Oh I can't wait until the exams are over. I'm 100% screwed for my Photography exam, and 50% screwed for maths. Oh I hate exams.
Oh how I hate them.
It's the chance of failure. Nobody likes the PHAIL. And least of all nobody likes boring questions with only one chance and one correct answer. (Well, my photography exam is actually going to fail due to me being lazy)
Anyway, instead of studying (and therefore panicking like a crazy weasel), I went and did an arrangement for something. I can't show you. You can't even know what it is. It's that secret.
But I did it instead of studying, and it took me about 3-4 hours to do it.
Yes.
Tuesday, August 31, 2004
Wahoo! I am not conscripted into Malaysian National Service. Hurrah, hurrah! No crappy army camp for me, no siree. (Can't say the same for William though, poor poor William).
Anyway I just came back from a Physics Exam. It sucks, because I actually semi-studied for this. And as is always the case, everything I didn't study for cropped up in the exam...stuff like creation of X-rays, gravitational potential, etc. I managed to bluff my way through about half of it...the rest is probably wrong, and probably most of my bluffed ones are wrong too.
It's funny though, that the thing I dreaded walking into the exam (the Design Question) I came out the most pleased with. But usually what happens is that I do bad at that bit, and horrible at everything else.
Well, it's over now. No sense in complaining.
Walking home from school, not really in a very good mood or anything because of the shoddy exam (they didn't even have a circular motion question...), this black car drove past and chucked a water balloon at me. Now why they did this I don't know. It was a really nice day (sunshine, blue skies, light cloud on the horizon), so what they were doing driving around throwing water balloons at poor exam students I have no idea. At least the people who threw an egg at me hit their target - this said water balloon just exploded on the pavement. If it had hit me, I probably would have thrown my shoe back at them. Don't those unemployed fucks have anything better to do? It's probably a good thing that they don't make a habit of throwing water balloons at people though, judging by the poor accuracy...and even if they did make a habit of it, they suck at it so it doesn't really matter.
People driving cars like that should crash. And burn. And die. And then get their limbs violated by naughty, naughty old men.
Anyway I just came back from a Physics Exam. It sucks, because I actually semi-studied for this. And as is always the case, everything I didn't study for cropped up in the exam...stuff like creation of X-rays, gravitational potential, etc. I managed to bluff my way through about half of it...the rest is probably wrong, and probably most of my bluffed ones are wrong too.
It's funny though, that the thing I dreaded walking into the exam (the Design Question) I came out the most pleased with. But usually what happens is that I do bad at that bit, and horrible at everything else.
Well, it's over now. No sense in complaining.
Walking home from school, not really in a very good mood or anything because of the shoddy exam (they didn't even have a circular motion question...), this black car drove past and chucked a water balloon at me. Now why they did this I don't know. It was a really nice day (sunshine, blue skies, light cloud on the horizon), so what they were doing driving around throwing water balloons at poor exam students I have no idea. At least the people who threw an egg at me hit their target - this said water balloon just exploded on the pavement. If it had hit me, I probably would have thrown my shoe back at them. Don't those unemployed fucks have anything better to do? It's probably a good thing that they don't make a habit of throwing water balloons at people though, judging by the poor accuracy...and even if they did make a habit of it, they suck at it so it doesn't really matter.
People driving cars like that should crash. And burn. And die. And then get their limbs violated by naughty, naughty old men.
Monday, August 30, 2004
Here are a few reasons why I should never be left home alone.
1. My computer isn't working. Every time I try to turn it on, it turns on for like half a second then immediately runs out of power or something stupid like that. It's very annoying. I wish it would work so I could play Gunbound or something.
2. I really should study, but I can't seem to motivate myself to.
3. I end up being really bored. I watched some shitty Oprah ripoff (some bitchy woman on some show that is denoted by the letter "r"...as if to say "I'm so cool I don't even need a real name for this show". Everything was in pink as well which really hurt my eyes. The only good part of the show was the end. Oh and maybe that guy.
4. The PS2 has no good RPGS on it any more. I want Disgaea.
5. Due to all of the above (bad TV, lack of study, lack of PS2 RPGS, lack of computer), I end up inventing ways to entertain myself. I shoved clothes in the dryer and turned the dryer on.
That wasn't enough.
I then proceeded to do really crappy handstands, in a vain attempt to do some exercising which never really happens to me, and instead of balancing at the top of the handstand, I go over the balance point and land on my back...into the hard guitar case.
Yes, my back still hurts.
Yes, I still feel stupid.
Work, damn you computer.
1. My computer isn't working. Every time I try to turn it on, it turns on for like half a second then immediately runs out of power or something stupid like that. It's very annoying. I wish it would work so I could play Gunbound or something.
2. I really should study, but I can't seem to motivate myself to.
3. I end up being really bored. I watched some shitty Oprah ripoff (some bitchy woman on some show that is denoted by the letter "r"...as if to say "I'm so cool I don't even need a real name for this show". Everything was in pink as well which really hurt my eyes. The only good part of the show was the end. Oh and maybe that guy.
4. The PS2 has no good RPGS on it any more. I want Disgaea.
5. Due to all of the above (bad TV, lack of study, lack of PS2 RPGS, lack of computer), I end up inventing ways to entertain myself. I shoved clothes in the dryer and turned the dryer on.
That wasn't enough.
I then proceeded to do really crappy handstands, in a vain attempt to do some exercising which never really happens to me, and instead of balancing at the top of the handstand, I go over the balance point and land on my back...into the hard guitar case.
Yes, my back still hurts.
Yes, I still feel stupid.
Work, damn you computer.
Sunday, August 29, 2004
Saturday, August 28, 2004
Tee hee, I know laughing at this is probably really politically incorrect but, have you ever turned on Maori Tv during lunchtime?
It always says "We'll be back at 2.30!"
I guess that means they're all off to lunch or something.
Imagine if One did that.
(Today, me observing people around me also proved that intelligence of a group decreases the more people you put together in a smaller space. Those 10 or so Maori/Polynesian/PI people in the first electronic music studio were pretty stupid.)
It always says "We'll be back at 2.30!"
I guess that means they're all off to lunch or something.
Imagine if One did that.
(Today, me observing people around me also proved that intelligence of a group decreases the more people you put together in a smaller space. Those 10 or so Maori/Polynesian/PI people in the first electronic music studio were pretty stupid.)
Today was the Courses and Careers day at Auckland University. Actually, it just seemed like a glorified open day to me, but it's all good. I woke up at the incredible hour of 6.45 on a Saturday (I mean honestly, who the hell gets up that early on a Saturday? Nobody. Proof of that was that I was able to roll around on the road while waiting for the bus) - waking up and getting ready for 7.15, only to go over to the bus stop with Rikky (designated bus buddies) to find that it was actually scheduled to arrive at 7.42 or some stupid number like that.
So, we waited. And quite a few people got on at this one stop...the trip there was uneventful, listening to my iPod (mmm iPod) and trying to hear what Philip was trying to say over the mobile phone because everybody on the bus was talking and being inconsiderate (even Rikky you bastard, sitting right next to me. Angry! Or something.)...yeah, he (Philip) called because he tried to arrange it so that I could get to Academy, but it didn't seem likely.
Yeah. Anyway, first thing there, some lecture thing in the Engineering School about Electrical Engineering and Mechanical Engineering. Extremely boring (well, the electrical one was a whole lot better than mechanical), but by not listening to the speaker I managed to admire the very brand spanking new-looking lecture theatre we were sitting in. I mean, it's so much better than a classroom. It's like, a theatre. It rocks. And the cool sound reflecting board things meant that the speaker didn't really have to shout his balls of either.
Next thing I went to I think was Optometry. That, was boring as hell. And to make matters worse, the lecture theatre that was held in was pretty poo. We went from state of the art to state of fart...crappy wooden strip, creaky pullout seats and no cool reflector sound things. The guy sounded really silly and all...and then I went to some Logic seminar (part of Philosophy I do believe) which was a very cool lecture. I got a handout at the end that basically sums up all that was in the lecture, some stuff to do with the laws of logic and all. I was even more impressed when about halfway through I realised that one of the speakers was blind and reading Braille. Tops, I tell you. Good on him.
It was at this point that I realised that following Rikky and Ju around wasn't going to help me any more, so in the words of Ju I became "a lone ranger". First, I went off to scout off the Computer Science laboratory, which looked all flash and new and stuff, there were some interesting looking games on display as well but I didn't dare touch them for fear of not being able to escape. There was also a long history walk-by read-thing thing, which I spent a good 15 minutes poring over.
While being lost trying to find the Computer Science lab, I found a cool Physics demonstration on how the distortion of a guitar works. The guy explaining it didn't do too flash a job but I used my own knowledge to fill in the gaps.
Oh yeah, just as I was about to leave the Computer Science building, this lady talked to me. She was very nice and enthusiastic. She passed me the "Computer Science undergraduate handbook" which is the best document that I recieved today (and it's a pity that the Music School didn't have one, an undergraduate handbook that is), and also another copy of the "university entrance criteria", free post-it notes and a free university pen.
I then moved away to look for the Clocktower after my discussion with Computer Science lady because she didn't seem to know the minimum entry requirement for having a BSc/BMus conjoint (even though I kinda did but just wanted to hear it from the horses mouth - not that she was a horse, but you know what I mean) - after finally locating the Clocktower, I entered the building and it looked really boring so I left. I couldn't be bothered, I guess I'll just have to get as high a mark as possible...which means effort, which means I get annoyed. Gah. Damn you exams, I think people should never be forced into exams. There should be people to observe you working and asking you questions, face to face instead of an exam paper that seems to mock you. When in real life are you not going to be able to use a graphical calculator? Consult a handbook with formulae, etc?
ANYWAY the Clocktower was a waste of my time. I then headed for lunch because it was 12.30ish and I was hungry. Found my way to the cafeteria (or what seems to be the cafeteria), where the Maidment Theatre was located and some AUSA Dj people had taken up shop. Nobody really seemed to take much notice of the AUSA people. I bought spicy wedges with salsa sauce, $3.80, I do believe. They were very nice. The woman at the cashier was friendly too.
I then headed off to the School of Music to catch the tour - met up with a few people from Macleans (I was walking around all lone-rangery before this), did the tour which really wasn't that interesting, and listened to some jazz music being created on the spot (including a jazz version of the National Anthem, very cool)...then I went lone ranger again because nobody seemed to want to visit the Electronic Music labs. Walked into one of them, it was full of dumbarse South Aucklanders, so I went into the other one with respectable people. Most people didn't seem too interested in the hardware and electronic music stuff in front of them so most of them left, and in the end it was just me and the student there. Talked a bit, gleamed a lot of useful information - I'm definitely going to try and do electronic music papers if I get the chance.
Then, I set out to try to get home - couldn't find the bus stop which I had arrived on, so I ended up taking one of the "free university buses" to Howick and stopping outside the movies at Highland Park and walking home from there.
All in all it was a good day. I had fun trying to navigate around myself...though I did feel like a tosser at times. I got a free pen (which is always helpful), information I needed and...yeah. For some reason I didn't mention the computer science lecture above, but I did go to it. It was alright, I suppose. There was an interesting RoboCup Rescue video thing at the end but they stopped it before it finished.
Yeah. I'm actually really looking forward to University now - I wasn't really, until today. The lecture halls look exciting. And who cares if I don't make friends. I can always talk to the pigeons in the cafe.
So, we waited. And quite a few people got on at this one stop...the trip there was uneventful, listening to my iPod (mmm iPod) and trying to hear what Philip was trying to say over the mobile phone because everybody on the bus was talking and being inconsiderate (even Rikky you bastard, sitting right next to me. Angry! Or something.)...yeah, he (Philip) called because he tried to arrange it so that I could get to Academy, but it didn't seem likely.
Yeah. Anyway, first thing there, some lecture thing in the Engineering School about Electrical Engineering and Mechanical Engineering. Extremely boring (well, the electrical one was a whole lot better than mechanical), but by not listening to the speaker I managed to admire the very brand spanking new-looking lecture theatre we were sitting in. I mean, it's so much better than a classroom. It's like, a theatre. It rocks. And the cool sound reflecting board things meant that the speaker didn't really have to shout his balls of either.
Next thing I went to I think was Optometry. That, was boring as hell. And to make matters worse, the lecture theatre that was held in was pretty poo. We went from state of the art to state of fart...crappy wooden strip, creaky pullout seats and no cool reflector sound things. The guy sounded really silly and all...and then I went to some Logic seminar (part of Philosophy I do believe) which was a very cool lecture. I got a handout at the end that basically sums up all that was in the lecture, some stuff to do with the laws of logic and all. I was even more impressed when about halfway through I realised that one of the speakers was blind and reading Braille. Tops, I tell you. Good on him.
It was at this point that I realised that following Rikky and Ju around wasn't going to help me any more, so in the words of Ju I became "a lone ranger". First, I went off to scout off the Computer Science laboratory, which looked all flash and new and stuff, there were some interesting looking games on display as well but I didn't dare touch them for fear of not being able to escape. There was also a long history walk-by read-thing thing, which I spent a good 15 minutes poring over.
While being lost trying to find the Computer Science lab, I found a cool Physics demonstration on how the distortion of a guitar works. The guy explaining it didn't do too flash a job but I used my own knowledge to fill in the gaps.
Oh yeah, just as I was about to leave the Computer Science building, this lady talked to me. She was very nice and enthusiastic. She passed me the "Computer Science undergraduate handbook" which is the best document that I recieved today (and it's a pity that the Music School didn't have one, an undergraduate handbook that is), and also another copy of the "university entrance criteria", free post-it notes and a free university pen.
I then moved away to look for the Clocktower after my discussion with Computer Science lady because she didn't seem to know the minimum entry requirement for having a BSc/BMus conjoint (even though I kinda did but just wanted to hear it from the horses mouth - not that she was a horse, but you know what I mean) - after finally locating the Clocktower, I entered the building and it looked really boring so I left. I couldn't be bothered, I guess I'll just have to get as high a mark as possible...which means effort, which means I get annoyed. Gah. Damn you exams, I think people should never be forced into exams. There should be people to observe you working and asking you questions, face to face instead of an exam paper that seems to mock you. When in real life are you not going to be able to use a graphical calculator? Consult a handbook with formulae, etc?
ANYWAY the Clocktower was a waste of my time. I then headed for lunch because it was 12.30ish and I was hungry. Found my way to the cafeteria (or what seems to be the cafeteria), where the Maidment Theatre was located and some AUSA Dj people had taken up shop. Nobody really seemed to take much notice of the AUSA people. I bought spicy wedges with salsa sauce, $3.80, I do believe. They were very nice. The woman at the cashier was friendly too.
I then headed off to the School of Music to catch the tour - met up with a few people from Macleans (I was walking around all lone-rangery before this), did the tour which really wasn't that interesting, and listened to some jazz music being created on the spot (including a jazz version of the National Anthem, very cool)...then I went lone ranger again because nobody seemed to want to visit the Electronic Music labs. Walked into one of them, it was full of dumbarse South Aucklanders, so I went into the other one with respectable people. Most people didn't seem too interested in the hardware and electronic music stuff in front of them so most of them left, and in the end it was just me and the student there. Talked a bit, gleamed a lot of useful information - I'm definitely going to try and do electronic music papers if I get the chance.
Then, I set out to try to get home - couldn't find the bus stop which I had arrived on, so I ended up taking one of the "free university buses" to Howick and stopping outside the movies at Highland Park and walking home from there.
All in all it was a good day. I had fun trying to navigate around myself...though I did feel like a tosser at times. I got a free pen (which is always helpful), information I needed and...yeah. For some reason I didn't mention the computer science lecture above, but I did go to it. It was alright, I suppose. There was an interesting RoboCup Rescue video thing at the end but they stopped it before it finished.
Yeah. I'm actually really looking forward to University now - I wasn't really, until today. The lecture halls look exciting. And who cares if I don't make friends. I can always talk to the pigeons in the cafe.
Friday, August 27, 2004
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
I am a A Amethyst Dragon!
Hey, I took the http://dragonhame.com online Inner Dragon quiz and found out I am a Amethyst Dragon on the inside.
In the war between good and evil, a Amethyst Dragon tends to walk the fine line of Neutrality....
When it comes to the powers of Chaos vs. those of Law and Order, your inner dragon walks a fine line between Law and Chaos....
As far as magical tendancies, Magical spells come as natural to the Amethyst Dragon as breathe from it's body....
During combat situations, whether by spells or by claw, your inner dragon will do whatever it takes to get the job done....
The Amethyst Dragon makes its home in the deep caverns of the earth, often in mountainous regions. They spend much time in hibernation as one of their favorite things to do is to sleep.'
Formed from translucent amethyst, it is an awe inspiring sight to see one in it's true form. Light passes through the dragon's body creating a deep purple glow. It's scales will magnify the light rays into bright lavender beams to highlight this effect.'
Amethyst dragons spend most of their time homebound but do occasionally feel the need to take a sojourn to a far destination. These dragons love books and will often pick their destination from one of the many stories and histories they may have read. Amethyst dragons are very solitary in nature, but do keep a distant watch on the world around them. They tend to be highly intelligent, and often amuse themselves in human form by building gadgets and toys. Amethyst dragons are very learned creatures.
'
This Dragons favorite elements are: Amethyst, Deep Places, and Magic
Http://Dragonhame.Com
Hey, I took the http://dragonhame.com online Inner Dragon quiz and found out I am a Amethyst Dragon on the inside.
In the war between good and evil, a Amethyst Dragon tends to walk the fine line of Neutrality....
When it comes to the powers of Chaos vs. those of Law and Order, your inner dragon walks a fine line between Law and Chaos....
As far as magical tendancies, Magical spells come as natural to the Amethyst Dragon as breathe from it's body....
During combat situations, whether by spells or by claw, your inner dragon will do whatever it takes to get the job done....
The Amethyst Dragon makes its home in the deep caverns of the earth, often in mountainous regions. They spend much time in hibernation as one of their favorite things to do is to sleep.'
Formed from translucent amethyst, it is an awe inspiring sight to see one in it's true form. Light passes through the dragon's body creating a deep purple glow. It's scales will magnify the light rays into bright lavender beams to highlight this effect.'
Amethyst dragons spend most of their time homebound but do occasionally feel the need to take a sojourn to a far destination. These dragons love books and will often pick their destination from one of the many stories and histories they may have read. Amethyst dragons are very solitary in nature, but do keep a distant watch on the world around them. They tend to be highly intelligent, and often amuse themselves in human form by building gadgets and toys. Amethyst dragons are very learned creatures.
'
This Dragons favorite elements are: Amethyst, Deep Places, and Magic
Http://Dragonhame.Com
The All Blacks came to our school today. And I didn't go and watch. -_- Stupid me. I thought it was just some lame-o team from out of school so I didn't wag but went to class nicely instead. Oh, stupid me.
Well maybe it wasn't the All Blacks but that Joe Rokothoko guy (however you spell it) was at our school and I missed out on seeing him in person meh I'll get over it soon. Libby was on TV. Tee hee.
My left arm hurts. Stupid delayed meningitis reaction - I suppose at least the arm was still good enough to drum with yesterday afternoon. That I am thankful for.
I did my music homework! Yay! I feel less slackerish. I gonna pull though, exams are like next week and I'm panicking yet not and I'm really worried. You can't tell but I'm typing this faster just because I'm worried. I don't know how much I need done for Photography. I hope not a lot more than I have now. Oh crap. Oh, crap.
Maths I'm screwed.
Oh shit I have a test last period tomorrow. Oh shit.
Well maybe it wasn't the All Blacks but that Joe Rokothoko guy (however you spell it) was at our school and I missed out on seeing him in person meh I'll get over it soon. Libby was on TV. Tee hee.
My left arm hurts. Stupid delayed meningitis reaction - I suppose at least the arm was still good enough to drum with yesterday afternoon. That I am thankful for.
I did my music homework! Yay! I feel less slackerish. I gonna pull though, exams are like next week and I'm panicking yet not and I'm really worried. You can't tell but I'm typing this faster just because I'm worried. I don't know how much I need done for Photography. I hope not a lot more than I have now. Oh crap. Oh, crap.
Maths I'm screwed.
Oh shit I have a test last period tomorrow. Oh shit.
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
My left arm is sore. Today most of the Year 13 student body was 1/3 immunized from Meningitis (I say 1/3 because this is shot 1 out of 3, and also it actually only covers one strain of meningitis)...it really wasn't that bad, the actual injection itself. The nurses went quite quickly but they had every reason and right to because the jab isn't too painful or anything. It's just that the condition of your arm deteriorates ever so slowly. Immediately after the injection I felt fine...but then slowly over the course of the day the upper arm started to die. At least I can still type relatively fine.
After the injection they kept us in the drama room which they turned into a makeshift holding room...and there was this really agro lady (she had a really funny accent, I think it was very South African but I might be wrong) and when I walked in she was in the middle of yelling about how down in South Auckland where the decile 0 schools are the students are much better behaved and threatened to bring the principal down here. The nurse sitting down on a table attending to my details and forms was just giving me a look that said "don't worry, she's a fuck-up". I smiled back knowingly.
The timing of the arm-deteriorating puncture couldn't have been worse, because after school today we were supposed to be recording (by we I mean Fist Full of Fives) and it wasn't easy drumming with a dead arm. (I'll talk more about after school later)
Anyway, the morning went pretty averagely. House Assembly, the challenge being seeing who could stuff the most squares of toilet paper in their mouth. Absolutely pointless and mind-bogglingly stupid, but entertaining. (Hey, that sounds like some people I know) Period 5 was recording a piano piece for SADD (Students Against Drunk Driving), all by myself...aww, lil Henry's all grown up now.
But in all seriousness, it was pretty hard trying to remember all the recording gear stuff (phantom power off! All sliders + levels to zero before power on! Mastering track!) but I think I did pretty well. I'm listening to the recording now as we speak. Even though there was actually a lot of background noise when it was recorded (someone else playing the piano just in a room down the hallway, and some drumming from somewhere in the music suite) Yeah. So I'm really proud of the recording. I'm going to steal it. And put it on my computer. And dress it up and call it Frank (no, not really) I'll pass it to Jen tomorrow, hope she finds it good.
Anyway. After school, Andre was there to help us record ourselves. It was very good although it was hard to get the momentum going (a lot of "time wasted" I suppose, but then again it wasn't really wasted, just...not really recording) and I had quite a lot of difficulty drumming with a bum arm. Still, recording is more important than pain. We did quite a lot of songs actually but it isn't finished yet, I've still got to do a bit of a voice overdub, and then Andre has to master it and get it onto a final CD so that John can have it and send it off to that Stu guy who wanted it. And then we can mass produce the CDs and sell them as a fundraiser and buy new equipment! HURRAH!
Okay, maybe it won't get that far. Rikky supposedly was on the radio today. I forgot to listen to him though...-_- I KNEW there was something I forgot. So maybe those ZM guys are serious about this wanting to play our original on the radio thing. I mean, I don't particularly like ZM but radio exposure is radio exposure.
Miss Hall was in a good mood today. I was really scared..I just never know what to expect, so I end up trying to be as courteous as I can. Maybe that's her tactic. Maybe I should always be courteous. To everybody. Here, have a court. Yeah...but we were quite late in leaving. She said she had washing to do.
When I got home, the washing machine was running. Hah!
My arm still hurts. I'm off to update the band website now.
After the injection they kept us in the drama room which they turned into a makeshift holding room...and there was this really agro lady (she had a really funny accent, I think it was very South African but I might be wrong) and when I walked in she was in the middle of yelling about how down in South Auckland where the decile 0 schools are the students are much better behaved and threatened to bring the principal down here. The nurse sitting down on a table attending to my details and forms was just giving me a look that said "don't worry, she's a fuck-up". I smiled back knowingly.
The timing of the arm-deteriorating puncture couldn't have been worse, because after school today we were supposed to be recording (by we I mean Fist Full of Fives) and it wasn't easy drumming with a dead arm. (I'll talk more about after school later)
Anyway, the morning went pretty averagely. House Assembly, the challenge being seeing who could stuff the most squares of toilet paper in their mouth. Absolutely pointless and mind-bogglingly stupid, but entertaining. (Hey, that sounds like some people I know) Period 5 was recording a piano piece for SADD (Students Against Drunk Driving), all by myself...aww, lil Henry's all grown up now.
But in all seriousness, it was pretty hard trying to remember all the recording gear stuff (phantom power off! All sliders + levels to zero before power on! Mastering track!) but I think I did pretty well. I'm listening to the recording now as we speak. Even though there was actually a lot of background noise when it was recorded (someone else playing the piano just in a room down the hallway, and some drumming from somewhere in the music suite) Yeah. So I'm really proud of the recording. I'm going to steal it. And put it on my computer. And dress it up and call it Frank (no, not really) I'll pass it to Jen tomorrow, hope she finds it good.
Anyway. After school, Andre was there to help us record ourselves. It was very good although it was hard to get the momentum going (a lot of "time wasted" I suppose, but then again it wasn't really wasted, just...not really recording) and I had quite a lot of difficulty drumming with a bum arm. Still, recording is more important than pain. We did quite a lot of songs actually but it isn't finished yet, I've still got to do a bit of a voice overdub, and then Andre has to master it and get it onto a final CD so that John can have it and send it off to that Stu guy who wanted it. And then we can mass produce the CDs and sell them as a fundraiser and buy new equipment! HURRAH!
Okay, maybe it won't get that far. Rikky supposedly was on the radio today. I forgot to listen to him though...-_- I KNEW there was something I forgot. So maybe those ZM guys are serious about this wanting to play our original on the radio thing. I mean, I don't particularly like ZM but radio exposure is radio exposure.
Miss Hall was in a good mood today. I was really scared..I just never know what to expect, so I end up trying to be as courteous as I can. Maybe that's her tactic. Maybe I should always be courteous. To everybody. Here, have a court. Yeah...but we were quite late in leaving. She said she had washing to do.
When I got home, the washing machine was running. Hah!
My arm still hurts. I'm off to update the band website now.
Monday, August 23, 2004
Just got back from school. I learnt a lot more about recording today...I've got most of it down, I just need more practice at it. Me and Andre (mostly Andre I think) got the mean yelling at though, me for being late, and Andre for making a smart comment. I suppose we deserve the yelling at, although it doesn't put anyone in a good mood. I still feel really gutted. It's like that one time when I threw an eraser at a sixth former in my A Level Maths class with the intention of returning it to the person, but then Mr. Barrett yelled at me, really really hardcore. I'm scared.
Imagine me cowering under my desk. I don't want disapproval...please don't hate me.
;_;
Anyway, yeah, so I'm in a moderate mood - minus from the yelling from Miss Hall, plus for learning more on recording. Also, plus for getting Andre's help for tomorrow. Although I wonder whether Miss Hall will have forgiven or be in a good mood tomorrow. One can only hope.
Imagine me cowering under my desk. I don't want disapproval...please don't hate me.
;_;
Anyway, yeah, so I'm in a moderate mood - minus from the yelling from Miss Hall, plus for learning more on recording. Also, plus for getting Andre's help for tomorrow. Although I wonder whether Miss Hall will have forgiven or be in a good mood tomorrow. One can only hope.
Sunday, August 22, 2004
Had a "band meeting" today. Didn't really get too much done, more like a "finally pass me all the photos" time, so after the meeting I spent all the time until now (10.52 pm) resizing, and trying to update the website. Stupid Freewebs doesn't let people have more than 50 files so I've moved servers in an attempt to keep everything good. I'm annoyed at two things, the extreme crapness of our internet ISP, and the fact that I have to pay money for everything. If only I could pay in other ways. Or maybe that's not such a good idea after all...
I'm worried about recording for the band on Tuesday. How am I supposed to drum and record at the same time? More importantly, how well will I do with recording? I'm quite worried. Andre didn't really teach me everything. I have absolutely no idea how to move stuff from the hardware desk onto a CD.
Here's hoping it's all good. I feel sorry for Amy and Sarah Jayne who I'm testing my recording skills out with.
Had dinner with Cheryl, Katherine, William, and their parents. Uncle Tommy and Auntie Claudia (did I get the names right?) seemed to be very nice people, thanks for the companionship ^_^ Kat tell your dad he's cool. Cool like a cucumber left in the fridge for too long.
Also, a long lost friend back from my primary school days in Malaysia got in touch with me today. Apparently he got my email through my dad and I'm quite embarrassed because I don't remember much of my friends back in Primary school. The only thing I remember is drinking nectar from red flowers, while waiting for my dad to pick me up with the Pajero, with its smooth leather interior that smelt of a strange combination of wax and dead cow. Anyway, yeah. I recognised his face though when he linked me to a site which had my old class (I think) on it.
Yup. Hrm. I'm tired. But I don't want to be. Damn you sleep, damn you having to go to school. The school better not bitch about my mourning fabric or else.
I'm worried about recording for the band on Tuesday. How am I supposed to drum and record at the same time? More importantly, how well will I do with recording? I'm quite worried. Andre didn't really teach me everything. I have absolutely no idea how to move stuff from the hardware desk onto a CD.
Here's hoping it's all good. I feel sorry for Amy and Sarah Jayne who I'm testing my recording skills out with.
Had dinner with Cheryl, Katherine, William, and their parents. Uncle Tommy and Auntie Claudia (did I get the names right?) seemed to be very nice people, thanks for the companionship ^_^ Kat tell your dad he's cool. Cool like a cucumber left in the fridge for too long.
Also, a long lost friend back from my primary school days in Malaysia got in touch with me today. Apparently he got my email through my dad and I'm quite embarrassed because I don't remember much of my friends back in Primary school. The only thing I remember is drinking nectar from red flowers, while waiting for my dad to pick me up with the Pajero, with its smooth leather interior that smelt of a strange combination of wax and dead cow. Anyway, yeah. I recognised his face though when he linked me to a site which had my old class (I think) on it.
Yup. Hrm. I'm tired. But I don't want to be. Damn you sleep, damn you having to go to school. The school better not bitch about my mourning fabric or else.
Friday, August 20, 2004
My fingers still say FFOF (or FOFF depending on which way you're reading them). Anyway, came back from Physics tuition a while ago. Forgot to bring money for payment. Hope I don't forget next time.
Anyway, in Physics I was thinking about relativity (while being taught nuclear physics). If you want to be thinner and lighter, don't run. Running increases your mass and length faster than if you were sitting on a couch in the same conditions.
Yes.
Anyway, in Physics I was thinking about relativity (while being taught nuclear physics). If you want to be thinner and lighter, don't run. Running increases your mass and length faster than if you were sitting on a couch in the same conditions.
Yes.
I am on an exciting high. My fingers still say "FFOF" (yes, on both hands). I am still really really tired from playing, which is strange because...well, let me explain the story and you'll see.
Today was the final day of the Prefects Talent Quest (which was on the whole, sub-par in terms of arrangement and flow, as in, for the perfomers themselves). Let me expand on the stuff in the brackets - in other words, it's been fun performing and stuff but the organization behind it should have been a lot better...such as having proper amounts of microphones etc. I suppose some of them were uncontrollable circumstances but still. Slightly annoyed. Most annoying thing was that today we (FFOF) didn't get to play for fifteen minutes which we had planned to but we coped.
We still won anyway. (The Band section)
Thanks to all our fans (I LOVE ALL THOSE SIGNS YOU ROCK).
Sam Forde's band was actually very funny.
Yes.
Hrm. Yeah.
Final note: I hate those stupid baby new arrival photo things in newspapers. Nobody really gives a flying toss (or maybe I'm just extrapolating my point of view onto society). And even less nobody cares how heavy a baby is. It's crazy it is. People ask, "HOW HEAVY WAS HE/SHE" as though it's the most important thing about the baby. Get over it, it's a baby, if it's alive that's the most important thing, not how many damn kilograms it is.
Hrm.
Today was the final day of the Prefects Talent Quest (which was on the whole, sub-par in terms of arrangement and flow, as in, for the perfomers themselves). Let me expand on the stuff in the brackets - in other words, it's been fun performing and stuff but the organization behind it should have been a lot better...such as having proper amounts of microphones etc. I suppose some of them were uncontrollable circumstances but still. Slightly annoyed. Most annoying thing was that today we (FFOF) didn't get to play for fifteen minutes which we had planned to but we coped.
We still won anyway. (The Band section)
Thanks to all our fans (I LOVE ALL THOSE SIGNS YOU ROCK).
Sam Forde's band was actually very funny.
Yes.
Hrm. Yeah.
Final note: I hate those stupid baby new arrival photo things in newspapers. Nobody really gives a flying toss (or maybe I'm just extrapolating my point of view onto society). And even less nobody cares how heavy a baby is. It's crazy it is. People ask, "HOW HEAVY WAS HE/SHE" as though it's the most important thing about the baby. Get over it, it's a baby, if it's alive that's the most important thing, not how many damn kilograms it is.
Hrm.
Thursday, August 19, 2004
I just came back from school. "SCHOOL!?!" you proclaim - "but it's 9.30!" Oh yes. But I only got there at 7.30. The deal? I went in for some school open day thingmie for the music department, something for all the little Year 8 kiddies. Of course, it was very boring but I got some work done on my music arrangement which is good. Only one person in the entire time I was there even bothered to talk to me: most walked by, following the prefects like a flock of confused sheep, staring through the window occasionally to watch me click away on my mouse.
This is further proof of my theory that:
Intelligence = Area/Amount of People in a given space
All those people in one narrow corridor seemed pretty stupid to me.
School, thus, is quite a stupid place.
The world however, is only moderately stupid.
Figures.
This is further proof of my theory that:
Intelligence = Area/Amount of People in a given space
All those people in one narrow corridor seemed pretty stupid to me.
School, thus, is quite a stupid place.
The world however, is only moderately stupid.
Figures.
Wednesday, August 18, 2004
Performed today.
Yes.
Anti-climatic.
Sad, isn't it...
Well hopefully bands will be better.
I'm going to try a few experiments before I leave school:
1. Walk around the whole day, using just one eye.
2. Walk around the whole day with the Nazi March step.
If anyone has any suggestions and would like me to carry them out, suggest away!
Yes.
Anti-climatic.
Sad, isn't it...
Well hopefully bands will be better.
I'm going to try a few experiments before I leave school:
1. Walk around the whole day, using just one eye.
2. Walk around the whole day with the Nazi March step.
If anyone has any suggestions and would like me to carry them out, suggest away!
Tuesday, August 17, 2004
Monday, August 16, 2004
Points:
1) iPod
It's so wickedly cool. I've spent so much time playing with it...one of the greatest toys I've had the priviledge of owning. I wish I had a Firewire cable though cause slow transfers are kind of a pain in the ass. But it's all worth it (slow internet has conditioned a patient streak in me anyway).
2) Chamber Orchestra
We got Silver. Huge congratulations, I'm very surprised that we did, to be honest. I wasn't expecting it. Good work guys!
3) Talent Quest
I think I'm set for both Singing and Band categories. Thankfully I finally found the costume for Singing. Wahoo. Thanks, you know who you are. :)
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Read parts of William's Psychology textbook. Kinda interesting. My favourite is what it mentions on the affect of groups on people.
The more people you put together the stupider everybody gets. Try it. It's mob mentality. And it applies in real life! I'll give you an example.
Form Time: Kinda stupid.
House Assembly: Stupid.
School Assembly: Extremely stupid.
See, it works. An argument, thus, to be a loner and not go to parties and do stupid things. But then again maybe stupid isn't such a bad thing.
1) iPod
It's so wickedly cool. I've spent so much time playing with it...one of the greatest toys I've had the priviledge of owning. I wish I had a Firewire cable though cause slow transfers are kind of a pain in the ass. But it's all worth it (slow internet has conditioned a patient streak in me anyway).
2) Chamber Orchestra
We got Silver. Huge congratulations, I'm very surprised that we did, to be honest. I wasn't expecting it. Good work guys!
3) Talent Quest
I think I'm set for both Singing and Band categories. Thankfully I finally found the costume for Singing. Wahoo. Thanks, you know who you are. :)
===
Read parts of William's Psychology textbook. Kinda interesting. My favourite is what it mentions on the affect of groups on people.
The more people you put together the stupider everybody gets. Try it. It's mob mentality. And it applies in real life! I'll give you an example.
Form Time: Kinda stupid.
House Assembly: Stupid.
School Assembly: Extremely stupid.
See, it works. An argument, thus, to be a loner and not go to parties and do stupid things. But then again maybe stupid isn't such a bad thing.
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