So yeah, it seems like my last post is a catalyst in all but name... and meaning. But meh.
Yesterday, a word that would win you a round in Countdown, saw the dawn of a new age for me. Yes, my drums arrived. I would stick a photo up of them here for your eyes to gaze upon, but then again, you'll probably just look at it and think Jees Ga, it's just a drum kit... so to compensate, here is another image for your eyes to absorb...
Yes, I do go on that site nearly everyday...
Anyways, considering I ordered the drums last Thursday, it took three working days to get here (they said it might take between three to seven working days). Not bad for the Germans, eh? I forgot to name the drum kit I ordered. It's the Millennium MPS-600 Kit. Three cymbals (one of them works as the hi-hat), one ride cymbal, four toms, a snare and a bass pad. Yeah. I also bought the double bass pedal, which is lucky since the bass pedal that came with the kit isn't the best one. Anyways, it's a decent kit, well worth the 650 euros (the drums bundle themselves were 555 euros and the double bass pedal was 95 euros). Yeah... sorry if that's not in your interests...
In other, more thought provoking lines, I saw a television advert. That wasn't the thought provoking thing, but what it had on it, was the thing. On the advert, or whatever it was, there was a question on it. What's your angle?, Okay, it was a fishing reference, but it got me thinking. What's my angle, my purpose in things, in life? Yeah, I do think too much, don't I?
Since it's going on for eight now, I shall break it down a bit now (Ahem... SoundCloud... =]...).
First of, in life. One, I'm an eighteen year old man-boy thing, who is most probably on the anti-social side of the spectrum. No job. No real prospects as of yet. No real talents that amazes others. So on the basics, I'm on the wrong angle. But yeah, at least I'll be sober enough to see my life out and have a clear mind on all decisions I take. Think what you will, but I think that's a positive. Not smoking's another one... I'll be honest I've just completely forgotten what I was going to write, so I shall stop here and allow the thoughts to arrive back on another day.
I will leave you now. I'm going to have a bang on me drums. =].
It's been a while since my last post. But then again, I have not had the pleasure of having anything to type about. I still don't. But then again, it's me. So yeah, have fun reading this. =].
It's the holidays now for me. Well, it has been ever since I failed PH5 on the last Tuesday of June. I'll be really surprised if I get a better mark in Physics than I do in Chemistry. But then again, I'll be ecstatic if I actually get anything higher than a C in anything.
Anyways, it's the time of year when people go out to other places in the world because they finished writing on examination papers for now (or forever, depending on what course they're doing in Uni, or if they aren't going to Uni). And, you might have guessed, I'm going to Majorca in three weeks. Ah, I could never lie to you, even though I just tried to. No, I'm going to stay in my house until it's time for me to get my results, and then stay inside again until I either have to go to Uni, or if I manage to do something else. Yes, I am very hardcore.
But as other people spend their money on holidays and memories to remember in their old age, I've bought myself a drum kit. Yeah. Would saying 'beat that' count as a pun? I don't know, but I do know this counts as a pun...
Yeah, that's very funny... very funny...
Anyrimshot, I have bought myself a drum kit. It's an electric drum kit. I also bought myself a double bass pedal to replace the pedal that comes with the drum kit, 'cause I iz brootalz lyk dat, bruv. No, it's because I would like to evolve my usage of double bass drummage to the max. Or, at least to an acceptable level of bangage. You get me?
I shall continue, in a manner that is only topped by my lack of confidence in dance.
So the final of the Wold Cup is upon us, and the bastard Germans aren't in the final. You scored four goals against both England and Argentina, and you couldn't score a goal against a side who has had a player voted 'sexiest man in the World Cup'? Man, that's like Michael Schumacher losing to Katie Price in Formula One. Yes, I'm comparing Spain to Katie Price. Why? Because if they don't get their own way, they're moan about it until they do get their own way. And they're both false. Yeah, don't judge me. At least the Dutch are in the final. Finally, we've got an orange team in the final. Mozeltoff. Ah well, at least Argentina aren't there...
Oh, that reminds me. You know the psychic octopus that has "predicted" that Spain will win... so what he got 80% of the matches right, how many matches has there been? About thirty-odd? Shouldn't there be some sort of experiment that had over a hundred matches or something, and get the octopus to 'predict' who'll win. I bet you it'll be closer to 50-50. I mean, come on. There's a two in one chance that the octopus will be right. It would've been more impressive if the eight legged oracle guessed who'd be in the final before the tournament even began. But come on, if you believe that octopus is actually psychic, you need a psychiatrist...
Oh, and the mindless drivel continues. And if you are one of these people who are religious and can't have an opinion of your own, you should skip this part. It might turn ugly...
In all seriousness now, what is the point in full-blown religion? I mean, look at it. There's been wars over it. Millions have died because of what they believe in and all that, but yet everyone is supposed to be treated as equals. Where's the equality in killing someone that believes something that you don't? My cousin might believe in the tooth fairy, I do not. I'm not going to kill her for it, am I? Well, not today.
I don;t know about you, but I've always thought that every religion came from one single faith. I might get my facts wrong here, so you may correct me at any point, but be big headed in the facts and I'll ignore you. Happy days.
I've always thought, that in the days where Romans made roads and people being nailed to two-by-fours was the national sport, the Jews roamed the land. Then after a while some dude named Jesus Christ entered the scene, had an epiphany (or whatever happens to people wearing sandals all day) and created Christianism (yes, I've actually forgotten the name of their religion...). Then some other people turned up on the scene, and respectively created other religions. But, if this is true, why are there so much arguments and so many people looking down their noses at people who don't believe the same as they do, when they all believe in the same God?...
Just had an odd thought in my head. God is supposed to be this 'perfect entity', isn't he? Someone who can do no wrong? So, why do people fear him? Yes, he made humans (I don't believe this, I'm just using what religion believes to argue my side). And when humans make things, we want to be in command (for instance, in command of robots and digital technology). We have even been command of our own race (ie slavery). So if this is wrong, to be in command, to bully other beings to do our bidding... would God do the same, as he 'made' the human race? Another thing. One of the ten commandments is, I believe, about not idolizing statues of God (correct me if I'm wrong). But, as humans were supposed to be made with God's image or something like that, doesn't that mean any statue that is made is in turn both idolizing the image of the subject of the statue and also God him/herself?
Yeah, I read too deep into things sometimes. And please don't go all Achmed on me. This is what I believe in. You're reading this (well, no-one really is, but if you are...), you can close the browser at anytime... but you made it this far... so yeah...
Whoa, I'll stop now. And to lift your spirits a bit, here's Rufus Hound doing some improvisation on Thank God You're Here... enjoy.
- FIN FIN FIN FIN FIN face FIN FIN FIN FIN face...
Well, I'm hours (well, days) away from my final exam ever (well, for this year...). Wow, two sentences in and I've already used brackets twice. Lovely.
I shall continue. Because if I don't this'll be a rather short blog.
I have two exams left. Both of them are the fifth module in Chemistry and Physics. Two exams which, while learning them in the last term of school, I felt I should do fine in them, especially in Chemistry. Man, I actually felt like I understood the majority if Chemistry this time. Like, I understand the whole electro-chemistry stuff, with the Hydrogen cell being the point where other cells are measured by. That, and the the most positive cell gets reduced, so the most negative gets oxidized. Man, that's the thing some people in the class find hard, and I got it first time. By the by, that's not me being all "I'm going to pass chemistry with flying colours because I know electrocemeg", no. I'm just hoping that there is a fourty-mark question on that subject, because I know if they ask anything else, I would fail in epic proportions.
It's the same thing in Physics, but the difference is that the subject that I feel confident most in Physics is now nuclear. Yeah, it's basically maths with stupidly small numbers. Shite, and I got to read that CERN thing again... Fuck...
I've already done five exams. Finished Music Technology altogether now. Woo. First exam (an AS resit) was alright, apart from the whole surprise about 'how did Hendrix and Van Halen contribute to Hard Rock?' question. I might have effed that up. The A level exam actually went really well, apart from the computer I used fucked up big time, and the next computer I used. So I had twenty-odd minutes of just sitting there, waiting for a computer just to do something that took about ten minutes. I had a computer that worked at ten past three (in the afternoon), the exam should've ended at about three. Yeah...
CH2 went alright, and CH4 couldn't have gone smoother. Mind you, I said the same last time and managed an E. Fack. Ph4 was a bitch. I didn't even finish it. I don't think I finished half of it. Why is it that I can't finish my Physics exams in A level, and yet still do better in Physics than in Chemistry? Grrrr...
So, in my head I'm thinking that thus far I've got atleast a high D in Music Tech, scraping a C in Chemistry and a D in Physics. Not looking well for the BBC that I need for my uni course...
Ergh, I don't know. I'll need to find a back-up plan...
In other news, I has two more songs up on my SoundCloud. Here's a widget thingy from it, with the two new tracks. =]. If you fancy reading the info on the song, I think if you double click or something on the widget then you can see it on the actual site with the whole info. Yeah...
I'll be honest with you, I'm in no fit mood to think of anything imaginative now. But fuck it, it's another way to avoid revision. Nearly typed in religion... same thing really.
First, revision. I've kind of come at the same point in my exam life as I was during my GSCE's and, well... pretty much every exam I've sat. I read, nothing goes in. This makes me feel like I've got nothing to do, so I do something to kill the time for an hour or two before I try to revise again. Yet again I fail to embed the knowledge that is required for the exam into my brain, so once again I fill the void of time with browsing the web and on the stringed instruments of despair. Why despair? Well, if I carry on like this (and, our survey says it's a possibility that it will), all I'd be doing during the time between my final exam and the results day is worrying. Worrying if I had the right results. Worrying if I've managed to impress the people who run the Uni course I've applied to enough that they'll take me in regardless on how shite I've dumped on the exam paper. And yet, even though I know all of this will happen three minutes after I hand my final examination paper to the teacher, I know all this will be in my head, and what am I doing? Am I forcing CH4 and PH4 in me? No, I'm doing this post. What hope is there for me?
Talking about hope, one thing I hope for is that I impress PromoCymru enough that they'll start paying me for being Wicid's Sub-Editor. It's a long shot, and even if they do pay me for being sub-editor, it won't be a lot. But then again, something is better than nothing, eh?
Shite, that reminds me. Not the thing I just said in the past paragraph, no. Yeah, the Football World Cup's on. A bunch of failed actors having a competition to see who can act the best. In that case, Argentina, Portugal or Spain will win it hands down, or maybe Italy. God, I hope they don't win. Why can't Ghana or Cameroon win? Eh? Or Holland. Now, that's a team who should win. Man, I have a weird way of looking at teams, eh?
But yeah, while some people are going "Anyone but England", I'm thinking "Anyone but England, Italy, Spain, Portugal or Argentina". Don't ask why, mind.
But, to be fair, fuck the Football world cup. The Rugby one's much better. Not because Wales is better in rugby than football, but I think rugby's a better sport than football... that is all.
And another thing. I can't remember the other thing I was going to expand on, but I forgotted...
Er....
I can only think of finishing this now...
So...
- To FIN, or not to FIN. That, is a takeoff from Hamlett...
