The One with the Electric Relaxation

What it do?

Dunzo. OOTS.

Catch ya later, Semester One. Don't let the door hit you on the ass on your way out.

Surprisingly, the exams were easier than I thought they were going to be. I figured, Second Year, HARD exams. But I guess my two days of nerding/tremendous cramming worked WONDERS. Now, all that's left to do is wait for my results.

That, and ENJOY my three weeks of holidays. Very nice.

List of things on my holiday enjoyment agenda:

• Play FFXII
• Clean my shoes
• Listen to my gazillion new albums (WU-TANG KILLA BEES! WE ON A SWARM!)
• Play ball
• Play FFXII
• Clean my shoes
• Get my Semester One stuff in order
• Catch up on sleep
• Play FFXII

Speaking of sleep, my sleeping patterns are wrecked like a motherfucker. I got two hours of sleep for my exam on Wednesday (thank you, 8:45AM exams all the way at Kensington). I figured I'd be so tired that I would just klonk out Wednesday night and be well-rested for yesterday's exam. End result: three hours of sleep. This is what constantly sleeping at 6AM does to you.

Annewhoose, speaking of relaxation (wow, that's two Quest-related blog titles in a row), I had a good reward scheme going yesterday for post-exam celebration. First, went down to 2010 and had a look around; copped new Feits and a couple of shirts. Good times: new shoes, new shirts, good music (Illmatic at Footage, OOTS!). Then, as soon as I got home, it was back out to chill with people for Juls' birthday. Plan was to watch Transformers, but that went down the crapper when we found out the movie was full.

So we just went straight to Pure Platinum. Celebrations and such. Effective planning!

I'm back out of the house tonight to actually watch Transformers. Here's hoping this time the movie isn't full before we actually get there. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

P.S. Ray Allen to Boston. What? BUGGIN' OUT, B!

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The One with the Buggin' Out

What it do? The title had nothing to do with anything, aside from me listening to the song an hour or so ago and not being able to think of any other title.

Anywho, I remembered that long list of assessments I had to finish off the semester with. Since they're all done now, here's an updated look back.

• PSYC2081 Neuroanatomy & Neural Communication Test (5%) - Easy as pie. 5/5 in 5 minutes.
• GENT1513 Essay (50%) - Fairly long, but I just ended up BS-ing my way through all 3000 words. Not too bad considering it's just a Gen Ed subject; it doesn't count towards my WAM and I only need a 50 for it.
• PSYC2081 Critical Review of Literature (20%) - Pretty okay, not as bad as I expected.
• GENT1513 Seminar Presentation (30%) - Presentations are for losers. Let's go, 50%!
• PSYC2061 Essay (20%) - Surprisingly, this wasn't too bad either. Aside from the last part, which I spiced up with good old fashioned nonsense.
• PSYC2001 Assignment 2 (20%) - Seemed easy enough, but PSYC2001's always deceptive, so here's hoping I actually went okay.
• GENT1513 Critical Review of Literature (20%) - Oots! Too much putting effort into this!

Towards the end of semester, Life Science felt left out, and decided to add to the fun. With two assessments due AFTER the semester actually finished.

• LIFE2001 Teammate Evaluation (30%) - For the first time ever, I started an assignment on the night before it was actually due. Seven hours, eight pages, nearly 3000 words. Very nice. It wasn't even that bad; thankfully, it was fairly formulaic and such.
• LIFE 2001 Assessment C (30%) - Life Science is so lame. Some thought exercise about cyborgs or something. Ahh well, I just wrote whatever my teacher wanted to hear. *shrugs*

Hooray, Life Science! Ahh well. Since all nine assessments are officially dunzo, I can actually get cracking on the studying. Hopefully around 3 days per subject should do. Let's go, June 28, 11:30AM! Anyways, later days!

- marty..

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The One with the Magnum Opus

Guns N' Roses - Estranged

When you're talking to yourself
And nobody's home
You can fool yourself
You came in this world alone

So nobody ever told you baby
How it was gonna be
So what'll happen to you baby
Guess we'll have to wait and see

Old at heart, but I'm only 28
And I'm much too young
To let love break my heart
Young at heart, but it's getting much too late
To find ourselves too far apart

I don't know how you're supposed to find me lately
And what more could you ask from me
How could you say that I never needed you
When you took everything
Said you took everything from me

Young at heart, and it gets so hard to wait
When no one I know can seem to help me now
Old at heart, but I mustn't hesitate
If I'm to find my own way out

Still talkin' to myself
And nobody's home

So nobody ever told us baby
How it was gonna be
So what'll happen to us baby
Guess we'll have to wait and see

When I find out all the reasons
Maybe I'll find another way
Find another day
With all the changing seasons of my life
Maybe I'll get it right next time

And now that you've been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
And back down on the ground
You don't talk so loud
And you don't walk so proud
Anymore, and what for

Well, I jumped into the river
Too many times to make it home
I'm out here on my own, drifting all alone
If it doesn't show, give it time
To read between the lines

'Cause I see the storm getting closer
And the waves, they get so high
Seems everything we've ever known's here
Why must it drift away and die?

I'll never find anyone to replace you
Guess I'll have to make it through, this time
Oh, this time, without you

I knew the storm was getting closer
And all my friends said I was high
But everything we've ever known's here
I never wanted it to die

What it do?

Epic. Still as epic as it was back when I was around 5 or 6 years old. Actually, more epic now that I can actually appreciate the song and the lyrics.

Anyways, later days.

- marty..

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Saves me the trouble of blogging about this myself.

With the latest fashion fads giving me the shits, I was thinking of adding one hell of a scathing rant on my blog. Then, in the middle of procrastination, I came across this:

http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=146468700&blogID=273589761&MyToken=2c5b8519-2e13-4cb5-b36b-0c46d2b008ef

Now, I ain't gotta say shit. Dale's said exactly what I needed to say.

Or not! This comes from my cousin's Multiply site. I was replying to a pic she took of the BAPE store in HK:

hahaha. a year ago, i would've gone APE (HA! cle-verrrr!) over this.

*RANT ALERT*

but sigh, thank you very much to the posers and bandwagon jumpers, you ugly motherfuckers, for killing the cool of BAPE.

you and your ugly myspace backgrounds, fake bullshit jackets you got from ebay, and the fucking fake BAPESTAS you probably got for bargain basement prices somewhere in fucking thailand or something.

fuck you very much. fucking posers.

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actually, not even a year ago. TWO years ago.

we're just that far ahead of the game, suckas.

...on the other hand, love ya for the pic mich! =D ahahahahaha. ahh, tone change, ja?

had to end it on a positive note. =D

A few things to add to that rant:

• LOL at stores like downtown usa and hip-hop kharisma (you motherfuckers don't even deserve capitalisation).
• you can repeat that rant for BBC and ice cream. played out.
• the designs still look cool and all. like, i'll still wear them, but maybe for everyday use at uni or something. or for going to chicken king.
• LOL at people that get shoes at hype/PSC/foot locker and consider themselves sneaker pimps. just...LOL. like, fair enough if you buy shoes from there 'cause they just look THAT good. but LOL at the people that consider those stores as THE stores for getting kicks.
• people who still use the term "sneaker pimp." you're probably not.

Sorry for the rampant cussing, the vitriol just takes over once I get started. Must get to steppin' though, since Life Science is still hangin' over my head. Anyways, later days!

- marty..

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