Shackle Keep
Welcome, dear visitors, to Shackle Keep.
This is just a little place for yours truly to ramble, essentially. I'm not really one given to writing down my thoughts, feelings or what have you. I roll with everything, and I have a horrible memory, so I live in the now, so to speak. It makes having responsibilities interesting, I'll tell you.
(Don't expect this to make any cohesive sense, or have any structure. I'm writing as I think, and will NOT be checking over this or altering it in any fashion, if I can help it. Stream of consciousness, or whatever it is they call it. Thoughtvomit!)
So, those of you who know me already, know me. Those of you who don't..Well, you will, if you keep reading and I keep scribbling in this scrapbook..Thing.
Name's Hugh. Surname Friel. Hugh in Irish is Aodh, which is the name of (many) Irish gods of fire/sun/war/chaos, what have you. I like it. My surname translate to Man of Valour. I like this also. Used to be a time when I hated my name. When I was a kid (Small, chubby, crippled with shyness, and a geek), the other kids, naturally enough, capitalised on the many, many words my name rhymes with, and I hated it with a passion. Always wanted to be called Jack, or Wolf, or something..Cooler. Nowadays, though, I'm proud of my name. My dad's Hugh Friel, and my granded, though I never met him, was also Hugh Friel. I respect my dad a great deal. From what I've heard, I'd also have respected my grandfather quite a lot as well. I hope, too, that the next Hugh Friel (There will be one, be it mine or a sibling's kid) will respect me in turn. I know I've not done much to earn respect from people, but I've got a lot of time. I'm not even 20 yet.
Talking about respect..It's important. However, my view on it's a tiddles strange. If I respect someone, I'll take the mickey out of them big time. I'll be brutally, ruthlessly honest with them. I'll help them out when they need it, if I can, I'll be a regular bastard to people who try to upset them, and so on. My respect displays itself in an unusual manner, I guess, but it's genuine.
I'm a guy who banters a lot, and it's rough banter, but goddamit, it's enjoyable if you find someone who can take it in good humour. People like that are depressingly, depressingly rare. Hell. I gave someone a little nudge of a comment the other day, and they took it waaaay too seriously, even though it was painfully obvious I was joking. I just don't understand this. Why take everything so seriously? Why be insulted by the least thing? What especially baffles me is people who dish it out but can't take it. They infuriate me beyond measure. If you can't take what you dish, don't serve. Simple. Don't whinge, don't bitch, don't blow up if someone returns what you've been giving them the whole time. 'cuz god, that's just idiotic. But yeah. If it looks like I'm insultin' you, well..I'm probably just messin' around with you. Take it in stride, give back in kind, and we'll get along famously. If I don't like you, I will make it painfully, painfully clear. I'm infamous for doing this among my peers. There's a few people I don't like in my college. Not in my class, thank god, but they're friends with my classmates, or what have you. There's two particular guys I simply cannot stand, at all. Weirdly, they're both called Christian. One dresses like a neo-Nazi. He's an idiot. The other is just..Insufferably dense, and moronic. I have told them several times when they tried to initiate conversation with me that I do not like them. Simple as that. "I don't like you. Go away, you idiot." Took a few times, but they eventually got the message, and now we exist peacefully by ignoring each other. I like it. No back-biting, no bitching behind their backs, just right to their face, idunlikyougowai. Sure, it's harsh, rude and makes me look like a royal ass, but it gets the job done and saves a lot of heartache. I think it's the most efficient way of getting rid of idiots. I don't like idiots.
I am aware, of course, that the majority of the world doesn't function like this. Most normal people will be at the every least polite to people they don't like. Others will be downright pleasant, and then bitch about them when they're not there. This behaviour baffles, and, admittedly, disgusts me. Why play at being nice when you can just be honest about disliking them? Sure, it'll probably hurt their feelings, but it's better that than lying to them for god knows how long and having them find out you were backbitching about'em. My approach is cavemannish, yeah, but I'd vastly prefer someone come up to me and tell me how they really feel about me to my face. Now, my candidness doesn't just extend to intense dislike. It I think someone's cool, really sound, pretty, or possessed of some other admirable trait, I'll tell them as easily as I would tell them I didn't like them. This is something I wish people would do a lot more often. Let people know how awesome they are. If your friend is really reliable, is a genuinely nice person, or what have you, loveofgod, tell them. You'd be amazed how good it makes people feel. It really can turn their day around. Same goes for people being attracted to someone. Life would be so much less stressful and fluid if people could just go, "Hi. I'm single, and I think you're really cute/awesome/amazing/hunky." Sadly, doing this, for the most part, would just earn a weird look and a slow backing off. Depresses me a little to think that being honest with people gets you shunned.
So, I'm outspoken. I know I am. I was told recently I was outspoken, to a fault, but it was listed amongst a sprinkling of other good qualities I possess, so I'm good with it. Some places, though..Well,most places, the outspoken gig isn't great. You clash with authority a lot, and it gets you into shit a lot. I'm used to it, but I can say I stand up and speak up about what I think isn't being done right, or what could be done better, or what shouldn't be done at all. I'm proud of that. Normally, things don't bother me enough to stir me to say anything, but I'm largely an apathetic kinda guy unless I have some personal investment in something. This largely takes the form of people I'm fond of. I wouldn't call'em friends, per se, as I don't think I have one of those. Friends in my eyes are people you can trust absolutely, rely on, tell anything to, have them tell you anything, and get on great with. I don't have anyone remotely like that. Which is fine, but I do have people I'm fond of. Now, I'm a loyal, loyal fella. If I like someone, even a little, I'm going to go to great lengths to make sure I do what I can to help them out in life. Lend them money, randomly buy them a treat, generally be there for them, and standing up for them. That kind of thing. I'm normally a fairly passive guy. I actually, amazingly, don't like arguing. I'd rather keep my head down and soldier on in blissful ignorance, but I can't. If someone upsets my friend or is the cause of something upsetting my friend, I will tear them to shreds. I'm vicious when it comes to my friends and family, and I get very obvious about my displeasure. For the most part, people appreciate this. A fair bit of the time, though, they don't. Which upsets me a little, but hey.
Anyway. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'd make an awesome friend, and would have awesome friends, if they just understood where I was coming from a little better. This extends to my online interactions. It's much worse, because people don't have the visual cues or vocal expression to attach to the words, and will generally assume I'm just being a jerk, when I am really not. It bugs me, but I'm slowly beginning to not care. I have two or three people who understand and appreciate my peculiar sense of humour, and that's all I need. To those, who should know who they are, if they read this..Thanks, guys. Really. You make all the thin-skinned morons and idiots tolerable <3
Hm. I believe I have rambled quite a lot this time. I will probably do so again.
If you feel like jotting down some thoughts, comments, criticisms, "IHATEYOUAMONS", or what have you, do feel free. I'll read anything posted here.
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