Many days have passed since i actually thought about this blog. I will assume the same on your part. No worries though. Here is something meaningful. Well. Meaningful enough for me. And I hope meaningful for you too.
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I Celebrate The Day
And with this Christmas wish is missed
The point I could convey
If only I could find the words to say to let You know how much You've touched my life
Because here is where You're finding me, in the exact same place as New Year's eve
And from a lack of my persistency
We're less than half as close as I want to be
And the first time
That You opened Your eyes did You realize that You would be my Savior
And the first breath that left Your lips
Did You know that it would change this world forever
And so this Christmas I'll compare the things I felt in prior years
To what this midnight made so clear
That You have come to meet me here
To look back and think that
This baby would one day save me
In the hope that what You did
That you were born so I might live
To look back and think that
This baby would one day save me
And I, I celebrate the day
That You were born to die
So I could one day pray for You to save my life
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Yes. I cheat using lyrics.
11.14.2006
Look at me! I'm a deviation!
So. Let's get the formalities out of the way.
Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste - Norma Jean
Yay. This song is fantastic. It features Aaron Weiss from mewithoutyou for the last part of the song. So, if you're into actual singing, these two bands are not your type. At all. Think shredding. But not on a guitar. ON A THROAT. And some spoken word type vocals from Aaron.
BUT. Aside from the great raw sound and poetry, this song is even cooler by the fact that IT HAS A NIRVANA RIFF IN IT. Anyone notice? Anyone? Knowing no one is going to listen to Memphis anyway, I'll just leave the Nirvana song title a mystery, since it's INCONSEQUENTIAL. Like this post.
Lately it has been playing over and over and over and over and over in my head. I was hoping talking about it would make it stop, but it hasn't. Ah well. I could try removing the earphones, but it would be too much of a hassle.
And I have run out of seemingly relevant meaningful things to say.
Pack your belongings for exile, you who live in Egypt, for Memphis will be laid waste and lie in ruins without inhabitant. Jeremiah 46:19
Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste - Norma Jean
Yay. This song is fantastic. It features Aaron Weiss from mewithoutyou for the last part of the song. So, if you're into actual singing, these two bands are not your type. At all. Think shredding. But not on a guitar. ON A THROAT. And some spoken word type vocals from Aaron.
BUT. Aside from the great raw sound and poetry, this song is even cooler by the fact that IT HAS A NIRVANA RIFF IN IT. Anyone notice? Anyone? Knowing no one is going to listen to Memphis anyway, I'll just leave the Nirvana song title a mystery, since it's INCONSEQUENTIAL. Like this post.
Lately it has been playing over and over and over and over and over in my head. I was hoping talking about it would make it stop, but it hasn't. Ah well. I could try removing the earphones, but it would be too much of a hassle.
And I have run out of seemingly relevant meaningful things to say.
Pack your belongings for exile, you who live in Egypt, for Memphis will be laid waste and lie in ruins without inhabitant. Jeremiah 46:19
11.04.2006
Wiki touches a sore spot
Any takers that this was posted by an agent of a certain republic's government?
And since those odds are too safe for you adrenaline junkies, how about: hundred bucks I DON'T get arrested (by whom or what, it doesn't matter)?
But seriously. This is SERIOUS. I'm vaguely pissed about the fact that inequality of some form is still around so close to home. But hey. Speak Good Malay? Anyone? No one? Can I not watch this Chinese cooking show without subtitles on the bus? Please?
Call it practical demographics, call it the result of selfish people in power, whatever it is, I can't quite put my finger on why it's so disturbing.
BTW WIKI FTW SSBATW (since sliced bread and the wheel; please, pick this up, this being a desperate plea for publicity through internet phenomenon)
Har har
And since those odds are too safe for you adrenaline junkies, how about: hundred bucks I DON'T get arrested (by whom or what, it doesn't matter)?
But seriously. This is SERIOUS. I'm vaguely pissed about the fact that inequality of some form is still around so close to home. But hey. Speak Good Malay? Anyone? No one? Can I not watch this Chinese cooking show without subtitles on the bus? Please?
Call it practical demographics, call it the result of selfish people in power, whatever it is, I can't quite put my finger on why it's so disturbing.
BTW WIKI FTW SSBATW (since sliced bread and the wheel; please, pick this up, this being a desperate plea for publicity through internet phenomenon)
Har har
Well, I'm back
First of all. That quadpost made me look like a retard. I apologise (for making me appear to be less of a retard then I actually am). Freaking error messages.
Well... Nothing like a geography field trip to spice up a school holiday. Came back yesterday with not much worth mentioning or buying, save for this interesting thing called, and I quote the menu, a black bitch. If you happen to stumble across this post due to those particular keywords, you probably aren't in the right place.
See, you'd expect some badass thing, right? Plus it's a cocktail. A cocktail named a BLACK BITCH. I mean. Dood.
THEN YOU REALISE IT ISN'T ALCOHOLIC.
OR BLACK.
IT'S FREAKING MINT AND APPLES IN SPRITE.
HOW DOES THIS DRINK DESERVE THAT NAME.
It should be like. Uh. Mosh. For the want of a better word with connotations to a certain... person.
-Very Bad In-joke
Ok. On to stuff that you should be thinking about. So. Does tourism do more good or bad to a country? (Cite relevant examples you have studied. Sorry, couldn't resist.) Looking at the row upon row of branded surf shops, suffering from the McDonald syndrome of spawning every 10 meters, has given birth to the associated hip-hop/techno/trance/skater/surfer/BADSTREETKULTURE (that has subsequntly rotted away the very core of my being). And thus, Kuta, Bali, feels like AUSTRALIA. Or something. And that is, uh. Good? And, following closely behind: globalisation, etc, etc. I won't bore you with the details. But I will say I don't mind bumming out everyday with a six-pack (in every sense of the word) on the beach renting out surfboards to foreign visitors to my sunny island(-city? Meh. If only this place had decent beaches).
Still, it's a big contrast to the rest of Indonesia.
And. I intend to upload more nice photos I took in
Bali. Heh.
Well... Nothing like a geography field trip to spice up a school holiday. Came back yesterday with not much worth mentioning or buying, save for this interesting thing called, and I quote the menu, a black bitch. If you happen to stumble across this post due to those particular keywords, you probably aren't in the right place.
See, you'd expect some badass thing, right? Plus it's a cocktail. A cocktail named a BLACK BITCH. I mean. Dood.
THEN YOU REALISE IT ISN'T ALCOHOLIC.
OR BLACK.
IT'S FREAKING MINT AND APPLES IN SPRITE.
HOW DOES THIS DRINK DESERVE THAT NAME.
It should be like. Uh. Mosh. For the want of a better word with connotations to a certain... person.
-Very Bad In-joke
Ok. On to stuff that you should be thinking about. So. Does tourism do more good or bad to a country? (Cite relevant examples you have studied. Sorry, couldn't resist.) Looking at the row upon row of branded surf shops, suffering from the McDonald syndrome of spawning every 10 meters, has given birth to the associated hip-hop/techno/trance/skater/surfer/BADSTREETKULTURE (that has subsequntly rotted away the very core of my being). And thus, Kuta, Bali, feels like AUSTRALIA. Or something. And that is, uh. Good? And, following closely behind: globalisation, etc, etc. I won't bore you with the details. But I will say I don't mind bumming out everyday with a six-pack (in every sense of the word) on the beach renting out surfboards to foreign visitors to my sunny island(-city? Meh. If only this place had decent beaches).
Still, it's a big contrast to the rest of Indonesia.
And. I intend to upload more nice photos I took in
Bali. Heh.
10.28.2006
The Truth - Relient K
And I've collected all these thoughts
And I'm dying just to lose them
And if Your words are true or not
I'll die trying to prove them
But I'll just have to accept
That my mind is so inept
And the only thing that's left
For me to do is trust You
Convince me
Because I really need your help
Convince me
Because I can't see this for myself
I'll put the emphasis on the evidence
Begging for the proof
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
This is so unnerving
I know You've never lied to me before
But the things You're telling me
I can't yet believe
Yet can't ignore
But I'll just have to accept
That my mind is so inept
And the only thing that's left
For me to do is trust You
I'll put the emphasis on the evidence
Begging for the proof
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
And since we've placed our lives into Your hands
Confide in what You'll do
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
It's a world full of cynics
We say to stay alive in it
You got to stick with what you know
But the soul is always aching
For the heart to start taking
A chance by letting go
So let go
Let go
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
And since we've placed our lives into Your hands
Confide in what You'll do
And sometimes when you're trying to sleep
And all your doubts and your faith don't agree
It's because sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
And I'm dying just to lose them
And if Your words are true or not
I'll die trying to prove them
But I'll just have to accept
That my mind is so inept
And the only thing that's left
For me to do is trust You
Convince me
Because I really need your help
Convince me
Because I can't see this for myself
I'll put the emphasis on the evidence
Begging for the proof
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
This is so unnerving
I know You've never lied to me before
But the things You're telling me
I can't yet believe
Yet can't ignore
But I'll just have to accept
That my mind is so inept
And the only thing that's left
For me to do is trust You
I'll put the emphasis on the evidence
Begging for the proof
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
And since we've placed our lives into Your hands
Confide in what You'll do
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
It's a world full of cynics
We say to stay alive in it
You got to stick with what you know
But the soul is always aching
For the heart to start taking
A chance by letting go
So let go
Let go
Sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
And since we've placed our lives into Your hands
Confide in what You'll do
And sometimes when you're trying to sleep
And all your doubts and your faith don't agree
It's because sometimes the hardest thing to believe is the truth
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