Warning: Ramble Ahead

So I'm back. A week early.Due to the lack of cash and a multitude of other reasons. And I would like to say I'm glad to be back, but I'm not. Not one f*cking bit. On a BRIGHTER note, I had a great week, and some of you got tim tams. HEE.

So I'm not drawing today, because I'd rather be shredding. Which I will be. Normally, people would go on about their holiday and how awesome it was and all that, but i won't.Why? because it was AWESOME, but thats for another time.

The skate scene there was great tho, and cleaning aircrafts seems to be a really good job to take up as a future occupation. (i can hear at least 3 people groaning at that comment, haha)

School's over and the holidays are here, all 2 months of unadulterated fun potential and spare time, but somehow I'm not really seeing the bright side to this. JOB TIME! well hey, theres the fun right there.

Song On itune: Stone

Random Thought: Destructo trucks in orange are shweet

Thanks For The Tags:

Glenn: you will scroll thru old posts and await a new post.HAHA:D

Daniel: If you're reading this in korea, have fun. till then, all your blog customers ARE MINE!!!!

Rev:thanks:) and as usual, my usual war cry..PEANUT BUTTTERRRRR..

Rooshdee: LOL.You gay gay man of internal awesomeness(or so you claim).

Ben:I'm talking to you on msn but you aint replying cause you're talking to your gf.Bitch.haha

Keenan: haha.the rick astley one IS awesome

Tim: What song am I suppose to learn? my fingers are itchy, QUICK! and dont be sad I'm back..I know you missed me.hehe

Zengun: HEY! Thanks man:)

Amber: Hehe.Cant even recognize my voice.Tisk.

Tpt: o.0 They are good.. well not the best, but good

Shout Out

Guess whos BACK?

(unfortunately)

Posts To Ensue Soon.

Await in Eagerness.

A Shout Out Of Shoutamous Proportions.

Hiatus Alert:

Well, Ramblegalore is gonna be closed for the next 2 weeks.Till 5th september that is.
Why? Cause I'm finally going on that long awaited overseas trip. And unfortunately, my instrument of destruction(My desktop) can't go with me, so the best thing you could do is to navigate thru the old posts while you await my return yes? And if you are reading this, Thank you:) Because a blog is not a blog without the readers, aye? And a new song for the 2 silent weeks.

2 One Liners I've Yet to Do:
She's A Walking Oxygen Moron
The life we live is merely a heartbeat of the Universe.

I will work on it when I return.

Till then, I've got old daemons to face,
People to meet, Love to Share
Standards to set

And Inspiration to Find.

Till Then, I bid thee Adieu.

Yours Truly,
Your Worst Nightmare

Purely Picture Post

It has slipped my mind to post random pictures this month. So HERE.IT.BE

Have fun.

FLAMETHROWER OF 1337NESS!

So.I dont really know what to ramble about today. But, its been four days, and i'm obligated to post.

Uh.Exams are on tues and wed, i've been trying(Unsuccessfully) to study everyday since thurs..I have studied, but its more of like half cooked noodles standard. Soo .Like. DIE! as in me.Not you*throws ninja star* AHA! now you're dead too! Ok.so the info has gotten a tad too much into my head.

Picture of the day: A very very old pic.Man in slippers.

Song on itune: nothing( no.its not a song title)

Random Thought: Sleep seems appealing right now.

Thanks For The Tags:

Rooshdee: Make you sound gay? Make YOU? Rightttttttt..:P

Glenn: Are you trying to say I'm hot candy? Ew. Its like a very weird compliment.HAHA

Rooshdee:*Smack* HOLD YOUR BREATH, BOY!! haha

Darren: Haha.i knoww..just found them in the old folder with ALOT more.

Tim: 0.0 No.Serious Sam is Serious in being Serious About seriously kicking master chiefs seriously sad rear end to a seriously remote place of the seriously big universe.Plus, Flamethrower is a god. Like seriously. LOL

Tabatha: Thanks:) And did you know Your worst nightmare+ Your best nightmare = your favorite worst nigtmare = Arctic monkeys = ZOMG! heh

Charlie And The Munitions Factory

Ok. today. I got 3 pictures! 3! cause Amber gave two one liners and Rooshdee gave one..
And my poor baby is sick. I need to get me a plane.

ANYWAY, I have come to realise something over the recent years. No matter how long i know you, be it years, months or days. Firstly, people take awhile to recognize its me on the phone.they will. PAUSE.then guess. a couple of times, like wheel of fortune. " give me a BOB. NO NO. Give me aaaaaa Raoul". So you pause and let them wander on, while you wonder why didnt they look at their caller Id. and then they ask who you are. Which leads to my point. I have a calling card. You can know me for a couple of days, and when i call to ask the homework and you ask who am I, and I answer " I am your worst nightmare". they know its me, they just do. So my question be. WHY? how and why?

Picture of the day: Cupcake takes the cake(Amber's)
Sonovabaconhead (Amber's)
Knight in shining armour (Rooshdee's) The sweet guy sees me as a knight *weep*

Song on itune: Losing My Way

Random Thought: Bacon

Thanks For The Tags:

Gabriel: I totally agree. Thats why, MY PROJECTS ARE OVER!!! WOO HOO!

Dan: haha.Careful, the nazgul might hear you. Go to the gist la

Tpt: I will send it, when i have it.HAHA.i'm still in the process of buying the album

Amber: Done the computer hangs one before.Scroll thru june/july.:D

Glenn: I was such a trend setter. Look at Elvis.HAHA

Roosh The Moosh: *squint* I keel you. haha. Wasabi + Drink. remember. remember.haha

Tpt: haha.dork. hehe

Keenan: HAHA..it was funny doing it. and i didnt mean you to the mudkip comment. i meant the question.serious.seriouss.

Dan: I'll Samwise you. thats what I'll do.throw the nazgul at you.

Samm: I think so too really. haha

Shout Out

2004.

2005.

2006.

2007.
2008?

115 posts.Tmr is the last project due. then 2 papers.
Then Freedom.

Sifting thru my pictures of people back in the day
where all we did was sit around and laugh and run and play

So what happened to those glory days, I ask

it all seemed to be gone so quick, so fast.

Act say only.LOL

A Quiz Of Immense Proportions

So here I am. Ready to do the quiz Keenan has posted, and also to do the one liner I have been tasked with.Soooo Bring it.

> So, what's your primary food group?

tasty tasty meat.

> Who would you like to have lunch with tomorrow?

I would like to have lunch withh.....Food.

> What kind of food do your best friends like?

The feminine kind.Wait.No.I mean Edible.definitely edible.

> Would you rather be a zombie or a vampire?

Vampire.I dont wanna lose my arm when some guy bumps into me.Plus the bat thing, and stay up all night sleep all day thing.thats good.

> Erhuh. And so would you rather be Master Chief or Serious Sam.

Serious Sam.Seriously. He has like an INSANE amount of weapons on him.plus a flamethrower.A flamethrower isnt a weapon.its a god.

> Last one. Would you rather be The Joker or The Riddler.

I would rather the riddler. green spandex, funky goons and a love for frying peoples brains with words.Ah.

> Favourite Genre?

Alternrock

> Favourite bands from that Genre?

They all kinda sound the same really.

> What instrument do you play? Or would like to.

Skateboard

> Got anyone on your mind? Come now, you know what I'm talking about. Because every quiz needs some HEART right! (get the pun. Ha. Haha.)

Oh.haha.original.Tab

> Why are you be thinking about them?

Why would you think of a person?

> Gonna do anything about it?

any good suggestions?

>So what's your top 4 reasons why you like someone then (Top 3 is so overrated)

Cause she is her.I see four reasons right there.

> i herd you liek mudkips

I heard you're a retard.

> I'm in ur fridge, eatin ur foodz

you can't be.I cleared my fridge out two days ago

> Biting pear of salamanca

kneecap of spider plus spoon of orge equals cheesecake

> What did you want to be when you were a kid?

an adult

> What do you want to be now?

a kid

> If you changed your mind... why?

Dunno.ask BIOLOGYY!

> Whatcha doing tomorrow at 3 o clock?

Ask me at 2.59 tmr

> Psyched about anything at the moment?

finishing this. and having coffee.hee

> Nearest thing to you that's plain black.

Phone
> What's on your Desktop now?

alot of stupid school work. and some jonah and the technicolor whale picture

> Can you multitask? What are you doing besides this quiz?

Music.

> What's the longest you've ever gone without sleeping?

I dont know.I was so tired I lost count.HAHA.ok.fine.48 hours or so

> What's your catch phrase of the moment?

uhuh.

> Do you like long hair or short hair!

depends.who they be on?

Now tag other people so they can do this quiz instead of the other one floating around (cos this one's just awesome, ya know?)And just because it's so cool, tag as many (or few) people as you want! Burden your friends! Etc!

Look at my links list.I tag them all.

Picture of the day: Its called flawed perfection.normally people think that means they are perfect in imperfection.This is a pic on imperfection is supposed perfection.getit?

Song on itune:maybe tomorrow

Random Thought: Bzt

Thanks For the Tags

Rev: Bake when thou be free.I'll help you clean up:D and i'm changing blog song again!

Amber: DoNe! not a prize winning one.but one.I will think of a better one and post it too.haha

ABC's Of Skateboarding

Ok.Its raining like someone just did the plumbing outside. and skating is an outside sport.So if you take alot of rain outside+ outside sport = Mark staying the fug inside doing newswriting designs.WHYYY. But , before I stop procrastinating, I thought I'd do it abit longer. I got a quiz to do by keenan, But that will be in the next post(at the rate i'm going, tmr) So yeah.Today,we talk about the ABC's of skateboarding.Or try to.at least.

A - Airtime. Its like flying.only better
B - Barcelona. Number one Street Skating State in the world

C - Cuts.DEEP BLOODY CUTS.Think love bites from the pavement,ledge, whatever
D - Dangerous.Have you even SEEN the mega ramp? It screams "Requires weed to ride"
E - Euphoria. Its like airtime plus staying on the board equals Euphoria.
F - Fallen. The best footwear ever. OR F*ck. First word before giving the pavement some love.
G - Godgiven. It is a gift from the gods.
H - High.Refer to D.
I - Basically, I is an essential component to boarding. without u(I) there is no boarding.
J - Junior. See Riley hawk? Tony Hawks son? Damn
K - Kickflip.I can't seem to get it.
L - Luck. The lil difference between landing the trick and going down five storeys.
M - Monster.You'll eat like one when you're done shredding
N - New york. Look the skate spots there. *weep* and starbucks.*WEEP*
O - Ollie.Simplest trick in the book.But you.just.cant.get.it.right.
P - Plan B. One of the two best deck brands in my book. Or Pat Duffy.Legend.
Q - Queues.Try cutting one on your board. It'll be like moses and the red sea.
R - Ramps. I'm gonna try those when I got me bigger nuts.
S - Shweet. Need I say more?
T - Twinkies. Sugar rush in a golden packet
U - U.better get out of my way.heh
V - Vhat? Stop skating Thru ze buz inzterchange? Sorry, I speak no good english.
W - Wallride. *grin*
X - X-games. Duuudddee.
Y - Young.I wish I had started then.You should.
Z - Zoo York. I'm biased. But they are the bestt.

Ok.newswriting time.Snore.

Triple Scoop Of Great Googly Goop

3 posts in 2 days.not bad huh?

But today is a short one.I got a one liner from a friend, so I had to put it up.
The one liner is called" Electrically Aware" . 2 variations of it.

Feel free to drop me more one liners:D

Song on itune:love hurts

Random Thought: I guess I've finally let it go.

Thanks For The Tags:

Me la: here is thy one liner

Daniel:Pft.Ego.Pft.Smack You

Rev:You just being modest la you.:p HAHA.PEANUT BUTTER!

Shout Out

Who Watches The Watchmen?

Art Cart Mart Tart Dart Ion-art

5 days since the last presentation.And I've been slacking off for 5 days.At least in the work section.Crud.

*GASP*

*GASP*

O.O

GEEEEEEZ.

Picture Of The: Non Existent

Song On Itune:Falling away with you

Random Thought: Grudalorguin.

Thanks For The Tags:

Mel: Hello Mel!:) Wo Hen Hao.Haha

Hz: Well.A thousand yrs back.yah.but the module only taught about books only a few decades back

Daniel: Right.Like D.O.E doesnt appear in almost every common word. keyword: common.heh

Stranger: Anytime is a good time for beer. Anytimes a good time for wine.BUT VODKA! ah.that, you need good feng shui. haha.

Rev:*blush* Aw.you're just being nice.like your writing isnt insane puhleasee.hahah

Roosh The Moosh: What is moosh? Anyway, I WANT TOOO! I WANT WASABIIIIII!

Amber: To Shred Is To Board.To Board Is To Skate. Gettit? Its like spider kneecap + socks of ogre = 1337ness.HAHA.omg.Nerd I be.

Words, Words and More Birds

Ok.An Early Post.

It feels SOOO great to have nothing to do. All you wanna do is sleeeeep.SO Its gonna be a heavily borrowing post today. Whats a heavily borrowed post.A post where i borrow heavily.HAHA.Ok.Below is my essay for my Appreciating literary works module which i wrote.I think its ok, and it fills space.:D Oh oh oh.AND ITS IS OVER!! I dont have to listen to Daniel talk about how awesome he is anymore.WOOOHOO!!! Of course he is just trying to sell me that point cause he knows i'm the definition of it. heh. I would love to blog more, but shredding calls.

Of Heroes And Trenches.

War is ever-present. Be it the silent ones we face in our minds on a daily basis. Or the ones that involve massive loss of lives and lands that men so often wage all in the name of pride. But what the world forgets is that heroes aren't those with a cape, but those who fight both wars at once. The soldiers in the trenches. Those who fight men of foreign lands in the day, and demons of their own at night.

Jacobsky was such a man. He wasn't a well-built man like heroes of old. He didn't have a loud booming voice or blind proud love for his motherland like the heroes of movies. He was a traditional blacksmith by nature, a man whose livelihood was threatened by the very sub automatic he held in his hands like a shield of sorts. But Jacobsky wasn't a hateful man. He was a practical one. The wars of his country had torn the land asunder, and his craft was slowly dying in demand, for no blacksmith, no matter the skill, could craft a weapon faster then a bullet. So he took the most sensible way around. He joined the army. The pay was good, the food was warm and he got enough violence and tension in the day to keep him too occupied to ill treat his sons or to feed his vices. It was a good job. Or so he was told, although it was far from it. As if on cue, he turned to look around at the mud filled trenches.

“They lied”, he thought as he got up to rummage a nearby corpse for something to eat. There wasn't anything. The last meal he had was barely one, and that was 2 days ago. Just as he started to drift into thought, he heard the familiar sound of bombers. He grunted and strung a litany of curses before grabbing his weapon and getting up to proceed to the shelter. There was no haste in his movement, hardly even a quickened step. He knew they wouldn't drop anything. They don't bomb the area. Never have, and probably never will. The land he was standing on was no mans land. It wasn’t an oilfield. It wasn’t an agricultural haven. It was barely making it to being a plain. The soldiers knew it, Jacobsky knew it, and most definitely the enemy knew it. That’s why they didn’t waste any bombs on them. The enemies knew full well the hunger would kill the poor souls entrenched there, so bombs weren’t needed. But Jacobsky wasn’t complaining. The daily risk of knowing that the enemy would one day decide to invest in a bomb drop on them just to watch them burn was a disturbingly peaceful thought.

Jacobsky wasn’t a man of faith, but that didn’t stop him from muttering a prayer as he walked to the shelter. He wasn’t a suicidal man, and he had no fear of death, but he wanted as much of a fighting chance at life as the next guy. Ironic given the circumstances. He heard his commanding officer call him and his platoon, so he walked over. The officer was ordering the platoon to advance to the next piece of wasteland, so that the motherland could have more arid lands to boast about. Jacobsky smiled as he heard his orders. His wife had always told him that no matter how bad the situation is; there is always a choice. But yet now, he found himself wanting to take the riskier option. His wife was always a bit more open-minded. The society in which he lived in believed that choice be that of the gods, and men only did what the gods chose. But Jacobsky knew better. As the sun rose and Jacobsky and his platoon mates climbed out of the mud and blood walled trench, he squinted at the sun, and then saw a small glint. Slowly, as he looked more intensely, the glint grew larger till it became an armor piercing round right in his direction. But of course Jacobsky never knew it was an armor piercing round that hit him. Because to recognize the round, he’d need his head.

The End.

Picture Of the Day: its just a random thing I took from the franz ferdinand poster and a random senseless poem.I dont know what to draw.HELP!

Song On Itune: Drowning

Random Thought: shredding to the tune of John Mayer is surreal.heh.

A Tad Of Bedazzle On Your Shnazzle

Ok..I'm dead beat and the week has been " eventful" in both good and bad ways. Mostly good.till MRM presentations.but thats a different story.And i've only clocked in less then 10 hours in the last two days for sleep.

So why am i hear you ask, because the people need me.And tags dont respond to themselves.SO here I am.

Picture Of the Day: I'm using my laptop, its the only pic I've drawn thats in my laptop.heh.

Song on itune: Learning to breath

Random Thought:.... I'm sorry, My brains still alive?

Thanks for The Tags:

Rev: My song choice is GOOOOD right? i know.Muhaha

Andie: Yeah I'll keep ya posted.Next week!:D

James: Anytime la.See when you free only.haha.

Glenn: Welcome to the home stretch.

Amber: WHO DOESNT! 7.30 sunday! AHAHA

Keenan:*Gibberish* haha

Think Who: I miss you alot toooooooo

Alfie: so sad:( advert was the best module of them all can.haha

Roosh The Moosh: No.At week 4, life begins.muha.muha..muhaha

Rev: YES!*hellloooo bed*hahaha..and PEANUT BUTTER DESSERTS!!

Td: o.o HAHAHA.sounds so wrong! i want mango pudding..

Rainbow: studyyyyy...wallauuuu..

Photo Creds:Lucas and his Bazooka