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She Was Like A Bearded Ridiculous

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next on my toy list

NowPlaying: Cream – SWLABR

Yeah… I’ve been eyein that camera for way too long now… (since before Japan). I really wanna just get it now, but I know that once the update to it comes out, the price’ll keep droppin’ (or I might just go cutting edge). But man its hard. I look at that page everday, subconciously hoping that I’ll break and put in the order.

Why the lust?

Well, my old “trusty” Sony cam just ain’t cuttin it no more. Waaaaaay to much lag: with flash, it creates about a 7 second interval in which the camera is COMPLETELY unusable— no preview (screen turns off for some weird reason), no nuthin. And that’s when the flash is usable. 80% of the time, it just ends up making the pictures darker. Along with the lack of an audio-only mode (I use my cam as a ghetto tape recorder for concerts and conversation, when its too dark for movies), I’ve pretty much stopped taking pictures “in the moment”, now strictly using it for documentation. Now while I’m definately an advocate of picture sharing among friends (is it REALLY necessary to use 15 different cameras for the same group photo? c’mon, we’re in the internet age!), it sucks not being able to capture those moments which only your own imagination sees.
Damn… I’m such a technocrat! (at least I’m not this fiend)

Ah well, I layed low this weekend. Went to language table, and chilled with Takashi, Daniel, Baby (Andrew), Eric and Stephanie. Talked about a lotta interesting stuff, ghost stories, Equilibrium, Death Metal, Equilibrium, Geography (Baby draws crazy detailed country maps from memory), Progressive Metal, Yatta, religion, and bubble-like alien crafts. I think I infect people with randomness!

On Saturday, I went to APSA talent show to watch Zandi and Arash perform. They kicked ASS. I had never heard Zandi sing (live), and I must say I was blown away. She deserves her diva status fasho!
And Angry Black Man Props to Arash on his drummin’. You could really see that he felt the music… aww my hero.

I was supposed to watch… haha… Equilibrium with the crew after the show, but I had to return that damned half full keg from the party. Stupid broken tap ruined EVERYTHING (not the party tho! shit was hot! thanks to all those who came out!). Karen also invited me out to a black & white party @ Lorelai’s old pad, but I decided to just stay home and do work nothing really (she actually ended up not goin at all).
Well, there’s my stream of conciousness. I should keep this up and get all the shit still in my head out, so I can move on to more productive posts eh?

This week’s Pix:

Dr. Seuss Celebration on Library Walk

They were servin some cake and punch too… a kinda pointless event, but neat nonetheless.

Every Friday, Cafe Ventanas @ 5pm

Clockwise from left: Takashi, Eric, Stephanie, Danie & Baby (this guy knows everything)

you can't tell, but Arash is hella groovin now and Zandi's singin her heart

I hate my camera… shaky cuz it was hella delayed… Anyone got better pics?

Spirit Shake

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I love kickin it with the Chinese Mannings. I mean… when I kick it with these guys its always some real chill times. B-ball, newcastles, STARS alley (one way or another), music. Always tons of music… just real good times.
The best part though, is that the conversation gets kicked up to a whole new level:
succinct and efficient from a “mere mortal sky”.

An example:
“This is Ridiculous.”
“Don’t.”
“I will.”
“DOOOOON’T”
“I am”
“You are manning it so hard”

Its really convenient to be able to express such a diaspora of emotions with various forms of only 3 words: “don’t, ridiculous and manning”. Primitive, yes, but its great for the lazy. (ie Me).

So when I come upon something so, for lack of a better word, ridiculous, I have turn to my mannings to verify that:

1.I’m not crazy,

and 2.that I am justified in looping this over and over again for 5 days straight (and counting!).

After all. If its too ridiculous for even THEM, then I know that I better not let anyone know that I get so much pleasure from it (well, Adry’s an exception. She’ll laugh at ANYthing). One example of such super-ridiculousity is Yakitate Japan! Don’t watch that unless you want a ridiculectomy.

Anyway, to the point. This shit below is a nightmare to society, transcribed for preventive measures.

“Spirit Journey”
by Masta Shake

Deep within the wool of time a creature shall be born
to see the light that is divided by the egg of tyranny
just stay forth from within the womb of life for three quarter ah~ni~ah yea~~r
The creature thus be formed. The creature thus be born!

*Guitar solo*

And ye of years…
…Who Chime!
And the heavens open up, and drank from the silver cu~~~p
The creature thus be born…
…And blow the magic horn!

*Guitar solo*

To alert the spirit deep within the cycle of li~~~fe
— *que close up of wide-eyed shake*
The creature has begun its journey,
Be forlon… upon this day which he be, formed~ah.
— *que close up of wide-eyed shake*
In a sea of mucus!

The Spirit rides down from the mountain in the knife with the Creature in the womb!

The holy union… of mortality.
Until the dark mortality breaks the chain of light.
The creature thus be born~ah.

*Guitar solo*

— (there must be some secret horrible message to kill children in here, somewhere.)

Every year raineth down the celebratory te~ars
The celebration of the youth
from mere mortal sky
…And the verdict?:
Chat with Ryan

Yes. Shake so hard indeed.

Chat with Dixon

So I guess I’m in the clear. Phew!

PS: I need to ゲットa mini door hanging b-ball hoop

“Music changes my mood” was gonna be the title, but then I remembered reading that the Title of every post should actually have something to do with the post so… “Life Confusion”

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what did i do today?

uh…… time’s wasting away, but i don’t feel guilty about it.
I just wanna eat plants.
.:. my away message the above was
can you make a image with simple css commands? individual cells representing pixels
will that require more bandwidth than a real image?

What is an image? What makes the blue light on my HD blink when it is accessing?

Do I really want to know? How deep, how far do I really wanna delve into this world?
Something, some part of me wants to know and learn more more more…

Some part of me keeps holding myself back… is this because I don’t wanna go deeper into this particular (and may I say, rather impersonal field), or is it my hold-backiness, which holds me back from my true potential?

Why do I procrastinate, hold back, be reserved? What am I waiting for… there is no time like the present. If I don’t “DO IT NAUGH!!!”… is it human nature to always believe in the future? that there WILL be a future? What if there is no future for me? What if I am fated to die in 23 days? What would I do differently?

Like it is written on the mirror….

oLive NOW.

Sigh. I neve was that good at foresight… or maybe I am, and just can’t see it.

I have an “ultimate goal”, but I say I don’t know how to get there. Is that a sign of my age, or of my personality?

Part of me feels as if there is an eternal shark behind me ready to eat my ass up… part of me doesn’t recognize this and keeps on living life, sleeping, wasting, being. Nothing.

Its hard to break outta this cycle. I see other people breaking outta their own respective cycles, ready to jump into their new ones, that will govern their lives for add end.

I don’t wanna jump into THAT… but I feel restless. I need to move on, but I don’t wanna go to THAT. But I NEED to move.

fuck fuck fuck… aww… there plays Nujabes+Fat Jon-Departure-“Mystline”

This song grounds me somewhat. Euphoria end.

Once again… its 5am. Will I wake early to greet my new life? Or will I continue to sleep in?

It seems so easy… why do I make it so hard?

Years later from now, will this make sense? Will I laugh? Will I be puzzled?

It doesn’t matter. I know that this is how I feel— no AM, right now. This is me. This is…why do I not like ever saying this…

Terry Yoshiaki McCall.

what a fucked up anomaly of a name huh? Is that why? Why have I always denied my middle name, seeking that Asian standard?

I take pride in it now though.

Where will I, society, the world, human, everything, where will we be in 10 years?

In 2030, I will be 50 some years old. Will I be OLD? I don’t feel that way…

damn.

UCSD is not a real college campus.

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Gorillaz – 911
.:.
NOTE: this is a super rant. I just typed what came to mind, no editing. Don’t worry, it doesn’tmake sense so you’re ok.

Hehe!

Sorry for the last post, I was feeling way too desparate and isolated at the moment.

I got a couple a ppl pissed for that one haha.

ANYway,

I’m busy as always. That’s what I always say when ppl say “how are you doing?”. I also like to say I’m xxx, just like everyone else”. Cuz I know that I’m not alone in all the shit that I feel. That alone is a comforting fact for those in dire situations, so it feels good to say.

Anyway,

its the end of the quarter. 9th week is coming up. I have hella papers and all that shit due on Monday/Tuesday/Wednesday/Friday/etc. Write now what’s stressin me is this Music 15 paper imma hafta write tommorow. I am NOT looking foward to it.

Sungod
.:.
It was tight, but I got too faded too early. Factors: 6 hours of sleep for 3 days + 7 shots in 30 minutes + 2 maybe 3 meals for 3 days = fucked up before busta. I barely got to see clipse. It was funny, cuz I was sittin on a table all fucked up in/out of conscienceness, mumbling clipse lyrics to myself to keep awake. Fucking used up so much concentration power to stay awake during their set. I was rewarded with the church bells of “Virginia” live. I was happy that I saw clipse, so afterwards I stumbled to the portapottys with the help of Adry and did what I had to do. I then stumbled over to Chaka’s (thank you sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!!!) and passed the fuck out there. I felt fine by late night, but by then everyone else was passedout/drunk. Ah well.

Earlier that day, I had my one on one interview for the Academic Transition Program Counselor position, aka Summer Bridge ATC. Went like all my other interviews with Auggy & Libs… easy, chillax mode. Then again this morning (hahaha) afternoon I had a group interview with all sb02 ppl (cept Jorge Ramirez, a 3rd year). It made you think. Then I had the ATP 03 Pot luck over at augustine’s house. Good times, sad times. Liberty is my hero and will be super successful no matter where she is. She has an aura of pride, power, strength, sublety, understanding, experience, wisdom, etc. etc. A strong pinay with flowing black hair, Liberty affects the lives of countless people, giving them insight, stability, and self-awareness. She’s hella top-tier ppl.

Well, the only reason I blogged is cuz I saw that Andy Kaufman is blogging now. You know, the dead comedian that Jim Carrey played as? Yeah, well apparently his death was just a prank. Duh! Just google that shit cuz I’m too lazy to post the link. Oh and the other reason is that I’ve been wanting to for hella long but I never have the time. Now that I’m procrastinating at the last minute though, EVERYTHING ELSE IS OF SUPER HIGH PRIORITY. You college kids know how it is.

Well, imma go again, sorry for the inconherence. This post is mostly for an internal audience, not for you lovely people who follow the link on my sub-profile.

Oh yeah, I’m still looking for friends… I hafta reunite with my fellow bridgers for reals though.

Oh. Now that practicum is gonna end, I hafta talk to a few people. I’ll just list them here, because I do.

Kaia
Mel
David
Moe
Arianna

I know none of these people probly gonna see here, so hahaha oh well. I just need to talk to those people because they are similar or important to me. Not to say that any of you other peeps aren’t either, but that’s just who I made a mental note of specific things that were brought up during practicum that blah blah blah blah blah I’m hella ranting and not making any sense. I guess that’s what happens when you don’t blog enough, but have way too much to blog about. blah blah blah sorry

Oh btw, that dude who got his head chopped off? that’s fake. its not real. the us is fucking playing games tryin to trick ppls. Only this time they got caught. Pretty sloppy job if you ask me… there are lists of things that are wrong with the video of the beheading. its a long and very peculiar list. if this video isn’t a fake, then well, i guess the editor sucks (hahaha).

OH OH OH HOUSING: I’M LOOKING. WHAT’S THE DEAL WITH ALL YALL? WANNA SUPER COOL AND CONFUSING ROOMMATE WHO DOESN’T SMOKE CIGS?

i’m out forreals