Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Slaughterhouse Gloom

School today made me realise how much of just plain expressions are being muttered out of each face, but what overwhelmed me was amount of sodomy, sadness and or plain blank. I MAY NOT know what's up, so you should in no way fire the heck outta me, I'm just stating my consciousness. 

1) Chill man, you make the best out of everyday, it's just not worth the waste. Sides' it isn't what comes to you, it's what you make out of it. 2) Chill pills, I have plenty, want some? You already have em' by the way - Just take life from the good side of it. 3) Ignorant or social, blatantly head smacking or pillowy, how bad could bad be?

People are gonna really attack me on this...but think about it for just a freaking second before you rip my head apart from my body while still leaving the veins intact - that's a killer.

Having said that, I'm prepared for whatever you're gonna blast me with. Be it arsehole, "what a dick" or "you know nothing". I'm perfectly inclined to say, "That's the way it is always settled".

How could someone say they've gone through the worse without knowing what's the best?

Two words: Cheer up! 
It is as easy as it sounds. Bar none


Saturday, March 28, 2009

Global Warming and what not

What do you mean global warming is immeasurable? 
What do you mean global warming will happen when it wants to?
What do you mean that all these are not worth taking action?

This was when I realised there are still these inconsiderate people still living in this home of ours called Earth they do not deserve.

Global warming IS HAPPENING, you can't wait for another tsunami to really say, "Oh it happened"

Albeit the fact that most of us are switching off our lights for an hour that could do A LOT to save Earth, you say it is not worthwhile. True that 1 person can't make a difference, but 2 million people can, 2 billion people can, we're going worldwide arse! 

So, lights off, 8.30 (in exactly 30 minutes more) pm, 28th March, where ever you are in the world.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

One Crowded Hour

...just in case you didn't know, the jingle featured on the official Earth Hour Ad/Vid is from Augie March, an Australian band featuring their song "One Crowded Hour". Some song I've been listening to since nearly a year ago, hoping it to be featured somewhere. Too good of a song to be left alone.
The Earth Hour movement has grown so rapidly even major companies are joining in! I can't stress this enough but GO! sign your name up on earthhour.org, and switch off your lights on the 28th of March, where ever you may be in the world, for an hour. If I haven't emphasised enough already on my previous post on earth hour, IT IS ONLY AN HOUR. 

Be reasonable, if you were to say I'm only doing this cause everyone else is, that's just not doing anyone good, but kudos to you for following something good. It's for those penguins and fishies and WE OURSELVES. 

For those who I have not told already, make a video of yourself spending your Earth Hour where ever you may be. Only the circle of friends, for I don't wanna collaborate the whole world just yet. I'm still an indie editor mind you!

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

When those airplanes in the skies actually look like cows

...thats my interpretation on what it is isn't what it seems to be.

I was a couch potato this holiday. No, a chair potato, in front of my Mac with some reference book by my side. Be it history or physics, chemistry or biology, my holidays were "well spent".

I need to get out after the exams, which ends just tomorrow. Dive deep in to my pool and submerge myself with just silence. It's some peaceful world underwater, you don't hear anything but mumbling-like-bass-sound. 

Beginning to get a hang of John Mayer's solo rendition on Belief in his not long ago released album "Where The Light Is". Took me a mere week to tab em out, with those minor legatos or what not with fast notes you can't even hear properly without repeating the section again taken into account. Hah! Who knows, you might even hear it during IU day. 

I'm down to my last 2 subjects. Of Add Math and Physics! Horrid that I couldn't even get a hang of add math yet. It's sorta where the teachers teaches you how to do them formulas, that's what we're good for, but doesn't teach us how to answer questions using whichever formula. That's just what hangs me up on the fan in my classroom waiting for some "Just passed grade" to appear on my test. Hey! Let alone Fail! 

Thursday, March 19, 2009

It won't hurt just for an hour.

If people from the past can survive with it for a year,
why can't we? Afterall...

...it's just 1 hour...

There is simply no catch to this;
No terms and conditions;
No harm done.

If we could vote for political parties,
why not for where we stand, where we live in, our home.
Vote for Earth, just by simply switching off your lights
@ 8:30PM local time, wherever you live on planet earth. Saturday 28 March 2009

Sign up now at earthhour.org



I think I would consider it sold...

Dude lost my ticket.
I guess it's the same as selling my ticket.
I still get my money back.
Without the additional "profit" tho.
Neh, I can survive without it.
Still the amount I paid for.
Better than not being able to sell it before Saturday.
Hah, I don't have to worry no more.
That ticket has gone a long way.
This is shit random.
Like I care.

BooHoo, more physics...at least I get 143 tho... *mischievous smile*

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

No more?

I need more milk cartons! I ran out...
Dammit...My posts are so short, they should go on twitter instead...
No, it's about milk, I NEED TO RESTOCK!

Sunday, March 8, 2009

...and That's Why Buttocks Can't Fly

I would just officially like to say, that my butterfly swim is no longer in buttockfly movement anymore. Ya know, where you're not wavy but like some earthworm humping...

Monday, March 2, 2009

Shaolin Temple School of Karate and Piano Playing

How could I have forgotten about this? This was certainly a distinctive experience for me last July. With just pure luck I scored myself a day with the examiners at the Hilton PJ's ABRSM Examination Centre just to get a glimpse of what it's like to be in their hot seats. No people, not because they farted...
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I recalled this as I was skimming through my previous grading exam results, only to find myself not as good as I am at Sight Reading as I was last time compared to currently. Damn, I need to start using notations again instead of my lazy way out with tablatures. 

Side note: Please don't ask me how I even got myself a chance to get a day with them. I myself don't quite recall how.

I remembered how I use to panic and cause an earthquake with my guts shaking it's way throughout the exam during my examinations last time. I could almost relate to how this poor kid was literally shaking his way while plucking his required piece. That was then, and heck am I glad to got that through with. (Hey kid, soak your face in water for 10 seconds, it works! For me at least)

The sole purpose of this was only to get myself to write a "book" in my mind on just how-do-they-test-you-by-sitting-there-the-whole-day-just-writing. Everyone can try it - sit on your sofa, doing absolute nothing than listening to a certain album over and over again. Fun when it's played properly; nasty when your Hi-Fi decided to screw you over.

Ok, I don't like him. Pull the plug...

The examiner I was with that day whose name I won't disclose was fairly a patient, hilarious person. Is it a requirement for a certain someone to be an examiner? I switched different rooms every now and then after a fair bit of candidates enter and leave = different instruments. Flute, guitar, piano, cello...you name it.

For those whom are bound to take their exams soon, scales need not be played at Formula 1 speed. This is the common disregarded tip. Some candidates will definitely have a future as racing drivers. Rather that and/or touch could be lighter in scales from some candidates too. Some will go on to become great karate masters. In fact, when I was watching certain candidates play their scales, I figured he might have come from the Shaolin Temple School of Karate and Piano Playing. No offence, now that I know, I might have even been that hard on the poor instrument previously. Man...