The One Where I Act Like I Know

Killing time right now. I figured I'd go through with a list of my favourite albums, arranged as they come to mind. In other words, however the hell I wanna arrange them.

1. Jay-Z - Reasonable Doubt
2. Nas - Illmatic
3. Nas - Stillmatic
4. Biggie - Ready to Die
5. Big Pun - Capital Punishment
6. Lupe Fiasco - Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
7. Jay-Z - The Blueprint
8. Jay-Z - The Black Album
9. Kanye West - Graduation
10. Breaking Benjamin - We Are Not Alone
11. Breaking Benjamin - Saturate
12. Seether - Karma & Effect
13. Death Cab for Cutie - The Photo Album
14. Death Cab for Cutie - Transatlanticism
15. Bloc Party - Silent Alarm
16. Clipse - Hell Hath No Fury
17. Guns N' Roses - Appetite for Destruction
18. A Tribe Called Quest - Midnight Marauders
19. A Tribe Called Quest - The Low End Theory
20. The Eraserheads - Cutterpillow
21. Wu-Tang Clan - Enter the Wu-Tang
22. Frou Frou - Details
23. Wu-Tang Clan - Wu-Tang Forever
24. Clipse - Lord Willin'
25. Feist - Let it Die
26. The Hives - Tyrannosaurus Hives
27. Dr. Dre - 2001
28. Kanye West - Late Registration
29. Kanye West - College Dropout
30. Eminem - The Marshall Mathers LP
31. Eminem - The Eminem Show
32. Eric B & Rakim - Paid in Full
33. Imogen Heap - Speak for Yourself
34. OK Go - OK Go
35. Hot Hot Heat - Make Up the Breakdown
36. Gang Starr - The Ownerz
37. Jay-Z - American Gangster
38. My Chemical Romance - Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge
39. Yellowcard - Ocean Avenue
40. Breaking Benjamin - Phobia
41. Yellowcard - One for the Kids
42. The Postal Service - Give Up
43. Oasis - What's the Story (Morning Glory)?
44. Regina Spektor - Begin to Hope
45. Pharrell - In My Mind
46. Spice Girls - Spiceworld [Editor's note: Word.]
47. Zero 7 - The Garden

Over and out.

- marty..

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The One with the Flashback

A couple of days ago, I was listening to 50's Get Rich or Die Tryin' on the way home from Uni. As I sat there, digesting the hip-hop Whopper served up by Fiddy back in the hardest of his hardcore days, I couldn't help but think back to that era in my life. Five years ago. Twothousandandthree. Who was the shit back then? What was I like? How un-jiggy was my fashion sense? And so on and so forth. Time to hop into the DeLorean and re-re-rewind. When the crowd say bo, SELECTA! (Wait, too far back. Fast forward!)

• 50 Cent. Looking back, this guy's appearance on the rap scene was akin to a sorcerer conjuring a fire-breathing dragon for some havoc-wreaking destructive activity. The part of the sorcerer was played ably by both Marshall Mathers III and Andre Young. That's Eminem and Dr. Dre to you.
• Remember when Ja Rule was relevant?
• Throwbacks/baggy jeans/oversized shirts. Someone needs to make sure these come back in vogue.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
• The bad haircuts can stay there, though.
  
  
  
  
  
  
• DIPSET! No Byrd gang, though.
• Roc-A-Fella. History would go on to prove that The Dynasty wasn't meant to last forever, but in 2003, they were THAT team.
• LeBron James. See: Cent, 50. Replace "rap" with "NBA."
• I was in the early stages of my conversion to Kobism, but my heart still sank when they didn't make it to the Finals that year.
• The coolest fashion trend not to take off that year: FULL CAMO GEAR. HAHAHAHA!
  
  
  
  
  
  
• The colour pink. HA! Beat everyone to the punch by a good year or so.
• Milk carton: www.kicksology.net.
• Trucker hats. Word?
• When having a camera on your phone made it ultrahightech. I had the camera phone game on lockdown back then, son! You want someone to walk around school and take random photos of you and yours, then you go to that Year 10 kid sitting at the basketball courts wolfing down a sausage roll, kid. You'll know him when you see him, you can't miss that aura of awesomeness surrounding him. HA!
• "Oh my God, we got broadband! Let's take advantage and make sure our computer gets all these bad viruses!"
• Who's your college Dux, baby?
• Those dumb kids rolling down the stairs at Westpoint? Yeah, act like you know!
• Musical taste: getting rockier, getting heavier, getting smarter, getting harder, getting deeper. Maturity starts to show.
• Year of the first girlfriend. HA! Only took me fifteen years. This was the start of my "chronic bitch dependency" days.

I could go on for another billion years, but there's work to be done. Over and out!

- marty..

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The One About Illogical Decisions

The Eraserheads - Fill Her

You don't need to leave
It seems a bit naive
No need to disagree
Or seek my history
You're staring at my soul
My sanity, you stole
But then, I knew all along
That anything could go wrong

Though I can't see you
I can feel you
I'm so glad you've opened my door
When I get near, all my fears disappear
And I won't be alone anymore

- marty..

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The One Where I Should've Been Paying Attention

[I jotted a few thoughts down on my phone whilst I was tuning out during Stats, sometime between 2-3PM this afternoon. Funnily enough, I still managed to understand the content. Ch-ch-cheeeeaaahhh! Okay, here goes nothing.]

Bored in stats. Thoughts:

• I need a drink.
• Stats annoys me. I wish I didn't have to take it. Seriously, I'll just pay statisticians to do that shit for me.
• Very anti-social as of late.
• It's a lot easier for me to be an aloof, distant asshole than it is for me to be nice and approachable. Of course, I'll still be nice. But a lot of the time, I've got an "I go my way, you go yours" mentality.
• Eight hours of sleep, plus a good breakfast this morning, and I'm STILL sleeping. Generally unfocused.
• No, YOU'RE self-handicapping!
• Voice-in-head tells me to focus. Nerd. Needs name.
• Other, cooler voice tells me to cheeeeelllll. I like this voice better. Needs name.
• Something tells me you've got the wrong guy. Seriously, don't do this. It's not gonna be good for you.
• Goodie, class test in a week and a half. Screwed!
• Let's go, Team USA!
• Okay, so I have pride issues. Stubborn and proud. Yup, I'm a Taurean, alright.

Epilogue:

• Wow, I actually understood the lecture.
• Now running late to a tutorial that was ridonculously full last week. Gulp!

Over and out.

- marty..

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The One About the Second Coming

Death Cab for Cutie, part deux. Two years after the first time they rocked my world, they came back on Monday night to further infuse awesomeness into my life. Ass-kickery in sonic form thus ensued.

Setlist:

1. Bixby Canyon Bridge
2. The New Year
3. Why You'd Want to Live Here (!!!)
4. Crooked Teeth (!!!!)
5. Long Division
6. Grapevine Fires
7. A Movie Script Ending (!!!!!!)
8. Company Calls (!!!!!!)
9. Company Calls Epilogue (!!!!!!!!)
10. Soul Meets Body (!!!!!!)
11. I Will Follow You Into the Dark
12. I Will Possess Your Heart
13. Cath...
14. No Sunlight (!!!!!!!)
15. The Sound of Settling (!!!!!!!)
16. Marching Bands of Manhattan
17. Title Track (!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
18. Title & Registration (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
19. Expo '86
20. Tiny Vessels (!!!!!!!!)
21. Transatlanticism

NOTE: Exclamation point denotes me marking out for the song. Number of exclamation points next to song denotes how badly I marked out.

A few things:

• The longer they went without playing Title & Registration, the closer I came to having a nervous breakdown. When they said Marching Bands was supposed to be the last song, my heart sank. Luckily, I remembered that bands ALWAYS come back for encores. As soon as the first few notes hit, I was back on the up and up.
• They played Title Track! Momentous! I was REALLY looking forward to them playing it seeing as they skipped it the last time around. You can actually hear me saying "No WAY!" in the background while filming the song.
• Speaking of filming, no ballad notes from me this time around. I've learned my lesson.
• Company Calls Epilogue! "Crashing through the parlor door, what was your first reaction? Screaming, drunk, disorderly; I'll tell you mine." Ouch.
• TINY VESSELS! "You touch her skin, and then you think that she is beautiful, but she doesn't mean a thing to me." Mucho ouch.
• Transatlanticism: Best. Closer. Ever.
• Watching your favourite band live > lectures starting at 9AM the next day.

Over and out.

- marty..

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The One About Looking Back and Looking Ahead

Quickie blog to appease my nagging need to write something, ANYTHING. Anywho, digging deep into my infinite pool of procrastinative activities, I decided to look through my old, old, OLD blog entries.

Old.

By old, I mean three years ago, when I was still a spry and lively sixteen-/seventeen-year-old. He of the juvenile jokes and bad haircut who used cockiness as a defense mechanism. (Description is actually still perfectly apt for twenty-year-old Martin. The more things change, the more they stay the same.)

Anyways, here are a few things I noticed in looking back. *cue Death Cab for perfect blogging music*

• I used to blog a LOT. Well, a lot, in my opinion, was if I hit double figures in a span of a month. Young Mart used to reach that numerous times a year. Now, I'm lucky if I can get double figures in three months! Ahh, how time has ravaged my once industrious nature! *snigger*
• I was always one for the clever and witty one-liners. They were few and far between, but when I had something clever to say, I said it good.
• Clever one-liners were balanced out by bad analogies and embarassing phrases.
• Wow, I used to write about school a lot. The HSC really ruled my life back then. Not in the "ZOMG I have to study a billion hours a day" way, but it was big enough of a deal that it dictated when I could blog and what I blogged about.
• I hardly blogged about personal topics. Huh.
• I had a thing for lists. The more things change, the more things stay the same.
• Using lyrics as blog titles, then referring to them right underneath. None of that nowadays.
• Very lyrics-centric, young Mart was. The more things change...ahh, you've heard this one before.
• I can see a pattern if I read through my recent (i.e. Multiply) blogs. It's easy to notice the happy beginnings, the rocky middles and the eventual breakdowns. Reading through my MSN blog, the breakdown seems to come out of nowhere.
• Ahh, the idea of leaving 'secret' messages by writing parts of the entry in the same colour as the background. Still in use today.
• The whole period between just before the end of the HSC up until the start of Uni. Best time of my life. Bar none. One of the biggest reasons I look back through my MSN blogs is to try and recapture the mindset I had during that time. It cuts off right before I went to the Phils and continued the best summer ever, but it gives me enough of an idea to be able to remember things clearly.

Wow, I noticed a lot of things. I wasn't expecting that long of a list.

Okay, the 'looking ahead' part of this blog: DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE IN APPROXIMATELY NINETEEN HOURS!

I can't wait. Seriously. I should really be focused on my Macroeconomics test, but it's only worth 5%, and I've written a fair bit for it. *shrugs* After that's over and done with, my mind shall definitely be in 'eager anticipation' mode. If this concert is even half as ridonculous as the first time I saw them live, then I may need to bring two pairs of jeans to the Enmore.

Over and out!

- marty..

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The One About Like, Things and You Know, Like, ummm, Stuff

I think I've exhausted my reservoir of clever blog titles, so I went and himbo'd that one up as much as possible. Anyways, I'm sitting in the computer room and blogging right now, seeing as I've chosen to skip my Stats lecture. Here's a sneak peek into my brain at this very moment:

• Stats lectures are such a waste of time. Methinks more time should be invested in reading notes and attending tutorials, rather than staving off sleep three hours a week.
• Death Cab in four days! UBUNTU!
• I miss Pokémon. I feel like playing Pokémon. Damn, if only my Silver version still worked!
• I use "we" when I refer to the American basketball team. Let's go, Team Bryant! Dobermamba!
• You know, pulling a disappearing act might be selfish, but it gets the job done. Like snap, I could do with a little bit of a disappearance. Just get some time away, purge myself of what I don't need right now, and then just pick up right where I left off. I at least need to purge myself of certain issues, even if I don't get the chance to escape for now.
• Made a conscious decision to listen to Gang Starr this morning. Best conscious decision I've made in a while.
• I'm getting very very hungered. I had the chance to eat during my break, but seeing as Uni food sucks, I'm gambling and hoping that REALLY good food back home will make up for the long wait in between meals. Or rather, before my first meal for the day.
• My self-control is horrendous. Discipline, too.
• I have pride issues. I may also possibly be very slightly stubborn. Juuuuuust a little bit.
• I didn't get to hang out with people today. Group meeting for Social Psych took precedence. Hmm.
• I need to start studying. Heard a VERY nasty rumour that First Year Psych subjects don't count towards my WAM. Good Jebus, please let it be a cruel joke and not much else.

Stream of consciousness is bottlenecking on me. Over and out!

- marty..

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The One About Impropriety and Almost Maturity

People close to me know that I've never been able to deal with issues properly. There's always a sense of unfinished business with how I handle difficult situations; holding on to feelings, thoughts, beliefs for way longer than a healthy amount of time.

It comes as a bit of a surprise to myself, then, that I seem to be on the verge of figuring out the mature way to deal with things. Faced with the prospect of being estranged from someone I've grown more attached to in recent weeks, I haven't exactly been jubilant lately. But, I now realise that moping or not, I no longer have a say in this. Life moves on no matter what; it's up to me whether I choose to move along with it, or stay behind and wallow in self-pity. The latter's healthy for a while, but it's only a matter of time before it wears you down and rots you inside out.

As such, it's go time. Off the floor, back in the saddle. Before you know it, it's back to all guns blazing.

She's moved on. I'm not gonna sit here and pretend that I'm perfectly cool with everything, that I don't think about it or that it doesn't affect me. Nevertheless, I think it's high time I come to the conclusion that I can't do anything about it anymore, and that I just have to accept it as what it is. Just gotta take this one on the chin, and roll with the punches.

Peace and much love, but it's con te partiro a la Andrea Bocelli up in this. Over and out.

- marty..
I miss you. But hell, I'll never tell you that. It'll just make me look weak.
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The One About the Beauty in the Breakdown

"And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave, 'cause your presence still lingers here, and it won't leave me alone."

"Let it die. Get out of my mind. We don't see eye-to-eye."

"For though they may be parted, there is still a chance that they will see. There will be an answer. Let it be."

"You had and lost the one thing you kept in a safe place. Remember the face. The girl who had made you her own...and how you left her alone."

"But right now, everything you want is wrong. And right now, all your dreams are waking up."

"I'll see your heart, and I'll raise you mine."

"And here I rest, where disappointment and regret collide."

"But I know it's too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay."

"A warning sign. You came back to haunt me, and I realised that you were an island, and I passed you by. You were an island to discover."

"Gone, she's gone. How do you feel about it? That's what I thought, you're real done up about it. And I wish you the best, but I could do without it. And I will, because you've worn me down."

"Nobody said it was easy. No one ever said this would be this hard. Oh, take me back to the start."

"Everyday, keep making the same mistakes. Once again, I find myself in the same old place. And I'm wandering, wondering where to turn. There's a dead end, straight ahead. Won't you take me home?"

"And I am finally seeing, why I was the one worth leaving."

"Let go. It's alright, 'cause there's beauty in the breakdown."

"I've packed a change of clothes, and it's time to move on."

- marty..

P.S. To be fair, I'm not moping. I'm not in one of those "woe is me, life sucks forever and ever, how could this happen to me" moods. Frankly, I hate that mood. This is just a moment when I've had some time to reflect on a situation, and I happen to feel rather displeased with the outcome. But I'll be over it soon. Just letting time work its magic now, I guess.

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The One with the Either Or

Home Phone or Cell Phone?
Cell.
Texting or Talking?
Text.
MySpace or Facebook?
Facebook.
Photobucket or TinyPic?
Neither?
Girls or Guys as friends?
Depends.
Friends or Boyfriend/Girlfriend?
Right now? Friends.
Sad or Boring?
Boring.
Rue 21 or PacSun?
...WGF?
Dodge or Ford?
TOYOTA STARLET!
Verizon or Cingular?
Optus.
Panda or Polar?
POLAR BEARS FOR THE WIN!
Dog or Cat?
Dawwwg.
Motocross or Volleyball?
Motocross.
Money or Love?
Money.
Kissing or Hugging?
Both.
Cookies or Cake?
Cookies.
Dr. Pepper or Coke?
Coke.
Friends That Lie or Alone?
Friends that lie.
Day or Night?
Day.
Sunset or Sunrise?
Sunrise.
MTV or VH1?
MTV.
Short or Tall?
Short-ish.
Chubby or Skinny?
Skinny.
Left or Right?
Right.
Down or Up?
Down!
Hot or Cold?
Warm. Not hot.
Smart or Dumb?
Smart please.
Blonde or Brunette?
Brunette.
Shy or Outgoing?
Outgoing.
Christmas or Valentines Day?
CHRISTMAS!
Summer or Fall?
Fall.
Spring or Winter?
Spring.
Clean or Dirty?
Clean!
Shower or Bath?
Shower.
Rain or Snow?
Snow!
Sunny or Windy?
Sunny!
Walk or Run?
Walk.
Red or Blue?
Blue.
Green or Yellow?
Yellow.
Honda or Yamaha?
Honda.
Dirtbike or Quad?
Quad.
Racing or Riding?
Racing.
Hot or Sexy?
Sexy.
Dad or Mom?
Both.
Brother or Sister?
Brother. Wish I had a sister as well though!
White or Black?
Black.
iPOD or MP3?
iPod.
Comedy or Horror?
Comedy.
Epic Movie or Meet the Spartans?
NEITHER. EUCH!
Love or Hate?
Love!
Ugly or Cute?
Cute.
Eyes or Butt?
Eyes. =D
Smile or Nose?
Smile!
Single or Taken?
Single.
Relationships or Hook-ups?
Neither. Hahahaha!

- marty..

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The One Fueled by Heineken and Procrastination

It's just a day, like any other day. A beautiful day for an accident, let's say.

I haven't rambled in a while. I figure now's as good a time as any.

• Never underestimate how cathartic cleaning can be to a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder. I spent the last hour or so alone with a shaver (for my face) and a toothbrush (for my shoes). The fact that there are some things you can take care of and place under your control brings a semblance of order, as small as it may be, to a chaotic mindset.
• The new Death Cab album is actually pretty good. I don't see why some people don't like it. Oh well. It gets a positive rating from me.
• I need an academic ass-kicking after last semester. My first pass marks after like, five Semesters of Uni. Not the end of the world, I know. But still, it brought my average down to 74.875. A SUB-DISTINCTION OVERALL WAM! NOT COOL! The perfectionist within me is thisclose to committing Seppuku. The procrastinator within me is lazily sitting in a hammock, drinking beer, watching the perfectionist contemplate Seppuku.
• I think I'm getting closer to having the loose screws in my head taken care of. Hopefully.
• I'm actually interested in getting a job for this summer. As long as it's related to Psychology.
• I am hoping against hope that the "end-of-year holiday/escape almighty" still proceeds as planned. Please please please please please? I need to get out of here!
• I wonder how it's all gonna work out? I'm this close to pressing the button. I'm still tossing up between "things are better left unsaid" and "it's better to get everything out in the open."

Anyways, over and out.

- marty..

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