Caught in the Dark

    Right so we're off to another one of my video spree's, this one being the newest one I made a week or two ago, finally got my internet back so it's uploaded. It's a little horror short we made called "Caught in the Dark" about a man caught in his apartment as an unseen force waits outside to get in. I hope ye enjoy! It required a whole night of editing :P

A Kiss To Be Remembered

    During the hustle bustle of Galway night life, a few friends and I decided to go for a drink at our local, Neacthain's pub. We all sat and drank our pints to merry content as we told the stories of our rather monotonous lives thinking they were hilarious to our fake laughter. Half way through this conversation my friend Damian offered me a cigarette in joining him for a smoke, I obliged.

    So off we went outside and smoked watching people rush us by eagerly to get to the pub boxes for drinks and what not and as we watched we noticed one of the city's socially dysfunctional people walking by across the road. Now don't get me wrong, I feel sorry for this guy because he's the more severe of the mentally ill people wandering the streets of Galway, but from one of my previous excursions outside Neachtain's I saw him hit a woman across the back of the head because she did not have a lighter to give.

"He actually kinda looks like House, but even more angry. And even more psychotic."

    So naturally I was afraid of his presence because he constantly shouts loudly and violently at passerbys in threatening tones. The trick with him is to avoid eye contact. Much to my dismay I had accidently made eye contact with him at this very moment in time. I quickly turned my head nearly giving myself whiplash and looked at Damian saying "Oh God he just saw me looking at him" to which Damian kindly replied "Yes Seán, he's coming over now". Afraid to turn around I just ignored the unfolding event hoping the man would veer as violently as he talks to people to the left or right. Neither happened.

    I turned around to be greeted to his face practically in mine. He held his hand out waggling his fingers like a piano player with arthritis. I was afraid so I shook his hand hoping he would leave. He shouted in my face with a positive comment, not a bad one, to which I didn't fully understand and then asked for a cigarette. I calmly replied while shaking nervously "I'm sorry bud, this is my last one" to which he brushed me off (with an exhale of relief on my behalf) and turned to Damian. "I'm sorry bud, I got this off a friend inside" said the Damian. And then the man got angry. So Damian, out of the well being of not getting smacked in the face offered the man the rest of his cigarette.

    A hilarious hen party broke out inside of my nerves as I thought this was the end of the situation. But no, much to my dismay the man leaned over and gave me a hug with his arm, resembling more of a headlock than anything, and kissed me on the neck whispering "Thank you". I presume he was trying to thank Damian whom quickly went inside straight after this. I WAS following suite until the man stopped me wriggling his fingers at me yet again. Scared and confused I went to shake his hand again, was this the beginning of a new relationship? No. He was not pleased I tried to shake his hand, instead he violently shuddered towards the cigarette still in my hand. Naturally I obliged and he took it now holding two cigarettes, one in each hand. I then made somewhat of a a dash to the door which was only a meter away at this point when he grabbed me yet again and nudged me in the ribs and screamed in my face,

"Don't die".

"My Reaction"

I didn't. But the look on his face almost led me to believe that I was about to. I made it back inside to warmth and safety a millisecond later. The lads laughed, I nearly cried and we all pretty much went home.

And that, my friends, is the most action I've had in a while. And it's a kiss I will remember for days, weeks, hell even YEARS to come.

Until next time, BYEILOVEYOU!

Gazing Upon People and Past

So after a mad summer of parties, weddings and going-away-wakes for my friends  Becky and Dee (who deserve a post on their own for some of the stories I have about those asylum fugitives), I've managed to get evicted from one apartment 3 times (the third being the charm) and winding up living in my friends' old apartment bang in the middle of Galway City, but here, I practically lived there anyways so it was only destiny that I land up here. The Summer past was eventful to say the least.

Now I sit on my perch stealing internet from a free hotspot café with my laptop (which is practically rubble, becoming merely a mess of wires,  a TFT monitor and keyboard) where it sits nestled in the corner of the room at the window because it's the only place I can pick up internet. This however is working out wonderfully as I have become the ultimate voyeur, peering out as people walk by unsuspectingly to my gaze. It may be creepy but it's a hella lot of entertainment, lets just hope no one looks up or my face may meet the window sill in an attempt to hide which would prove more noticeable as my face explodes against the window by the sheer force of my ducking powers for the now suspecting viewer. I guess you could say I couldn't be happier at the moment.

"I''m watching you"

But here here, I have decided that I've now finally built up a requiem of stories to tell that I will post over the next few weeks for anyone who cares to enjoy, I can assure you one or two may catch your interest, but for now I'll only go with what I can think of because it will take time to piece together some of the nights of madness that are both memorable and unmemorable at the same time.

My plans this year are to quit smoking again, make silly shorts to more serious shorts (that may inadvertently turn out to be silly), find an unsuspecting boyfriend who can buy me custard cream biscuits and make me tea at a whim's notice and possibly become a celebrity. These are all unlikely things, especially some one who will buy me biscuits and make me tea. And the celebrity part. And the short films part. And the smoking part. Hmm this is almost like my new years resolutions again.

Realistically I've just realised I don't know where I'm going with this post so I will start with the more disturbing story that actually got me evicted from my last apartment. I call it "Don't Shit on your own Doorstep", you'll understand soon enough.

Amongst the fair warnings of parties and so called anti social behaviour warnings from our landlords (to which I disagree, parties are incredibly social if they stopped and thought about it) there was one particular incident that seemingly went in favour of our eviction. The worst part was, it wasn't even our fault but it was obvious we would be blamed.

Upon returning to my apartment block with a few friends after clubbing, we entered the downstairs lobby area of my block to get the elevator to the third floor where my apartment was. However, before we could even make it to the lift we were hit with what can only be described as a gigantic fart (which wasn't far off the truth). What was this fart you say? Why, it was none other than literal shit all over the lobby floor. Let me elaborate.

Apparently while we were out boogying down like the groovey cats we are, some poor girl back in Kirwan's Court who may have had a little too much to drink managed to wander from a party in the block down to the front door of the lobby. But this simple task proved exceedingly difficult to our female friend and the overwhelming sense of her victory travel to the door made her puke all over herself and pass out. But that wasn't all. I'm assuming that when she came to again that she got so excited about the prospects beyond the door that she couldn't contain herself any longer.

And SHIT eeeeeeeeverywhere.

"I just shit on your doorstep!"

And when I say everywhere I mean it, my theory is she tried to walk again which was unfortunately brought her into this mess in the first place, while proceeding to unload into our lobby area. In the end the paramedics had to pick up our poohey friend and leave. But they did us a small favour, they left news papers on the biggest poohs so we didn't have to see all of them, like she was a DOG!

Anyways, much to our disgust we went upstairs and slept or whatever. The next day a caretaker told us that everyone though she came from our house and a few hours later we had an eviction notice in the form of our landlord standing at the door. What a shitty situation har har har! We naturally explained that we don't get that... SHIT faced, when out and about and that we are also aware of where the toilets are if we do need to use them but alas, it was all in vane, that was the final nail in my eviction from number 23 Kirwan's Court. And while we didn't shit on our own doorstep, someone else happily did it for us.

So that was the story of how I wound up perched here, gazing sexily out the window with come-hither-to eyes contemplating the next step in my exceedingly unpredictable life (when I say that I mean bad luck), which is in part why I came back to this.

For now, I bid you adieu, until next time I say, don't shit yourselves, it's not cleanly and it may get people evicted from their apartments!

Toodles!

Making Moosic

    Well this is another lazy attempt of a post since I never appear to come onto this anymore unless I've made a new video, never the less, it is a post. After a brief unfortunate even of Camera being stolen/Camera being recovered, I decided out of sheer happiness that I would make a new video. This ended up being me hitting things in my room and trying to assort it into a random rhythm. The result is nothing special but I'm happy that I got a little more creative than usual with this one, so I hope ye can enjoy it for what it's worth!

Woe, Is Rhonda

Well it looks like this will be the last of my Rhonda videos for a while, I think the balance I was trying to keep between weird and funny his finally just tipped right into weird and silly. But for what it is (which isn't much with any of these videos to be honest :P ) I hope we can enjoy Rhonda's mini send off for the next few months or year!

Gettin' Groovey With Plastic!

   Well another evening of boring endeavours has produced yet another shorter but slightly funkier short than the ones I have made before, I give you Rhonda's big debut music video, short and sweet like my little mannequin friend!

Kicking Open the Closet Door

    Well after a fairly mad year in Galway after finishing college I have to say I've had a great time and a few changes became apparent in my life. Mind you they were only few and what I thought would make things radically different in my life only made everything become more normal to me. For those of you who now me that haven't heard (although I'm pretty sure most people do know by now at this stage) I came out over the year since last Summer as Gay or Homosexual if you will. I don't know how many of you will read this but I'd like to just use this as a platform for anyone who missed the news (not that it's a big deal really) to get to the rest of anyone who hasn't heard my "big news" as quoted by my mother. Apologies also to those who didn't know until now, announcing things like this in person becomes exhausting sometimes and since everyone I've been around lately seems to know I just flew with the "everyone knows" attitude. Also, I think anyone who finds out off this will have been more privileged than most of my family was when last Summer I drunkenly texted them at 4.30 in the morning via webtext online saying I was gay to them. It was an interesting wake up text for them!

"Seán O'Beirn has come out, and now the boys are lining up!"

    So anyways, if any of you were wondering how long I was "hiding" this for I can give you a little backstory on it I suppose. I started to realise that I was gay between the age of 16-18 but I never admitted it to myself, it was all confustering and a little new to me. Just a little. There wasn't really much to this time period it was just something about myself I was suppressing or hiding because I found it embarrassing initially. We all deal with things our own way and I was dealing with this my way, which was basically ignoring what is instinct to me. I won't lie, it was stressful and and I used to pretend to myself thinking I could change, but it was never overwhelming at the same time so I never expected or wanted to garner pity for myself. When I was off to college however the new world of Galway became opportunity as I made a tonne of new friends and realised after meeting new people that I could ease up on my sexuality and become more acceptant of myself, it was the only way to go really. Also through the power of interweb and gay chat/dating sites I also made a few friends over the internet that were established around Galway, so that became a sort of doorway into the Gay community for me.

   After the first year of college I came to admit to myself that I was gay, the biggest hurdle of them all in my opinion and after that things took a while but were certainly much easier. I made a good few gay friends over the college years and even secretly went on a date or two (oh my!) and also came out (drunkenly) to two of my college friends, but it was around the Summer of last year when I started hanging around a group of lads and girls who are gay that I really became at ease with my sexuality.

   I began going to the scene on nights out towards the end of my final college year with this group and then once summer hit and the fact that I was living in Galway for it, I was going out with them constantly. It was all new to me yet refreshing that I was able to relax and relate to them about the same things that I was never able to do with my straight friends (I mean that in no bad way of course) and the more at ease I became the less I cared about what other people thought. I decided it was time to tell more people, my sister being the first because I lived with her at the time. I did this drunkenly as well, I have a thing for saying things when I'm drunk it seems. I suppose it was a cowardly way of doing it but in the end I said it which is still a big deal in the end. As it turns out now, I've never been happier with the results.

"Aine..... I think I'm Gay"

    Then as I mentioned at the beginning I told my family and as the summer progressed it turned out my class in college knew and then I told some friends from home and yada yada. etc., it just all snowballed out of control and eventually turned into an avalanche so many people knew come the start of 2011. I was shocked at how little people cared, not that I expected them to being like "wtf!?" but more because no one even really asked me about it. Then I came to realise that being gay is just a part of my life and not what defines me which led me to think "why was I giving a shit all this time?". The Summer ended up being an absolutely mad binge of a first step but a great laugh in the end and it has become a very important stepping stone in my life.

   When I did the Galway Pride and Limerick Pride they were both great experiences and all the time I was learning about how illy perceived the community was (for the most part) and, really, just how normal it was to be gay. Nothing was different. People would ask "Oh, what's it like to be gay?" and I just would say "What's it like being straight?". I find it funny because when you make people think like that, the difference ends up being very little. Sure we like the same sex, but the feelings are still all the same. A guy likes a guy the same way a guy likes a girl, or a girl likes a guy the same way a girl likes a girl, you can look at it from any gender but it doesn't matter, it's all the same feelings in the end which is the important part. It just so happens to be that I like guys myself instead of girls, that's all. Anyways I could end up going on and on about this stance I have on homosexuality but really I just wanted to let ye know how I came to embrace being gay and not caring that I was, so I'll leave this discussion at that!

    Anyways, I have happily been out to many for a while and I had a great year (the year being a college year) and I won't bother going into the details of it but I've never been more comfortable with myself in my life. I wrote this mainly because I thought people who don't know deserve to know and those who wanted to know more now know...well, more! Although at the same time I have yet  to see if anyone will even read this :P. I thank all of those who are cool with it and supportive, it's been great (Sorry I won't go into specific people, there's too many to thank for different reasons, but everyone knows how important they are in the end!) and for those of you who read this it is muchos appreciated that you took the time to.

There's not much else to here really, but I guess I could also use this as an opportunity to explain the unruly campiness of THIS:

My biggest regret is that I didn't tell people sooner.

Till next time, toodles!