Sunday, August 7, 2005

This is the DOWN part
Okay. To tell you the truth, I've been back for more than a week now. I arrived back home last last Friday. I had an really awesome time. I've everything from my vacation blogged on paper so I guess I can tell you about it later. It's alot (I think) so it'll take me awhile to type it up. I'll just fill you in with the stuff afterwards.

I learned how to play Mahjong from my grandmas and sister. Then I lost alot of money to them. Lousy professionals..

I bought new sunglasses. Two aviators. One brown and one mirrored. I wear the mirrored one more often though.

My sister got to see Coldplay and I'm really happy for her. She felt she was cursed because she never had any chances to see Coldplay ever. Shes always missed their interviews on TV, she went to the local radio station and she was so close to getting inside to see them perform but her friends got in (Which sucks), her friend even told her that she was going because she got tickets from someone else and my sis was so desperate for tickets (which were obviously sold out) that she was willing for pay $300 for tickets from scalpers. It really killed my sis. But here where the Charlie & The Chocolate factory bit comes in. The radio announced that the box office was selling an extra block of tickets and my sis bought them right away. It's like she found the last golden ticket. And her friend who was supposed to be going DIDN'T go so that reminded me of that Russian who faked the golden ticket. And the rest is history.

My cousin (AKA Mr. Rhythm Guitarist) came over and we stayed in the house for about three days straight. All we did was play video games and eat. I know it sounds sad but I didn't have money and I really didn't need to see the band yet.

The band actually did manage to catch me though and we went out for iced cappucinos and had a few good laughs. We planned a jam for Saturday (yesterday) for practice.

Oh yeah. It's official. My band and I will be playing at a club called El Mocambo downtown on August 18th. We've alot of tickets to sell an alot of work to do. The jam yesterday was garbage. My absence somehow turned their playing into shit. They have NO tempo anymore and they're getting really rusty with their playing. Their stage presence is gone too. If they don't cut it before our practice live (a free performance at Mr. Guitarist's house two days before the ACTUAL live), I'm going to skip the embarrassment and not play with them at all. It is kinda exciting though that we have to post flyers and sell tickets ourselves for this performance. This club is actually one of the clubs The Rolling Stones played in.

The band drama has been put aside by everyone because they wanna work on our music. We've even recruited another vocalist as an alternate for various songs. Guess who! That's right. Magical Nerd Bassist. The band still pisses me off but I'll give them a chance. Besides, we had fun after yesterdays jam. We had a manhunt (armed with nerfguns, walkie-talkies and hockey pucks)in a storage facility with long corridors and such. It was too much like Resident Evil coz it was dark, quiet and all you heard were echos of voices, footsteps and your own breaths.

I'm trying to think of what else I did this week. Since I don't remember it, it's not important.







Now here's where I get a bit ranty. I apologize but I've been thinking about it for the longest time.

I've been thinking alot about Pixie recently. Not only do I have frequent dreams about the girl (which are so real, I wake up breathing heavily and in much discomfort), I'm constantly bombarded by that stupid-ass question that leaves you looking like a loser regardless of what you answer. Yeah, you know the one. "Why don't you have a girlfriend?" I fucking hate that question. I never answer but in my head all I think is "Hmmm. Maybe because I'm a fucking fool?" Then I automatically think about Pixie and how that just faded out of my life. It's difficult as hell forgetting about a girl. It's even more difficult to forget about a girl like Pixie. I know I know. I should just let it go and move on. But no. I can't. There's a reason why I'm hanging on to this memory of her and the beautiful being that she is. And it's most likely because I'm not ready to let go yet. And nothing seems to be helping. Because of my multi-dimensional imagination, almost anything can start me thinking about her.

I talked with her a few times recently but they're NOTHING like the convos we used to have. *sigh*

Y'know. It's not easy to move on like they say. I can't just go find another girl to set my mind on because I just can't. It's not that I'm addicted to Pixie it's just that I just can't talk to random girls like that. People say I could do it easily but I can't. My psychology isn't designed that way. I've only had major feeling for THREE girls in my life. That's it. And for all three times, I've been lucky enough to have a connection to them through circumstances of friends, events or whatever (Like through school). Now I've been given suggestions of seeking a relationship with someone I already know since I don't want to go for someone random. Every girl I know is either a close friend with whom I don't want to ruin a friendship with by making that suicidal move of saying "I like you" OR they're taken by some useless prick.

But all day and all night I find myself think about how nice it would be hold hands. That's all I ask! I've never held hands before! NEVER! What flaws of mine is holding me back from experiencing such a simply gesture of feelings and emotions as holding hands.

After a long talk with a friend, I just realized I'm the "Advice Guy" to the many I know. I think it's a bit flattering that people go to me and ask for direction in their relationships or whatever. I've never really been in one myself but it doesn't mean my advice is logical. 99% of what I say is basically common sense. All those people would've been able to realize it for themselves if they weren't all caught up in their feelings (which happens to really affect one's thinking patterns in that sense). But seriously, I think that if you feel the need to question something in a relationship and even go to a guy like me for advice, you're over-analyzing the situation. Therefore, thinking about it is the problem that's causing all this weird tension, anxiety, nervousness and worry.

I don't trust myself leaving the fate of my future relationship with whoever to chance. What are the odds of finding anyone who exceeds Pixie? If it's at all possible then prove it! In the meantime, I'll just lie here and sulk in my bitter lonliness, tearing up and muttering to myself "What the hell did you do wrong?" while being constantly clawed at by jealousy and plenty of regrets.

Okay. I'm really sorry for just piling up my shit like that. It's way too common these days when people bitch about relationships and whatever and I'm starting to bug myself just knowing that today I've joined the majority. But I've been in such a great mood for the past while and I guess I'm paying for it now with all these thoughts about (not) having that special someone.

It's this bloody imagination of mine.

Anyway. I hope you all have a great day. Once again, I apologize for the crap I'm been bitching about. Thanks for bearing with me. Vacation post soon to be posted.

Cheers.

- enin -

P.S. No. I'm not miserable or depressed again or anything. I'm just seriously bummed out that I've ALWAYS been "such a good friend".



*sigh*
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Thursday, July 21, 2005

And it makes me feel so fine I can't control my brain
Howdy everyone.

First of all, I did NOT get a new horse. Heh. Just in case some of you thought otherwise. It would be wicked to have a horse though. I'd like one for two reasons.

1) To ride around at night dressed like a Nazgul (equipped of course with a real Nazgul sword) screeching and terrorizing any poor soul standing in the path of my hell stallion.

2) For a nice relaxing ride in the evening time. Or maybe a train robbery.

*laughs*

I'm getting way into this cowboy thing. But I’m so enjoying the hat. It blocks the sun and everything! And now I can tip my hat at people I want to greet. It's so wicked!

So last night, I jammed with the bandboys one last time (I'll explain this later). Surprisingly, I had plenty of energy to spend that night. We pretty much played nonstop for three hours. Literally. Once a song was done, someone would yell out what we were to play next, I clicked my sticks to count everyone in and we continued.

I think I deafened my band though. Good for them. We were confined to the small space of Mr. Guitarist's basement. Their amps were turned up pretty loud enough. Then I come in bashing away with my cymbals and snare. How did I avoid the hearing damage? Simple. I had earplugs. Non only did they protect my ears, they also made a great filter for our sound so it was easier for me to notices flaws etc.

It was great. I had such a drive to play my drums, I went all out. I created plenty of dents and such in my snare. Mainly because I used the rod technique with my sticks (which basically mean I hold my sticks upside down and use the handle end to drum. It's a heavier feel but allows for greater power. It's a shame it damages the drum heads though. But I was planning on replacing them soon anyway.) We played 99 Red Balloons just out of the blue. Then I accidentally hit my high-hat weird and started bleeding all over my snare. It was wicked until I realized I was bleeding my own blood.

Our live on August 18th is official and the bandboys are going to meet with the club manager. I won't be there though(I'll explain later). Last night we tried deciding our set list but it wasn't easy so it wasn't completed. They did turn to me for a lot of decision making though. They always do.

I'm starting to think a bit better of my band. They're goddamn morons but they're dedicated to the music and to me as a friend and bandmate. Sure, they lead effed up lives and the way they treat others and themselves is beyond anyone's imagination but they're my band. Idiots, yes. But they're MY idiots.

I bet you're wondering about what I'm to explain to you. I'll be missing out on jams and band stuff because I"m going on Vacation!

On Friday, I'll be off to Wasaga beach, a happy little summertime escape for the city people up North of where I live. Our family has a cottage there and we'll be spending almost every day under the sun and in the sand.

I'll be happily floating away on my inflated bed floaty thingy with cup holder. And maybe I'll splash in the water every now and then. But no, I can't swim. I'm scared to death of deep water. I'll eventually learn how to once I get that image of death's grip pulling my 7 year old body underwater in a cold swimming pool. *shudders* Stupid water...

Today, I hope to do some manga shopping so that I've something to pass the time during the relaxing nights there. Mmm mmm manga. And I'd also need to stock up on green tea. I couldn't imagine lasting a week without it.

And so, I will be gone for the next week or so. (I've no idea when I'm coming back.) This will be my last post for awhile so I wish you a good week or so ahead and much fun in the sun.

Take care everyone, I'll be back soon.

Cheers.

- enin -


Off I go..


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Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Cowboy Enin says it's alright...
GUESS WHAT I FINALLY GOT YESTERDAY!!

A HORSIE!!!
Holy, she's the greatest horse ever. I named her Anna and she's a very fast runner. In the afternoon, I rode her to the local saloon. She jumped a few fences of the way. As a treat, I gave her lots of carrots because it's her fave food. After bringer her back to the stable, I went home a put my hat on the desk and..

(story over)

I FINALLY HAVE MY COWBOY HAT!!!

..and it looks so cool. Looks even better on me! (Heh. I kid.) It fits like it was meant for me. Which it was but anyway..


I surprised the band (including myself) by attending a jam session on Monday. It felt like old times. I tried to forget about what was going on and tried to have a good time with the boys. And I did. The whole band was there plus our special guest Magical Nerd Bassist (I friggin love the guy). We worked on our original stuff and jammed randomness with a fave covers or four just like nothing had happened. This is the chemistry I love about our band. I did however, notice that personality-wise (Especially with Mr. Bassist) nothing has changed but I'm not going to press into it too much. Everyone is doing okay.

Magical Nerd Bassist effin' SCHOOLED Mr. Bassist with his crazy slap n' pop techniques. Mr. Bassist is really lacking with his techniques so he just humiliated himself when he tried to "Teach" MNB stuff. It was MNB who taught Mr. Bassist. Hilarious stuff. His face just dropped at MNB's skill.

Other than good jammage, we played Soul Calibur 2 and chased camera-shy Mr. Guitarist with our camera phones. We then decided to go out to eat. Mr. Bassist trying to look like a big-shot treated us to Korean BBQ. I WAS hungry and I did feel that Mr. Bassist needed to spend his money on better things than crap he wants to use to make himself look cool. So off we went.

They did happen to ask where I've been all this time. I didn't want to say "I avoided you all because you're a buncha moronic dicks." so I diverted the question with "I'm buying a cowboy hat." which obviously was true.

After arriving at KBBQ, we decided to order some sake. Well, Mr. Guitarist was to order since he is the oldest. They didn't really care to card us though so we enjoyed our rice wine without worry. How much did we drink? Let's just say we did ALOT of irrelevant toasting that night. However, it seemed Mr. Guitarist was the tipsiest out of all of us. His face matched his red shirt and he just spat nonsense like he was paid to. It wore off after an hour-long walk.

After dinner we decided to check out the mysterious place I mentioned earlier. We heard rumours that it was a "naughty club" so we wanted to see for ourselves. The band was scared out of their asses because it was late night, the building was off the main road only accessible by dirt path and there were cameras. There were paranoid feelings of being busted by the cops or cults. I however, knew they were just wusses.

We walked up to the door. It said "OPEN" but the door was locked. Just as we were to walk away, a man opened up and asked if he could help us. Mr. Vocalist was supposed to do the talking but he just stood there. Everyone just stood there. I decided to ask what the place was. It was a karaoke bar. The man said it rather nervously so I'm not entirely sure. I asked the prices and whatnot to keep conversation going so that we don't look like a bunch of clueless teens (which THEY were). After hearing such pricey prices we thanked the guy and left. The boys praised me for the act because none of them had the balls to even go close to the building without me. Sheesh. They're hopeless.

On the walk home, I led the pack. Literally and figuratively. I’m not trying to be cocky or anything but the bandboys aren't what they used to be.

Today, I've been convinced to jam with the boys for practice. For what you ask? Another Live on Aug. 18th at some club I've never heard of (which they signed us up for without telling me. But then I was avoiding them so whatever). This is a popular place though so we've got to get our act together if we wanna pull it off. I'll be away on vacation while the boys have a meeting with the manager. I trust they'll represent ourselves decently. If we don't get it all together soon, you can count me out.

Mr. Bassist is trying to replace Mr. Vocalist with other voices. I obviously oppose to it because he our band mate and he's got a good voice. Enough said. Mr. Bassist invited a girl for today's jam for vocal tryouts. I'm going to humiliate him for even trying to do so and I'm gonna drive her away any way I can.

God, they're idiots.

I've so much more to report but I'm just tired now.

I know you've all told me sleep is good so I won't say it's 5:43am...

...shit.

Ah whatever. I'm not waking up early anyway.

Cheers.

- enin -




*tips hat*

Have a great day now..
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Tuesday, July 19, 2005

*groan*
I'll make this brief:

My headache left me but came back yesterday for a seperate reason.

All seems well with the bandboys. I still seem to be the one holding it all together. There's more to that I'll explain later.

*cries*

My head hurts so much right now and I'm really really tired from the day. I'll visit and post tomorrow when I'm bit morerested and feeling better. Until then, don't worry, be happy.

Cheers.

- enin -
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Monday, July 18, 2005

Sleeping hurts..
Yesterday was just... I don't know.

I went to bed at 6:17 in the morning, hoping to wake up at around 10:00am. I could last on 3 hours of sleep. It's possible. So I set my alarm for 10.

I woke up when it went off. And so after a nice shower and such, I walked downstairs. Nobody was home. I shrugged it off. "They never tell me where they're going anyway."

So I sat at the halfway up my stairwell and read through the newpaper. I was quite pleased with myself for waking up so early without motivation to do so. I read. Then I yawned. Then I blinked. But my eyes didn't open...

The next thing I remember happening was waking up at the BOTTOM of my stairwell in an awkward position accompanied by a pounding headache. I brushed myself off and looked at the time.

5:36pm

Fan-shitty-tastic. I didn't wanna waste my day by sleeping in and look where it brought me. After a couple of Advils, I sat at the dinner table holding my head moaning in pain. At that instant, my family walks in with some groceries.

"What's the matter with you?" asked dad.

I gave him a miserable stare and continued moaning.

"Oh, I see." he said. "Well, it's not my fault you didn't see all the pretty girls last night. And you were getting your hat one way or another anyway, so stop complaining."

I was going to say something but I didn't think it would get me anywhere.

Lesson 1: If you're planning on staying awake, just friggin do so otherwise, go back to BED.

Lesson 2: Drowsiness and stairs don't mix.

Lesson 3: If you get invited out to a festival where there's lots of food and entertainment and a damn good possibility of seeing attractive members of the opposite sex, screw your pissyness and just go or you'll regret it for a long, long time. (And your parents will rub it in to make sure you regret it too.)

Yes. I regret staying home. And no, I don't really believe my cowboy hat will atract girls although it is an amusing thought.

A conversation over MSN last night brought forth memories of pop. I used to drink it, y'know. It's been almost three and a half years since I've consumed anything carbonated. That means I haven't had, Coke, Sprite, 7up, Root Beer, Dr. Pepper, Orange Pop, Grape Pop, Cream Soda or anything of the sort for three years.

Why did I quit? I just didn't feel like drinking it anymore. At a week long retreat over the summer, we were deprived of soda and when it was all over, I just didn't feel the need to drink pop anymore. That when I really obsessed over tea. Tea in all it's magical gloriousness. That's all I drank since then (and of course milk, juice and h2O).

Wow... It's been awhile. But I'm never going back.

(Heh. It's almost comparable to alcohol in my books.)

And what the hell is the deal with pears? Do they think it's funny?!

Now, if you're bored and you want a good minute-long laugh, try this:

In your mind, go over the different positions one would sleep in while in their bed. Now proceed to mimic these positions WHILE STANDING UP.

*laughs*

This is fun to do with close friends over even strangers for that matter. Some poses will look like you're one of those glamourous magazine models floating in time and space in silks and all that fashions stuffs. Other will look like you are in severe pain.

Seriously. Try it out. Even if you're by yourself, just do it. You'll be laughing for a good three minutes.

I hope this brought a smile to your faces. Enjoy the week, friends!

Cheers.

- enin -
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Sunday, July 17, 2005

The crack known as a full stomach
I couldn't be anymore messed up right now. Not in a bad way either.

[WARNING: The following contains immature pissy rants from an 18-year-old, childish male who is obsessing over something as silly as a cowboy hat. Viewer Discretion is advised.]

Okay. Yesterday, I spent all day at home. Just listening to the musics. I admit I was quite bitter that I didn't get to take the day trip to Niagara so I refused to go out. I had the opportunity to go to Mr. Guitarist's house and jam becuase the band was there. But I didn't because I don't like them. Yes. I'm a pissy bitch like that.

I was soo "ARGH" about not getting my hat today. I mean, I almost had it over a week ago. I held it in my hands! IT WAS ON MY HEAD FOR CRYIN' OUT LOUD!! And so I had to wait a week. I was pissed enough back then. AND NOW, I've gotta wait another four damn days because I wasn't allowed to go. We did happen to order it over the phone and it'll be coming in the mails. But four days? Argh! You bastards! All of you!

[WARNING: For the safety of those around you, do not give a damn about what I had just ranted. It was pointless.]

So yeah. I was pissy for most of the day. And then my family came home from some sort of Asian Festival. There was music and performances and lotsa fod. Apparently, there were alot of girls there too, so says my mom.

"You missed out. There were lots of pretty girls there your age."

"Mom. I wanted my cowboy hat today. If I don't get my cowboy hat, I don't get pretty girls. *loser chuckle*"

"Josh, sometimes I really worry about you."

Great. So now my mom thinks I'm a loser (even more so than before). My dad was kinda funny though. He handed me a carton of fried rice and said:

"I brought this for you. I wasn't sure about your taste for girls though so I had to leave them there."

We both chuckled then he hit me on the head.

"That's for missing out."

Sheesh. Unconditional love? Of course. Respect for my weird little lifestyle? Probably not. I love 'em both anyway.

So after stuffing myself with rice, I became a happy camper once again.

Almost too happy.

I've found myself laughing at pretty much almost anything. Documentaries of how anger develops in babies, hilarious IRC Chat logs (Thanks Twinster), screaming out "OOOOOHHHH" in a mad Japanese business man's voice and so on. I've been going at it until now. What time is it?

5:41am

I'm trembling with laughter and joy. That fried rice was good stuff...

The following is for Monkey Orange, MyO's resident pharmacist. Enjoy!

History of Medicine

"I have a sore throat."

2000 BC : "Here. Eat this root"

1200 AD : "That root is heathen, say this prayer."

1500 AD : "That prayer is superstition, drink this elixir."

1800 AD : "That elixir is snake oil, Take this pill."

1900 AD : "That pill is ineffective, Take this antibiotic."

2000 AD : "That antibiotic is artificial, Here why dont you eat this root."

*laughs*

I need roots...

Cheers.

- enin -
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Saturday, July 16, 2005

A survey? Why not?
Argh. I'm still going to get my cowboy hat but not today. It's coming in the mail because my dad ordered it. But I wanted a trip to friggin Niagara-On-The-Lake! That was the plan. If I was out of town for the day, I could avoid my band and not have to deal with their stupidness. Dammit. Stupid plans never go right. Oh well. I'm getting my hat for sure...

Mm. Dinner with friends was fun. Lotsa laughs and all that good junk. Happy times.

How's about a little something to get to know me better?

No?

Here it is, you sucker!

Really Long Survey (over 200)
Created by starsbleed2nite and taken 106690 times on bzoink!
What is your name?	Joshua
Are you named after anyone?	The guy in the bible who took out the wall of Jericho by screaming. Dude, that was wicked.
What's your screename?	enin
Would you name a child of yours after you?	Naw. The "Junior" thing is weird.
If you were born a member of the opposite sex what would your name be?	Jocelyn!
If you could switch names with a friend who would it be?	Nobody. Pleh to my friends.
Are there any mispronounciations/typos that ppl do w/ your name constantly?	People call me "Nutcase" sometimes. It's not even close to my name!
Would you drop your last name if you became famous?	Nope. My last name is cool
Basics
Your gender:	Male
Straight/Gay/Bi:	Straight as an eight! Wait.... that doesn't sound right.
Single?	Uh-huh
If not, do you want to be?	I just said uh-huh you stupid-ass survey!
Birthdate:	September 8th 1986
Your age:	18
Age you act:	Exactly 15 years and 4 days
Age you wish you were:	22. Iunno why.
Your height:	5'9"
Eye color:	Dark brown.
Happy with it?	Of course
Hair color:	Black.
Happy with it?	Damn straight. Dying it would take away it's uber-softness
Lefty/righty/ambidextrous:	Righty
Your living arrangement:	In a house with the family
Your family:	Mom dad and two sisters
Have any pets?	Two geckos. Barney and Godzilla
Whats your job?	Office Boy
Piercings?	A few unintenional ones while sewing
Tattoos?	Nope. Just an ink drawing on my hand every now and then
Obsessions?	Buying stuff and Arizona Green Tea
Addictions?	Arizona Green Tea
Do you speak another language?	Nope but I can understand a few
Have a favorite quote?	"I'll behave when I'm dead"
Do you have a webpage?	Yup
Deep Thoughts About Life and You in it
Do you live in the moment?	Uh-huh
Do you consider yourself tolerant of others?	Yes. Most of the time.
Do you have any secrets?	Few. Would you like to know one?
Do you hate yourself?	Nope. I like me.
Do you like your handwriting?	Nooo. I write like I used to in Gr. 3
Do you have any bad habits?	Cracking my knuckles. I heard I'll be paying for it when I'm older.
What is the compliment you get from most people?	"You hair is sooo nice!" (Eeee! Thank you!)
If a movie was made about your life, what would it be called?	Life and in concert
What's your biggest fear?	Drowning and solitude
Can you sing?	Yup. Not as well as I'd like to
Do you ever pretend to be someone else just to look cool?	Why would I do that?
Are you a loner?	Only when I'm alone
What are your #1 priorities in life?	Keeping relationships
If you were another person, would you be friends with you?	Of course! Who's that dude with the long hair?
Are you a daredevil?	Fuck no!
Is there anything you fear or hate about yourself?	Not really
Are you passive or agressive?	Passgressive
Do you have a journal?	I do
What is your greatest strength and weakness?	I can keep things together but I'm a real hot-head when I lose my patience
If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?	Nothing. I'm fine as I am, thanks
Do you think you are emotionally strong?	Most of the time
Is there anything you regret doing/not doing in life?	Not taking chances and hesitating until it's too late. Gosh, I hate that.
Do you think life has been good so far?	Yes. Very.
What is the most important lesson you've learned from life?	"Life is waiting for you. It's all messed up but we'll survive" (Thanks Raine)
What do you like the most about your body?	The whole thing!
And least?	My scars
Do you think you are good looking?	Yes I guess. What do YOU think?
Are you confident?	Yes I am
What is the fictional character you are most like?	My reflection
Are you perceived wrongly?	What? Are you trying to have your way with me?
Do You...
Smoke?	Never did, never will. Thanks Asthma!
Do drugs?	Nu-uh. Living is enough of a high.
Read the newspaper?	Yup
Pray?	Yes
Go to church?	Of course
Talk to strangers who IM you?	Occasionally.
Sleep with stuffed animals?	Just one but I don't hug him anymore
Take walks in the rain?	All the time. Except when there's lighting. I fickin' hate get electrocuted
Talk to people even though you hate them?	Yes. Frequently.
Drive?	Of course
Like to drive fast?	*nods*
Would or Have You Ever?
Liked your voice?	Yeah. It's different but it's alright
Hurt yourself?	Unintentionally yes. Damn clumsiness
Been out of the country?	Uh-huh
Eaten something that made other people sick?	Yes. I swear, I'll fickin' strangle the next person who says "EWW! You eat raw fish!?" Fuckers...
Been in love?	Thrice.
Done drugs?	No. Didn't you ask that already?
Gone skinny dipping?	Well I am a thin guy AND I do enjoy chocolate. So no.
Had a medical emergency?	Yup. Especially when I was young
Had surgery?	Yup.
Ran away from home?	when I jog yeah. But after a bit, I find myself running back.
Played strip poker?	No. I suck at poker but I rock at nudity! Hahaha.
Gotten beaten up?	When I challenge my dad, yes.
Beaten someone up?	When I challenge my dad, yes.
Been picked on?	Nope.
Been on stage?	Alot of times
Slept outdoors?	Yes. I love my backyard.
Thought about suicide?	Yes unfortunately.
Pulled an all nighter?	I used too but I enjoy my dreams too much. Now I can sleep for days on end
If yes, what is your record?	4 days and 17 hours
Gone one day without food?	Oh. Longer than a day, my friend. And it sucked...
Talked on the phone all night?	*sigh* Yes.
Slept together with the opposite sex w/o actually having sex?	Well, a nap on the subway counts, right?
Slept all day?	Of course!!
Killed someone?	In video games, yes
Made out with a stranger?	Dude, I"ve never been kissed!
Had sex with a stranger?	Okay, what the hell do you think?
Thought you're going crazy?	Thought. Naw. I know!
Kissed the same sex?	On the cheek.
Done anything sexual with the same sex?	Surprise dry-humping
Been betrayed?	Yes.
Had a dream that came true?	A couple of times. But like the dream they ended too...
Broken the law?	Yup.
Met a famous person?	Uh-huh. Including the cast of Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Have you ever killed an animal by accident?	*sniff* Yes.
On purpose?	*sniffs* Yes
Told a secret you swore you wouldn't tell?	A few times but it was the better of six evils
Stolen anything?	Hearts! Yeah right.... No..
Been on radio/tv?	Yup. Much Music!
Been in a mosh-pit?	Of course
Had a nervous breakdown?	Nope.
Bungee jumped?	Hell no!
Had a dream that kept coming back?	*sigh* Yes.
Beliefs
Belive in life on other planets?	Yup. Maybe not full aliens but maybe little germs
Miracles?	Yep
Astrology?	For a kick, yes
Magic?	Sometimes
God?	Yes.
Satan?	Can't believe in Satan without his Creator
Santa?	Yup.
Ghosts?	Yes..
Luck?	Sometimes.
Love at first sight?	Yes.
Yin and yang (that good cant exist w/o bad)?	Of course
Witches?	Yup.
Easter bunny?	No. "Oo. Jesus died. Look a rabbit!" WTF?
Believe its possible to remain faithful forever?	Yes for good reasons
Believe theres a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow?	Probably
Do you wish on stars?	All the time
Deep Theological Questions
Do you believe in the traditional view of Heaven and Hell?	Nope. My view is much more obscure/
Do you think God has a gender?	Nope. He's just God.
Do you believe in organized religion?	Organized? Like crime?
Where do you think we go when we die?	To the next level of existance
Friends
Do you have any gay/lesbian friends?	A few
Who is your best friend?	My old school friend dude in another town, Maurice
Who's the one person that knows most about you?	Maurice
What's the best advice that anyone has ever given to you?	Just be yourself
Your favourite inside joke?	Too many to count
Thing you're picked on most about?	Over the top humour
Who's your longest known friend?	Maurice
Newest?	The convenience store girl
Shyest?	Chris AKA Mr. Guitarist
Funniest?	Maurice
Sweetest?	Krystle
Closest?	Maurice
Weirdest?	Krystle
Smartest?	*shrugs*
Ditziest?	Dwayne AKA Mr. Bassist
Friends you miss being close to the most?	Shayne
Last person you talked to online?	SomeGuy AKA James
Who do you talk to most online?	Krystle
Who are you on the phone with most?	Chris AKA Mr. Guitarist
Who do you trust most?	Maurice and Krystle
Who listens to your problems?	Maurice and Krystle
Who do you fight most with?	Nobody
Who's the nicest?	Krystle
Who's the most outgoing?	Krystle
Who's the best singer?	Me. Honestly. Mr Vocalist sucks now..
Who's on your shit-list?	Mr. Bassist
Have you ever thought of having sex with a friend?	Yes.
Who's your second family?	Maurice's fam
Do you always feel understood?	Most of the time
Who's the loudest friend?	Ernest AKA Mr. Rhythm Guitarist
Do you trust others easily?	Often, yes
Who's house were you last at?	Mr. Guitarist's
Name one person who's arms you feel safe in:	No one
Do your friends know you?	Not fully
Friend that lives farthest away:	From West to East, Henry (In Hong Kong)
Love and All That
Do you consider love a mistake?	No
What do you find romantic?	Poetry, walks together in romantic settings, dinner, personal gifts, phonecalls, singing for another, daydreaming for each other, skygazing.. and anything typically romantic
Turn-on?	Pretty smiles and cute laughs
Turn-off?	Arrogance and overdone physical add-ons (like makeup, fragrance or sleaze threads)
First kiss?	Not yet
If someone u had no interest in had interest in dating u how would u feel?	Flattered
Do you prefer knowing someone before dating them or going	Yes, of course
Have u ever wished it was more socially acceptable 4 a girl 2 ask a guy out	Yes!! I'm a shy guy
Have you ever been romantically attracted to someone physically unattractiv	Erm. No.
Do you think the opposite sex finds you good looking?	Yes. In fact I know it. And I can prove it...
What is best about the opposite sex?	A natural sense of gentleness and sweetness.
What is the worst thing about the opposite sex?	Their ever-changing minds
What's the last present someone gave you?	Origami paper *sigh*
Are you in love?	Not anymore... *sigh again*
Do you consider your significant other hot?	What significant other?
Who Was the Last Person...
That haunted you?	Nobody haunts me!
You wanted to kill?	Mr. Bassist.
That you laughed at?	My dad
That laughed at you?	My dad
That turned you on?	The convenice store girl
You went shopping with?	Krystle!
That broke your heart?	Sara AKA Pixie
To disappoint you?	The friggin hat store person!!
To ask you out?	Um. Nobody.
To make you cry?	Sara AKA Pixie
To brighten up your day?	My sister (She bought me a candy apple)
That you thought about?	Just now, Pixie...
You saw a movie with?	The band
You talked to on the phone?	The computer repair guy
You talked to through IM/ICQ?	Shantato!
You saw?	My wandering sister
You lost?	Sara AKA Pixie
Right This Moment...
Are you going out?	Umm, literally no. It's friggin 4:18am
Will it be with your significant other?	No. I told ya I don't have one.
Or some random person?	Are you fickin' listening?
What are you wearing right now?	My boxers
Body part you're touching right now:	My nipple! HAHAHAHA!!
What are you worried about right now?	The future of my band
What book are you reading?	Umm. It's a manga. Mahoromatic volume 3
What's on your mousepad?	A mouse you idiot. Geez, and I thought this survey was smart///
Use 5 words to describe how you're feeling:	Nostaligic, full, lovey-dovey *sigh* kinda mood, confused, and generally content. Heh. I count words good..
Are you bored?	Nope.
Are you tired?	A bit
Are you talking to anyone online?	Yup. Shantato!
Are you talking to anyone on the phone?	Nope. But I'd like too..
Are you lonely or content?	I'm content for the most part
Are you listening to music?	Of course.
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That was unecessary... I hope you enjoyed that. Have a good saturday!

Cheers.

- enin -
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Friday, July 15, 2005

Sigh and sigh again
First off, I'd like to announce that my computer has passed away. I currently using my sisters' computer for the time being.

[Edit: My computer is in the process of revival and should be back to life in no time.]

This Skype craze is spreading like wildfire. Well. a calm wildfire. Calmfire. Rather stupid sounding, isn't it? Oh, bugger off! Anyway, I obviously won't be using it for awhile because I'm not allowed to DL the program to this compy. I can't wait to get my PC up and running again because I've learned a few more people have the program (WITH MICS) so that should be fun and full of giggling.

In other news...

I GOT A NEW CELLPHONE!!!!

Yesh. I'm quite stoked about getting it. It is a Motorolla V635 and includes a video camera/still image camera (with zoom and max 1.2 mP size pics), 32 mB modded flash card, MP3 player, web browser, realtunes ringtones, AIM messnger, two screens... *babbles on*

Okay. It's a bloody great phone. 'Nuff said.

I saw it on TV and said to my father, "Daddy, I want it NOW!!". So he dropped me to the floor by taking out my knee from behind. Then he took me to the store with my mom and we both got new phones. Double-score! Mine's better than my mother's phone.

Eeee!! It's so cool. I used to have a junky piece of crap phone that was as small as half a chocolate bar (whihc was the only reasn I liked it). Anyway, I'm loving the new tech toy. Specifically the camera and screen size because of the incredible resolution. Awesome shtuff.

Anyway, I didn't get a chance to visit the haunted place with the guitarist because A) I was working that evening and B) Mr. Bassist found out and tagged along. I really don't need to see him right now.

I told you about the olive green pants I bought last Friday, right? Is it normal to get excited over finding an matching olive green hairtie to go with it? It's silly enough I bought the pants because it matched my messenger bag and my army shirt...

Our Lady Peace (My fave band for your information) has a new single out and it sounds soooooo effin' different from previous sound. It's called "Where Are You". At first it's a bit punk-ish but then Raine kicks in and modern rock take over. It's kinda hard to define as OLP at first but after a bit, you know it's them for sure. The song is kick-ass though. I can't wait for the new album.

Now for the strangest of reasons, a few of you out there have been caught up in some sort of fantasy in these past days. Dreaming of romance and happy endings. I won't question what initiated such wonderful thoughts but I will admit it gives me a warm feeling to know that I have people to share this blind journey through our imaginations with.

With that said, I have to admit to you that I've been listening to more sappy songs. However this time I've been countering it with a bit of Asian Idol dance tunes. I found myself in a little dance sequence while wandering my empty house. Sheesh. Music reeeeeally gets to me.

The weather over here is doing a bit better. We had some clouds today. But it's still hot and humid. I'm glad the heat streak ended for at least awhile. I mean three days of 35 degree celcius with an added humidex factor of a flippin' 46 IN A ROW!? No wonder everything is getting scorched here. But I shouldn't complain. I've said it before and I'll say it again, worse things could happen.

Now A LOT of you have been accusing me of being a green tea addict....



Who's an addict now?!?

I guess I still am..

I even created wallpaper based on the Arizona Green Tea bottle design. Don't look at me like that!

At least I'm well hydrated and possibly the happiest tea master ever. Tea. Love it.

By the way, I took that pic with my new phone. That's only the medium image size! Whoo-hoo! HELLOMOTO!

Today I'm working and afterwards I'm off to a dinner with a bunch of friends and strangers. Good food and good fun as usual.

And I'm still stoked about Saturday. THAT COWBOY HAT IS MINE!

Smile, people. Brighten the world with those pearly-whites. Have a great one.

Cheers,

- enin -

P.S. Shadow, I'll get you some Arizona somehow.

P.P.S. Dearest Shantato, thank you once again. I wish the days ahead of you are bright and vibrant like your wonderful personality. You deserve it all.

P.P.P.S. Sw33tZ, you're filthy. I like that...
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Tuesday, July 12, 2005

I should be asleep.. but this is way too much fun.
My damn oscillating fan keeps blowing hair in my face. And I'm swearing and cursing because the hairs are tickling my nose and I hate it when that happens.

So I was talking to my girl buddy from the outing on Friday. She's having a boy problems and she seeks advice. (It seems I'm quite a popular giver of wisdom.) So this little situation involves her boy object of affection, her sister, another male individual and herself. Quite the conflict. I cleared up as much as I could but like most situations, it's up to the person seeking the advice to make the decision. It's frustrating as hell for everybody involved so I'm just hoping that everything gets resolved soon.

Last night, I had the biggest steak dinner ever. I mean big. Vegetarians would cry at the sight of my meal. My whole family ate big potions two. My dad barbequed 8 steaks for a family of six. My piece was approximately 29 oz. AND I had some rice on the side. It was just delicious. So tender. So juicy. Cows are cute and all but you know what else they are?

Tasty....

*evil laugh*

Okay. Enough of that madness.

I also made the mistake of leaving my house for a walk. The temperature was 33 degrees Celsius!!! And it was humid as hell too! What the kcuf was I thinking? I returned home dehydrated and a bit cranky. See if I had my COWBOY hat, the sun wouldn’t have beat down on my face and I wouldn’t have been as hot.

It will be mine. Oh yes. It will be mine.

Nonsense aside, I’ve been drifting back into a sappy mood and have started listening to J-pop and other various sappy songs. Why? I don’t know but there’s no better way to mellow out cool room than to listen to catchy love songs.

Now it’s 4:13 in the morning and I’ve just finished making HISTORY!!! Seriously kick-ass stuff, dude. All I can say is that technology owns. Alot of you people aren't sure what I’m talking about, are you? Well, I’ll ask you this. Have you ever HEARD a MyO’ers voice before?

Plans for today include cleaning my house while people are away, taking my uncle to the hospital for an eye procedure AND buying a dozen bottles of you know what. (Arizona Green Tea).

The outing for tea with the guitarist and the magical nerd bass player (Not Mr. Bassist) has been moved to Wednesday. We’ve also created a mission for ourselves to checkout a mysterious building just of a dirt path. Lights are on and there’s an open door but we can’t figure out what it’s there for. We’re each bringing video camera to document our findings. I just hope nothing kills us or anything Blair Witch-like happens. Should be fun.

I think it’s time for bed. You have a lovely Tuesday then.

Cheers.

- enin -
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Monday, July 11, 2005

Imagine all the tea...
This world is a booming place.

Unfortunately, I don't mean that in good way.

Boom.

A terrorist attack in London killing some, injuring many and scaring the crap out of the world.

Boom.

Hurricane Dennis throws a chunk of debris right through the roof of a building.

Boom.

Armed robbers break through display cases and steal thousands of dollars worth of precious metal and jewellery.



Boom...




Boom...






Boom...




In the case of Mother Nature and her mood swings, sometimes that kinda stuff just can't be helped. Otherwise, everything is made by choice. These wrongful and sad happenings around the world could've never happened. But they did. And the least that we can do is pray for those caught up in it all.

What the world needs now is love...



..sweet love.


Now I think you all agree with me when I say that John Lennon (R.I.P.) says it the best with Imagine. In case you've been living beneath a rock inside a cave 482 metres below surface level on Pluto in an alternate universe, here are the lyrics:

Imagine

Imagine there's no Heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one


Gosh, I love that song.

So with that said and done. I'd just like to make a quick jot down of my weekend.

On Saturday, I went out and bought some really comfy running shoes. And it was damn weird putting them on for the first time because, to be honest with you, I haven't worn shoe for about a year now. I've only worn boots. Well, I may have worn some dress shoes for some fancy outings and such but it's always been black boots for my day-to-day. So I was pretty excited about that. I did a lot of walking afterwards and enjoyed the beautiful weather. Beautiful to me is 21 degrees Celsius, the sun shining with a bit of clouds thrown here and there for temporary shade and of course a light breeze. A stroll outside cannot get any better than that.

Yesterday (Sunday), I had a good rest in my backyard, supervising my little sis play with the neighbours’ children. Including a little chubby baby trying to defeat a spinning flower sprinkler with the determination of a warrior. It's a shame she kept getting owned though. It was cute.

I also successfully avoided my bandboys and all their drama craps for the whole weekend. I'm planning on having some tea with the guitarists and the magical nerd bassist on Tuesday for a chat. However, jammage is out of the question for this week. Mr. Bassist is still... Mr. Bassist. I'm gonna leave it at that for now.

Oh. I've also fully confirmed that I'll be making the 1 1/2 hours trip back to Niagara-On-The-Lake for my much-desired cowboy hat on Saturday! I can't wait! I've already chosen a whole line-up of outfits to go with it! (Can you tell I'm excited?)

So that's it from your good friend and tea master, Enin. Till next time, enjoy the day, cherish the night and live your life because you've only got one...

Cheers.

- enin -

To all those in the unfortunate parts of the world at this time, I hope you're all doing okay.
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