yo i like this semester a lot.
it's got physics, which, while not at this current stage, will eventually tie into cosmology. cosmology is sick. and cosmology also has ties with philosophy. sickest things ever. speaking of philosophy, i was reading up about that "if a tree falls in a forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound" business. i love that kind of philosophical thought. you may say that it makes a sound, but who is there to prove it? etc etc. and in a more general sense, "can something exist without being perceived?" what a sick question. that one makes me think a lot. not gonna elaborate much on that since my views/opinions are still primitive, full of flaws. lol
there's also world religions, and none of that one-sided christian education bullshit. i feel that my mind is now so much more open-minded, thanks to this grade 11 course. the grade 9 and 10 religion courses (i think "christian" courses is a more fitting name) were probably the most boring courses in my high school history.
mr. marentette isn't the slightest bit interesting, but the english language sure is. the language, not the course. free writing is something i like to do, although i wouldn't do it every day. practicing writing creativity is fun.
music.... ololololol
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Monday, March 23, 2009
here is a title just for the sake of making it easier for you to get to this entry when it shows up in your updated blogs list
but i really do not think that this title will show up in your updated blogs list because i added this title after i had posted this entry which initially had no title and so therefore this title is completely superfluous and negligible as you did not click it to get to this entry in the first place and instead you clicked on "Tired Mind" in your updated blogs list which took you to this page and now you are reading some random bullshit that kevin felt like writing because it made him feel clever that he involved the entry title with the entry also connecting with the usage of blogger by other users which is totally irrelevant to the following picture which is a graphical representation of kevins personality traits which was developed by mypersonality.info which is a website where people can take personality tests to find out more about themselves which is stupid because people should know who they are in the first place and they should not use an internet personality test website to find out who they are oh and also i used this font because i am so smart and it looks like this is part of the title but it is not because if you try and type a title that is as long as this then blogger will not accept it and cut it off as you are typing because there is a limit on characters in a blog title and plus you probably have figured out that this portion of this blog entry or should i say title is not actually part of the title because you have probably ran your mouse cursor over this section and the font did not turn another colour as a link would okay and i just realized that typing like this is similar to christopher boones thinking from the curious incident of the dog in the night-time by mark haddon because he frequently switches topics between the book story and thoughts in his head and i think that this is pretty cool because it gives the reader an insight to what happens in chris' smart-ass head as he tries to find out who killed wellington and just so you know wellington is mrs shears' dog but you don't know who she is so read the book but its stupid because you find out the answer two-thirds way through the book but i guess thats okay because that means theres more to happen and what the hell can i expect okay so if you read all of this run-on bullshit then i salute you because i just wasted a good amount of your time which could have been devoted to more important things like a physics lab which is what i should really really really be doing right now but i have decided not to because i thought that i needed a break but i really dont im just a really lazy person and felt like writing random thoughts down like this so um i just checked out what this blog entry or should i say title looks like and i was reading it and halfway through my eyes started to hurt because of this gleaming white font so i guess this is karma or something because i tried to waste your time but now my eyes hurt from reading this ridiculously long blog entry or should i say title yeah so i think i should stop here and as you can see punctuation is pretty important and it appears that i forgot to add in a couple of punctuation marks so here are some punctuation marks to compensate for my deliberate mistakes ......,,,,,,,,,'''''''""""""",..,'.,';,'";,'":';,';";,,;';..;'.;'..:.:...';,';,';, oh and i hope you get around to reading this because i know that other new blog entries will appear over this blog entry in your updated blogs list and is it even called an updated blogs list i don't know but you should know what i am talking about ....,;';';,...',,,;,',,'"",;,.',;"';,.;,'',',;,.;',;.',;';,'.;',;'',',.;,. oh so it appears that the updated blogs list does in fact update a blog entry even after it has been edited following its original post time but that doesnt sound like it makes much sense
Sunday, March 22, 2009
pigeon
you gave your statement of departure
and it was like i couldn't see you through my aperture
reachin, stretchin the ends of my hands, my fingertips
"return to me now," but i slip
pound into the ground, face first face down, drownin
in your absence
drink it away with absinthe
you've been a friend since our eyes witnessed
each other's, we put our best in this
it was in my best interest that i was invovled in your business
i insist that you leave like this
just spend the last minutes
i feared that you disappeared into the near future, were you sure?
of making this decision
slicing incisions in your life time
hope to see you soon times
to shoot lines and
talk lives, 'til the fine sand
of the hourglass
dropped to our last
moment
stay close and
don't keep the foes in
keep hittin' the tens
cuz i'll never see you again
and it was like i couldn't see you through my aperture
reachin, stretchin the ends of my hands, my fingertips
"return to me now," but i slip
pound into the ground, face first face down, drownin
in your absence
drink it away with absinthe
you've been a friend since our eyes witnessed
each other's, we put our best in this
it was in my best interest that i was invovled in your business
i insist that you leave like this
just spend the last minutes
i feared that you disappeared into the near future, were you sure?
of making this decision
slicing incisions in your life time
hope to see you soon times
to shoot lines and
talk lives, 'til the fine sand
of the hourglass
dropped to our last
moment
stay close and
don't keep the foes in
keep hittin' the tens
cuz i'll never see you again
Monday, March 16, 2009
flood II
yo so wtf is a blog. i don't even write shit here anymore. olololol
last week was pretty damn stressful. i had the motor project to worry about the most, as well as a ton of useless english questions that i had to do for marks, and piano homework which is really time-consuming and relatively tedious. after wednesday it was just a breeze though, since we just watched movies in religion and didn't do much in other classes.
friday was fun and was a great way to start the march break. chilled with josh t, mike, jestine, and dino for the night at BR (:D), toys 'r' us, square one (walters, wal-mart, etc), and subway. came home late, parents were probably pissed, but they were sleeping so w/e.
saturday was interesting. woke up, was instantly told to do some fuckin' chores, then got ready for bowling. which was gay. which was a drag. it started at 12 and ended at around 5, lol. yeah. then we went to eastgate mall or w/e (our family calls it dixie park) and had dinner there. after that, we dropped our parents off at some restaurant for dinner with family friends, then dino and i drove to church (~20 minutes late ololololol) and sang in the choir. then drove around and loafted for the rest of the night. dino and i watched The F Word (one of chef Gordon Ramsay's show) and it is fuckin hilarious, and greatly entertaining. the food looks absolutely fantastic, leaving you hungry, and the dialogue (hence the show title) is outrageously funny.
today (yesterday?) was a loaft. slept til 2, woke up to dino fixing us breakfast. chocolate chip pancakes w/ cheese omelette. mmmmmm. walked chewie with dino at like 4:30, then did nothing til 7, which is when we ate out.
mhm so it's march break, and there are a couple of things i need to accomplish, such as: get my g1, write some music, do my piano homework, physics lab, finish learning this piano song, take care of chewie, work out?, sleep, etc. sure looks like a lot to do, for a chill-expected week.
goddamn i am tired.
last week was pretty damn stressful. i had the motor project to worry about the most, as well as a ton of useless english questions that i had to do for marks, and piano homework which is really time-consuming and relatively tedious. after wednesday it was just a breeze though, since we just watched movies in religion and didn't do much in other classes.
friday was fun and was a great way to start the march break. chilled with josh t, mike, jestine, and dino for the night at BR (:D), toys 'r' us, square one (walters, wal-mart, etc), and subway. came home late, parents were probably pissed, but they were sleeping so w/e.
saturday was interesting. woke up, was instantly told to do some fuckin' chores, then got ready for bowling. which was gay. which was a drag. it started at 12 and ended at around 5, lol. yeah. then we went to eastgate mall or w/e (our family calls it dixie park) and had dinner there. after that, we dropped our parents off at some restaurant for dinner with family friends, then dino and i drove to church (~20 minutes late ololololol) and sang in the choir. then drove around and loafted for the rest of the night. dino and i watched The F Word (one of chef Gordon Ramsay's show) and it is fuckin hilarious, and greatly entertaining. the food looks absolutely fantastic, leaving you hungry, and the dialogue (hence the show title) is outrageously funny.
today (yesterday?) was a loaft. slept til 2, woke up to dino fixing us breakfast. chocolate chip pancakes w/ cheese omelette. mmmmmm. walked chewie with dino at like 4:30, then did nothing til 7, which is when we ate out.
mhm so it's march break, and there are a couple of things i need to accomplish, such as: get my g1, write some music, do my piano homework, physics lab, finish learning this piano song, take care of chewie, work out?, sleep, etc. sure looks like a lot to do, for a chill-expected week.
goddamn i am tired.
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
the daughters of quiet minds
just some fun writing. um... don't mind the content. in fact, don't even read this. lawl.
no i am not currently depressed, no i am not currently emotional, and anything of the like.
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the bell rings, we dash out of the class.
take a walk through the halls,
and the first person you see
and the girl behind you,
yelling loudly and joyfully,
no i am not currently depressed, no i am not currently emotional, and anything of the like.
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the bell rings, we dash out of the class.
take a walk through the halls,
and the first person you see
is scorned
by his parents, daily.
talk a walk through the halls,by his parents, daily.
this is the faceless, ignored, unnoticed.
and the girl behind you,
yelling loudly and joyfully,
faces suicidal thoughts
immediately following school.
immediately following school.
this is the faceless, ignored, unnoticed.
step carefully down the stairs,
and the being at the end of the case,
and the being at the end of the case,
is dying for that
heroin needle.
heroin needle.
this is the faceless, ignored, unnoticed.
bump into him,
and with a look of
discontent,
and with a look of
discontent,
is about to have
his bones shattered.
his bones shattered.
rush to your locker,
and the individual adjacent
and the individual adjacent
earns money by
selling themself.
selling themself.
this is the faceless, ignored, unnoticed.
stroll home,
and the person you passed by
at the corner,
and the person you passed by
at the corner,
is headed to
next stop,
coma station.
next stop,
coma station.
deceiving, but oblivious to the unknown situations,
this is the faceless, ignored, unnoticed.
victims of wrong, but this is their life.
this is the faceless, ignored, unnoticed.
victims of wrong, but this is their life.
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... okay now, honestly, what the fuck was that? told you not to read it. jajajajajaja
... okay now, honestly, what the fuck was that? told you not to read it. jajajajajaja
Monday, February 16, 2009
fault and fracture
woke up, mom told me not to be late, got up, took a shower, ate breakfast, brushed my teeth, and wasn't too late for 11:00 mass (ololololololololololololololololololol dino if you're reading this, then olololololololololololololololololololololol. LMAO that was fuckin hilarious but we are such assholes).
after church, our family headed over to BR for some fantastic lunch. it was funny though, and i quote myself, "i walked in and LOLOLOLd because of the massive influx of teenage asian girls". regardless, AMAZING bubble tea and pretty good lunch too. for extremely reasonable prices. (Y). oh i think they like me; azns stared me down.
afterwards, we dropped by home quickly to get the $$$, then we went on a one-hour venture to Brantford, Ontario (the hometown of Lil' Wayne Gretzky [if any of you care, because i certainly don't]). it was certainly a beautiful day; walking clouds and deep red skies, flags fluttering and the sun shining. we travelled furthermore to a quiet, rural-esque neighbourhood upon arrival into the town. at the doorstep of this one house, we had seen clients inside.
and then we heard a loud shriek.
panic, terror, and fear had rushed through our hearts and minds. how unexpected, we had all thought. a short glance at the house window, and a streak of blood had splattered across. the anxiety, the trepidation had built up inside of us, giving us a sense of directionlessness. the mental walls were caving in on us. nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. death is imminent. the murderer stepped outside of the house, giving each one of us a death-like stare. and she held the axe, with a steady firmness. she had come towards us, while we could do nothing, standing there, cold and still. the killer had slowly and shakily taken off her mask, revealing a sanguine, gruesome face. blood dripping everywhere, she inquired...
"so you were looking to buy the yorkie-poos?"
and grinned.
i just tricked you into thinking she sinned,
so i winned.
my raps blow you away like gone with the wind
went inside, saw the animal, we all melted.
and so, our hearts we smelted
back together, love forever.
we drove home with the cutest 8-week old yorkie-poo ever, Chewie.
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you're all invited to come over tomorrow. Chewie party lol. oh yeah, just in case you don't know how to get to my house, this is the right way to get there. regardless of where you live. i don't give a fuck.
after church, our family headed over to BR for some fantastic lunch. it was funny though, and i quote myself, "i walked in and LOLOLOLd because of the massive influx of teenage asian girls". regardless, AMAZING bubble tea and pretty good lunch too. for extremely reasonable prices. (Y). oh i think they like me; azns stared me down.
afterwards, we dropped by home quickly to get the $$$, then we went on a one-hour venture to Brantford, Ontario (the hometown of Lil' Wayne Gretzky [if any of you care, because i certainly don't]). it was certainly a beautiful day; walking clouds and deep red skies, flags fluttering and the sun shining. we travelled furthermore to a quiet, rural-esque neighbourhood upon arrival into the town. at the doorstep of this one house, we had seen clients inside.
and then we heard a loud shriek.
panic, terror, and fear had rushed through our hearts and minds. how unexpected, we had all thought. a short glance at the house window, and a streak of blood had splattered across. the anxiety, the trepidation had built up inside of us, giving us a sense of directionlessness. the mental walls were caving in on us. nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. death is imminent. the murderer stepped outside of the house, giving each one of us a death-like stare. and she held the axe, with a steady firmness. she had come towards us, while we could do nothing, standing there, cold and still. the killer had slowly and shakily taken off her mask, revealing a sanguine, gruesome face. blood dripping everywhere, she inquired...
"so you were looking to buy the yorkie-poos?"
and grinned.
i just tricked you into thinking she sinned,
so i winned.
my raps blow you away like gone with the wind
went inside, saw the animal, we all melted.
and so, our hearts we smelted
back together, love forever.
we drove home with the cutest 8-week old yorkie-poo ever, Chewie.
________________________________________________________
you're all invited to come over tomorrow. Chewie party lol. oh yeah, just in case you don't know how to get to my house, this is the right way to get there. regardless of where you live. i don't give a fuck.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
dash and blast
today was spent rather unconventionally for valentine's day.
the majority of the day was spent with males... well... brotherly love, right? >_>. stepped out of the house at like 4:00 today to head over to mike's, then mike, josh, josh, chey and i stayed Tim's for a bit, until chey went to work. we bothered her and such.... um, yeah. travelled back to mike's, then josh t's popeye's craving reappeared. and thus... we felt the urge to satisfy his needs. as well as ours. lol. so we called up jabe and asked if he wanted to come, but he said that he couldn't. i called dino up so he could give us a ride there, but i unfortunately woke him up out of his slumber.
so the ride to popeyes was... well... risky. there were jakes all over the place, and if you don't know what that means, please listen to the four-minute dictionary piece entitled "Ebonics" by Big L. dino was driving really slowly, lazily, and almost as if he was in a drunk state, due to his absent-minded tiredness. his driving was unneven and arrhythmic, erratically braking and accelerating. with jakes present, we surprisingly got pulled over. yeah... "fuck" was all we could think of.
the..... cop (okay now you know what it means) approached our vehicle, with a stern look on his face. we all sat there, cold and breathless, staring at our feet. dino lowered his window and said, "good evening officer". at that moment, i realized that the narcotics were blatantly visible on my lap, so i was quick to act and stashed the opiates under the seat. i thought for a second that i got away with it, but as stupid as i was, it created a sonic boom, audible to the police officer. he spoke to me, asking what it was that i hid. i was terrified and speechless, and said what came to mind at first. "nothing sir, just a friend."
the grimace on his face had disappeared, only for me to realize that a puzzling look had been brought upon his face. he asked all of us to step outside of the car, and so, we proceeded to follow his instruction. the moment when i placed one foot outside of the car, i felt a hard tug at my trailing foot. i turned around, with my fear increasing exponentially. i glanced at my foot. a hand had gripped onto it. i could not say anything. in ten seconds, the being had revealed itself. it was an odd looking figure -- short in stature and had a relatively large build. but then i had noticed, it was not any miscellaneous creature.
it was Jabe.
then we all got back in the car and went to popeyes.
BUZZKILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
after that we went to jabe's crib (whose dad was surprisingly welcoming despite us perceiving that he would be cheesed nigga) to watch some NBA skills challenge for like 3 hrs. quite fun.
________________________________________________________
yeah, so the concert held at merciful redeemer was pretty cool. it was four professional broadway singers singing broadway professional songs that i did not know of. in spite of this, i really enjoyed the performance. it's amazing how talented some people can get. word is bond. gotta appreciate.
after the show, my parents were having a short chat with the organizer of the event. who kinda pissed me off because of her disgusting stereotypes of teenagers. fuck. i don't remember exactly what she said, but it went something along the lines of "oh i hope you enjoyed that, i hope you open up to the world and appreciate real talents, and not be so immersed in your iPods... my teen son listens to music that hurts my ears. he would never watch these kinds of concerts." wait, maybe that's not so much a stereotype. although i can safely say that i enjoy music that will destroy anyone's ears on every level imaginable... what the fuck. not every teen is like that. did you know i have a talent for music, and appreciate a hell lot of shit? lol... okay whatever, i don't wanna go too in-depth about this.
________________________________________________________
well i've got some sleep to catch up on. church tomorrow, followed by BR (:D), and then we pay a visit to a dog breeder. this is the dog we will be looking at (... buying... hopefully...).
happy valentine's day! and not just to Stephanie, but to all of you. i love y'all dearly.
(8) just the way you are...
the majority of the day was spent with males... well... brotherly love, right? >_>. stepped out of the house at like 4:00 today to head over to mike's, then mike, josh, josh, chey and i stayed Tim's for a bit, until chey went to work. we bothered her and such.... um, yeah. travelled back to mike's, then josh t's popeye's craving reappeared. and thus... we felt the urge to satisfy his needs. as well as ours. lol. so we called up jabe and asked if he wanted to come, but he said that he couldn't. i called dino up so he could give us a ride there, but i unfortunately woke him up out of his slumber.
so the ride to popeyes was... well... risky. there were jakes all over the place, and if you don't know what that means, please listen to the four-minute dictionary piece entitled "Ebonics" by Big L. dino was driving really slowly, lazily, and almost as if he was in a drunk state, due to his absent-minded tiredness. his driving was unneven and arrhythmic, erratically braking and accelerating. with jakes present, we surprisingly got pulled over. yeah... "fuck" was all we could think of.
the..... cop (okay now you know what it means) approached our vehicle, with a stern look on his face. we all sat there, cold and breathless, staring at our feet. dino lowered his window and said, "good evening officer". at that moment, i realized that the narcotics were blatantly visible on my lap, so i was quick to act and stashed the opiates under the seat. i thought for a second that i got away with it, but as stupid as i was, it created a sonic boom, audible to the police officer. he spoke to me, asking what it was that i hid. i was terrified and speechless, and said what came to mind at first. "nothing sir, just a friend."
the grimace on his face had disappeared, only for me to realize that a puzzling look had been brought upon his face. he asked all of us to step outside of the car, and so, we proceeded to follow his instruction. the moment when i placed one foot outside of the car, i felt a hard tug at my trailing foot. i turned around, with my fear increasing exponentially. i glanced at my foot. a hand had gripped onto it. i could not say anything. in ten seconds, the being had revealed itself. it was an odd looking figure -- short in stature and had a relatively large build. but then i had noticed, it was not any miscellaneous creature.
it was Jabe.
then we all got back in the car and went to popeyes.
BUZZKILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
after that we went to jabe's crib (whose dad was surprisingly welcoming despite us perceiving that he would be cheesed nigga) to watch some NBA skills challenge for like 3 hrs. quite fun.
________________________________________________________
yeah, so the concert held at merciful redeemer was pretty cool. it was four professional broadway singers singing broadway professional songs that i did not know of. in spite of this, i really enjoyed the performance. it's amazing how talented some people can get. word is bond. gotta appreciate.
after the show, my parents were having a short chat with the organizer of the event. who kinda pissed me off because of her disgusting stereotypes of teenagers. fuck. i don't remember exactly what she said, but it went something along the lines of "oh i hope you enjoyed that, i hope you open up to the world and appreciate real talents, and not be so immersed in your iPods... my teen son listens to music that hurts my ears. he would never watch these kinds of concerts." wait, maybe that's not so much a stereotype. although i can safely say that i enjoy music that will destroy anyone's ears on every level imaginable... what the fuck. not every teen is like that. did you know i have a talent for music, and appreciate a hell lot of shit? lol... okay whatever, i don't wanna go too in-depth about this.
________________________________________________________
well i've got some sleep to catch up on. church tomorrow, followed by BR (:D), and then we pay a visit to a dog breeder. this is the dog we will be looking at (... buying... hopefully...).
happy valentine's day! and not just to Stephanie, but to all of you. i love y'all dearly.
(8) just the way you are...
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