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Welcome one and all to the show, we're wired up,fired up and we're ready to go - as in the words of the talented Michael Kenji Shinoda.
I've somehow managed to piece my blog together and I'm fairly proud of it since it is palpably decent-esque. Got some freebies in the "bookmarks" bit, so feel free to entertain yourselves if you find I'm ranting on too much. I just threw out some random topics of interest into the forum, waiting for someone to get the ball rolling. I don't wanna act like I'm pluggin it - and even that sounds like a plug - but all the art you see on this page, all 100% homemade by yours truly. (If you look at my profile, you'll notice 'digital graphics editing' as one of my hobbies-I have sneaky feeling that I just coined a new term right there.) I will be adding a Photo Album soon, which will showcase my amateur artistic attempts and other photos, so keep an eye out for that.
Just returned from my birthplace, glorious Singapore, to Hyderabad where I am now schooling. Had a blast on my sunny island 'course. I transformed into a cinema addict before the eyes of the world, caught up on movies such as
Juno(Jason Reitman kicks ass),
27 Dresses (which was bordering on mediocre),
Jumper(which was a complete and utter waste of my time and money),
Cloverfield (I regurgitated my sweet n salt popcorn all over the poor epileptic teenager seated in front of me, and OH YEAH it was a complete and utter waste of my time and money) and of course
Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street, my latest muse which I watched 3 times :D (thank god for insane barbers which somehow keep us sane).
Was in Dubai for a while too, and people, if you know China as 'The Waking Dragon' and India as 'The Reigning Maharaja', Dubai would probably be 'The Rising Camel' or something 'cos i have never known a desert bursting with more life. The nomadic equivalent of a rollercoaster in Dubai would be the Desert Safari. Do not underestimated those silken undulating dunes and the charming driver of your jeep. Definitely not for the faint of heart. The Emiratis are such warm people, down to earth but extremely savvy. They are at the top of their game, truly.
It feels great though to be back in ISH especially since there are more people. Personally, a classroom of 11-12 people is what I call mentally stifling, simply because the more people, the easier the flow and circulation of ideas. And now there're 21, yes you heard me, 21 students in our grade. Maybe its because I'm used to my having nearly 30-40 people in a class. (that's what's considered a healthy class size in Singapore
)
I have great memories of Vysh's Birthday party on Saturday (Happy Birthday again if you happen to read this, which I highly doubt
). Had lotsa fun, although at the expense of the peace of mind of fellow Fusion9 diners.(We're a rowdy lot) Met Vysh's grandmother after the party,a sweet a gracious individual whom I had the privilege of being acquainted with, along with the rest of her family. I got back home and promptly hung the party glowband on my wall. (I latch on to memories like a basket case for those who don't know)
And all Sweeney lovers out there, be sure to check out the poll of the month. And in honour of the occasion, I have here an impeccably done tribute to Sweeney Todd - ALL CRED TO WAYTINO who indirectly introduced me to the infectious magic of Yann Tiersen. This tribute is very aptly named "Revenge"
<<<randomness:(this means the following paragraph[s] are just some of my random musings that I jot down when inspired)
"He left the bistro, shuffling down the street with the look of a broken heart bleeding all over the place. She'd been unfaithful, he'd been unwavering.
And on this oh so gray
Valentine's Day,
He swiped the roses
from the blistered hands of a pedlar
handed the man a 50,
just enough for a pinch of weed,
and as if the beauties were gritty,
he threw them into the dump,
then woefully he said,
'Love is a place where all is rosy red,
and salvation is dead'
'Even pedlars should not sink to the level of promoting love'
The pedlar was left puzzled but content with his easy money.
And he sank deeper into the suffocating trench of heartbreak...
:randomness>>>
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd,
His skin was pale and his eye was odd,
He shaved the faces of gentlemen
Who never thereafter were heard of again
He trod the path that few have trod,
Did Sweeney Todd - The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street
Sorry, couldn't resist the urge to put that in, heehee :D
P.S. Be sure to give a shout(angry or intoxicated, I won't mind) at my tagboard before you leave.
Well my first exam of the year is now three hours away.
Wish I was in there doing it now because I'm all ready to go now.
This was through Myspace messages.
She said she has to study for 2 big tests, & I said "who needs studying anyway =P" and this was her reply:
u kno wat jasmine not evrybody is like jasmine the great who can come to skool high and not study and still get an A!!
Dixie currently feels:
Depressed
(Well what else is new...?)
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Yesterday was a bank holiday Monday, so I spent the day at Adam's house.
We played a few songs on Guitar Hero III co-op, and got him a couple of groupie points.
Then he burnt me Parappa The Rapper, and I tried it out, did the first few levels, and got the "U Rappin' Cool!" rank on level 1.
When I got home though, I kept failing level 1.
Which was annoying...
Almost as annoying as the fact that memory card slot 1 is broken on my chipped Playstation, so I'll never be able to save PTR, because it will only save to slot 1.
Anyway though.
We sat around drinking Cherry Coke, eating Oreos and sweets - milk bottles and cherry cola bottles - then crisps and salted peanuts.
Adam then suggested he get out the old PS1 and we play Resident Evil 3.
Of course, he played it, I watched and offered my hints. :)
It was great fun actually.
The weird thing was though, every time I seemed to speak - something would happen.
And this happened like five times - every time I started talking, either zombies would jump out of cars, dogs would jump out of windows, or Nemesis would burst out of a door.
Today's been shit though.
It's weird though - I don't think I've done ANY schoolwork today.
- OMFG THERE'S A SPIDER ON THE WALL BEHIND MY MONITOR...
...But yes.
Umm...
Lesson 1 - IT, exam prep, I'm not doing the exam again, I had nothing to do, I went on FPC.com.
Lesson 2 - English, revision, I didn't do a lot, just listened and read.
Lesson 3 - Science, Cowley just talked us through our coursework.
Lesson 4 - Maths, Wilson wasn't even there, we were down in humanities 2, and Miraan, Amanda and I just played hangman for like the whole hour.
Lesson 5 - Media studies, down the CLC, Sam and I just sat there playing hangman on the PC, because we can't really do an awful lot on our project.
Though, I felt depressed all day.
Just listening to a certain set of people who used to be friends with me until they met each other - talking and laughing down the aisle next to me.
So I cut myself a little bit.
At dinnertime, I did my left, and I did my right after school.
Which was a bad time to do it, because as Mrs Mac was talking to me, she took me by the right wrist - as she often does when she talks to people - but she pressed her fingers right into the fresh cuts, and it KANED.
So I just stood there wincing, trying to keep silence, despite how much it hurt.
Tomorrow I have to go and see those people, and I'm not looking forward.
At least mother isn't coming.
Sigh...
it feels good to have that done, but now I have to study for my other final and work on my other final project. But for now I am getting a bite to eat and resting a little before I take on my next endeavor.
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