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| well, i almost guessed it. i'm updating a bit before my birthday rather than after. ahem, yeah my birthday. i'm turning seventeen and any gifts are welcome, except eighteen punches or things of that sort. since i didn't do it last month like the rest of you, i'd like to congratulate the class of '05. wherever you're going, or not going, have fun and visit often, especially for those staying in jersey. my junior and sophomore years were amazing with all of you, and the awesome memories will always be there. nevertheless, i'll defo miss most of you, a handful of you more than the rest, but it's all gravy. i'll see most of you cats again if/when i go to college anyways.
so i finally got a haircut. nope, i'm not kidding. that mess was getting way too long, but it did start to look good in a ponytail. the ponytail was like ten inches itself, and it looked really casual on me. but it wouldn't be good for senior pictures, which i already missed twice. life is so different with short hair, and it's still not even short enough for some boys. my last haircut was in october 03, and it was really short, and i still had my bang. i cut that skinny ass thing a few months later when my hair started to wave out, it was a little under a foot long. the classes of 05 and 04 probably remember that hair in which i was dubbed 'yuna' or 'yunabear'. well that's basically what it looks like now again, but more fiery, puffy, and unnatural.
i'm not sure what else is new that anyone who is still reads this really cares about. i got four new shoes this summer, tottalling now to about fourteen, but i still want more. one of them is a jb classic. not like many of you know what that is, but jason bass is an amazing shoe designer that i've revered for quite some time. his awesome shoes range from $200-$1100. there's only twenty-four pairs made across the world, and i'm pretty sure they were all purchased to be displayed in sneaker museums. the other sneakers i want are the staple pigeon dunks, 150 made and given to select shoe stores around the world to sell, new york at $300 back in february. now they're on ebay for at least a thou. as crazy as it sounds, if i had the money to spare, i would buy them on the spot. hell i would've been one of the hundred people on line to buy them, only to be rejected because of the first twenty bastards. luckily, the jb's that i did get was a joint project with true. my dearest jackie was the messenger that went to frisco to purchase them for fifty for me. i couldn't even find them on ebay. i only saw it at digitalgravel for twice the price. and that's the story of how my favorite shoe is now displayed at the top by itself on my shoe shelf.
besides chills and hella barbeques, i was basically stuck at school. it was in princeton but it wasn't the review. some other sat prepatory class started by the self-innovated new york koreans. it was, for the most part, helpful even though i was one of the four non-fob seniors there. but then yesterday i went to visit rutgers, not like i haven't been there for a quarter of my life, and found out that they're only considering verbal and math in their admissions. but that's only for my year, so you 07 kids are still screwed. anyways, most of what i learned at the school was in grammar rather than the other two, but now it doesn't even matter. some of the junior and sophmore cats in that class were smart as hell, they were as smart as i will be, but at least a year younger than i am now. then again, they've probably been doing summer classes since they were born, so they don't know life outside of knowledge. haha, kidding guys, even though you know it's true. anyways, it was awesome meeting you cats and learning things relevant and irrelevant to the sats. i regret not going to 6flags with you guys, especially after seeing rachele in justin's pictures. whatever, we should defo meet up again as a whole in the future.
can you believe we are funking seniors?! in one instance, i can't wait to get the funk out of high school, and yet in another, i don't want to grow up. this fall will defo be hella easy and also stressing with sats and apps. my parents have pretty much hammered the thought that i am dumb enough not to get into rutgers, reciting the rare instances in where someone got rejected from ru but got into penn state. at first, i doubted them, especially with all the graduates telling me that i'll get into any rutgers school that i want. and even though i pretty much want to go to rutgers instead of a better school, i figure it's safer to study that extra five minutes, than to regret not doing it. of course, if ru replies hella fast with an acceptance, i'll probably regret all the extra time wasted on education and lay back like i know some people did last year.
i won't divulge you guys with some music this time, even though you are missing out on quite alot of good stuff in the past months. i'll double the dosage next update. but i pretty much had an music-related epiphany recently that i'll gladly explain in detail next time. i get my license on october 27th, yeah i know it's two months after my birthday, but that's a lesson for all you sixteen-year-olds without a permit. so halloween night and the days following, call me up and i'm up for, anyone anything anytime anywhere anyway. i miss some of you north jersey cats who i haven't seen in over a year. and i'll finally be able to take new photos instead of posting old ones on fobsquad. i'm gone for now because i just noticed that this update is motherfunking huge. peayce. | | |
| april passed me apparantly faster than i thought. so i'm stuck in may updating for last month, which the only thing i can remember is disney. most of you probably read from other people's xangas, last month, about the entire trip so forget that. i found out about my grandfather's death two days after, while on the trip. i spent the next two weeks making up so much work. i still have one test to do in physics on electrostatics, which i already forgot. likewise, i also forgot everything else that happened in april.
but i think i can remember some of the first few weeks of may. prom in bridgewater was fun, thanks to alice and friends. alice looked great but i didn't, so you can find some pictures and laugh at me. had a ball on the crowded dance floor of strangers, meeting some cool cats, and later sleeping on tvs and chairs. six flags was crazy, rode in front of nitro and medusa and it really changes the experience. it was the all worth the limbs i sold to pay for it all. barbeque at bicentenniel was fun, thanks to kiwi and alan. tortured a snake, won some lottery money, and paintballed kevin's car. east brunswick isn't as boring as it looks, on occasion.
like me, fobsquad hasn't been updating with many pictures anymore either. the truth is, my dad took the camera to taiwan for the family and he just came back a few days ago. not to mention the lack of color in this town. i won't even bring out the crappy digital camera to take pictures, let alone the good one. i need a license so i can drive out to my birth place and capture some of the banners of pennsylvania, i remember plenty of meadows. for the most part, i've only been posting pictures from my ventures out of america. none of brazil yet, even though they had some pretty beastly public art. i just need to make time.
but what the heck am i really spending time on? after school i either play poker, sleep, or just jam to some good music. the funking SATs are less than a month away and i still haven't motivated myself to study for real. i'm pretty sure i realize the danger of my choices, but it's obviously not enough to make me pick up one of a million practice books. i mean, at the moment, not even rutgers seems a possibility, besides the new brunswick schools. i am somewhat making excuses, but not really either. my study ethics are still nonexistant and my work ethics are getting worse. freshman year, i would do the bare minimum to get good grades, a's and b's. and i read the book in english that i did my research report on. sophmore year, i cheated my way to get satisfactory grades, b's and c's. and i didn't read the book but watched the movie that i did my english research reprt on. junior year, i didn't even bother to cheat to get the grades i deserve, c's and d's. and i didn't read the book, or watch the movie. i just used my friend's research report from last year's english. with this progression, i seriously wonder how bad can it get next year?
in a happier time, i got dj spider - pay dues break even. he's the dj for move.meant and i actually only ordered a shirt, but it took so long that he sent me his mixtape cd with it with some personal words of gratitude. it's not as good as i expected, but for a local artist, it is practically genius. los angeles and the bay area really give the opportunity for music lovers to grow. unless of course, you're black and from a major hip-hop city, like chi-town. common - be is a slight relief for me. after the stretch of electric circus, i had lost faith in the new music of one of my favorite rappers. he says that be, basement elevation, is a restoration of the true hip hop he made during the early 90s. i wouldn't push the definition because the producer is still kanye west, and the taste of pop music is still there with the featuring of john mayer and legend. regardless, the aftertaste of good music is a strong sense that lasts on me with the classic fragmented rhymes of his songs.
i might not update again for may because if i follow my trend, i don't think i'll remember to update for at least until my birthday. the rest of this damn school year better end quickly so all the college stuff can violate my rectum. the faster i get over it, the less it will hurt, i hope. peayce. | | |
| this month's issue will only be only be on non-indie music, because i left it out for the past few. oh by the way, the new layout sucks because it only took me ten minutes to start and finish. yes it's a real photo, taken by fobsquad in pudong, china. obviously it wasn't really red, that was the magic of photoshop. i don't get why the font came out so grainy, but whatever. the song is van hunt - down here in hell (with you). it's old, but it came back to me recently.
so that new 50 cent song is actually good. seriously, it's the first and only g-unit song i've ever liked. 50 cent feat g-unit - hate it or love it (remix). when i first heard it, i thought i recognized it. but alot of the g-unit songs sound the same, because their rapping style is always the same. the sample they used, the trammps - rubber band has got an awesome trumpet parts. it took me a while to find it this time. but honestly, g-unit's a unique group because they've each got their own sound. i love the way banks and 50 talk, it's ideal for their lyrics. of course i also hate them because they are more overrated than any other artist in the industry, not to mention 50 having the biggest mouth. yes, that part is rather annoying.
this reggaeton business is getting out of hand. sure i love the music and the people, but i don't want to be hearing non-stop latin music on the radio. the song daddy yankee - gasolina, awesome beat with plenty hot girls. did anyone notice the entire song is in spanish? the evolution of reggaeton has really went too far. culo's chorus was the only part with latin lyrics, everything else besides the slang was in english. oye mi canto pushed it a bit with having latin rappers rapping in spanish, but noreaga brought about the english so it was all good. but gasolina is the end. don't get me wrong, i love the song. but if i want to hear it, i'll go to the spanish station where it should be played.
another new face, is quite a match for yao ming's face. white boy, in my opinion is the ugliest rapper ever. he's got an african american nose and hair, but a crazy pale colored skin. seriously, he goes beyond ugly, especially in cornrows, he just looks like the fat kid that loves cake. his first single is okay, typical new artist with the hype of bringing diversity to the game. although there's only one caucasian in mainstream rap, i still think they dominate underground. not to mention that both eminem and slug are quite the sexy men.
now away from rap and to some good music. like i mentioned a few months back, van hunt is a masterpiece of ingeniousness. recently his first single, dust, was brought back with a new music video. originally i was wondering why a few acquaintances had started to listen to dust after i've been raving about it for half a year already. but then i saw the new video he produced, it's really a better music video because it shows his colors. being the pimp he is, i love his fashion sense because it's so ideally magical. it's artistic, yet still clean-cut and classy, what a great combination. but i'm glad he remade the video. listening and watching him rekindled the awesome admiration i had for his album. and now i'm listening to the entire thing again because it really is amazing. so yeah, his song down here in hell (with you) is his second single and i fell in love with it immediately. his self-titled album is truly genius in every way possible and imaginable. it's definitely one of the few real cds that was worth the money i spent.
speaking of music, today i received a letter of interest from berklee school of music. i've been waiting for it awhile and now i have a chance, yes. okay bye. oh by the way, myspace is cool, unlike you. | | |
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so yeah, 1000 days ago, i signed up for the new popular thing to do. i've watched the evolution of my posts as i grew up. i came from a poet-wannabe, cursing, html-nerd, that updated everyday about the stupidest things that happened. and now i'm a paragraphical poet, non-cursing, html-nerd, that updates once a month about the most memorable things to me, but only to me because no one else cares. i asked fobsquad to make this anniversary gift for me. i don't know where he got it but you can ask him yourself if you want to know. here's the link to his site.
if you don't get it after the past few months, i'm his alter ego, quite literally too. i'm the photographical poet-wannabe, non-cursing, design-nerd-wanmabe, that updates almost weekly with a crappy photograph and crappy name with an attempt to say something philosophical about my life. i'm worthless too, but not as much as nehcllessur. you can check out my entries here, because they are more interesting than the crap that nehcllessur posts. by the way, i got the image from jaded magazine, photo credits to diana jou.
goodbye and the end, from the both of us. | | |
| oops, i'm two days late. who cares. pretend it's still january.
who writes long personal documentaries in their xangas now anyways? hm that actually gives me a topic to write about. i hate those xangas that are your friends but you hate the way they update. either a. they update everyday about their day. b. they go through the past few days on what they did. c. they post up these crappy annoying pictures of themselves that they apparantly take everyday. by the way, most photoblogs that i've seen don't fall under that category. but the rest is really such a waste of my subscription space and reading time. i hate it. speaking of reading time, i messed up my english grade this quarter. so we were supposed to pick a book like a few weeks before midterms, and i did. of course i never checked the book out because i didn't have a student id. so a week before 25 notecards are due, i get eric to checkout the book. of course, since it's midterms, i don't read because i'm too busy not studying. it definitely made me feel better that i knew about 6 other people who did the same thing as me. okay so due date comes, and i prepare to stay up all night to start and finish the book. so if you know me, you'll know that i fell asleep on the first paragraph of the second page. so i tell him that i'm switching books to something my friend did last year. i'm already two days late on the first notecards, now i just have to make up some notecards for the essay jon is giving me. not like i was hoping to get into english honors next year.
hm, so two things i'm really looking forward to soon. both are new releases by indie artists. and i literally mean indie. i found criscoh while i was browsing some photo xangas and i saw his through comments. since he's an interesting person with great art i just keep following for about a year. he usually posts something genius in words, art, or a song. and recently after i emailed him for some info on his music he said he's releasing a cd soon, his first ever. criscoh - stupid stars. the other is a group, which i found through urbanmedium. they're already sort of famous, but only in their local area of LA. i wish i lived there. they're freaking masterpieces. movemeant - good money, it's not their first, but i heard some samples and it's awesome. and you know, in the end, everything relates to each other. criscoh's friends art gallery in california, where his art is frequently posted, is having a new exhibit event that's going on now. one that features crazy amounts of artists, including urbanmedium.
i wish i lived in freaking california. but it's too late now. i don't really want to go to college there. i just wanted to grow up there, because the art environment there has so many more and better influences, especially than new jersey. damn lucky bastages. anyways, check out my photoblog xanga, if you don't already. my most recent layout is one of the most genius things i've ever done. it took me forever to get the 3d transform on the words to match with the phonograph. i'll do something for this crap xanga later. i haven't changed it in a few months. | | |
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