Atrophy & Decadence

After the holidays it seems our school Seafield has gone through some regression.

Let's see,
The bell won't work.
The PA system is defunct.
The fans and lights won't even malfunction.

Basically we just lost all electrical power.

Oh wow an emulated ancient civilization in the school.
We smell like barbarians who somehow got hold of some fugly uniforms. These barbarians gave me hearing overload this morning. I am totally fazed.

You know this has been bugging me for years now.
In Seafield, we have people who walk together, and take up the whole corridor/stairwell. Well that's perfectly fine with me, I don't own the corridor.
But will you please effing walk faster or let traffic pass you feckless pack of ingrates?

Come to think of it, we're all regressed to the brink of insanity.
Once again I feel obligated to advocate another one of the brilliant links The Hann gives me.
Wisdom
(expect explicit exposition)

Hi I am exams. I was designed to make you study like shit two weeks before I come. This is to ensure student's complacency levels are refreshed every semester. Part of my job description is to confuse and confound both students and teachers alike. I also have the uncanny ability to cast the illusion of superior intellect upon those who have brains who have no practical intelligence nor analytical intelligence but can memorize anything but not understand a shit.

Cringe~

Few days ago this boy called me saying in Chinese:

"Dad, something bad has happened to me" (crying).

Ol' jolly Johnny Wong Koh Jin said it was my son from the future.
Funny things spew from his overloaded mouth of humor.
Sure, now we have a time warp opened through my phone cables.
Indefinitely COOL~

I hate violin bridges with too small an arch.
Oh I'm playing G string and suddenly I hear the D string sound.
Oh cripes the bow caressed the D string I need to realign my bow.
Oh damn no sound from the G string.

Say no to half-sized cellos.

Reasons To Be Anti-Social

http://bigcigars.tumblr.com/post/62289054/10-reasons-to-be-antisocial

This deserves a place on my wall.
Hail the Goddess that is Sher Hann for this incredible link.

Qingyin Oh Qingyin

Wonder where this came from. Just popped in response to her bimbos tic post here.

And as the days went by,
Qingyin's head went high in the sky.
So high it count not be found,
even when Jie Sheng looked all around.
I read Dr. Suess.
Qingyin the dumb blond, don't let her loose.

I feel an epic fail coming on....

Craving A Dream / Foraging In The Dark

Finding something you can't perceive at all.
That takes a lot of faith in that something huh?

What's the cliche? People say to follow your dreams. Some say so, but they actually don't apply it in their lives. Trying to press upon you the remnants of their own broken dreams.
And by the way, shards hurt.

Well sometimes we were brought up to not have a dream, to follow everything the elders say.
That's right Frank, lawyer is in your blood. No blowing your obscenely big Tuba until you've read these cases.
Or maybe we don't really know what we want to do because we can't find that elusive passion/interest. Then we wonder what's the point of learning too much of something we don't really know if we need or want to know.
Maybe this evokes certain feelings of regret or nostalgia.
Maybe we miss being kids, ignorant and innocent, running free and happy on open expanses of green plains and majestic thrones of forest and ice with the wisps of the sky dancing in the distance.
Those kids are still in those empty shells waiting to emerge and revive the hollow creatures they laid dormant in.
But shame, those green plains only exist in dreams now.
And dreams are dying.

Nothing corporeal exists in the mist of the unknown.
Only illusions, shadows, incantation beings and eerie voices.
And so many are afraid to forage.
Perhaps afraid of what they might find.
Truth is truth.
But sometimes, truth bites.

And it hurts a lot at the best of times.

Panoramic Vision Unleashed

"Happy patrons strolled along the atria carrying booties in plastic bags, depicting the failure of the mall’s efforts in promoting environmental conservation. ‘Bring Your Own Bag’ posters were placed all over the place - on walls, pillars and anywhere with a vertical flat surface. They chopped down a forest to instill awareness among shoppers. Walking alone, I saw the world. Defined, but not refined."

Hann Goddess showed one of the best sides of irony.

This is the part where Gustine says:
"HAHA! OWNAGE! LOWL!"

I remember Marcus Pee telling Jun Wei about his loss of respect for some teachers this year. Well Marcus I can definitely say you're not alone on this. The prevalent petulance to even pay in attention in class is all too conspicuous. This isn't my personal opinion but it seems some teachers have been getting all stressed and doing idiotic things of late. Poor minds, those neurons must be dying of exhaustion, they can't even control themselves.

Went for band earlier today. Pretty much know who is going to be an even mildly devoted member next year. People don't usually change much. The promoted B.O.D.s were marginally unnerved by their new authority and title. Wee Ren kept referring to me during warm ups. I'm no professional so I'm not really the one to check with on everything, sorry. Was surprized I could still play Euphy decently enough. Been having affairs with the woodwinds for too long I can barely remember how to kiss Euphy properly.

Merely informing people of their errors seems futile at present. Mind you, I'll have to tell about 5 or so people the difference between "flaws" and "errors" and "shortcomings" and "mistakes" and "failures". The only thing that transcends all the radio static is sardonism and sarcasm. Mind you, that's as a last resort.

Although most of the time you run out of options pretty fast.

Watch the skies

Hypocrites.
Everybody is one I guess. The only variable is the magnitude of hypocrisy.

There's another kind of person you meet in about every 2 in 40.
No word for it though.

The kind that's weak to the very thing they dish out.

Play Pokemon and you know it's the GHOST type that's weak to itself.
Play some RPGs and you know its the Mind type that's weak to itself.
But whatever...

SOME bullies dish out bullying because they're afraid of getting bullied.

SOME people capriciously switch from serious to joking mode and vice versa faster than the speed of light with rapid oscillation and titanic amplitudes to avoid any commitments or find an excuse to be mad at the world.

SOME practical jokers, like some ex-friend of mine who got all f**ked up when we were in Form 1, dish the jokes out to be automatically "The Practical Joker" and not "The Practical Jokee", but when someone grabs hold of the manual override, boom. Depression.

Makes lots of sense.
Life's unfair, so let's make our own version of life and hope we can overwrite God's computer program.

Monotony in A

Seriously, what is it with songs in A huh?

Db songs are way cooler sounding. Though more of a hassle to sight-read.

Anyway I missed band today...So sad being unable to get any pity-transport eh?

Something for SSB members to note:
Know that myth that woodwind players shouldn't blow brass and vice versa?
Well, it's only true if you don't practice your embouchure and technique well enough.

So if this myth is really a fact, SSB players really don't practice much.
If this is true, no mystery why we sounded so soft only two instruments were more resounding during competition.

Better not let it happen....Again...Eh?