24 hours…

 

…Here I come

Your Love

Great cover of a Great song (Your love ; The Outfield) by I See Stars, although I do admit Devin sounds a teeny bit gay here haha.

….on a vacation far away

Is where I want to be.

     Going back to college wasn’t really what I expected after 2 weeks, goddamned lecturers are already up in our grills for A2. Yeah, I’m aware A levels isn’t over, but cmon, give us a break will you? We’ve already spent like 10 months preparing for AS, we’d like some time off from that embarrassing excuse of a college which is Taylors.

     I’m srsly spiralling, I’ve only been to like four classes so far this week, and I’ve no interest in going at all. The only reason I go to literature is because I don’t want to leave my group mate all alone, which I did today, sorry Vivian, I’ll make it up to you.

     I woke up at freakin’ 3 pm today, I hate the feeling of a wasted day, I am wasted, I haven’t even taken a shower yet and its 5:31 pm. Even eating is a chore, why am I so lazy? This isn’t me, I’m better than this. The past 2 weeks we’re indeed 2 weeks of no Morals, too much alcohol and tobacco in my system. And I don’t feel very good and responsible about it. Even my eyesight is getting worse cause I’m spending too much time in front of my laptop.

     I’m 19.

19 without a purpose. I need a purpose. I need productivity, a job, a hobby, a band, a holiday, anything.

    Every job I’ve looked at, “1 year experience, degree, diploma” yeah I have all those, in the same field, the field of Nothing….

     I can’t even call myself a Jack Of All Trades as I’m not even good at the “All Trades”

Twitter Celeb? Far from.

Am I a person worth knowing? Not at the moment, I’m easily forgettable.

     I keep wanting wanting wanting, But I’ve received nothing, then again, I haven’t worked for it. I can’t keep leeching off my parents, I’m 19, this is my last teenage year. It’s no wonder my mom treats me like a 14 year old.

If you’ve anything, anything at all that can help me out of this rut, do tell me. I could use all the help I can get.

Want you to know that….

….Damn, this is a song that holds many memories for me, It was one of the first songs I played in a band…

Lyrics ;

Can't you see that I wanna be
there with open arms
It's empty tonight and I'm all alone
Get me through this one
Do you notice I'm gone
Where do you run to so far away

(Chorus)

I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so
I want you to know that
I miss you, I miss you so

I'm writing again
These letters to you, aren't much I know
But I'm not sleeping, you're not here
The thought stops my heart
Do you notice I'm gone?
Where do you run to, so far away

(Chorus)

No more looking I’ve found, home

(Chorus)

This post is about 2 days late.

FUHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDOM…

 

….For now.

 

Word.

Damn you Iphone

Have you guys SEEN this website? It’s Hilarious, I’m giggling like a lil’ Bitch reading it…

             Example of a lil bitch

Anyway, go to http://damnyouautocorrect.com and giggle your pants off.

My personal faves ;

“Hoosegow, was supposed to be w0000t btw”

What not to do

…When about to sit for a 2 hour literature paper that requires you to be alert and writing continuously without breaks ;

• Not get enough sleep/Have minimal sleep (in this case, 1 hour)
• ignore any form of writing practice that may strengthen your hand allowing it to surpass the harsh conditions of a literature paper
• Not have breakfast
• Have sex

*Jk on that last bullet, sex is awesoemz

Unless…

Then…

Anyway, how was my literature paper today? It was alright I guess, except I ask ;

WHY OH WHY DO I ALWAYS GET THE PREGNANCY POEMS???!!

I knew I made the right choice in wearing PINK to the paper today in case I had to channel my inner woman =.=”

“Brian Molko approves of ur inner wiminz”

So there I was, tackling a poem (Rooms By The Sea ; Sujata Bhatt) which basically says ;

“Oh it’s summer now, thinking back to my past holidays in Ocean City, Cape Cod and somewhere I can’t remember, I think I’m ready for a child, I shall go in heat now till my husband gives me a baby heh heh, oh and imma have a ray of light (hope) which cannot be switched of muahahaha”

And then she goes  on the talk about “The Salty Sea Glitter, pounding againt the shores back and forth like nervous fishies fishes” Which can only mean one thing

Semen/Manana/Love Juice/Elixir of Life/God’s Essence/Cum/the Back Up plan

and I’m like…Whut? You serious?

Indeed she was, I think you already know this poem requires some imagination to interpret, let me help you out there,

“Ohai, I iz bored and wants baby, u has salty sea glitterz? I liek salty sea glitter, I iz in heat, omnomnomnom”

yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-no.

Question 2, Jane Eyre, was fairly simpler, all I had to do was talk about what impression Edward Rochester leaves on the readers. However, I believe that question can be answered with a simple picture.

Question : With close reference to the text, what impression does Mr Rochester leave on the reader?

Answer :

“Miss Eyre, draw your chair still a little farther forward: you are yet too far back; I cannot see you without disturbing my position in this comfortable chair, which I have no mind to do"

A picture is worth a thousand words, no?

NAG……

…… Nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag nag…

About blogging also want to teach me.

I am pro blogger,

Refer to my old blog ; www.xanga.com/zack_crucifiythenlearn

Parachute.

Baby I can’t get to you
You’re fucking with my parachutes
I  just wanna be with you
But Baby I know that you’re way too cool
I love you but you hate me too
You're gonna let me,
You're gonna watch me fall

Eat that Cheryl Cole.

State of Arts KL 2010

 

Yeah, I’ve never heard of this before either, until about a few weeks ago…

Anyway, I managed to get my hands on 2 of these…

Personally, I don’t know what to expect from this festival, referring to the Website it’s supposed to be really interesting with Dennis Lau (The Violin Prodigy) and Zlwin (Don’t know who he is but I assume he’s a magician by his picture)

“Exhibit A”

The website isn’t giving me much info except that there’s an Art Installation, Photography Competition, Movie editing competition, and wait for it……..Floristry competition.

And also appearences by Niki Cheong, Harith Iskandar, Audi Mok and Daphne Iking.

So Idk, head on over to the website www.stateofthearts.my and tell me if it’s worth checking out.

I gotta get back to studying, I haven’t even taken a break to take a shower yet.

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Overheard:

"so hungry....watching a tumor being removed from someones face isnt helping"

- @ericthefall ; Guitarist of Bless The Fall

LOLWUT?!

Dubstep.

It's kinda like that

Destabilise ; Enter Shikari



This is a new song by one of my favourite british-electro bands, Enter Shikari. It's a very Antidisestablishmentarianism (longest real word in the english dictionary btw) song. So for all you Activists out there, enjoy!

Oh, and look out for the "Shikari Shuffle" at 3:10.

Lyrics :

Today for the very first time
We started planning out the ultimate crime
Lock it together to destroy this gold status
Rory C, what's your thesis?

I DONT FUCKING BELIEVE THIS!

Institutions are established and invested
Put to us getting tried and tested
Noticed
Force-fed and digested
It's about time we damn contested

You can't save us
You can't contain us
You can't destabilise (the fight)
Or label us
You can't save us
You can't contain us
You can't destabilise

(Destabilise)


(Chorus)
Now they're cracking under pressure from our force
(Cause we know)
Cause we don't belong here
So we're rising through this stubborn assault course
(We're stuck in the middle)
Cause we don't belong here
(We don't belong here)
We don't belong here
Our minds are dormant and static
Don't ever accept conventional thought without reason

WE NEED TO FUCKING ERUPT!

Corrupted fucking tyrants
Instigating violence
This sporadic discordance
Will find maximum assurance

(Chorus)

This is the calm before the storm
One last siege to break the wall
So I can lie here on the floor
Beside you

No one owns the ocean
No one owns the mountain
No one owns us
No one owns us
We've all inherited this world
WE NEED TO FUCKING ERUPT!
(CAUSE THIS EARTH IS OURS!)

WE NEED TO FUCKING ERUPT!

(Chorus)

This is the calm before the storm
One last siege to break the wall
So I can lie here on the floor
Beside you 

Music fix.

I guess as a boy who grew up with a love for music (since being introduced to guitar in 2002) I loved searching out new music and letting people listen to em’ usually resulting in happier people listening to better music compared to that tripe on the radio. I won’t abstain from doing that on this blog either. Not gonna shove it down your throats, don’t worry, they're mere suggestions.

closed eyes still look forward

I just realized I had “Windows Live Writer” on my laptop, this is gonna make blogging so much easier for me. Guess the gods really want me to get this off it’s celestial ass.

The High Life

I hate watching/reading things that make me want more in life.

I know It's good that it inspires me to wan't more in my life, but the inspiration comes a little too late for comfort.

Literature paper is on wednesday, I really don't know If i'm ready for this, I don't know if my BS ammo is loaded and stocked enough for the paper.

This is the last week of AS, this is my last chance.

P/s: Getting my Iphone4 this friday right after my last Literature paper! 

So, this has got to be probably what, the fifth, sixth incarnation of my blog? I don't know bro, but like, hey, you can't deny you were waiting for this, waiting for the world to come back for you, I'm telling you now though ; The World has Turned and Left us behind.

Being the badass I am, I've decided to revive this bad boy, and maybe keep it alive again for old times sake, I had a flair for writing, and I'd like to believe I still do. Hey, words can take a kid far, just as Gordon Gekko, he'll have you sold at "Welcome to Wall Street".

Anyway, It's 3:01 am. I'd like to keep the interesting bit's for when people are actually awake to read this.

Goodnight Neverland.