Saturday, October 18, 2008

Kerismuddin strikes back!

I was reading Malaysiakini today and Hishamuddin's infamous keris waving incident was brought up. When I saw his picture again after so long, there was your proverbial 'click', and I really couldn't resist a spot of photoshopping fun.

Remember,

TONIGHT WE DINE REALLY WELL!!!!!!!!
















(Click on image to enlarge)

Haha! :)

Both of them have just about the same expression, so I really couldn't help laughing to myself.

Alright, I'll be good and get back to nerd-ing overtime.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Stella

Some months back, Jorrel introduced me to this (near) unheard of Japanese artist - Kashiwa Daisuke and his album, 'Program Music 1'.


















The man himself, Kashiwa Daisuke.

Needless to say, since then I've gone raving mad about it. I must confess that I downloaded the album to give it a listen, considering that it's impossible to find in Malaysia. After a few listens I was totally captivated. I could honestly say it was the most beautiful piece of music I had ever heard.


















Kashiwa Daisuke - Program Music 1


So yes, in defiance of the typical Malaysian spirit of 'download and listen but never support the artist in question', I decided to purchase the album, but after trawling through pages and pages of the internet, I still couldn't find anywhere to buy it. After months of antagonizing over it, Jorrel found this local distributor that ACTUALLY IMPORTED GOOD MUSIC. Huzzah!

Well, nuff said. We placed an order and waited. Patiently. And waited some more. Between the both of us, we bought 5 copies, at RM45 each. Oh, and the whole album consists of two songs. I only like one of them.

AND SHE ARRIVED TODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I tell you, the whole purpose of having your own personal blog is the document your life's achievements/memories/girlfriends, etc etc. AND TODAY IS WHERE I REALISE THAT DREAM! I'm sorry for typing in caps, but I'm ridiculously ecstatic about it.

After school we drove of to meet the distributor guy/person/dude. I couldn't wait.

Stella (the title of the first song) was waiting, all 5 of her.



















So beautiful, sniff.


So there she was, sitting demurely on my lap (all 5 of her, again). Tears of joy streamed down my cheeks, unbeckoned. Okay lah, maybe not. But I couldn't wait to get home to listen.



















Diagonally.



















Sideways.



















Topdown. Yeah, she looks good from all angles.


Oh Stella. I took her in my hands, slowly peeling away the flimsy low density Polyethylene that covered her frame. Basking in the rays of the glorious sunlight, she was a sight to behold.




















Unpretentious, unwrapped for all to see, and still so lovely it's making me want to cry.


















Oh the shinyness!

Then, with her in my hand (and Jorrel), we ventured into the Sanctuary of Surround Sound, as I placed her upon the pedestal of DVD player awesomeness. In my haste, I dropped her. I nearly cried :(

I picked her up again, ever so gently. This time, round and round she whirred, until a barely perceivable whisper sounded from the recesses of her being.

















It was Stella.

For 36 minutes and 7 seconds, I sat there, eyes shut, body immobile. And just listened.

















There it is, happiness in a CD case.


You'd think we're crazy, shelling out 45 bucks for one CD (one song, actually), and then sitting in total darkness for 36:07 minutes, without twitching a muscle. I think I'm going crazy myself, but just sitting there, listening to beauty laid bare, removed from the earthly world for those minutes that just flew by, it's almost unfathomable to regret.



















Stella is stellar, indeed.

Hmmph. And they said money couldn't buy you happiness.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Hey there's somthing over there looming ominously in the corner! OMGWTFBBQ! Wait, I think it's a. . .no! It's not a . . ! But it can't possibly be...!

Right, it's exam season again. Just yesterday I took my SAT subject tests along with Winson and Jorrel. Yeah, sat (past tense of 'sit') for my SATs (Scholastic Aptitude Tests) on a sat(urday). Punny Funny eh? To put it simply, I didn't know nuts about what the test was about, much less what to expect. I knew there would be 'Math' questions, 'Physics' questions and 'Chemistry' questions, but I suppose that doesn't tell you a great lot. So yes, I wasn't very prepared.

In fact, just that morning, a dialogue much like this took place in the car, on our way to the test:

Jonno: Hey, winson, it says here I need pencils for the test. I don't have any. How leh?

Winson: I sorta expected that from Jon. Here. (Passes me ONE pencil).

Jorrel: I don't have pencils either.

(silence and dot dot dots)

Jonno: Uhm, I uh, don't have an eraser.

Winson: Me neither.

(after much persuasion, Jorrel relents and we divide his extra eraser into two)


Jorrel: You owe me another eraser.

Jonno: Say, would anyone happen to have an extra calculator on hand?

(more dots follow)


Uhuh, to say the least, we weren't at all prepared for the SATs. It would actually be funny if I did well for Math.

And with exams, I can't afford any more distractions. Have to switch back to asexual (pretend-not-to-like-girls) mode. You know, the past raya week has been considerably productive, considering I studied for like, 4 or 5 WHOLE days. I think just this week, I've spent more hours poring over books and mathematical equations than I have for SPM and PMR, added together.

But with the IB exams looming just around the corner, there's no time for anything else! They're only 29 days awaaaaaaaaay!

And yes, as a few of you might have already deduced, this means I can't visit, much less update my blog for a month or so. Yealah, it's not like it's not already dead, but this is the officiating statement :

THIS BLOG IS DED. DEEEEEEEED (pronounced 'dead'), or will be for the next month.

I've really got to spend all the time I have studying lah. I'm the type who sits at my desk for two hours, but really only about 20 minutes of it gets into my head. So long, farewell, I'll be back before you know it so don't fret or lose sleep over not having intellectualy stimulating for an extended period of time.

:D

Jonno