Sunday, November 08, 2009
FIN
You know how the cliche goes: "every good thing must come to an end". This blog feels like a cliche hence it will end like a cliche. I started this when I finished year 12 so it's sort of appropriate that I should finish this when I finish uni. If you had asked me when I started this in 2005 I wouldn't have guessed that things would turn out like this. One last update? Why the hell not? There isn't much to update anyway.
I finished the last of the exams we'll have to wait and see how I went. In the mean times I have a driving test to pass, a car to buy, a house to rent, and a whole lot of growing-up to do.
That brings me to the reason why this blog will not be updated in the future, it all has to do with what I don't post here. I reread the archive and I felt as if I hadn't done any growing these past 4 years, I did but it was not documented here for reasons that will not be documented here. I started this blog with the intention of documenting everything or at the very least attempting to do so. Since that original intention had been compromised for so long now, what is the use of doing this?
So just like the title of that Michael Jackson documentary, this is it (well at least I had the good taste to not make that the title of this post) boys and girls. Adios Amigos, it had been fun.
P.S. I developed a sort of addiction to shooting pictures with old 35mm film cameras, pictures would be on Flickr somewhere some time in the future.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
One month
I know, I know I was supposed to update this 4 weeks ago. That was when my mid-year holiday started. What can I say? Shit happened that prevented me from posting. I should say that shit happened that ruined my mood for doing anything in general and blogging specifically. Nothing physically prevented me from blogging. I still possess 10 fingers and 10 toes and regretfully one head and one brain. I'll give you a dot point version of the last month:
- Exams finished
- I gained some weight due to lack of physical activities
- I lost some weight due to stress
- Rejections rejections rejections galore
- I lost a family member
Wow, what a bombshell. My grandmother passed away. You'll be surprised how conversations tend to fizzle out when someone's death is mentioned. This will sound callous but I had thought last year that I would be glad when she's gone. There was a lot of "drama" involved in having my grandmother living with us. Her family was so dysfunctional it was not funny. Having her living with us made us prone to "drama" and dysfunction as well. I resented that. Her passing didn't make me feel glad. I felt sad, guilty, melancholy. I was a fucking emo for a whole week after that. I am still a bit emo when I see her pictures and something of hers in the house.
There was a lot of crying. The phone seemed to constantly ring. I went to the funeral service at a church. I hadn't been to a church in a while. I spent the duration of the service pondering on 2 things. The pointlessness of prayers and the lesson one should learn from my grandmother's life. Now assuming that there is a god and he is omniscient why does he need us mere mortals to tell him something he should be aware of already? And if he is not aware how can we humans have the audacity to ask him to change planned events just to suit us? Does god even have a firm plan for the universe?
As to what one (meaning me) should learn from my grandmother's life, I came to these concise points
- don't have children
- if you do have children, don't give them any money
- if you do give them money, be fair
- don't judge
Yup, it was time well spent in the church
What else happened? I found myself inheriting a DSLR from the Alarmist. Yup more photos. Well not really, I'm still debating about continuing with the photos here. I'm still debating about having this blog at all. We'll see.
Wednesday, May 06, 2009
may music mix
hey, I think this will be the shape of things to come. Long periods of no update then really frakking short updates. Anyway, I've been busy with all the usual shit plus uni plus work plus non-paid work. All my free time goes into reading the pile of books I put a picture up a few weeks ago (plus a few other books not in that pile on the side) and watching a few TV shows which I highly recommend watching:
- Better off Ted
- Harper's Island
Seriously. Get in on them. They're new shows so you won't have to download that many episodes. The first show is a comedy, the other is a horror/drama TV series. Trust me they're good.
On with the music. Only one file this time and it's a zip file. Random favourites of mine. Enjoy.
May music mix
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Unfinished business
I have a problem, a book problem. Or maybe it's a mental concentration problem. I can't seem to finish reading these books. So the pile kept growing.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
No. 42: rantings & ravings
A tiny snippet of a page of my moleskine from one of my weirder days. I took the picture because I like the phrase "spewing garbage". Maybe the ulterior motive was to tease the Doodler. Maybe.
Note: taken with a Canon PowerShot G9, not my usual crappy Samsung phone.
Question: is Burt the same as Bert?
Friday, March 20, 2009
Just in time for your weekend downloads
2. TWO different mixes since someone is bored somewhere but then that person doesn't have a MP3 player so I don't know how she's gonna listen to this. The first one is the stuff I've been listening to a lot during the last 2 weeks: a lot more pop than rock but not your standard Britney pop. The second one is instrumental music.
Mix 1: the sing along mix
Mix 2: Lyrics are overrated
EDIT: The file extensions are .zip. Add that in at the end before you unzip. Thanks Bert for bringing that issue up.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
thoughts after 2 weeks of uni and other tidbits
I was looking forward to going back to uni after 3 weeks of placement. After 2 weeks of uni, I can't wait for this whole "best year of your life" to be over. Have you ever thought about all the best years people always tell you to enjoy? Like year 12 and first year of uni? I never seem to be able to discern why they call hellish years the best when I was going through them. They only seem good in retrospect. So right now I think this year sucks major hairy balls infested with lice. Ask me again in 10 years.
I bought another ipod. I know, I've already got 3 ipods and only one set of ears. It was a birthday present, albeit from me to myself. It's the product of one of my usual online shenanigans on eBay. I go into auctions and bid on an item to see how far the snipers are gonna go to buy the item. Most of the time the items went for a few hundred dollars more than my bid. Sometimes I got bitten in the ass. Twice actually. The first time was with my mobile phone. I needed a new phone at the time so I paid for it. The second time was the iPod touch. I didn't need it but I freaking want it. So I bought it. And the iPod touch was freaking awesome! After it's jailbroken that is. 
I got a bit addicted to downloading and trying out apps. I've got 2 apps that imitate gun sounds how does that come in handy I don't know. You can use one as a bullet-less Russian roulette but what is the point of that? There's an 3 apps that generate Binaural beats which are supposed to get your brain into different states but if anyone knows how human ears work they would know that we cannot hear those frequency so if the apps work at all it would be because of placebo effect.
Games are fun and addictive which is why I don't have a lot of them. "Denying-pleasure" isn't my middle name but it might as well be. 
The other Nuh-guy-an girl had a lot of fun playing Tap Tap Revenge. She's got a thing for games like DDR or Guitar hero. I think I might have a deafness to rhythm or something (i.e. inability to coordinate my fingers which can be some sort of neurological problem). Due to my lack of coordination and/or rhythm I tend to go for puzzles and that sort of games which bring me to this awesomely looking puzzle the Doodler gave me. Thanks Doodler, it kept me occupied for a whole 15 minutes. 
What else did I want to talk about? Facebook. I don't advertise the fact that I have a facebook account. It's been there for probably a year. Gathering dust and not friends. It was a result of curiosity. I wanted to know what with this facebook thing people are all crazy about (you know when people are crazy about something when Mel & Koche on Sunrise talk about it incessantly). So I signed up, came to a conclusion that facebook is just another way to get harassed "stay connected to friends and family" online and promptly left it. Unexpectedly in the past week people have been adding me as friend on facebook. Since everytime someone does that an email get sent to my email and I am notified electronically that I am, in fact, not that person's mortal enemy. It would seem impolite to not accept the friendship requests you can add me as friend if you can find me but I appologise in advance for never replying to "poke" or whatever gross/cute/intriguing things that facebookers do.
In response to requests for more posting on this blog, I've succumbed to the new "cool" thing on the internet: Twitter. I think I ranted about microblogging a few years back, I can't remembered what I said exactly but the gist of it was rather negative. So that's me swallowing my words. Yet again. Now there's the quick update on the right hand side of the blog or you can follow it on my Twitter page. It is guaranteed to be updated daily, if not more frequent.
Something I heard in some current affair show on TV last week got me thinking; since when did "dedicated" means "not well trained"? The show was about teachers in special schools. The verbatim quote was "We have a team of dedicated but highly trained teachers". I think I'm just nitpicking.
Oh, before I go, a pic a day is back for a while due to limited interesting pictures. I do need to get out more. But that can wait until after June. Here's something to look forward to, I'll post some interesting music mix in a couple of days.
Adios amigos
Sunday, February 22, 2009
Thoughts after 2 weeks
This blog is becoming more and more like a bulletin board with collections of headlines without elaborations. But really elaborations would take too much effort on my part and would deprive readers of a chance to use their formidable imagination to imagine the worst case scenario. Anyway, on with the thoughts.
- Once you're old and retired and brought down multiple conditions you're fucked
- If you're old, retired, have diabetes you're doubly fucked
- if you're old, retired, have diabetes and have unhealed wounds you're triply fucked
- everyone will eventually die
- I've never seen so many old people
- melanoma kills
- smoking kills
- glioblastoma multiforme is one nasty SOB
That is all
Friday, February 06, 2009
Before some of you go off to some faraway corner of this fire-bait of a state
This post almost not made it because:
- the contents are almost too self-absorbed and irrelevant
- it almost got named "update". Again. For the umpteenth time.
This post made it because:
- I am bored with anxiousness or anxious with boredom. The true feelings actually oscillate between those very narrow non-extreme.
- I am feeling almost guilty for being a bit of a hermit lately. 
My early birthday present. From the Alarmist. The Doodler should thank the Alarmist one day for giving me this Journal since The Doodler will definitely get to read this particular journal. I haven't finished wrecking the first page yet so ask me about it when you see me (if you're gonna see me at all this year).
One night in the middle of the heat wave last week I was outside enjoying the cool night since the inside of my house was fast resembling the inside of a heated oven. I played around with some settings on the camera and this is the product. First attempt at light drawing. And no I wasn't trying to write or draw anything with the flashlight. Just messing around. 
Remember that rule I had about not posting pictures of people I know/related to me on here? Well listen to that sound, it's the sound of me swallowing my own words and changing it to not posting pictures featuring identifiable/recognisable parts of people I know/related to. Ready yourself for your picture on this blog pretty soon. With your face blacked out with my "awesome" photoshop skills. Oh, that's a picture of The Other Nuh-Guy-An Girl, the one who is yet to have her name de-identified into a codename here, or the one whose codename is something I can't remember. Or you can refer to her as that underage kid who should thank me more often for sneaking her into over 18's only concerts twice.
So that's it. Have fun at your corner of the dry state. Don't start fires, be it intentionally or unintentionally (by crashing your car into some dry tree). Don't kill each other even if you're fucking mad at them. Come back alive so that you can at least see my hermit ass again.
Maybe.
In case you haven't been completely entertained so far. Here's an Alarmist quote:
I always thought that it's called "The Bald and the Beautiful" instead of "The Bold and the Beautiful"
Thursday, February 05, 2009
It's not something that happens everyday
Elsevier Australia insisted on bestowing Professor-hood to me. I chose my normal title at least 4 times before completing the purchase for the my third pharmacy related book since 2006.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
answers
I despise naming posts "update". It's redundant, generic, unimaginative (unlike this post's title, also I'm not claiming to be imaginative, on the scale of 1 to 10; 1 being completely off the chart un-fraking-imaginative and 10 being psycho-killer imaginative I'm somewhere close to 4.5, bestowing the title "update" on any post would be straying away from average 4.5 towards the black hole of imagination that is 1) and sloppy. However, I despise not naming posts more so "update" the post must be named.
Why the Fraking hell was there no new posts.
Despite the appearance of spontaneity and stream-of-consciousness, posts are all planned as consistent with a (self-rated) score of 4.5 on the (self-made) imagination scale unless they're not planned. I started to write many posts and then they always ended up having one or several of these factors:
- Too personal
- Involved information related to work
- Too boring
- Too crazy
- Too sloppy
So those never see the light of the day. Fact: this post almost ended up not being published because of the last reason. Since I'm in the mood for sharing today, here's picture of 2 pages of my diary entry for today. I had to censored out the boring stuff (black), the work-related stuff (blue) and the personal stuff (red).
See how much I have left after that? Not much. And they don't look too coherent either, a drunken stream-of-consciousness would have been more coherent.
The other reason why I haven't been posting was because I've recently had this bout of compulsive diary writing as evidenced in the above picture. All kind of things ended up in my diary, usually just thoughts and interesting things I overheard, things too personal (to be posted on this blog at least). You might see me write in in one day because it goes everywhere with me.
Where the hell are the one picture per day posts?
I'm no photographer. I don't go out quite enough. I don't like taking picture of people and especially posed pictures. I don't like being in pictures. I don't post pictures with my face or anyone I know personally on this blog (or face-fucking-book either. Fact: there was a post about the evil of Facebook which was deemed too crazy to be published). So there's a limited number of pictures I can procure. Lucky for you since certain people dragged me out of my room, which increasingly looks and feels like a bat cave recently, on several occasions, you're gonna see a few new pictures in the not too distant future. After I've mustered enough patience to do a few touch-ups & sit through the upload process.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
update
I know, I know, I know, I should have posted something about a month ago. In fact I drafted a post with the intention that I would post it before the end of last year but never really finished the draft. The post was supposed to be a year-end list. I didn't finish it because I ran into a bit of a problem finalising what album/movie/book to put on that list. Looks like the list will never see the light of day, or should I say it would never see the 1's and 0's of the net. Here's something for 09's lists though, I give you the first entry into a whole new category:
"If this is the next fashion trend, I'm gouging my eyes out"
In all seriousness, what the hell did she think she was wearing? Did she simply forgot to put something over the pantyhoes in a very simple case of extreme blonde-ism? Or was it a modern take on The Emperor's new clothes?
Lady Gaga also makes it to my list of "If I have to hear that tune one more time I'm punching my eardrums out" (I of course would do no such thing since that fucking "Just Dance" song gets played literally every 15 minutes on the radio every night I work).
You'll see new post when I find something interesting to post about.
