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Thursday, September 23, 2004
Tolerance
I had meant to post this yesterday but my internet was real screwy. So I tip my hat to my ISP for its lack of provision.
I got a decent sleep of 5 hours last night and I'm still trying to figure out why I'm so dead tired right now. I'm not usually this whiped out, even on such a limited amount of sleep. I'm just about ready to go to work, and this'll be the second day (consecutively) that I'll be arriving to work really blinkin' tired.
I'm awake, but I could've gotten more sleep had I decided class was pointless this morning. Which turned out to be true since it only lasted about a half hour compared to its original 2 hour length. I wasn't too thrilled.
So I caught an hour of half-sleep just now, and hopefully that'll be enough to get me through the day.
I've tried caffeine, guanine, taurine, and creatine, but nothing's been working. I hate having such a high tolerance to drugs! It just makes my life a little more miserable when an energy drink wont even open my eyes a milimeter wider. Well, it's off to work I go. Perhaps a little coffee will help. Or tons of sugar. Nobody knows.
Now Playing - "Coldplay - The Scientist"
Posted by Ryan Bach .xXx. 1:15 PM
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Tuesday, September 21, 2004
Coming back into the writing ritual
A week has passed since I last posted, and there's only a multitude of excuses for such a thing, so I'll spare you all the details. I turned 18 last Saturday, so hurray for me! Joe's Crab Shack was some really good eating, and it gave me a chance to take a break from life...
I've come to realize that I wont be having much time to come onto the computer and post, so I know that I must get in the habit of writing with a pen and a pad of paper. And everyone benefits, you guys get to read more often, and I get to practice writing neater.
So, today's in-class journal was interesting. The prompt was: Describe your writing ritual.
My response:
When I sit down to write, it's not usually a letter or message to anyone, but more of an expression of the mind. Most of the time my writing will consist of thoughts or ideas that have been brewing inside my mind for a few days. I need it to sit and sort out before I can put my thoughts to paper. Once I've got a clear idea about what I wish to express, I write it. Usually I'll post it online (here) for others to read, and (sometimes, if my readers aren't feeling lazy) get some feedback and opinions. When I write poetry, it's because I can find no other ways to express my emotions precisely enough. Though it has been hard to set back into my writing ritual lately. I cannot find the time to sit down at my computer and simply express myself. There have been so many events in the recent months that my writing has become very limited. I actually miss sitting down and writing about critical issues of today or posting my poetry. Which is why I have come to realize that it is time for me to take up my pen and set its ink upon a pad of paper.
Now Playing - "Coldplay - In My Place"
Posted by Ryan Bach .xXx. 2:49 PM
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Monday, September 13, 2004
Spotlight: Kong In Concert
Back in the SNES days, I remember so many games that they had (most of which I wish could be brought to life on newer consoles), and I would say that Donkey Kong Country was amidst my selection of premo games. Well, not only was the game good, but the music was very interesting as well. Looks like our friends down at OC Remix have compiled a wonderful CD that remixes each music piece found in the game. You can enjoy all this wonderful music down at OC Remix (link found to your left). Or if you're feeling lazy, I'll leave a link for you. I suggest you check out Kong In Concert, it's very cool stuff.
You'll go bananas!
The rest of the day shall be dedicated to studying and other such activities I'd rather not do, that is, except for being with my girlfriend. I love that!
Now Playing - "Kong In Concert - SnappleMan - Thrash The Plank"
Posted by Ryan Bach .xXx. 3:09 PM
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Saturday, September 11, 2004
Open your eyes to illusion
Lately, life has been so full, clouded with activity! It's been great, in some aspects, never better. However, the downside to all of this is my lack of posting, and lack of writing all the way around. With all the excitement, I've lost time to sit down and express what I've been thinking about. My posts center around what I've been doing rather than what some of the issues of life are. Thus, losing people's interest to read the site.
On a different, more interesting note, I've been thinking about where life leads to.
Born into this world as a helpless infant with no ability to retain memory. Growing into the toddler and young child stages of life, you wonder, what was before that? I remember no birth, no opening of the eyes, no first breath of this life. How can I believe, from my own perspective that I was born from my mother's womb? If I were the only true man, living in this illusion, how could I believe that? The words of another prove it happened, and yet because I did not experience it, I have a hard time believing it. And yet I do because science and common sense tells me to. But moving a tad deeper (with hopes not to stray too far off topic), what if I was living in an illusion, and everyone I knew, everything I saw, everything I did, was a simulation in a non-real environment? What if this life was nothing but somebody else’s dream world? And each mind, each person, if such people are real, was living in it. Reality as we know it could be somebody else’s imagination playground. And us, as the residents of the land must abide by the rules.
Jumping back on track, how can one know that life before him/her actually existed? Where is the proof? Some may say it is found in the words spoken by others as they reflect on their lives. But even that is subject to a blind belief. Unless we have witnessed the event or memory, how can we assume that it actually happened? If I was not there, how would I know?
I guess the point I’m trying to make is, why do we assume what we’re told is truth? How can we know that what’s been taught and told to us is what really happened? The only thing that is truth is what you see, what you feel, what you breathe, what you eat, what you sleep. You’re life is truth. Search for your truth, ask questions rather than accepting this life’s story on a silver platter. Don’t let your life be subject to the illusion of others.
Now Playing - "(Genso Suikoden) OC Remix - SuperGreenX - Forgotten Daze"
Posted by Ryan Bach .xXx. 1:22 AM
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Monday, September 06, 2004
One's in the oven
And I don't mean kids.
I was going to post something I've been writing for the past two nights tonight, but it's so jumbled and spread out that I doubt anyone could make much sense out of it. I've decided to sort out my thoughts a little more and post it when it's ready. Of course that shouldn't be more than a few days from now.
And on a completely pointless note, is it just me or is it too hot to be the end of summer? What's the deal? I swear, it always gets hotter in California whenever its not supposed to be. I'm dying here in my room! I guess you could say the heat has drawn me out of my room, so that could be another reason why I haven't posted, but then again, there's no point to making excuses.
Now Playing - "(Star Ocean: Blue Sphere) OC Remix - SnappleMan - Killer Dokko"
Posted by Ryan Bach .xXx. 11:07 PM
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Thursday, September 02, 2004
Take it one step at a time
It's been two days since my last post, but don't expect much to be new. Tuesday I went to to my History and English class orientations. Same old boring lectures that you'd find in any other class. Yesterday I got my second helping of Intermediate Algebra, and that was oh so fun. Excuse me while I contain my enthusiasm.
I'm especially disappointed with the program used for the algebra class. Yesterday I took my "Certification Test" on Scientific Notation, finished with no problems, and printed the certification sheet at the end of the test. Little did I know that the program didn't send the certification print job to any of my printers. Good thing I wrote down the certification code for this type of situation, but I then found out there was no way to enter the code in at home. NO, I gotta go back to the school during open hours of the lab to try and print it out!
Tonight, I have to wrestle with that program again. I'm not really looking forward to it.
Today I went back to my history class to listen to a lecture that could be nicely titled "Why is History boring?". I kid you not, my teacher lectured to us on all the possible reasons why people just might hate studying history. I was not too thrilled to be there. I could have told him every reason and why within 15 minutes and been on my way. I suppose the only thing I learned in that class was that California has a Bias & Sensitivity Department that edits school text books for grades K-12 as to prevent any possible offense to someone who may be studying history.
I later found out today that there was no English today as I raced to the door trying to be on time, then finding a yellow piece of paper with bold letters stating there was no class today. I was happy to find I didn't have to sit through another orientation day, but a little upset cause I had raced up three flights of stairs.
And if that wasn't enough to climb for the day, I went along with Jesse to her step aerobics class to see what it was like. She had conned me into it, but I must say I was a tad interested in it. We got there and to make me feel all the more awkward, I was the only man in the room. So the routine started and I caught on slowly at first, but later started getting the hang of it. Some of the steps were hard and I almost ended up tripping over myself a few times. We went on for a full hour and I was whiped out by the end of it. I walked Jesse to her preschool class, said goodbye, then headed home with a massive headache from the workout.
My head's still spinning and pounding, maybe it's not such a good idea to try and do my algebra homework. But it must be done. Perhaps some coffee is in order!
Now Playing - "(Lemmings) OC Remix - dabombinc - DABOMB"
Posted by Ryan Bach .xXx. 7:31 PM
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