the beginning is the end is the beginning

[ on rotation ] :: "your woman" - white town


i'm on/off with this blog. i can't really get used to it.

anyways, i'm going to korea to teach english for a year. i guess that would be considered as a major update. i'm leaving in like 10 days. holy shit, 10 days! i just realized how much time i DON'T have after typing it out. but i'm still waiting for my visa. i can see this being super-uber crunch time. i also have to go to the dentist and i'm scared shitless.

i haven't had time to process much of this. i've been so busy with this and that that the only emotion going through me is stress. just watch, it will all unravel during take-off. i'll start clawing for that oxygen mask. i'm actually excited about going, but often forget the excited feeling i just had. then i'll get an email once in a while (like this one i got recently about the orientation plan) and realize it's for real. then i'll forget again and even after people tell me they can't believe i'm going i get reminded that i am going and then i can't believe i'm going. it's a really weird feeling actually. a little bit hard to describe. kind of like i'm indifferent but i'm not.

i still have a lot of stuff to do. i started cleaning out my closet today. i realized i own a lot of useless and ugly shit. i'm sure i would make the perfect candidate for 'what not to wear'. i own a lot of stupid t-shirts with stupid sayings.

quick 'things to do' list off the top of my head (for my purposes and yours if you care to read):
- pack
- buy laptop
- move files from old comp to new
- unlock phone
- get stuff drycleaned
- ....etc.

there's like so much more i have to do but i can't remember. i should really invest in a voice-recorder.


[ end rotation ] :: "storm and stress" - bloc party

it's a post about nothing

i'm not sure why i'm still awake. i had a moment of pseudo-inspiration (not really) and felt the need/want to post something. i don't even know what to write about.

i've got nothing, mang.

hm...doing that cn tower climb for wwf. that's about it. i want (need) to start running again. i tell myself that everyday but i never initiate anything. it gets addicting when you start getting into the groove of it. well, not at first. the first few times my lungs are burning like hell and my throat dries up really quickly. then after the first week or so, it really gets addicting. i like the pain and welcome more. i just wish the results would kick in just as fast. hahaha. yea yea, it's to keep healthy, blah blah blah, but really now, it'd be awesome if that washboard showed up anytime soon. ok maybe not a washboard, that's kinda gross on women. maybe like a slight 4-pack. oh hell, just losing that christmas gut would be nice. i think i plateau too quickly though. maybe i should go back to kendo to break that barrier (amongst other things).

that was a long paragraph. i think i could have broken it down. i'm thinking back to grammar class now with mrs. cournyea (i think i totally spelled her name wrong) and i think she'd shake her head in shame reading this (and at me). i've forgotten how to separate paragraphs. something about when you start a new idea, out comes a new paragraph. i think i've got that all wrong too.

anyways, new idea new paragraph (according to my grammar rules). here it is: i should go to sleep. :)

no music tonight, so nothing on rotation or to end rotation. just utter silence and the tack-tacking of my fingers pounding the keyboard.

cheers.

oh, p.s. there's opera playing in the background. i like opera.

i judge people

[ on rotation ] :: "bubbly" - colbie caillat


this post is coming months overdue, in my own classic timeline, however, i thought i'd share some thoughts because i felt like it.

sometimes, at work, when i'm talking to clients on the phone or if i'm looking at their names, if they have an unconventional name, i often wonder if they were teased about it as a child, or if they developed a reputation or nickname because of it. this happens often. i also try to picture how they look like when talking to them on the phone and wonder if the portrait in my head is accurate, and if i'd be disappointed if it looked nothing like how i envisioned. this is how i pass the time and entertain myself.

also, in my commute to and from work, i'll people-watch; especially those who are listening to a music player. i'll try to imagine what they're listening to solely based on what nationality, culture, and age, i assume, they are from. for example, there was this brown woman sitting by one of the windows on the subway and, in my judgmental mind, i imagined she was listening to some high-pitched indian music. then i played out in my head what the video to the song would have looked like: a lot of group dancing and wrist twisting. also, there was this old asian lady sitting next to me another day listening to music and all i could think of was that she was probably listening to chinese music and the music video looked something like a theme set in ancient china and a girl playing one of those chinese zithers and singing. kinda like something that looked like this:






















i have also learned a very important lesson today: i've learned, today, that you should not cut your own hair, little too late. i am slow.


[ end rotation ] :: "theme from a summer place" - percy faith

in the philippines...

[ on rotation ] :: "birdsong" - the golden dogs


































cheers.


[ end rotation ] :: "the ghost of corporate future" - regina spektor

kendo - hachi-dan examination

pretty much as close to impossible as you'll get. pay attention, kids. and don't blink.

[ rotating ] :: "straight lines" - silverchair

kendo kata

[ on rotation ] :: "yours to keep" - teddybears

...because i need constant reminder of how to perform the katas properly. i almost failed my ikkyu grading because i had to realign my feet into position. a judge totally noticed and even reared his head in closer to see my number. good god, my heart sank at that moment. oh well...

























BOOYA GRANDMA!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

you know, i take more pride in this than i do my high school diploma and even my pending university degree. sad isn't it? but i didn't get my ass constantly kicked during practice for nothing! i received this during the 2006 december gradings, but just recently picked it up from the dojo like a couple of weeks back. i felt that i needed to immortalize it on this blog. and i need to start going back to practice and stop being lazy about it.

cheerio.


[ end rotation ] :: "lazy eye" - silversun pickups

and here is another weather comment

[ on rotation ] :: "nature of the experiment" - tokyo police club


today was a no jacket day. tomorrow is supposed to be around the same temperature plus the possibility of rain...but at least it won't be cold. the ice melted on the driveway so i don't have to plow my way through the snow. that is exciting. enjoy the weather while you can 'cause it's suppose to get colder next week.

i bought 3 books yesterday. not sure when i'll have time to read them, but they will be work in progress soon. i've still not finished "eats, shoots and leaves" and i've got ann-marie macdonald's second novel to finish as well. as for non-recreational reading, i have my capitalism book i have to read still. not going to lie, i'm a little excited to read it. i love reading "new" books; books that are brand new, that is...not necessarily fresh off the press but not used. i'm strange.

i also saw 300 on friday. got there late so we had to sit at the very front. kinda sucked, but the movie was still amazing. where the hell did they find all those men?? honestly, none of them had an ounce of body fat and were ripped like your 90's jeans! makes me want to get unfat :( haha. yea...not kidding about that! :)

i need to go to bed, it's well past the a.m.

cheerio.


[ end rotation ] :: "this song was written by a committee" - hostage life