same person is doing whatever it takes to upset me. I’m not letting her but that’s becoming a battle. I am stuck in my life. I am trying my best to not let the shit affect school.
So what do I do with my life? I am moving on with my life. I am focused on school. The internet is my mistress and school is my lover. So I guess I am also back to blogging since therapy is not work. I have been doing my best to uplift my life and also try to keep on the straight path. I have until May 2011 to finally finish school. After close to 11 years of being in college, I can say I have some kind of degree in my possession. Will I find love? For now, I can say that I do have a network of friends to help me keep what little sanity under control. So for now, this is my Genesis. My rebirth of my life and of what I am capable of doing to help others and gain peace in my life.
For the first time ever, I am dating. As you know, I don’t like that word. Dating to me is basically a way for women to reject you. You can talk to 500 women but only like one or two will be suitable for you to be friends with or something more intimate. The other 498 are looking for sex, a sugar daddy, or something worse. In my case, a lot of my ex-girlfriends were special cases. There is a book I am reading called: “The Seven Dumbest Mistakes in Relationships That Smart People Make”, and in the book it talks about trying to not be a savior in the relationship. I think I am guilty of trying to save these girls from life but I find myself getting fucked over in the process. In a previous blog, I talked about my relationship with my ex fiancée who is also my best friend. As friends, we are cool but our relationship was not a great one.
As I try to see if I am capable of loving someone else, I remind myself of all the mistakes I made. I remind myself of all the nights of praying that I find someone to love me just to get fucked over in the process. I remind myself of allowing myself to fall in love but also ending up having my secrets and my dreams crushed. In the last ten years, my dating situation went from being happy to miserable. I can at least count how many women had the pleasure or displeasure of being in love with me and one came close to marrying me. At least one had my son, but even that relationship is strained. Am I that bad of a person to date or even love? I cannot answer that but there are some can tell you that I am the devil or the anti Christ.
So what do I tell women that want to be my friend or more than my friend? I tell them truth about my life and my past relationships. My current ex was obsessed with knowing everything. I learned that people does not need to know everything about someone. Especially, if those secrets come back to bite them in the ass like if you tell someone about being molested, or worse. So if you are interested in knowing me, please understand that everything with me is all about earning my respect and trust. Something my ex could never do because of outside influences. So for now, love each other and try to see love in each person in your life.
As I sit here looking at the screen to type this blog, I was thinking about the lack of blogs. I stop blogging just before the end of March/early April. Originally, I stopped to get through finals and also get ready for baseball. Then I started to see the end of my current relationship which occurred in late June/early July. I know I could have stopped it and I could have loved this woman but the truth is that I wanted it to end because I was not dealing with the same woman I fell in love with. That woman decided to let people get into her head, and also she started to do the exact same thing my ex fiancée did: she was looking elsewhere to get what she wanted. So why am I blogging now? I said earlier that therapy was not helping me. Every time I go to therapy, it would make me feel better but then I would feel empty and them my ex would fuck it all up. So I came to the realization that these blogs help me see my life in the way I should. I’m honest with myself and can admit my mistakes.
I learned that writing is my way to vent. My first time of blogging was before the internet became popular. I would write in my journal from 1993 to 1995. I stopped during my senior year of high school. I started back in 1996 but there are some gaps from 2002 to 2005 and from 2007 to 2008. That’s because those sites I would blog on were shut down. The funny thing is that fall of 2006 was when my life changed. So I have done my best to keep my life in check but my depression tends to fuck up a good thing. I’m not using that as an excuse but when you are depressed, you don’t want to shit. As of right now, I am not as depressed as I was in 2007. I think I am trying to fight through it to make sure I see 2011 and beyond.
So am I back to blogging? Hell yeah! Blogging is my way to share my life to the world. In high school, I did not want people to know the shit I had to overcome and deal with. In 2010, my life is going to become an open book. I have lived in the shadows too long and I want to see the light. So you could say that this is my season premier of my blogs like how TV shows premier in the fall. I am going to make this work.
Recently, I found out that my ex girlfriend has been talking to men that I work with. Now I should not be concerned or worried but the truth is that I am worried and scared. I’m scared because she’s telling these guys my secrets and my flaws. She’s also telling these guys my business by saying what I did wrong to her. Now that is making me look bad at work but also making her look bad because if a woman bitches about her ex to another man, there must be something there. Do I want my ex back? I cannot answer that but can say that I do not want the person that I’m living with now.
I recently read about how some women want their ex back but before they do they must look at the past and see if the past can’t be repeated in the future. I know my ex does not want me. I know she wants to fuck with all the guys I work with just to upset me. I also know that if I allow her back into my life, I am a pitiful excuse of a man because I don’t want to be alone. If you know me, you know that I hate being alone. Aside from that, she and I are different people. I want someone that is on my level and she wants someone to basically have no dreams or goals in life.
People have been telling me to move on and I have. She has been doing the same thing. The only difference is that my focus is on school and she has been doing everything to upset me. So what now? Well for now, I am going to keep working on myself. I am also going to focus on my life. I am going to do my best to move on because this relationship was the worst I have ever been with. More to come.
(Please note that these were written in late September and early October. There will be more to come.)
Eugene Chandler III
The following are a group of blogs I wrote last month. They will discuss why I stopped blogging and other issues I dealt with. I will be blogging more this month and eventually will be doing vlogs and blogs all next month. Here are the blogs for September:
In the last two months now, I have been fighting a lot. I have been fighting the end of my latest relationship. I have been fighting depression. I have been fighting to see my only son. I have been fighting myself. I am trying to see the positive of things but all I keep seeing is the opposite. I consider myself a realist and look at the here and now. However, I keep thinking about what’s to come. As I am writing this blog, I am at the last lap to at least getting my associates degree in business management. About three years ago, I was close to graduating with an associate in marketing at another school. About ten years ago, I would have had my bachelors’ degree in business and communications. I could have my degree two times over but I allowed someone to fuck my life up. I also allowed depression and other shit to make me fall from grace.
So during those times in between going to school, I would pick myself up and try to move on. However, my weakness of being in love had prevented me from being happy. I have had people tell me that I need to love myself before I love another woman. The truth is that I love myself enough to live with my faults. I also have love for others but in all honest, I feel like that is becoming a weakness. Lately, I find myself in a shitty situation. I live with someone that is not happy to be with me. However as of late, this same person is doing whatever it takes to upset me. I’m not letting her but that’s becoming a battle. I am stuck in my life. I am trying my best to not let the shit affect school.
So what do I do with my life? I am moving on with my life. I am focused on school. The internet is my mistress and school is my lover. So I guess I am also back to blogging since therapy is not work. I have been doing my best to uplift my life and also try to keep on the straight path. I have until May 2011 to finally finish school. After close to 11 years of being in college, I can say I have some kind of degree in my possession. Will I find love? For now, I can say that I do have a network of friends to help me keep what little sanity under control. So for now, this is my Genesis. My rebirth of my life and of what I am capable of doing to help others and gain peace in my life.
For the first time ever, I am dating. As you know, I don’t like that word. Dating to me is basically a way for women to reject you. You can talk to 500 women but only like one or two will be suitable for you to be friends with or something more intimate. The other 498 are looking for sex, a sugar daddy, or something worse. In my case, a lot of my ex-girlfriends were special cases. There is a book I am reading called: “The Seven Dumbest Mistakes in Relationships That Smart People Make”, and in the book it talks about trying to not be a savior in the relationship. I think I am guilty of trying to save these girls from life but I find myself getting fucked over in the process. In a previous blog, I talked about my relationship with my ex fiancée who is also my best friend. As friends, we are cool but our relationship was not a great one.
As I try to see if I am capable of loving someone else, I remind myself of all the mistakes I made. I remind myself of all the nights of praying that I find someone to love me just to get fucked over in the process. I remind myself of allowing myself to fall in love but also ending up having my secrets and my dreams crushed. In the last ten years, my dating situation went from being happy to miserable. I can at least count how many women had the pleasure or displeasure of being in love with me and one came close to marrying me. At least one had my son, but even that relationship is strained. Am I that bad of a person to date or even love? I cannot answer that but there are some can tell you that I am the devil or the anti Christ.
So what do I tell women that want to be my friend or more than my friend? I tell them truth about my life and my past relationships. My current ex was obsessed with knowing everything. I learned that people does not need to know everything about someone. Especially, if those secrets come back to bite them in the ass like if you tell someone about being molested, or worse. So if you are interested in knowing me, please understand that everything with me is all about earning my respect and trust. Something my ex could never do because of outside influences. So for now, love each other and try to see love in each person in your life.
As I sit here looking at the screen to type this blog, I was thinking about the lack of blogs. I stop blogging just before the end of March/early April. Originally, I stopped to get through finals and also get ready for baseball. Then I started to see the end of my current relationship which occurred in late June/early July. I know I could have stopped it and I could have loved this woman but the truth is that I wanted it to end because I was not dealing with the same woman I fell in love with. That woman decided to let people get into her head, and also she started to do the exact same thing my ex fiancée did: she was looking elsewhere to get what she wanted. So why am I blogging now? I said earlier that therapy was not helping me. Every time I go to therapy, it would make me feel better but then I would feel empty and them my ex would fuck it all up. So I came to the realization that these blogs help me see my life in the way I should. I’m honest with myself and can admit my mistakes.
I learned that writing is my way to vent. My first time of blogging was before the internet became popular. I would write in my journal from 1993 to 1995. I stopped during my senior year of high school. I started back in 1996 but there are some gaps from 2002 to 2005 and from 2007 to 2008. That’s because those sites I would blog on were shut down. The funny thing is that fall of 2006 was when my life changed. So I have done my best to keep my life in check but my depression tends to fuck up a good thing. I’m not using that as an excuse but when you are depressed, you don’t want to shit. As of right now, I am not as depressed as I was in 2007. I think I am trying to fight through it to make sure I see 2011 and beyond.
So am I back to blogging? Hell yeah! Blogging is my way to share my life to the world. In high school, I did not want people to know the shit I had to overcome and deal with. In 2010, my life is going to become an open book. I have lived in the shadows too long and I want to see the light. So you could say that this is my season premier of my blogs like how TV shows premier in the fall. I am going to make this work.
Recently, I found out that my ex girlfriend has been talking to men that I work with. Now I should not be concerned or worried but the truth is that I am worried and scared. I’m scared because she’s telling these guys my secrets and my flaws. She’s also telling these guys my business by saying what I did wrong to her. Now that is making me look bad at work but also making her look bad because if a woman bitches about her ex to another man, there must be something there. Do I want my ex back? I cannot answer that but can say that I do not want the person that I’m living with now.
I recently read about how some women want their ex back but before they do they must look at the past and see if the past can’t be repeated in the future. I know my ex does not want me. I know she wants to fuck with all the guys I work with just to upset me. I also know that if I allow her back into my life, I am a pitiful excuse of a man because I don’t want to be alone. If you know me, you know that I hate being alone. Aside from that, she and I are different people. I want someone that is on my level and she wants someone to basically have no dreams or goals in life.
People have been telling me to move on and I have. She has been doing the same thing. The only difference is that my focus is on school and she has been doing everything to upset me. So what now? Well for now, I am going to keep working on myself. I am also going to focus on my life. I am going to do my best to move on because this relationship was the worst I have ever been with. More to come.
(Please note that these were written in late September and early October. There will be more to come.)
Eugene Chandler III
Halloween Havoc 2010: Changes In A Relationship
Dear Friends,
As I sit here writing this blog, my ex is across the room from me. When someone ends a relationship, you wonder what made you fall in love with that person. I lost the woman I was in love in. However, after two months of trying to find that person, you find out that there is someone that wants you back. I realize that for every loss a person has, you gain or regain something back.
So what did I regain? I wish I could tell you but I don’t know. I know that I have the support of my friends and my family. I also know that sometimes people come back into your life to remind you that there is more to life that what you lost. I guess I am happy to see that I got something back. I also know after you lose someone or something, you wonder if you can get it back. I though I could get my ex back but she showed me she wants something else. Something that might get her in some deep shit in the near future.
So as I sit here, looking at my ex, I am happy she is not with me because for once I am free to speak my mind and also seek out new things but re-look at some missed opportunities. While she is being the ho she is becoming, I am working on my life and trying to know the real Eugene. So for now, I am happy to be single but will later bitch about being alone.
Eugene Chandler III
As I sit here writing this blog, my ex is across the room from me. When someone ends a relationship, you wonder what made you fall in love with that person. I lost the woman I was in love in. However, after two months of trying to find that person, you find out that there is someone that wants you back. I realize that for every loss a person has, you gain or regain something back.
So what did I regain? I wish I could tell you but I don’t know. I know that I have the support of my friends and my family. I also know that sometimes people come back into your life to remind you that there is more to life that what you lost. I guess I am happy to see that I got something back. I also know after you lose someone or something, you wonder if you can get it back. I though I could get my ex back but she showed me she wants something else. Something that might get her in some deep shit in the near future.
So as I sit here, looking at my ex, I am happy she is not with me because for once I am free to speak my mind and also seek out new things but re-look at some missed opportunities. While she is being the ho she is becoming, I am working on my life and trying to know the real Eugene. So for now, I am happy to be single but will later bitch about being alone.
Eugene Chandler III
Halloween Havoc 2010: Curse Of The Ex
Dear Friends,
Recently I notice that one of my exes got married. So the total number of exes that are married is at two. So you would think I would be happy or don’t care? I am seeing a pattern with my exes: Once they leave me, they find happiness. I think there are a couple exceptions but 99% of the time, they move on and find happiness. This is something I though was a fad but it is more of a transference of love. They were miserable with me but find someone that made them happy.
My first ex moved to North Carolina, and then found her true love. This ex recent married and is glowing about it. I really think being with me is the poison before getting the antidote. The funny thing is that these two ex girlfriends are my second and third girlfriends I had. My first girlfriend has not talked to me since 1999. Excluding my high school sweetheart who I have been in contact with, I think most of my ex girlfriends are happier without me. Like I said, there is maybe one or two exceptions.
With my current ex girlfriend being number eight, I can say at least close to six of my ex girlfriends are in better relationships or married. I think I can say I’m not a bad person but I know I have bad tendencies. For now, I am not happy being alone but I am definitely not happy to see someone I use to date become a married and happy woman. So why did I bring this up? It is not coincidence that in my life, being with me is like hell before seeing heaven. I am not going to say that I make these women hate me but there is something about being with me that I might need to change to keep a woman happy with me. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Recently I notice that one of my exes got married. So the total number of exes that are married is at two. So you would think I would be happy or don’t care? I am seeing a pattern with my exes: Once they leave me, they find happiness. I think there are a couple exceptions but 99% of the time, they move on and find happiness. This is something I though was a fad but it is more of a transference of love. They were miserable with me but find someone that made them happy.
My first ex moved to North Carolina, and then found her true love. This ex recent married and is glowing about it. I really think being with me is the poison before getting the antidote. The funny thing is that these two ex girlfriends are my second and third girlfriends I had. My first girlfriend has not talked to me since 1999. Excluding my high school sweetheart who I have been in contact with, I think most of my ex girlfriends are happier without me. Like I said, there is maybe one or two exceptions.
With my current ex girlfriend being number eight, I can say at least close to six of my ex girlfriends are in better relationships or married. I think I can say I’m not a bad person but I know I have bad tendencies. For now, I am not happy being alone but I am definitely not happy to see someone I use to date become a married and happy woman. So why did I bring this up? It is not coincidence that in my life, being with me is like hell before seeing heaven. I am not going to say that I make these women hate me but there is something about being with me that I might need to change to keep a woman happy with me. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Halloween Havoc 2010: Regrets Of A Father
Dear Friends,
I have been doing a lot of thinking about my son. I have not seen him since he was young back in 2007. I don’t think of myself as a father. I have raised him or talked to him, or even played with him. In his eyes, I am the man that pays for his medical bills and shares genetics with. My son basically does not know I exist.
In my journeys, I have learned a lot about how kids that does not know about their fathers end up resenting them. I know as of right now, my kid will hate me. I also know that for every step I make to see him, I have to take 10 steps back because of some silly issues. I know I am going to get a lot of attitudes because I should see my son and I should be a father to him. It’s easy when you have the means but when you lose those means, it becomes a problem.
So what to do? For now, I will try to keep my son in my heart. I love him and want to be in his life. I cannot wait to see him but for now, I have to hope I don’t lose hope in seeing him or lose my right to see him. Daddy loves you and will see you soon.
Eugene Chandler III
I have been doing a lot of thinking about my son. I have not seen him since he was young back in 2007. I don’t think of myself as a father. I have raised him or talked to him, or even played with him. In his eyes, I am the man that pays for his medical bills and shares genetics with. My son basically does not know I exist.
In my journeys, I have learned a lot about how kids that does not know about their fathers end up resenting them. I know as of right now, my kid will hate me. I also know that for every step I make to see him, I have to take 10 steps back because of some silly issues. I know I am going to get a lot of attitudes because I should see my son and I should be a father to him. It’s easy when you have the means but when you lose those means, it becomes a problem.
So what to do? For now, I will try to keep my son in my heart. I love him and want to be in his life. I cannot wait to see him but for now, I have to hope I don’t lose hope in seeing him or lose my right to see him. Daddy loves you and will see you soon.
Eugene Chandler III
Halloween Havoc 2010: Moving On...
Dear Friends,
So the other day, someone asks me if I still love my ex. I told them hell no. That’s because my current ex is trying to find herself. How many people in their lifetimes try to find themselves? I am still finding myself. I am trying to know what I like and what I hate. In my current ex’s case, she’s trying to hurt me while trying to find her self. I asked on a post via Facebook, would you date people that work with your ex? I think most of my friends said no but I also should not care. Those who say I should not care must not have dealt with something like that. Those who said no, were those that can relate to my dilemma.
As of right now, I am still living with my ex. We are roommates. We don’t do anything outside of talk to each other. However, one rule you do not break is the rule about dating so soon. I have made new friends after we broke up and all I have made were friends. In her case, she did something so fucking ballsy that it still pisses me off. Actually she did two things but rather than to say them, I will keep that to myself. I will say that she is showing some ho-ish tendencies.
The whole situation is very poisonous to not only myself but her as well. We both cannot wait to never see each other again but for now, I go my way and she goes her. I am focused on school and she’s being wild and loose. There is only so much poison a person can take before it kills. I don’t want to die from poison. So for now, I wait for my time to leave and make a clean break. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
So the other day, someone asks me if I still love my ex. I told them hell no. That’s because my current ex is trying to find herself. How many people in their lifetimes try to find themselves? I am still finding myself. I am trying to know what I like and what I hate. In my current ex’s case, she’s trying to hurt me while trying to find her self. I asked on a post via Facebook, would you date people that work with your ex? I think most of my friends said no but I also should not care. Those who say I should not care must not have dealt with something like that. Those who said no, were those that can relate to my dilemma.
As of right now, I am still living with my ex. We are roommates. We don’t do anything outside of talk to each other. However, one rule you do not break is the rule about dating so soon. I have made new friends after we broke up and all I have made were friends. In her case, she did something so fucking ballsy that it still pisses me off. Actually she did two things but rather than to say them, I will keep that to myself. I will say that she is showing some ho-ish tendencies.
The whole situation is very poisonous to not only myself but her as well. We both cannot wait to never see each other again but for now, I go my way and she goes her. I am focused on school and she’s being wild and loose. There is only so much poison a person can take before it kills. I don’t want to die from poison. So for now, I wait for my time to leave and make a clean break. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Halloween Havoc 2010: My journey to Vlogs.
Dear Friends,
Well I started the next step in my evolution; I am now blogging via video. That’s what they call V-logs. So far, it is something new like when I decided to blog my thoughts. I am doing new things in a slow pace. I am trying to change my life for the better. I sit alone at night with my thoughts. I am alone again. I’m a single man for the sixth time in the last eleven years. Most men cannot say that because more men fuck like rabbits.
I am going through so many changes because of what happened in late July. I am currently living with my ex but that will change sooner than I think. The changes with my ex have made me scared to be in love again but that changed after what my ex was doing while I was living with her. So for me, I still want to be in love and happy but for now, I am in love with school and the internet.
So you might be wondering: what am I going to do when I leave my current living situation? Well I think that will be up to God and hope for a miracle. For now, I am going to be on my path to finish school, to get my life right, and to find happiness in myself and in my wife to be. So for now, I am a work in progress. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Well I started the next step in my evolution; I am now blogging via video. That’s what they call V-logs. So far, it is something new like when I decided to blog my thoughts. I am doing new things in a slow pace. I am trying to change my life for the better. I sit alone at night with my thoughts. I am alone again. I’m a single man for the sixth time in the last eleven years. Most men cannot say that because more men fuck like rabbits.
I am going through so many changes because of what happened in late July. I am currently living with my ex but that will change sooner than I think. The changes with my ex have made me scared to be in love again but that changed after what my ex was doing while I was living with her. So for me, I still want to be in love and happy but for now, I am in love with school and the internet.
So you might be wondering: what am I going to do when I leave my current living situation? Well I think that will be up to God and hope for a miracle. For now, I am going to be on my path to finish school, to get my life right, and to find happiness in myself and in my wife to be. So for now, I am a work in progress. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Monday, April 19, 2010
April Showers 2010: Opening Day Recap
Dear Friends,
How can I describe Opening Day at Comerica Park for 2010? Cold as hell! How can I describe the next day? It was beautiful as a summer’s day. If you are not from Detroit, you know that opening day is a cold day but the next day, it would be like summer time. I can honestly say that Opening weekend went from shitty to good in three days. In those three days, I loved Detroit. The Tigers won the first three games, the city was at peace, and spring is here in Michigan.
Coming soon, I will be doing blogs as a vendor. I figured that by doing this, you will see what it is like to be a vendor. To know what it is like to work your ass off just to get paid. Back to Opening day, I will say that I loved going to Detroit to work. Nothing can compare to seeing bums happy to see people come to Detroit and beg them for change. So for now, all is well is Detroit. The Tigers are going to help get through spring and summer in Detroit until college and pro football returns in the fall. That’s all for now but more is coming.
Eugene Chandler III
How can I describe Opening Day at Comerica Park for 2010? Cold as hell! How can I describe the next day? It was beautiful as a summer’s day. If you are not from Detroit, you know that opening day is a cold day but the next day, it would be like summer time. I can honestly say that Opening weekend went from shitty to good in three days. In those three days, I loved Detroit. The Tigers won the first three games, the city was at peace, and spring is here in Michigan.
Coming soon, I will be doing blogs as a vendor. I figured that by doing this, you will see what it is like to be a vendor. To know what it is like to work your ass off just to get paid. Back to Opening day, I will say that I loved going to Detroit to work. Nothing can compare to seeing bums happy to see people come to Detroit and beg them for change. So for now, all is well is Detroit. The Tigers are going to help get through spring and summer in Detroit until college and pro football returns in the fall. That’s all for now but more is coming.
Eugene Chandler III
April Showers 2010: Alone Happy or Miserable Together
Dear Friends,
I have a question for you all: Can a man and a woman live together and become happy together?
In all my relationships, that question has eluded me. I think it is because I am not use to living with another woman aside from my mother and my aunts. What upsets me is that I have been with people that have been slobs, or some nasty people. I think my issues are more in my head. Recently I came to the notion that I like living alone. At least when I was living alone, I knew what was dirty or clean. I also did not have to worry about cleaning up dog shit. I did say dog shit.
So am I wrong for saying that I rather live alone? I will say it like this:
• If you have to clean up after grown people, then you might want to live alone.
• If you have to clean up dog shit and vomit, then you need to live alone.
• If you see clothes pilling up and they are not yours to wash, you damn sure need to live alone.
• If you cannot even have a moment’s peace because you are constantly having people come over unannounced, you need to lock the door and stand by the door with a gun if they try to come in.
• If you have kid’s clothes all over the place but it is not your kid’s clothes, you need to get the fuck out of there.
If you cannot tell what I am saying, I think I need to live alone. However, with how things are in the world, you cannot live alone. So I guess for now, you just cry in the dark and hope for a miracle to come save me. Speak to you all soon.
Eugene Chandler III
I have a question for you all: Can a man and a woman live together and become happy together?
In all my relationships, that question has eluded me. I think it is because I am not use to living with another woman aside from my mother and my aunts. What upsets me is that I have been with people that have been slobs, or some nasty people. I think my issues are more in my head. Recently I came to the notion that I like living alone. At least when I was living alone, I knew what was dirty or clean. I also did not have to worry about cleaning up dog shit. I did say dog shit.
So am I wrong for saying that I rather live alone? I will say it like this:
• If you have to clean up after grown people, then you might want to live alone.
• If you have to clean up dog shit and vomit, then you need to live alone.
• If you see clothes pilling up and they are not yours to wash, you damn sure need to live alone.
• If you cannot even have a moment’s peace because you are constantly having people come over unannounced, you need to lock the door and stand by the door with a gun if they try to come in.
• If you have kid’s clothes all over the place but it is not your kid’s clothes, you need to get the fuck out of there.
If you cannot tell what I am saying, I think I need to live alone. However, with how things are in the world, you cannot live alone. So I guess for now, you just cry in the dark and hope for a miracle to come save me. Speak to you all soon.
Eugene Chandler III
April Showers 2010: Detroit Tigers Baseball Report
Dear Friends,
Well baseball is official started. So far the Detroit Tigers are having a good season so far. This is my opinion of my baseball team so far. I will blog about opening day soon. As for now, we are 12 games in and unlike a couple of years ago when they lost nine games straight, they are doing well. As of last night, Detroit Tigers are in second place behind Minnesota Twins. Both these teams are separated by 1.5 games. I am happy that we are at least in the hunt for first place. I think we will get to first place by late May.
Well we have a lot of new players due to trades. I am sad to lose Curtis Granderson, and Fernado Rodney. However the new additions to the team are helping out and as a fan, I am happy. So my thing is that we need to hit more, and we need to actually score more. My only other grip is that our pitching needs to improve drastically. I know our pitching is getting bad when Justin Verlander is giving up runs this early in the season. So I hope this will be one of many blogs I will write about the Tigers. I hope this year we can do more than just be a joke. Speak to you soon.
Eugene Chandler III
Well baseball is official started. So far the Detroit Tigers are having a good season so far. This is my opinion of my baseball team so far. I will blog about opening day soon. As for now, we are 12 games in and unlike a couple of years ago when they lost nine games straight, they are doing well. As of last night, Detroit Tigers are in second place behind Minnesota Twins. Both these teams are separated by 1.5 games. I am happy that we are at least in the hunt for first place. I think we will get to first place by late May.
Well we have a lot of new players due to trades. I am sad to lose Curtis Granderson, and Fernado Rodney. However the new additions to the team are helping out and as a fan, I am happy. So my thing is that we need to hit more, and we need to actually score more. My only other grip is that our pitching needs to improve drastically. I know our pitching is getting bad when Justin Verlander is giving up runs this early in the season. So I hope this will be one of many blogs I will write about the Tigers. I hope this year we can do more than just be a joke. Speak to you soon.
Eugene Chandler III
April Showers 2010: Randomness
Dear Friends,
I have been away for a while. Seeing this is spring and baseball is back, I had to start my job over and also do some things to make my life better and stress free. So with that said, here are some random thoughts for you:
1. What does the first thing come to mind when you see glitter? In my friend Lezlee’s case, she thought it was a stripper. My first thought would be how you would know that strippers wear glitter. She’s a sweet girl but when that came out of her mouth, I damn near was laughing my ass off.
2. Why does spring the state of Michigan mean construction? I think I saw enough orange over the weekend to wonder why we cannot go one year without tearing up the roads of Michigan. I wonder if these people like upsetting people by ripping up the road just to piss us off.
3. Why is it hard to fly through volcano ash? I understand that it would cause great damage to the engines but you can fly low. I know if I was stuck in France, I would have left in any way possible. I mean you can fly towards China and get back to the US via California.
4. Why is it hard to send someone to jail in Detroit? Most of these people that can get off on some bullshit but if I was convicted for the same crimes, I would be locked up for years. Things like this are the reason why people would not come to Detroit to live or do business with.
5. Should Opening Day become a city holiday in Detroit? Aside from St. Patrick’s Day, Opening Day at Comerica Park is a huge drinking day. I think it should be a holiday because it would prevent people to drive drunk in and out of Detroit.
Those are my random thoughts for now; I hope I can do more of this in the near future. Speak to you all later.
Eugene Chandler III
P.S. For my friend Kayla, not all black people die in horror movies. However, black people die in horror movies because we don’t hear what’s coming.
I have been away for a while. Seeing this is spring and baseball is back, I had to start my job over and also do some things to make my life better and stress free. So with that said, here are some random thoughts for you:
1. What does the first thing come to mind when you see glitter? In my friend Lezlee’s case, she thought it was a stripper. My first thought would be how you would know that strippers wear glitter. She’s a sweet girl but when that came out of her mouth, I damn near was laughing my ass off.
2. Why does spring the state of Michigan mean construction? I think I saw enough orange over the weekend to wonder why we cannot go one year without tearing up the roads of Michigan. I wonder if these people like upsetting people by ripping up the road just to piss us off.
3. Why is it hard to fly through volcano ash? I understand that it would cause great damage to the engines but you can fly low. I know if I was stuck in France, I would have left in any way possible. I mean you can fly towards China and get back to the US via California.
4. Why is it hard to send someone to jail in Detroit? Most of these people that can get off on some bullshit but if I was convicted for the same crimes, I would be locked up for years. Things like this are the reason why people would not come to Detroit to live or do business with.
5. Should Opening Day become a city holiday in Detroit? Aside from St. Patrick’s Day, Opening Day at Comerica Park is a huge drinking day. I think it should be a holiday because it would prevent people to drive drunk in and out of Detroit.
Those are my random thoughts for now; I hope I can do more of this in the near future. Speak to you all later.
Eugene Chandler III
P.S. For my friend Kayla, not all black people die in horror movies. However, black people die in horror movies because we don’t hear what’s coming.
Monday, April 5, 2010
April Showers: The Parable of the Three P's
Dear Friends,
Pete, Priscilla, and Paula are three people that end up going to become connected by fate. Paula and Pete are two people that met because of fate. Priscilla is Pete’s ex girlfriend. Now, Pete is a successful businessman and Paula is a nurse. Priscilla was a former model. When Priscilla and Pete ended their relationship, it was because he wanted more. He also ended because Priscilla was pregnant with his kid. So we will move on, and not Pete is with Paula now. Pete and Paula are doing ok but are not really happy. Then while these two are having these issues, Priscilla comes back and wants Pete back because she loves him and wants him back. Pete is not trying to go back to Priscilla but Paula is not making him feel wanted. So what is Pete suppose to do?
That’s called a parable. It is a story with a meaning. The bible uses parables to make people learn something. Most people would tell Pete to leave Paula and go to Priscilla. My thing is why Paula is making Pete’s life hell. Another thing I would want is would Pete go back to Priscilla if his life was not hell. I think my thing is that if someone wants to leave they should leave but if they have nowhere to go, then what to do. I know people that have gone back to an ex or leave their lovers for someone they know and love more.
So what can Pete do? Because if Pete leaves, then would he be happy with Priscilla or go back to his girlfriend that’s making his life hell. That’s a good question to know. I guess we will never know.
Eugene Chandler III
Pete, Priscilla, and Paula are three people that end up going to become connected by fate. Paula and Pete are two people that met because of fate. Priscilla is Pete’s ex girlfriend. Now, Pete is a successful businessman and Paula is a nurse. Priscilla was a former model. When Priscilla and Pete ended their relationship, it was because he wanted more. He also ended because Priscilla was pregnant with his kid. So we will move on, and not Pete is with Paula now. Pete and Paula are doing ok but are not really happy. Then while these two are having these issues, Priscilla comes back and wants Pete back because she loves him and wants him back. Pete is not trying to go back to Priscilla but Paula is not making him feel wanted. So what is Pete suppose to do?
That’s called a parable. It is a story with a meaning. The bible uses parables to make people learn something. Most people would tell Pete to leave Paula and go to Priscilla. My thing is why Paula is making Pete’s life hell. Another thing I would want is would Pete go back to Priscilla if his life was not hell. I think my thing is that if someone wants to leave they should leave but if they have nowhere to go, then what to do. I know people that have gone back to an ex or leave their lovers for someone they know and love more.
So what can Pete do? Because if Pete leaves, then would he be happy with Priscilla or go back to his girlfriend that’s making his life hell. That’s a good question to know. I guess we will never know.
Eugene Chandler III
April Showers: Opening Day Excitement
Dear Friends,
I am so excited about this Friday. This Friday will be my seventh year of working at Comerica Park. If you don’t know, Comerica Park is basically the new Tiger Stadium. Detroit Tigers Baseball will return to Detroit. I am so geeked because I am going back to work, and also get to see my favorite baseball team in the world. If you cannot see it, I love baseball. Baseball is something I can be happy about. That’s because I was exposed to baseball through my grandfather. I guess that’s the only thing I can remember of my grandfather.
So what’s going to happen to the Tigers this season? That’s the question most fans want to know. I am excited because I will be at my favorite place in the world, the ball park. I am happy to go back to work and do what I learned to do for seven years, sell. I sell, I have fun, and I work hard for the things I want this year. As the Tigers will work to get a pennant, I will be working on my degree and a job. I wish I could be a pitcher, or an outfielder but I sell and get people excited about the game. More To Come…
Eugene Chandler III
I am so excited about this Friday. This Friday will be my seventh year of working at Comerica Park. If you don’t know, Comerica Park is basically the new Tiger Stadium. Detroit Tigers Baseball will return to Detroit. I am so geeked because I am going back to work, and also get to see my favorite baseball team in the world. If you cannot see it, I love baseball. Baseball is something I can be happy about. That’s because I was exposed to baseball through my grandfather. I guess that’s the only thing I can remember of my grandfather.
So what’s going to happen to the Tigers this season? That’s the question most fans want to know. I am excited because I will be at my favorite place in the world, the ball park. I am happy to go back to work and do what I learned to do for seven years, sell. I sell, I have fun, and I work hard for the things I want this year. As the Tigers will work to get a pennant, I will be working on my degree and a job. I wish I could be a pitcher, or an outfielder but I sell and get people excited about the game. More To Come…
Eugene Chandler III
April Showers: Easter Monday
Dear Friends,
Yesterday was Easter. Now if you know the story of Easter, you know that Jesus was walking the Earth after he was crucified by the Romans. I believe that anyone can be resurrected after going through a storm. So with that said, this is why I call this part of my blogs: April Showers. I know it is silly but it fits what this month personifies. Before winter can end, you need to be cleansed to see the new season. So that’s where I stand at right now. Before I move on in the year, I need to get through one more thing in order to see a new season.
Now if you don’t know, I do not like religious holidays. I’m not catholic and I do not need to be reminded of what God and Jesus Christ did to save humanity. I do not need to see people in dresses and suits that they bought for one time wear only. I definitely do not need to see women in some god awful hats and kids wearing the lightest colors in the world. When it comes to Easter, I think I just want be reminded of the overall story of the day. So with that, I just want to say to people to enjoy the day and hopefully the days are going to get warmer and more manageable. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Yesterday was Easter. Now if you know the story of Easter, you know that Jesus was walking the Earth after he was crucified by the Romans. I believe that anyone can be resurrected after going through a storm. So with that said, this is why I call this part of my blogs: April Showers. I know it is silly but it fits what this month personifies. Before winter can end, you need to be cleansed to see the new season. So that’s where I stand at right now. Before I move on in the year, I need to get through one more thing in order to see a new season.
Now if you don’t know, I do not like religious holidays. I’m not catholic and I do not need to be reminded of what God and Jesus Christ did to save humanity. I do not need to see people in dresses and suits that they bought for one time wear only. I definitely do not need to see women in some god awful hats and kids wearing the lightest colors in the world. When it comes to Easter, I think I just want be reminded of the overall story of the day. So with that, I just want to say to people to enjoy the day and hopefully the days are going to get warmer and more manageable. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Monday, March 22, 2010
March Madness 2010: Priorities
Dear Friends,
My girlfriend recent wasted her time and her money on getting a movie. A movie? I bring this up because not only am I pissed because she wanted to get a movie but her priorities are off. This is my blog about priorities. Unlike my other two blogs, this is the one I am going to really vent. Now, my girlfriend is a mark for anything pop culture. She’s basically a 16 year old in a 26 year old body. She went to Wal-Mart, stood in line and wasted $26 on a movie that could have been bought for $20. She’s a mark because she bought the expensive version of the movie with the extras.
Where is the priority in getting a DVD? What’s more important: A DVD or paying off a bill for the month? There are people that would rather get the latest movie, game, or CD rather than be responsible. Basically these people are being irrational. I told you these blogs would all be connected somehow. So am I happy she bought an expensive item? I am fucking pissed. I don’t need to buy movies when I can watch them online or go to Netflix to rent them. By the way, she bought Twilight Saga: New Moon. For all those who know me, it is coming soon…a blog about why I do not like this phenomenon.
Eugene Chandler III
My girlfriend recent wasted her time and her money on getting a movie. A movie? I bring this up because not only am I pissed because she wanted to get a movie but her priorities are off. This is my blog about priorities. Unlike my other two blogs, this is the one I am going to really vent. Now, my girlfriend is a mark for anything pop culture. She’s basically a 16 year old in a 26 year old body. She went to Wal-Mart, stood in line and wasted $26 on a movie that could have been bought for $20. She’s a mark because she bought the expensive version of the movie with the extras.
Where is the priority in getting a DVD? What’s more important: A DVD or paying off a bill for the month? There are people that would rather get the latest movie, game, or CD rather than be responsible. Basically these people are being irrational. I told you these blogs would all be connected somehow. So am I happy she bought an expensive item? I am fucking pissed. I don’t need to buy movies when I can watch them online or go to Netflix to rent them. By the way, she bought Twilight Saga: New Moon. For all those who know me, it is coming soon…a blog about why I do not like this phenomenon.
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness: Responsible and Irrational
Dear Friends,
My psych professor told our class than a true adult is when you are able to take responsibility for yourself and act like an adult. Well she’s so right with that point. Today we are going to talk about responsibility. Now most people would make sure before they go out or even buy something that is more of a luxury, you would be responsible and pay your bills. I say that because my girlfriend tried to validate something she did this past weekend. I will explain in my next blog. So do you think you are responsible? I know I have been. However there are some people that would do the following:
• Pay half of their bills and use the rest to buy a coat, or an expensive video game.
• Get a half tank of gas then use the rest of the money to eat out.
• Spend most of your tax refund on an expensive flat screen television.
My point is that we all have some responsibilities. We have to do things before we can be able to enjoy life. What upsets me is that for those who have to be responsible, there are a lot more that are not as responsible. What really pisses me off are those people who needs help but do not want the responsibility of the help.
What are some people so irrational? Why would someone get up at the littlest of things? Someone recently made me aware of the fact that some people are very irrational. In this world we live in, we have little to no patience to do anything. So we become very irrational when it comes to other people. So why could we try to have some patience? It is because unlike having patience, it is so easy to be irrational and pissy.
An irrational person is someone who basically doesn’t want to hear or understand someone’s views or point of view. So with that said, don’t you think everyone is basically irrational? I mean even celebrities are getting irrational with their behavior. Britney Spears, DMX, T.I. and Lil Wayne come to mind with their behavior. I mean even the mayor of Detroit acted very irrational because of the power trip he was on. So unless you really have patience in life, you are going to end up being very irrational and end up kicking someone’s ass. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
My psych professor told our class than a true adult is when you are able to take responsibility for yourself and act like an adult. Well she’s so right with that point. Today we are going to talk about responsibility. Now most people would make sure before they go out or even buy something that is more of a luxury, you would be responsible and pay your bills. I say that because my girlfriend tried to validate something she did this past weekend. I will explain in my next blog. So do you think you are responsible? I know I have been. However there are some people that would do the following:
• Pay half of their bills and use the rest to buy a coat, or an expensive video game.
• Get a half tank of gas then use the rest of the money to eat out.
• Spend most of your tax refund on an expensive flat screen television.
My point is that we all have some responsibilities. We have to do things before we can be able to enjoy life. What upsets me is that for those who have to be responsible, there are a lot more that are not as responsible. What really pisses me off are those people who needs help but do not want the responsibility of the help.
What are some people so irrational? Why would someone get up at the littlest of things? Someone recently made me aware of the fact that some people are very irrational. In this world we live in, we have little to no patience to do anything. So we become very irrational when it comes to other people. So why could we try to have some patience? It is because unlike having patience, it is so easy to be irrational and pissy.
An irrational person is someone who basically doesn’t want to hear or understand someone’s views or point of view. So with that said, don’t you think everyone is basically irrational? I mean even celebrities are getting irrational with their behavior. Britney Spears, DMX, T.I. and Lil Wayne come to mind with their behavior. I mean even the mayor of Detroit acted very irrational because of the power trip he was on. So unless you really have patience in life, you are going to end up being very irrational and end up kicking someone’s ass. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Monday, March 15, 2010
March Madness 2010: If Tommorrow Never Comes...
Dear Friends,
As I am cleaning out my many documents, this one I came acrossed. My ex Camille, type this on my computer while she was waiting for me to get home from work. The irony about this is that tommorrow came and went in that relationship. What's funny is that she would reference this poem when we fought and also when it was over. Enjoy:
If Tomorrow Never Comes
If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would videotape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time I could spare an extra minute or two
to stop and say "I love you," instead of assuming, you would know I do.
If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day,
well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance to make everything right.
There will always be another day to say our "I love you's",
And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do's?"
But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget,
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight.
For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day
So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?
That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today, whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear,
Take time to say "I'm sorry," "please forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay".
And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today.
Eugene Chandler III
As I am cleaning out my many documents, this one I came acrossed. My ex Camille, type this on my computer while she was waiting for me to get home from work. The irony about this is that tommorrow came and went in that relationship. What's funny is that she would reference this poem when we fought and also when it was over. Enjoy:
If Tomorrow Never Comes
If I knew it would be the last time that I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would videotape each action and word, so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time I could spare an extra minute or two
to stop and say "I love you," instead of assuming, you would know I do.
If I knew it would be the last time I would be there to share your day,
well I'm sure you'll have so many more, so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance to make everything right.
There will always be another day to say our "I love you's",
And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do's?"
But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget,
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance you get to hold your loved one tight.
For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day
So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?
That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today, whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear,
Take time to say "I'm sorry," "please forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay".
And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today.
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness 2010: A List of My Exs
I recently said that I will be naming names about something. This is the first blog in which names are used. Thankfully some of these girls are married now, so they cannot get pissed off at me. The rest are not on Facebook or anywhere else online. Here is my list of ex girlfriends.
1.) Michelle Romanowski
1995-1996
(She moved away. It just ended.)
2.) Victoria Thompson
November 1996
(She Used Religion To Break Up With Me.)
3.) My 1st True Love:
Eugenia Gary 1997-1999
(I Broke Up With Her.)
4.) My 1st Friend With Benefits:
Michelle Muse
1999-2001 On and Off.
(Long story and a mess one.)
My Longest Relationship:
Camille Boyd
June 2000 to November 2005
(Ended Horribly)
My Baby Momma
Marie Philpot
October 2005 to July 2006
(The relationship ended but it produced my son, Austin. )
My Former Best Friend
La Shanna Wornum
April 2008 to November 2008
(You know the story of how this all ended.)
Now, if you want to know the stories about why these relationships ended, email me. However this is my graveyard for all things that ended either on a good note or on a horrible note.
Eugene Chandler III
1.) Michelle Romanowski
1995-1996
(She moved away. It just ended.)
2.) Victoria Thompson
November 1996
(She Used Religion To Break Up With Me.)
3.) My 1st True Love:
Eugenia Gary 1997-1999
(I Broke Up With Her.)
4.) My 1st Friend With Benefits:
Michelle Muse
1999-2001 On and Off.
(Long story and a mess one.)
My Longest Relationship:
Camille Boyd
June 2000 to November 2005
(Ended Horribly)
My Baby Momma
Marie Philpot
October 2005 to July 2006
(The relationship ended but it produced my son, Austin. )
My Former Best Friend
La Shanna Wornum
April 2008 to November 2008
(You know the story of how this all ended.)
Now, if you want to know the stories about why these relationships ended, email me. However this is my graveyard for all things that ended either on a good note or on a horrible note.
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness 2010: Can A Son Forgive A Father? Part One
Dear Friends,
How do you tell a small child that you are their father? That’s something I have been trying to do this weekend and ever before then. Some kids know who their mom and dad are. For those who don’t then be happy to have your adoptive fathers and mothers. My son is three and does not know I exist. My baby momma has not told him I exist and until recently, I did not want him to know. Why the change of heart? Well god forbids, if I am no longer on this earth, then he would be my only air to anything worthy. I knew of my father since the age of three. It is hard in the world we live in to be able to have a child and become a father or a mother. My mother never talked bad about my father. My opinion of my father was not a good one. I am trying to avoid my son from having these same thoughts but that’s kind of late.
This past weekend, I had a nice and frank conversation with my baby momma and he knows I exist but I’m not there for him. I am trying to be there but I am working on myself. My son is someone I do not want to see if I am not doing well. So how do you tell a small child that you are his father? Is it like telling a child the truth about Santa? Or is it like telling a child that you cannot eat desert? This is not something that can be done quick and fast. I know this is going to take some time to adjust not only for him but myself as well.
One more thing, after you tell this child that you are his father, do they suppose to forgive you for not being there? Can someone be forgiven for not being in someone’s life? Only time will tell…
More To Come…
Eugene Chandler III
How do you tell a small child that you are their father? That’s something I have been trying to do this weekend and ever before then. Some kids know who their mom and dad are. For those who don’t then be happy to have your adoptive fathers and mothers. My son is three and does not know I exist. My baby momma has not told him I exist and until recently, I did not want him to know. Why the change of heart? Well god forbids, if I am no longer on this earth, then he would be my only air to anything worthy. I knew of my father since the age of three. It is hard in the world we live in to be able to have a child and become a father or a mother. My mother never talked bad about my father. My opinion of my father was not a good one. I am trying to avoid my son from having these same thoughts but that’s kind of late.
This past weekend, I had a nice and frank conversation with my baby momma and he knows I exist but I’m not there for him. I am trying to be there but I am working on myself. My son is someone I do not want to see if I am not doing well. So how do you tell a small child that you are his father? Is it like telling a child the truth about Santa? Or is it like telling a child that you cannot eat desert? This is not something that can be done quick and fast. I know this is going to take some time to adjust not only for him but myself as well.
One more thing, after you tell this child that you are his father, do they suppose to forgive you for not being there? Can someone be forgiven for not being in someone’s life? Only time will tell…
More To Come…
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness 2010: To All Spies...
Dear Friends,
Recently, I have been noticing people reacting to my every word and action on Myspace, Facebook, and and even Yahoo. Normally when I write a blog or ever post a witty comment, I take most of what people as a complement. However, lately my words come back to my current girlfriend. Shit like that upsets me because she gets an attitude about it. One reason why I blog is to vent my frustration to those who upset me which includes my current girlfriend. So what am I going to do?
So in essence, I have spies that follow my words and actions. These words and actions trickle down and back to my current girlfriend. So do I have to watch my words? Fuck no because I not only have freedom of speech but to any fuckers that even reports my words to my current girlfriend, fuck you. I think it is childish to run and tell because you are a friend to my current girlfriend. I also think you want me to lose my relationship because of your hatred to me. I’m not going anywhere and I am going to keep blogging because this is cheaper that therapy.
Before I go, please remember something everyone. What comes around goes around. I am going to start sounding like my hood brothers out there when they say snitches are bitches. Now I understand why snitches are a bad thing in urban area. So before you run tell that, you might want to come talk to me. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Recently, I have been noticing people reacting to my every word and action on Myspace, Facebook, and and even Yahoo. Normally when I write a blog or ever post a witty comment, I take most of what people as a complement. However, lately my words come back to my current girlfriend. Shit like that upsets me because she gets an attitude about it. One reason why I blog is to vent my frustration to those who upset me which includes my current girlfriend. So what am I going to do?
So in essence, I have spies that follow my words and actions. These words and actions trickle down and back to my current girlfriend. So do I have to watch my words? Fuck no because I not only have freedom of speech but to any fuckers that even reports my words to my current girlfriend, fuck you. I think it is childish to run and tell because you are a friend to my current girlfriend. I also think you want me to lose my relationship because of your hatred to me. I’m not going anywhere and I am going to keep blogging because this is cheaper that therapy.
Before I go, please remember something everyone. What comes around goes around. I am going to start sounding like my hood brothers out there when they say snitches are bitches. Now I understand why snitches are a bad thing in urban area. So before you run tell that, you might want to come talk to me. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Friday, March 12, 2010
March Madness 2010: The Capability Of Love
Dear Friends,
What I am about to say will shock some people: It is hard for me to really love a person. I was watching this documentary called Paper Heart. It stars the Asian chick from Knocked Up and The dopey kid from Superbad. The Asian chick said she was not able to love someone. I can agree with her to a point. I love some people but not everyone. I am getting older and find it hard to love someone. I can say it to people but there are like a small number of people I really love with all my heart.
To love someone, you need to be able to trust them, respect them, and be able to be yourself around them. I am not myself to a lot of people because I think I have some fake ass friends or some evil assholes. So why is it hard for me to really love someone? One reason is that I never really been in love. I have been with women that were able to love me but I really did not love them. That’s also because of my mindset when I was with these people. You do have to have a mindset to love someone. I don’t except for family. I love my family to an extent. Depending on if I am talking about my mother’s family or my father’s family. As funny as this sound, I love my son even though I have not seen him or even connected with him.
So why is it hard to love someone? I guess it would depend on if a person loves them for themselves or something they posses. I guess in my case, I love them for helping me but I don’t love them for themselves. Rather to be asking more questions about who I love, I need to see if I was ever in love. I use to say more than once but I think I only love three women outside my mother. That’s a scary thought to know I was with some of my exes just because of something materialistic. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
What I am about to say will shock some people: It is hard for me to really love a person. I was watching this documentary called Paper Heart. It stars the Asian chick from Knocked Up and The dopey kid from Superbad. The Asian chick said she was not able to love someone. I can agree with her to a point. I love some people but not everyone. I am getting older and find it hard to love someone. I can say it to people but there are like a small number of people I really love with all my heart.
To love someone, you need to be able to trust them, respect them, and be able to be yourself around them. I am not myself to a lot of people because I think I have some fake ass friends or some evil assholes. So why is it hard for me to really love someone? One reason is that I never really been in love. I have been with women that were able to love me but I really did not love them. That’s also because of my mindset when I was with these people. You do have to have a mindset to love someone. I don’t except for family. I love my family to an extent. Depending on if I am talking about my mother’s family or my father’s family. As funny as this sound, I love my son even though I have not seen him or even connected with him.
So why is it hard to love someone? I guess it would depend on if a person loves them for themselves or something they posses. I guess in my case, I love them for helping me but I don’t love them for themselves. Rather to be asking more questions about who I love, I need to see if I was ever in love. I use to say more than once but I think I only love three women outside my mother. That’s a scary thought to know I was with some of my exes just because of something materialistic. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness 2010: Am I Angry?
Dear Friends,
I’m a 31 year old African American male living in a rural area outside Detroit MI. I am constantly bombarded with dumb shit, stress, and childish shit. Since I deal with all that and more, does that make me a case for anger management? I have been with less than ten women in my life time, and yet only the last three claims I need to go to counseling for anger management. I’m not allowed to go off on a person for pissing me off and putting me in a bad place. I have been able to keep my cool but when you with someone that has not ever been in love or been in a committed relationship, your patience is thinner than wax paper.
Why is it hard for some people to let you relax and let you calm down from a stressful day? It is because they want someone to fight with or to fuck with. This is why most relationship ends on a bad note or worse. This is also why people tend to not live with a lover. So why is it people want to make you think you have anger issues and want you to go to counseling? Some people don’t have these issues. They have immature people in their life. So do I have anger issues? No but I have no problem getting mad just to get this person off my case. I’m a black man living in America. I am automatically angry, and pissed at my country.
One more thing, since I am a black man living in America, why is it harder for people like me to be happy? It is not like I want to be mad at the world but I do want to come home and not feel like there is someone there to piss me off. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
I’m a 31 year old African American male living in a rural area outside Detroit MI. I am constantly bombarded with dumb shit, stress, and childish shit. Since I deal with all that and more, does that make me a case for anger management? I have been with less than ten women in my life time, and yet only the last three claims I need to go to counseling for anger management. I’m not allowed to go off on a person for pissing me off and putting me in a bad place. I have been able to keep my cool but when you with someone that has not ever been in love or been in a committed relationship, your patience is thinner than wax paper.
Why is it hard for some people to let you relax and let you calm down from a stressful day? It is because they want someone to fight with or to fuck with. This is why most relationship ends on a bad note or worse. This is also why people tend to not live with a lover. So why is it people want to make you think you have anger issues and want you to go to counseling? Some people don’t have these issues. They have immature people in their life. So do I have anger issues? No but I have no problem getting mad just to get this person off my case. I’m a black man living in America. I am automatically angry, and pissed at my country.
One more thing, since I am a black man living in America, why is it harder for people like me to be happy? It is not like I want to be mad at the world but I do want to come home and not feel like there is someone there to piss me off. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Monday, March 8, 2010
March Madness 2010: Forcing Religion
Dear Friends,
Recently, I attended something that made my skin crawl. Now if you know me, you know I do not like people forcing religion down anyone’s throat especially mines. There was a guy that came to town that was advertised as a motivational speaker. I like motivational speakers but only if they can motivate without religion. This guy had no arms or legs. He was from Australia and was talking but he was using religion. Now before he spoke, there was basically a revival. There was a family of singers that was signing and praising God. Now I am not an atheist, I do believe in God. I hate being somewhere that falsely advertise one thing and you get something different. Now my mother and girlfriend were enjoying themselves but that only because they never had to sit through sermons like I have.
You might be wondering why I am getting upset about this. Well it is because in my life, I have had relatives and friends use religion as a tool. I had an ex girlfriend use God as an excuse to dump me. My stepmother is an evangel, so she basically preaches for a living. My auntie was heavily devoted to church. I had to also deal with being preach to in order to eat meals and get into a shelter. I have my way to pray and talk to God but don’t need someone to tell me how to do it. Now this guy was talking from his experiences but I hate when people become guilty of what they did in the past. I did not cry to God or hate God for my life but I learn to accept and not preach to people about my mistakes. So my point is if you believe in God, that’s fine but don’t try to preach it to others and expect others to be your sheep.
Eugene Chandler III
Recently, I attended something that made my skin crawl. Now if you know me, you know I do not like people forcing religion down anyone’s throat especially mines. There was a guy that came to town that was advertised as a motivational speaker. I like motivational speakers but only if they can motivate without religion. This guy had no arms or legs. He was from Australia and was talking but he was using religion. Now before he spoke, there was basically a revival. There was a family of singers that was signing and praising God. Now I am not an atheist, I do believe in God. I hate being somewhere that falsely advertise one thing and you get something different. Now my mother and girlfriend were enjoying themselves but that only because they never had to sit through sermons like I have.
You might be wondering why I am getting upset about this. Well it is because in my life, I have had relatives and friends use religion as a tool. I had an ex girlfriend use God as an excuse to dump me. My stepmother is an evangel, so she basically preaches for a living. My auntie was heavily devoted to church. I had to also deal with being preach to in order to eat meals and get into a shelter. I have my way to pray and talk to God but don’t need someone to tell me how to do it. Now this guy was talking from his experiences but I hate when people become guilty of what they did in the past. I did not cry to God or hate God for my life but I learn to accept and not preach to people about my mistakes. So my point is if you believe in God, that’s fine but don’t try to preach it to others and expect others to be your sheep.
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness 2010: Pop Culture Mark
Dear Friends,
Welcome to March Madness! This blog is going to teach people about what I already learned as a wrestling fan. Today’s word of the day is mark. A mark is someone that is a fan of something or someone. I am not a big wrestling fan but I am considered a mark. Actually, I am more of a smart mark. A smart mark is someone that knows more than the average fan. My girlfriend is a mark of pop culture. During the week off I had, my girlfriend showed me that she’s a mark. She actually tried to make me watch the Academy Awards. I hate awards shows. I feel that if you have to televise giving awards to people, you are a sad person. My girlfriend never explained to me why she wanted to watch it but I think it is because she’s a mark for pop culture. Just like she loves American Idol and watches it religiously. Now I have my guilty pleasures but I do not like watching people make fools of themselves.
So is she a mark? Yes she is because anything pop culture she has to watch. American Idol, Twilight, even award shows are things that she will watch. It upsets me because I would rather eat shit than watch mess like that. I do it for her but only to shut her up. So if you like pop culture, that’s fine but if you have to watch them religiously or even buy the crap, and then you are a mark.
Eugene Chandler III
Welcome to March Madness! This blog is going to teach people about what I already learned as a wrestling fan. Today’s word of the day is mark. A mark is someone that is a fan of something or someone. I am not a big wrestling fan but I am considered a mark. Actually, I am more of a smart mark. A smart mark is someone that knows more than the average fan. My girlfriend is a mark of pop culture. During the week off I had, my girlfriend showed me that she’s a mark. She actually tried to make me watch the Academy Awards. I hate awards shows. I feel that if you have to televise giving awards to people, you are a sad person. My girlfriend never explained to me why she wanted to watch it but I think it is because she’s a mark for pop culture. Just like she loves American Idol and watches it religiously. Now I have my guilty pleasures but I do not like watching people make fools of themselves.
So is she a mark? Yes she is because anything pop culture she has to watch. American Idol, Twilight, even award shows are things that she will watch. It upsets me because I would rather eat shit than watch mess like that. I do it for her but only to shut her up. So if you like pop culture, that’s fine but if you have to watch them religiously or even buy the crap, and then you are a mark.
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness 2010: Prequel
Dear Friends,
As we go into the third month of the year known as March, we also start my favorite time of the year: March Madness. Not only do we get excited about the college basketball tournament but I get excited because this is the month of the most craziness and wildest events. This time last year, I lost my biggest supporter of my life. Three years ago, my son was born into world. Even going back to 1997, that’s when my best friend became my college sweetheart. So this is the month of some wild events.
This entry is the prelude to March Madness, because this month is nothing but madness and it goes quick. Now I mention my son. He will be three this year. Now my son was a sore subject but this time around, it’s not. I came to the point where my son is not a burden but someone I want to know. I only got two years left before he will be aware of what’s going on. This also the month where I start my process to go back to work and back to my first love: Baseball. This year, there will be more pics and maybe a blog series based on my vendor activities. So let’s get ready for March Madness and the insanity that comes with it.
Eugene Chandler III
As we go into the third month of the year known as March, we also start my favorite time of the year: March Madness. Not only do we get excited about the college basketball tournament but I get excited because this is the month of the most craziness and wildest events. This time last year, I lost my biggest supporter of my life. Three years ago, my son was born into world. Even going back to 1997, that’s when my best friend became my college sweetheart. So this is the month of some wild events.
This entry is the prelude to March Madness, because this month is nothing but madness and it goes quick. Now I mention my son. He will be three this year. Now my son was a sore subject but this time around, it’s not. I came to the point where my son is not a burden but someone I want to know. I only got two years left before he will be aware of what’s going on. This also the month where I start my process to go back to work and back to my first love: Baseball. This year, there will be more pics and maybe a blog series based on my vendor activities. So let’s get ready for March Madness and the insanity that comes with it.
Eugene Chandler III
March Madness 2010: Black History 2010
Dear Friends,
During the month of March, I came up with a series called March Madness. This series is basically the march to my madness. Before I get to March Madness, I have to get through African American History. I originally wanted to do like a kid and write about my heroes and the people that helped me understand the world. I stated that I do not like saying I’m black. Black is a color but African American is my race. Now, I guess my topic for this entry is my recap of current African American History. I already got off into cheating men but most of the cheating men in the news are African American men. From the former mayor of Detroit to Tiger Woods, these men are cheating on their wives. Now just because we have a president that is African American, does not mean anything. One man cannot change the world. However, several men and women can. Oprah changed television, and print media. Obama is trying to change the U.S.
Now for everyone that’s doing well in the world, we have several that are doing badly. We have Michael Vick going to jail for dog fighting. We have Lil Wayne and T.I. going to federal jail for having guns. We also have lost some good African American men and women due to illness. Men like Michael Jackson and Bernie Mac. So for the people we lost, you could say that we will gain some people that will help change laws and the world.
So to me, the state of African Americans is up in the air. As an African American, it is not easy to live with other races and hope for the best. I wait for the worst and hope we don’t go back to a time where I would be considered less of a man and of a person. We are done with African American History, now on to March Madness.
Eugene Chandler III
During the month of March, I came up with a series called March Madness. This series is basically the march to my madness. Before I get to March Madness, I have to get through African American History. I originally wanted to do like a kid and write about my heroes and the people that helped me understand the world. I stated that I do not like saying I’m black. Black is a color but African American is my race. Now, I guess my topic for this entry is my recap of current African American History. I already got off into cheating men but most of the cheating men in the news are African American men. From the former mayor of Detroit to Tiger Woods, these men are cheating on their wives. Now just because we have a president that is African American, does not mean anything. One man cannot change the world. However, several men and women can. Oprah changed television, and print media. Obama is trying to change the U.S.
Now for everyone that’s doing well in the world, we have several that are doing badly. We have Michael Vick going to jail for dog fighting. We have Lil Wayne and T.I. going to federal jail for having guns. We also have lost some good African American men and women due to illness. Men like Michael Jackson and Bernie Mac. So for the people we lost, you could say that we will gain some people that will help change laws and the world.
So to me, the state of African Americans is up in the air. As an African American, it is not easy to live with other races and hope for the best. I wait for the worst and hope we don’t go back to a time where I would be considered less of a man and of a person. We are done with African American History, now on to March Madness.
Eugene Chandler III
Saturday, February 20, 2010
2010: Addiction and Pain Part I
Dear Friends,
Recently, I have been dealing with my mother and her addictions. Now, if you have known me for a long time, this was a sore subject. I am recently talking about it because she’s finally getting help for it. My mother is an alcoholic and former drug addict. Thank god, I am not that. I have learned to never be addicted to anything like that. My mother has been living with my girlfriend and I since the beginning of the year. My mother and I have had our differences but I love her. Her sins and addictions made me a better person because she needed me. My mother raised me to be able to live in this world without help. Her addictions are based on many things. Things I can only speculate on. My mother has been doing drugs since I was young but the drinking was recent.
So what does a son do to help a mother who’s going through this? I don’t know but it is hard because of some people in my life that does not want to help me. This is why I tend to things alone. I feel that if someone is in your life and they want to be in your life they need to help out. I keep forgetting that people are selfish these days. I know how to deal with my mom as a former drug user but not as an alcoholic. As I try to live life, I have to be the son to a mother that needs me.
My mother has been going to meetings but I have not got help to deal with this. That will change real soon. I guess not only it is time to get help to help my mother but to be around people that can relate to me. I use to say people could not deal with what I deal with but there are people that can deal with what I deal with. It is time to not only seek help for myself but also seek out people who live with an addict and how they cope with it. I guess for now, it is time to come out of the darkness and into the light.
Eugene Chandler III
Recently, I have been dealing with my mother and her addictions. Now, if you have known me for a long time, this was a sore subject. I am recently talking about it because she’s finally getting help for it. My mother is an alcoholic and former drug addict. Thank god, I am not that. I have learned to never be addicted to anything like that. My mother has been living with my girlfriend and I since the beginning of the year. My mother and I have had our differences but I love her. Her sins and addictions made me a better person because she needed me. My mother raised me to be able to live in this world without help. Her addictions are based on many things. Things I can only speculate on. My mother has been doing drugs since I was young but the drinking was recent.
So what does a son do to help a mother who’s going through this? I don’t know but it is hard because of some people in my life that does not want to help me. This is why I tend to things alone. I feel that if someone is in your life and they want to be in your life they need to help out. I keep forgetting that people are selfish these days. I know how to deal with my mom as a former drug user but not as an alcoholic. As I try to live life, I have to be the son to a mother that needs me.
My mother has been going to meetings but I have not got help to deal with this. That will change real soon. I guess not only it is time to get help to help my mother but to be around people that can relate to me. I use to say people could not deal with what I deal with but there are people that can deal with what I deal with. It is time to not only seek help for myself but also seek out people who live with an addict and how they cope with it. I guess for now, it is time to come out of the darkness and into the light.
Eugene Chandler III
2010: Am I A Father? Part II
Dear Friends,
Next month, my son is going to be three years old. Now I don’t talk about my son because it causes me great sadness. Not because he’s my son but the stress of dealing with it. I decided recently rather to be upset at my son’s mother to try to play nice. I decided to do that because my son does not deserve that from me. Now I am trying to also talk more about him and hope to see him. That’s only because as I get older, I find myself changing to be a better man. I want my son to be a better man than I am. So like I asked in my last blog: Am I a father? To be honest with you, I cannot say yes. I know my ex is a great mother.
I know I will not get father of the year. Just like my father, I am moving on with my life and also getting my life in order. Most people think it is easy being a parent. It is not. Not in this world we live in. Especially to those who create a kid but don’t want him at all. I am trying to stop that mentality in me. My son is going to hate me because I was not there and also because the lack of time I spent with him. Someone asked me if my son calls someone else daddy. To be honest with you, I don’t know. I’m not going to say I don’t care but I know that he will not call me daddy.
So as this month come to a close soon, there is a lack of responsibility to all those African American men who get a woman pregnant but don’t want the kid. Regardless if the woman is the same race or different, it is up to that man to take responsibility of that child. With that said, that’s where my journey starts and hopefully, I can make that something that will bring me happiness.
Eugene Chandler III
Next month, my son is going to be three years old. Now I don’t talk about my son because it causes me great sadness. Not because he’s my son but the stress of dealing with it. I decided recently rather to be upset at my son’s mother to try to play nice. I decided to do that because my son does not deserve that from me. Now I am trying to also talk more about him and hope to see him. That’s only because as I get older, I find myself changing to be a better man. I want my son to be a better man than I am. So like I asked in my last blog: Am I a father? To be honest with you, I cannot say yes. I know my ex is a great mother.
I know I will not get father of the year. Just like my father, I am moving on with my life and also getting my life in order. Most people think it is easy being a parent. It is not. Not in this world we live in. Especially to those who create a kid but don’t want him at all. I am trying to stop that mentality in me. My son is going to hate me because I was not there and also because the lack of time I spent with him. Someone asked me if my son calls someone else daddy. To be honest with you, I don’t know. I’m not going to say I don’t care but I know that he will not call me daddy.
So as this month come to a close soon, there is a lack of responsibility to all those African American men who get a woman pregnant but don’t want the kid. Regardless if the woman is the same race or different, it is up to that man to take responsibility of that child. With that said, that’s where my journey starts and hopefully, I can make that something that will bring me happiness.
Eugene Chandler III
African American History 2010: Cheating Black Men
Dear Friends,
Well after this week, this has been a week of scandal and humiliation. This week has also showed us how some people can try to change and others are basically punks. Locally, a man name Sam Riddle got off scot free in one case but catching hell in another one. If you don’t know about Sam Riddle, Google him and you will see what’s up with him. Another man that’s been in the news locally is former Detroit mayor Kwame Kilpatrick. It’s a shame he cannot pay all us Detroiters and people who work in Detroit back for basically lying about fucking his assistant. He owes the city of Detroit $1 million dollars. He is claiming broke. I am broke but I still get calls from bill collectors. He’s bitching because he cannot pay the city back. He’s lying his ass off.
Now we get to the main event: Tiger Woods. He gets caught cheating. He has over 12 women he was fucking at the time. He’s also just as big as Michael Jordan. So do I care if he apologizes and admits his mistakes? No because Tiger is a punk. Why would I call him a punk? Unlike Kwame who had his wife there and made it sincere, Tiger was alone. His mom was there but family will forgive you regardless. He’s a punk. I never liked him because he renounced his heritage. He’s mixed, African American and Asian. He upset me because he had the nerve to get hard and try to go off on the press. All I have to say about him is play golf and stop fucking around. He married a sexy woman but he had to get off while on the road. So I don’t want your apology Tiger but I want you to play golf and that it. I don’t like Golf. I feel he’s reign as king of golf is over.
So what do these three men have in common? Well they cheated on their wives, and also got caught in the public. They are also black men, except for Tiger. My advice to all you is if you going to cheat, don’t get caught. Also if you are famous, don’t cheat.
Eugene Chandler III
Well after this week, this has been a week of scandal and humiliation. This week has also showed us how some people can try to change and others are basically punks. Locally, a man name Sam Riddle got off scot free in one case but catching hell in another one. If you don’t know about Sam Riddle, Google him and you will see what’s up with him. Another man that’s been in the news locally is former Detroit mayor Kwame Kilpatrick. It’s a shame he cannot pay all us Detroiters and people who work in Detroit back for basically lying about fucking his assistant. He owes the city of Detroit $1 million dollars. He is claiming broke. I am broke but I still get calls from bill collectors. He’s bitching because he cannot pay the city back. He’s lying his ass off.
Now we get to the main event: Tiger Woods. He gets caught cheating. He has over 12 women he was fucking at the time. He’s also just as big as Michael Jordan. So do I care if he apologizes and admits his mistakes? No because Tiger is a punk. Why would I call him a punk? Unlike Kwame who had his wife there and made it sincere, Tiger was alone. His mom was there but family will forgive you regardless. He’s a punk. I never liked him because he renounced his heritage. He’s mixed, African American and Asian. He upset me because he had the nerve to get hard and try to go off on the press. All I have to say about him is play golf and stop fucking around. He married a sexy woman but he had to get off while on the road. So I don’t want your apology Tiger but I want you to play golf and that it. I don’t like Golf. I feel he’s reign as king of golf is over.
So what do these three men have in common? Well they cheated on their wives, and also got caught in the public. They are also black men, except for Tiger. My advice to all you is if you going to cheat, don’t get caught. Also if you are famous, don’t cheat.
Eugene Chandler III
Monday, February 15, 2010
2010: Am I A Father Part 1
Dear Friends,
If you know me, you know that I have a son. Now, am I a father? No because my son does not know who I am. Now, my girlfriend has friends that have kids. These kids know me as Gene for the exception of a few. Now after my son was born, my feelings towards kids were not good. Any kid around me knew not to bother me. Next month, my son will be three years old. In three years, my opinion of kids has changed a bit but when it comes to my son, as much as I want to see him and know him, I feel like there is no hope for that. Not because of his mother but more so because I’m not ready. Being a parent means you lose a bit of freedom that you had while being without child.
As I continue to live life and work on myself, this is the hardest thing I had to deal with. Too many emotions are involved. I want to see my son, and play with him. In this world, it is hard to be a parent without dealing with the issues involved with it. Unless you are married, it becomes a struggle to deal with the person you use to date and ended up having sex with and add in this child. Add to that, age differences. My best friend rode my ass to see my son. I love her for doing that but like I explain to her, it goes both ways. As I end this entry, I hope that this year would be the year I can see my son and be able to bond with him.
Eugene Chandler III
If you know me, you know that I have a son. Now, am I a father? No because my son does not know who I am. Now, my girlfriend has friends that have kids. These kids know me as Gene for the exception of a few. Now after my son was born, my feelings towards kids were not good. Any kid around me knew not to bother me. Next month, my son will be three years old. In three years, my opinion of kids has changed a bit but when it comes to my son, as much as I want to see him and know him, I feel like there is no hope for that. Not because of his mother but more so because I’m not ready. Being a parent means you lose a bit of freedom that you had while being without child.
As I continue to live life and work on myself, this is the hardest thing I had to deal with. Too many emotions are involved. I want to see my son, and play with him. In this world, it is hard to be a parent without dealing with the issues involved with it. Unless you are married, it becomes a struggle to deal with the person you use to date and ended up having sex with and add in this child. Add to that, age differences. My best friend rode my ass to see my son. I love her for doing that but like I explain to her, it goes both ways. As I end this entry, I hope that this year would be the year I can see my son and be able to bond with him.
Eugene Chandler III
2010: Jealousy
Dear Friends,
Recently, I had a heated discussion with someone because they do not like me. This woman, who is basically a prima bitch, had the nerve to judge my life. Unless you are God or Jesus, humans cannot past final judgment on a person. Now she was closed minded because of some of the things I told her friend. By the way, that’s what made this so heated. I was talking to her friend but she had to be nosy and jealous that her friend was talking to me instead of her. This bitch has gone as far as play games with me to make it seem like she wanted to be my friend. As you know, I don’t play games unless it is a board game or a video game.
This woman made me realize how a person can be so jealous over another. This bitch was jealous because I was friends with her friend. This trick had to go in her friend’s account just to fuck with me. This woman is bitter because her friend is trying to be with people that are not back stabbers. I will end this entry with a question: Would you be so jealous if a friend is talking to someone else?
Eugene Chandler III
Recently, I had a heated discussion with someone because they do not like me. This woman, who is basically a prima bitch, had the nerve to judge my life. Unless you are God or Jesus, humans cannot past final judgment on a person. Now she was closed minded because of some of the things I told her friend. By the way, that’s what made this so heated. I was talking to her friend but she had to be nosy and jealous that her friend was talking to me instead of her. This bitch has gone as far as play games with me to make it seem like she wanted to be my friend. As you know, I don’t play games unless it is a board game or a video game.
This woman made me realize how a person can be so jealous over another. This bitch was jealous because I was friends with her friend. This trick had to go in her friend’s account just to fuck with me. This woman is bitter because her friend is trying to be with people that are not back stabbers. I will end this entry with a question: Would you be so jealous if a friend is talking to someone else?
Eugene Chandler III
2010: Minorities
Dear Friends,
As we embark into this month and as I embark into learning about what other minorities contributed, I am learning that people are unappreciative to these people. I have been watching the CNN’s special called Black in America and Latino in America. I attend a community college that has less than 1% minorities. Most of the minorities are coming from Toledo or points close to Detroit. According to a lot of studies, African Americas and Latino Americas will be the predominate minorities. There is an African American president and a Latino American Supreme Court justice. I find this funny because the lack of another minority: GLBT community. I bring this up because being African American is hard in this country. Being African America and a woman is harder. However, being African America, female and lesbian is biggest of hardships. I believe all races, sexes, and lifestyles should be equal. In Detroit, there is an openly gay male who is the president of city council.
I feel that we generalize things to make it simpler for others. We also feel hating someone or something easier than embracing it. One of my biggest observations is how can African Americans still a minority. I live in Detroit on and off for 30 years. From studies and other information, African Americans are dying left and right. Latinos does not kill another over trivial things like shoes or glasses. I feel like a minority regardless where I am at. As I learn more, I plan on educating others that unlike other African Americans who fit into a stereotypes.
Eugene Chandler III
As we embark into this month and as I embark into learning about what other minorities contributed, I am learning that people are unappreciative to these people. I have been watching the CNN’s special called Black in America and Latino in America. I attend a community college that has less than 1% minorities. Most of the minorities are coming from Toledo or points close to Detroit. According to a lot of studies, African Americas and Latino Americas will be the predominate minorities. There is an African American president and a Latino American Supreme Court justice. I find this funny because the lack of another minority: GLBT community. I bring this up because being African American is hard in this country. Being African America and a woman is harder. However, being African America, female and lesbian is biggest of hardships. I believe all races, sexes, and lifestyles should be equal. In Detroit, there is an openly gay male who is the president of city council.
I feel that we generalize things to make it simpler for others. We also feel hating someone or something easier than embracing it. One of my biggest observations is how can African Americans still a minority. I live in Detroit on and off for 30 years. From studies and other information, African Americans are dying left and right. Latinos does not kill another over trivial things like shoes or glasses. I feel like a minority regardless where I am at. As I learn more, I plan on educating others that unlike other African Americans who fit into a stereotypes.
Eugene Chandler III
2010: Valentine's Day Hype
Dear Friends,
Why is Valentine’s Day so important to people? To all the single people, it reminds them they are alone. To those people who have someone, they have to buy something to appease their love ones. So why do most celebrate it? I am not saying, I hate the day but I am tired of the hype in the day. We live in a world where we hype up holidays. Starting in February and ends January, we hype up holidays.
Starting with Valentine’s Day, we will have all these events during the year that will be hyped to death. To me, Valentine’s Day makes some people get depressed. I use to be single and hated this day. I don’t hate this day but I just wish it would not be heavily hyped. With that said, that’s also true for the made up fall version called Sweetest Day. So to all those that have a lover, a partner, or even a close friend, enjoy the day but to all those who are single, don’t think about being alone but go out and enjoy being single.
Eugene Chandler III
Why is Valentine’s Day so important to people? To all the single people, it reminds them they are alone. To those people who have someone, they have to buy something to appease their love ones. So why do most celebrate it? I am not saying, I hate the day but I am tired of the hype in the day. We live in a world where we hype up holidays. Starting in February and ends January, we hype up holidays.
Starting with Valentine’s Day, we will have all these events during the year that will be hyped to death. To me, Valentine’s Day makes some people get depressed. I use to be single and hated this day. I don’t hate this day but I just wish it would not be heavily hyped. With that said, that’s also true for the made up fall version called Sweetest Day. So to all those that have a lover, a partner, or even a close friend, enjoy the day but to all those who are single, don’t think about being alone but go out and enjoy being single.
Eugene Chandler III
African American History 2010: Honoring My First Teacher
Dear Friends,
Today is my mother’s birthday but also one year ago, my mother’s family lost an icon. Last year, my great aunt passed. My great aunt was a teacher both in public schools and in church. My great aunt taught me how to read at an early age. The reason why I am bringing up my great aunt is because she was my first teacher, and my mom was my teacher and disciplinarian. It’s hard to not see my great aunt because she’s in a better place. I know she’s happier. This woman made me learn to tolerate things and try to understand rather than judge people and things. If she did live longer, she would be proud of what things are being done in the world. She grew up during a time of social injustice and segregation. As part of my journey into African American History, I am honoring my great aunt because she taught a lot of people the word of God and their ABCs and 123s.
Eugene Chandler III
Today is my mother’s birthday but also one year ago, my mother’s family lost an icon. Last year, my great aunt passed. My great aunt was a teacher both in public schools and in church. My great aunt taught me how to read at an early age. The reason why I am bringing up my great aunt is because she was my first teacher, and my mom was my teacher and disciplinarian. It’s hard to not see my great aunt because she’s in a better place. I know she’s happier. This woman made me learn to tolerate things and try to understand rather than judge people and things. If she did live longer, she would be proud of what things are being done in the world. She grew up during a time of social injustice and segregation. As part of my journey into African American History, I am honoring my great aunt because she taught a lot of people the word of God and their ABCs and 123s.
Eugene Chandler III
Friday, February 5, 2010
2010: Love and Hate
Dear Friends,
Love and Hate. Why is it we can love someone but hate someone else? We could love puppies but hate snakes? Hate is a strong word but love is just as strong of a word. I actually have a list of people I hate with a passion. I have a list of people I love with all my heart. I have been rethinking about why I hate these people. I was told that I hold grudges. I do because it makes me never want to be around these people.
Love is any of a number of emotions related to a sense of strong affection and attachment. The word love can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from generic pleasure ("I loved that meal") to intense interpersonal attraction ("I love my husband"). This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, even compared to other emotional states. Hate is an intense feeling of dislike. It may occur in a wide variety of contexts, from hatred of inanimate objects or animals, to hatred of other people, entire groups of people, people in general, existence, or everything; themselves (misanthropy; self-loathing).
To all those people that I love, thank you for accepting me into your life. Thank you for not only accepting me but feel needed as well. To those who I hate, well you know how I feel on you.
Eugene Chandler III
Love and Hate. Why is it we can love someone but hate someone else? We could love puppies but hate snakes? Hate is a strong word but love is just as strong of a word. I actually have a list of people I hate with a passion. I have a list of people I love with all my heart. I have been rethinking about why I hate these people. I was told that I hold grudges. I do because it makes me never want to be around these people.
Love is any of a number of emotions related to a sense of strong affection and attachment. The word love can refer to a variety of different feelings, states, and attitudes, ranging from generic pleasure ("I loved that meal") to intense interpersonal attraction ("I love my husband"). This diversity of uses and meanings, combined with the complexity of the feelings involved, makes love unusually difficult to consistently define, even compared to other emotional states. Hate is an intense feeling of dislike. It may occur in a wide variety of contexts, from hatred of inanimate objects or animals, to hatred of other people, entire groups of people, people in general, existence, or everything; themselves (misanthropy; self-loathing).
To all those people that I love, thank you for accepting me into your life. Thank you for not only accepting me but feel needed as well. To those who I hate, well you know how I feel on you.
Eugene Chandler III
2010: Needs and Wants
Dear Friends,
Wants and Needs. People want a lot of things but only need some. Why is it that we as a people want a lot but need a little? Recently I have been changing what I want in life and what’s needed. My needs are simple because of my hard life. I only need food, water, clothing, and shelter. I am simplistic because I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth or up my ass. I worked for my needs. I work for my lifestyle. However, there are a lot of things I want. I want a car. I want to be rich. I want to marry Halle Berry. In order to get some of my wants, I would have to work harder just to accomplish what I want. My point is there are a lot of people that want the world handed to them. I say if they don’t work for it, fuck them.
A need is something that is necessary for humans to live a healthy life. Needs are distinguished from wants because a deficiency would cause a clear negative outcome, such as dysfunction or death. A need can be objective and physical, such as food and water, or they can be subjective and psychological, such as the need for self-esteem. On a societal level, needs are sometimes controversial, such as the need for a nationalized health care system. Understanding needs and wants is an issue in the fields of politics, social science, and philosophy. A want is something that is desired. It is said that people have unlimited wants, but limited resources. Each person has wants. You might want a laptop while your best friend may want a desktop computer. Thus, people cannot have everything they want and must look for the best alternatives which they can afford. With the definitions said, why is it people bitch about what they want but not what they need? Hope this open your mind about what you want and what you need.
Eugene Chandler III
Wants and Needs. People want a lot of things but only need some. Why is it that we as a people want a lot but need a little? Recently I have been changing what I want in life and what’s needed. My needs are simple because of my hard life. I only need food, water, clothing, and shelter. I am simplistic because I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth or up my ass. I worked for my needs. I work for my lifestyle. However, there are a lot of things I want. I want a car. I want to be rich. I want to marry Halle Berry. In order to get some of my wants, I would have to work harder just to accomplish what I want. My point is there are a lot of people that want the world handed to them. I say if they don’t work for it, fuck them.
A need is something that is necessary for humans to live a healthy life. Needs are distinguished from wants because a deficiency would cause a clear negative outcome, such as dysfunction or death. A need can be objective and physical, such as food and water, or they can be subjective and psychological, such as the need for self-esteem. On a societal level, needs are sometimes controversial, such as the need for a nationalized health care system. Understanding needs and wants is an issue in the fields of politics, social science, and philosophy. A want is something that is desired. It is said that people have unlimited wants, but limited resources. Each person has wants. You might want a laptop while your best friend may want a desktop computer. Thus, people cannot have everything they want and must look for the best alternatives which they can afford. With the definitions said, why is it people bitch about what they want but not what they need? Hope this open your mind about what you want and what you need.
Eugene Chandler III
African American History 2010: The Beginning.
Dear Friends,
In the U.S. during the month of February, we celebrate Black History. I like to call it African American History. I’m not a color but a race of people. I am a descendent of a nation on the other side of the world. I am also a descendant of a people that was enslaved and abused. My mother and father were called Black, or Afro American. My grandparents and my other family members before me were called Negro and worst. I am blessed to live in this world because my ancestors and men like Dr. King and women like Rosa Parks fixed the world so I can live in a peaceful world. During this month, I will not only explore my history as an African American but also the true history of how African Americans help build not only the U.S. but the world.
Please note that also I will continue my exploration in my life and share some stories that I want to tell. I call myself a story teller because my life is full of stories and parables. As I get older, I find myself wanting to remember what I did in the past and to also to remind myself and to help other not make the same mistakes. So I hope you all will join me on a journey not only for this month but for the rest of 2010. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
In the U.S. during the month of February, we celebrate Black History. I like to call it African American History. I’m not a color but a race of people. I am a descendent of a nation on the other side of the world. I am also a descendant of a people that was enslaved and abused. My mother and father were called Black, or Afro American. My grandparents and my other family members before me were called Negro and worst. I am blessed to live in this world because my ancestors and men like Dr. King and women like Rosa Parks fixed the world so I can live in a peaceful world. During this month, I will not only explore my history as an African American but also the true history of how African Americans help build not only the U.S. but the world.
Please note that also I will continue my exploration in my life and share some stories that I want to tell. I call myself a story teller because my life is full of stories and parables. As I get older, I find myself wanting to remember what I did in the past and to also to remind myself and to help other not make the same mistakes. So I hope you all will join me on a journey not only for this month but for the rest of 2010. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Definition of a Family
Dear Friends,
Family- denotes a group of people or animals (many species form the equivalent of a human family wherein the adults care for the young) affiliated by consanguinity, affinity or co-residence. Although the concept of consanguinity originally referred to relations by "blood", anthropologists[who?] have argued that one must understand the idea of "blood" metaphorically and that many societies understand family through other concepts rather than through genetic distance.
That’s a long and wordy definition of family. However, in my life this is not true. My mother told me if I want to have siblings, I need to adopt. So in my 31 years, I have adopted people as my family. I have probably done this before but this is a new year and new rules. For the exception of having an adoptive father, I have adopted mothers, brothers, and sisters. With all families, we have our differences but we also have our moments. Most of my adoptive family is up around Flint MI except for my sisters which they are scattered. So as I continue to enlighten myself, I hope to extend my adoptive family.
Eugene Chandler III
Family- denotes a group of people or animals (many species form the equivalent of a human family wherein the adults care for the young) affiliated by consanguinity, affinity or co-residence. Although the concept of consanguinity originally referred to relations by "blood", anthropologists[who?] have argued that one must understand the idea of "blood" metaphorically and that many societies understand family through other concepts rather than through genetic distance.
That’s a long and wordy definition of family. However, in my life this is not true. My mother told me if I want to have siblings, I need to adopt. So in my 31 years, I have adopted people as my family. I have probably done this before but this is a new year and new rules. For the exception of having an adoptive father, I have adopted mothers, brothers, and sisters. With all families, we have our differences but we also have our moments. Most of my adoptive family is up around Flint MI except for my sisters which they are scattered. So as I continue to enlighten myself, I hope to extend my adoptive family.
Eugene Chandler III
Monday, January 25, 2010
Updated Bio
Full Name: Eugene Ellis Chandler III
Age: 33
Date of Birth: August 20th
Birthplace: Detroit, MI
Favorite Movies: The Matrix Trilogy, Star Wars series, Star Trek series, Man on Fire (Denzel version) and more.
Favorite Musical Artists: Michael Jackson, Janet Jackson, Sade, most Motown acts, Eminem, Kid Rock, and more.
Favorite Books: Any autobiographies, any African American literature, business books, and pro-wrestling book.
Guilty Sins: Pro wrestling, South Park, Family Guy, The Simpsons, and Any USA Network show (except Monk.)
Interests: Computers, Web Page Design, Business, and anything in between.
Age: 33
Date of Birth: August 20th
Birthplace: Detroit, MI
Favorite Movies: The Matrix Trilogy, Star Wars series, Star Trek series, Man on Fire (Denzel version) and more.
Favorite Musical Artists: Michael Jackson, Janet Jackson, Sade, most Motown acts, Eminem, Kid Rock, and more.
Favorite Books: Any autobiographies, any African American literature, business books, and pro-wrestling book.
Guilty Sins: Pro wrestling, South Park, Family Guy, The Simpsons, and Any USA Network show (except Monk.)
Interests: Computers, Web Page Design, Business, and anything in between.
2010: Am I A Writer?
Dear Friends,
Last night, I was watching the movie Julie and Julia. As I was watching this, I was thinking if I consider myself a writer. I am a storyteller. I am a computer nerd. However, I have never been called at writer. I have been writing since 1993. My earlier journal entries were on lined paper. My entries were filled with rage and nonsense. From 1993 to 1996, I sounded like a teen living in Detroit, MI. In 1996, when I went to University of Detroit Mercy, that’s when I really wrote my feelings and my dreams. I was writing in journal books. From 1996 to 2002, I have three volumes of journal entries. More of my hard living was from that time period. Anyways, as I was watching this movie, I questioned if I was a writer or not. According to the movie, a writer is not a writer until they are published. I feel like my life would be a good read but my epic based off my life would be better. Tyler Perry basically started the trend of using your life as a base to make plays and movies.
So am I a writer? Not yet because I would need to get a publisher or even an agent. I would need to also write more. I am a blogger. As starting February 1st, I will be doing more blogs aside from my wild and crazy life. Starting in April, I will also have a blog of my adventures in vending. Just like the movie, I plan on keep my goals and these things are set in stone. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Last night, I was watching the movie Julie and Julia. As I was watching this, I was thinking if I consider myself a writer. I am a storyteller. I am a computer nerd. However, I have never been called at writer. I have been writing since 1993. My earlier journal entries were on lined paper. My entries were filled with rage and nonsense. From 1993 to 1996, I sounded like a teen living in Detroit, MI. In 1996, when I went to University of Detroit Mercy, that’s when I really wrote my feelings and my dreams. I was writing in journal books. From 1996 to 2002, I have three volumes of journal entries. More of my hard living was from that time period. Anyways, as I was watching this movie, I questioned if I was a writer or not. According to the movie, a writer is not a writer until they are published. I feel like my life would be a good read but my epic based off my life would be better. Tyler Perry basically started the trend of using your life as a base to make plays and movies.
So am I a writer? Not yet because I would need to get a publisher or even an agent. I would need to also write more. I am a blogger. As starting February 1st, I will be doing more blogs aside from my wild and crazy life. Starting in April, I will also have a blog of my adventures in vending. Just like the movie, I plan on keep my goals and these things are set in stone. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
2010: Party Like It's 1999
Dear Friends,
If you know me, you know I am riddled with a lot of past acts and acts of my parents. Recently, I have started to retrace my steps as to what I did right in my life and what I fucked up on. My early blog about my first love was the catalyst for all this. 2010 is the year to correct and fix. I finally made peace with my high school sweetheart. We recently talked and it was made clear to me that for reason out of our control, we had to break up. Now that I fixed that road in my life, time to really get into the meat of my past. Next stop, 1999. Now I had a journal and wrote about my life back then. I was going through at during that time. I was attending University of Detroit Mercy. I was dealing with depression. My life was wild back then. So in August 1999, I was going to turn 21. I wanted more in my life. One thing I wanted do finally do was to have sex with my college sweetheart. At the time, we were in love and wanted to be together. Now at the time, I was working and had a friend I met at work. For the blog, my college sweetheart’s name is Gigi and this friend I speak of is named MM. Now during the day, I was with MM but on the weekends, it is Gigi’s time. However, what happened on 8/20/1999 changed my life. Basically, instead of having sex with Gigi, I got drunk and had sex with MM. You would think, I would feel guilty about this but I do not. That’s because the event open my eyes. What I am about to tell you is the part most people don’t know. That part is:
On 8/19/1999, I decided to make changes in my life. Normally, I hate to make these changes but since I was going to be 21, I wanted to. When I decided to hang out with MM, it was the start of a ride that I am still on. That night, my life changed because not only did I have sex with someone else but it was because a new person was created.
Since that change, I dumped Gigi to be with MM. I later found out that Gigi was messing around on me. So when I heard that, it made my changes easier and painless. Now unlike Shelly, my high school sweetheart, Gigi does not want to talk to me (That’s because of the events that occurred on 8/20/1999 in which Gigi made a fool of herself). That part of my life will never be closed. However, I have decided to move on just so that I can at least remember and laugh about it. So as I continue with my journey to fix my life and finally get my shit together, I learned that most people will forgive but never forgot what happened while dealing with me. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
If you know me, you know I am riddled with a lot of past acts and acts of my parents. Recently, I have started to retrace my steps as to what I did right in my life and what I fucked up on. My early blog about my first love was the catalyst for all this. 2010 is the year to correct and fix. I finally made peace with my high school sweetheart. We recently talked and it was made clear to me that for reason out of our control, we had to break up. Now that I fixed that road in my life, time to really get into the meat of my past. Next stop, 1999. Now I had a journal and wrote about my life back then. I was going through at during that time. I was attending University of Detroit Mercy. I was dealing with depression. My life was wild back then. So in August 1999, I was going to turn 21. I wanted more in my life. One thing I wanted do finally do was to have sex with my college sweetheart. At the time, we were in love and wanted to be together. Now at the time, I was working and had a friend I met at work. For the blog, my college sweetheart’s name is Gigi and this friend I speak of is named MM. Now during the day, I was with MM but on the weekends, it is Gigi’s time. However, what happened on 8/20/1999 changed my life. Basically, instead of having sex with Gigi, I got drunk and had sex with MM. You would think, I would feel guilty about this but I do not. That’s because the event open my eyes. What I am about to tell you is the part most people don’t know. That part is:
On 8/19/1999, I decided to make changes in my life. Normally, I hate to make these changes but since I was going to be 21, I wanted to. When I decided to hang out with MM, it was the start of a ride that I am still on. That night, my life changed because not only did I have sex with someone else but it was because a new person was created.
Since that change, I dumped Gigi to be with MM. I later found out that Gigi was messing around on me. So when I heard that, it made my changes easier and painless. Now unlike Shelly, my high school sweetheart, Gigi does not want to talk to me (That’s because of the events that occurred on 8/20/1999 in which Gigi made a fool of herself). That part of my life will never be closed. However, I have decided to move on just so that I can at least remember and laugh about it. So as I continue with my journey to fix my life and finally get my shit together, I learned that most people will forgive but never forgot what happened while dealing with me. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Thursday, January 21, 2010
2010: First Loves
Dear Friends,
Todat's blog is going to be about first loves. Now normally, I have not talked about first loves. I'm not talking about food, toys, or any item. This is about women and being in love. If you have not heard the story let me give you the short and sweet version of this:
Back in 1994, I was a 10th grader at my alma mater: CMA High School. I had my first high school sweetheart. Her real name will be omitted but her nickname was Shelly. She was a 9th grader. Anyways, the way we met was I saved her from some asshole. Since then we were doing the high school thing. I wrote her notes and called her. Until I learned my first lesson in love and race relations. (She was white and her family was not happy with her being with a black male.) So basically, I spent my entire 10th grade year being hurt and being sad from losing someone.
I bring this horrible memory up because as I go to college and see so many 18 year olds with their high school sweethearts, I wish them happiness and hope they do not end up hating their high school sweethearts. Do I hate mines? I use to but now, I hope she's happy with her life. However, that expirience did make me question how to love someone and also if they were going to be around forever. If your reading this Shelly, email me and let's catch up on things.
Eugene Chandler III
Todat's blog is going to be about first loves. Now normally, I have not talked about first loves. I'm not talking about food, toys, or any item. This is about women and being in love. If you have not heard the story let me give you the short and sweet version of this:
Back in 1994, I was a 10th grader at my alma mater: CMA High School. I had my first high school sweetheart. Her real name will be omitted but her nickname was Shelly. She was a 9th grader. Anyways, the way we met was I saved her from some asshole. Since then we were doing the high school thing. I wrote her notes and called her. Until I learned my first lesson in love and race relations. (She was white and her family was not happy with her being with a black male.) So basically, I spent my entire 10th grade year being hurt and being sad from losing someone.
I bring this horrible memory up because as I go to college and see so many 18 year olds with their high school sweethearts, I wish them happiness and hope they do not end up hating their high school sweethearts. Do I hate mines? I use to but now, I hope she's happy with her life. However, that expirience did make me question how to love someone and also if they were going to be around forever. If your reading this Shelly, email me and let's catch up on things.
Eugene Chandler III
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
African American History
Dear Friends,
Next month is what most called Black History Month. As a kid, it was the only way to remember what black people accomplished before my birth. Now I hate being called black. Black is a color. I’m not a color. I’m African American. My mother was called Afro American. My grandparents were called Negro American. I find it hard that kids today do not know who Thurgood Marshall was or even Benjamin Carson. I find it sad that kids know about P. Diddy, and 50 Cents but cannot tell someone who was James Brown or Eartha Kitt. Even my Caucasian friends are wondering why there is a lack of history with African Americans. So with that said, I hope people know their history especially African Americans. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Next month is what most called Black History Month. As a kid, it was the only way to remember what black people accomplished before my birth. Now I hate being called black. Black is a color. I’m not a color. I’m African American. My mother was called Afro American. My grandparents were called Negro American. I find it hard that kids today do not know who Thurgood Marshall was or even Benjamin Carson. I find it sad that kids know about P. Diddy, and 50 Cents but cannot tell someone who was James Brown or Eartha Kitt. Even my Caucasian friends are wondering why there is a lack of history with African Americans. So with that said, I hope people know their history especially African Americans. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Old School and History
Dear Friends,
I know I am late in doing my blogs but my thing is that I do not do happy blogs. Most people that know me know that I am not a cheerful person. I am a realist and never look on the bright side. Now for today’s topic, I want to talk about the lack of history people know about. I am 31 years old and can remember what occurred from 1983 to present day. I have taken history classes and can recall my American history and also some world history. Teens only can remember what they know as kids. Saying that, since I was born in the 1980’s and most people can relate to all things 1980’s. I do not like a person calling something in 1990’s old school. Old school to me is anything preceding them (anything older than them) but I know some people don’t know any better. With that said, I hope that what’s going on in the 2000’s is not considered old school. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
I know I am late in doing my blogs but my thing is that I do not do happy blogs. Most people that know me know that I am not a cheerful person. I am a realist and never look on the bright side. Now for today’s topic, I want to talk about the lack of history people know about. I am 31 years old and can remember what occurred from 1983 to present day. I have taken history classes and can recall my American history and also some world history. Teens only can remember what they know as kids. Saying that, since I was born in the 1980’s and most people can relate to all things 1980’s. I do not like a person calling something in 1990’s old school. Old school to me is anything preceding them (anything older than them) but I know some people don’t know any better. With that said, I hope that what’s going on in the 2000’s is not considered old school. More to come.
Eugene Chandler III
Happy New Year!
Dear Friends,
Happy New Year!!!! Well we are in 2010, and I am back to blogging. This year I will be blogging more because Twitter is just displaying my mood in a day but my thoughts are a different story. As I approach this year, I am going to do more things. I am also going to see more of this world we live in. I am also going to learn new tricks and trades. Basically, I am going to do more and be a better person. Another thing I will do is break my rule about names in my blogs. So my future blogs will be to those who really read my thoughts. So until tomorrow, speak to you all later.
Eugene Chandler III
Happy New Year!!!! Well we are in 2010, and I am back to blogging. This year I will be blogging more because Twitter is just displaying my mood in a day but my thoughts are a different story. As I approach this year, I am going to do more things. I am also going to see more of this world we live in. I am also going to learn new tricks and trades. Basically, I am going to do more and be a better person. Another thing I will do is break my rule about names in my blogs. So my future blogs will be to those who really read my thoughts. So until tomorrow, speak to you all later.
Eugene Chandler III
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