LOL.
So anyway, I've got set RC3 from Coroneus, Exercises 8A, 8C, 8E to do before Monday for bookmark. And we got 8A, 8C, 8E today.
Then I have to make sure my Module A essay is purrrrrr-fect like it's a prefect.
And I have to interview my friend for Belonging.
And on top of that, write my 3U essay and get an idea for my 3U short story.
o.0 halp.
lol.
Dw, guys, lets keep owning.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
You must construct additional... Starcraft.
Hmm.
I'm really enjoying the SC tournament, and I must congratulate Cabbage in filling up like half the lecture theatre every time. Except for today. I'm loving the ridiculous amount of hype that John's lifting of a rax caused, and the generally imba amount of audience involvement.
And, also, John better win.
Or I will eat him. Although it may be okay if he loses to Murphy.
I was about to say something, but I sort of forgot.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
Okay I've created a somewhat compromised state of blogging between my old, incredibly abrupt and nonsensical blogs and a renewed attempt at making my blogs somewhat comprehensible.
So yeah.
OH. Wait this isn't actually the thing I wanted to say, but I'm looking forward to tomorrow's church service and especially the beast of a song, Indescribable.Yes, and hopefully Bassic doesn't go out of batteries. Or anything random like that.
Hm.
I think that this is it, really. Until I remember what I was originally going to say.
I'm really enjoying the SC tournament, and I must congratulate Cabbage in filling up like half the lecture theatre every time. Except for today. I'm loving the ridiculous amount of hype that John's lifting of a rax caused, and the generally imba amount of audience involvement.
And, also, John better win.
Or I will eat him. Although it may be okay if he loses to Murphy.
I was about to say something, but I sort of forgot.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
Okay I've created a somewhat compromised state of blogging between my old, incredibly abrupt and nonsensical blogs and a renewed attempt at making my blogs somewhat comprehensible.
So yeah.
OH. Wait this isn't actually the thing I wanted to say, but I'm looking forward to tomorrow's church service and especially the beast of a song, Indescribable.Yes, and hopefully Bassic doesn't go out of batteries. Or anything random like that.
Hm.
I think that this is it, really. Until I remember what I was originally going to say.
Friday, February 12, 2010
BaSsically
GONG XI FA CAI, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR('s eve's eve)
Let's strive to ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
Okay, I have something to say. You know guitars? (I'm assuming yes, to some extent or another). Well, I don't really like them anymore. No, not that I don't want to play anymore, its just that they seem rather limited in their, shall I say, colour. Now there's just so much out there that basically eclipse the guitar. The cool dude with sunglasses and a bass guitar is, in my eyes, 1/sinx as x-->0+ times cooler than the fat, oily, long lice-infested-haired, dry-throated, sweaty man with a deadly-sharp looking axetar. The guitar just doesn't have that groove of the bass. Moreover, it lacks in musical colour (not being an Andy musician, that's what I'll call that experience of listening to music), that seems to ooze out of violins and pianos. It doesn't have that ability to evoke emotions of sadness, joy, melancholy, that violins and pianos deliver - it delivers, in essence, anger, anger, angst, and excitement. And unplugged and unwired, it delivers anger, sadness, and that mental state called groove, to a somewhat lesser extent than the bass. Besides, it's got nothing on the sheer ridiculous ownageness of the xylophone.
Maybe I'm just not looking into guitars in depth - Santana has nothing if not colour, Slash is certainly lively, Satriani is fun, and Hendrix is freaking groovy - but listen to pop, rock, even metal, and the guitar sounds like a piece of dry wood. However great, it seems that guitars have got nothing on the sheer colour of a full orchestra, or even a single pianist.
Which is why I want to bass instead of lead, and which is why I sort of want to be able to play violin and piano like I'm some Andy or something.
On another note, DTs on Top was stuck in my head for like the past week, before the prefects showed it. Hahaha.
Let's strive to ignite all the souls that would die just to feel alive.
Okay, I have something to say. You know guitars? (I'm assuming yes, to some extent or another). Well, I don't really like them anymore. No, not that I don't want to play anymore, its just that they seem rather limited in their, shall I say, colour. Now there's just so much out there that basically eclipse the guitar. The cool dude with sunglasses and a bass guitar is, in my eyes, 1/sinx as x-->0+ times cooler than the fat, oily, long lice-infested-haired, dry-throated, sweaty man with a deadly-sharp looking axetar. The guitar just doesn't have that groove of the bass. Moreover, it lacks in musical colour (not being an Andy musician, that's what I'll call that experience of listening to music), that seems to ooze out of violins and pianos. It doesn't have that ability to evoke emotions of sadness, joy, melancholy, that violins and pianos deliver - it delivers, in essence, anger, anger, angst, and excitement. And unplugged and unwired, it delivers anger, sadness, and that mental state called groove, to a somewhat lesser extent than the bass. Besides, it's got nothing on the sheer ridiculous ownageness of the xylophone.
Maybe I'm just not looking into guitars in depth - Santana has nothing if not colour, Slash is certainly lively, Satriani is fun, and Hendrix is freaking groovy - but listen to pop, rock, even metal, and the guitar sounds like a piece of dry wood. However great, it seems that guitars have got nothing on the sheer colour of a full orchestra, or even a single pianist.
Which is why I want to bass instead of lead, and which is why I sort of want to be able to play violin and piano like I'm some Andy or something.
On another note, DTs on Top was stuck in my head for like the past week, before the prefects showed it. Hahaha.
Monday, February 8, 2010
On Nobuo Uematsu and Racquets.
Wow, what the heck, Nobuo Uematsu is a genius! Almost as genius as Gene, one might think.
- I LIKE!
Sign
Tifa's Theme
For The Reunion
Tatakau Monotachi (the REALLY catchy part is quite the ownage)
Water
Divinity I
Encounter
Advent: One Winged Angel
Also, my friend has just returned from a visit to China, and brought back two 6-star Double Happiness table tennis racquets for me, and I can't wait to belt some smashes at Gene. Or MC^T. Or anyone.
Anyway, back to maths. Good luck, and have fun, and GL, and HF and GLHF and GENE LING, HAVE some FUN!
- I LIKE!
Sign
Tifa's Theme
For The Reunion
Tatakau Monotachi (the REALLY catchy part is quite the ownage)
Water
Divinity I
Encounter
Advent: One Winged Angel
Also, my friend has just returned from a visit to China, and brought back two 6-star Double Happiness table tennis racquets for me, and I can't wait to belt some smashes at Gene. Or MC^T. Or anyone.
Anyway, back to maths. Good luck, and have fun, and GL, and HF and GLHF and GENE LING, HAVE some FUN!
Monday, February 1, 2010
Quite the Quoyle
So during 3-unit Chandra, we had a substitute teacher, and the very hilarious thing is that someone who got into trouble with her, I was very surprised to see, said that they were actually someone else when asked for a name by the teacher. Now this is highly amusing on quite a few levels:
-The person has never said a word to me and offered my name as a substitute for theirs.
- Now anyone who knows that I have Mr. Chandra Handa for both 2-unit and 3-unit English will usually have better notions than picking my name, out of all others,
- And thirdly, I half-wanted to say nothing and wait until Mr. Chandra Handa confronts me
The incident grinds down to this: as someone new to this school, isn't it a little unwise to use someone you know absolutely nothing about - nothing about who are friends with him, nothing about his character and hence his likely courses of action, nothing - as a scapegoat, in such a closely knit school? With a teacher, who values, above all else, honesty?
Something I really like about having Ms Briggs for maths: today's homework consisted of TWO (2) compound interest-type questions. So of course I am going to do the whole exercise, but that was just awesome.
-The person has never said a word to me and offered my name as a substitute for theirs.
- Now anyone who knows that I have Mr. Chandra Handa for both 2-unit and 3-unit English will usually have better notions than picking my name, out of all others,
- And thirdly, I half-wanted to say nothing and wait until Mr. Chandra Handa confronts me
The incident grinds down to this: as someone new to this school, isn't it a little unwise to use someone you know absolutely nothing about - nothing about who are friends with him, nothing about his character and hence his likely courses of action, nothing - as a scapegoat, in such a closely knit school? With a teacher, who values, above all else, honesty?
Something I really like about having Ms Briggs for maths: today's homework consisted of TWO (2) compound interest-type questions. So of course I am going to do the whole exercise, but that was just awesome.
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