An Ending.

I think I've wasted enough of my time the last three years hanging around, wasting my life on the trivial and the unlearned. I'm done. This blog is done.

Ramblegalore.tumblr will remain active, as will this domain name, for fun, and for memories. For is it not a diary. But ramblegalore.blogspot will function no more. Too many things, too little time.

So, this be the final note.


Elvis has left the building.

You Begin...

to realize, not all that you see,
Is good, or healthy, or best as can be.
This thing that's awakened,
called passion for some,
Has ousted you from the norms of society
And into the sun.
The fire burns and threatens to consume,
And nothing around seems like it'll do.
Till a fellow sun-dweller comes through and finds you,
you're doomed to deal with ignorance
and naysayers too.

Thanks For The Tags

Rev: Then faster arrange lehh.

Sinee: Haha, Thanks. And agreed. But I like having something to aim for. Better then just wondering around aimlessly you know. haha. But for now, yeah. one step per time. Haha

The Most Expensive Sticker

So I went for my med check up for enlistment on Fri.

And I was given this little red sticker when I went in. Normal Stickers cost me 50 cents. Like when I donate, I get a sticker. A dollar, or or two. But this little sticker.This little dot of a sticker.
It was not cheap. It is the most expensive sticker I will ever get. I will ever pay for. Its not 50 cents. Its not 50 dollars. It's 2 years. How much is that in money?

On another note, as it approaches, I don't really want it to be over. Since I could reason, I've been told it'll lead to this. This 2 years. Now its here. The question that beckons next is, then what?

Happy New Year, One and Galore.

So the new year begins in less then 5000 seconds. I know this year has been a rather blahh year for most, or at least from the people I know. I also know Ramblegalore has been rather blah too. But hey, new year. Thats good right? It means another birthday, another christmas. More updates as I have figured out how to manage two blogs. And 5 more weeks to the end of that socialisation detox the school has put us on. So I don't know about you, but its not even the New Year yet, and I'm feeling that its gonna be Great.

To everyone, anyone, anything that passes by this blog, be it this night, or this night one year later or 2 or 3.

Have a very very Happy New year.

And a belated Merry Christmas

Eyes.Shuo[eporec.

My eyes feel like there are 10 ton slabs attached to them. Open. OPEN.

A Bit Of A Poem

So, my blog is dying a very slow death, not due to the unwillingness to write, but more to the fact that I dont have the time, or when I have the time, I dont have the will to write anything.

It will be back , eventually, with them rambles and doodles and poems, but that will be in febuary. For now, it's all about random, once in awhile posts.

When in need of a muse
And of something to write,
Let loose your inhibitions,
And let go of fright.

For fun comes naught,
with them walls of worry.
It comes with joy,
And laughter and
the desire for glory.

Binge Eat.

No heavy meals after 8. Thats the rule. However, I cant seem to keep that. Every Single Night. Now, as I struggle to stay awake to allow my food to digest, here's what I had for dinner.

3 bottles of pokka tea

250 Soya milk

500ml Meiji Milk

1 tube of ChewIts

1 plate of dumpling noodle

Rojak

1 plate of char grilled chicken

Baked potato

Bowl of rice with 6 slices of bacon

More pork

Bowl of Soup

Its not that much, but it was between 9 and now. And that was not spread out. Anyway, I think I might know where the high blood pressure comes from. Haha. Thing is, I can still eat.

The Proof Of The Prayer..

I'm not a deeply religious man. Then again, depends on how you look at it. Some people think making the effort to go to church every Sunday makes them pious. Makes them faithful. To me, I think the church is just an amplifier. The faithfulness, the piousness. That happens in everyday life. Every action. not just once a week. not just when someone is blasphemous.It is an ongoing process, and you give yourself that reminder by going to church once in awhile when you lose faith.

Anyway, point of this conversation. I was wondering yesterday. How do I get my act together. I mean, everyone says the next step is uni. I think that's useful only if I'm gonna spend a large sum of money to pretend to be studying so I can mess around another 2 years. Plus uni chicks are, in myth, good conversationalists.Niiicee. So, I was wondering, that thought. what should I do. And then today (this is the funny part)(to me at least) 2 different unrelated people came up to me, and asked about my skating. One asked how many skate comps have I joined. The other asked if my trip to Sydney was to take part in a competition. Now, I must really give off a good vibe. But that's not the point. Point is, I got my answer. And I don't believe much in coincidental coincidences

l.o.a.d.i.n.n.n.n.n.n.n.n........

I've been thinking about shutting this blog down. I like this blog, and ramblegalore has really stuck, the name and all. But this blog was for my doodles and rambles, none of which are present as of late. Rambles are present, but of a standard I shouldn't be proud of. So till I find out a reason on why the think tank is dry, this blog is on a hiatus. I'm on a hiatus.

On another note, I really wanna go to Sydney right now and skate the Bondi bowl till I feel like coming back.

Thanks For The Tags:

Liana : wah, wise beyond your years. and you know what, you sound like a tutor. I think it's all that work at the centre. haha. yes teacher.

Tabitha: Then how? cry? call police?

The Middle Ages

So. I think that this day and age is pretty much, to an ugly degree, like the dark middle ages. We all look back and go, oh how lucky we are. But back then, i'm sure they were looking at themselves and going "well, this isn't so bad". "Why?" is the shout back I hear upon this statement, and this is why.

Rampant Disease - Back then hygiene was an issue. Now it isnt so much. But still, there are diseases. Back then, there was the black plague, there was small pox, there was leprosy and the list goes on. It was common occurence to have a sickness of some kind. Now, we have cancer, aids, bird flu, swine flu, macdonalds and the list goes on.

Plunder - Back then, to plunder would be to sack, to take by force a persons/ villages belongings. To plunder a village would be to strip it of its value. Now, we're a tad more advanced. People plunder their companies with forgery, fraud, etc. Then there is Iraq.

Sports - Back then, there were knights. Now there are skateboarders. Duh. Did you really think 22 people fighting over a ball would win a ladies heart? And dont start with Cristiano Ronaldo. The guy is pretty nifty with the ball. on his own. see? solo.

Sex and debauchery - Back then, them kings really loved all those ladies. Now, it varies, but the sex and debauchery is still there.

And those are just afew. Of course, the list goes on.
But I'm abit tired of the keyboard.

Later Gator

Lemme tell you what you've guess.

HIATUS

Monotony be the Mother Of Creativity

Everyone is suddenly realizing something or another.

How life works, or how the term life and how it works is overrated, or how old they are, or how mundane things be, or how depressed they are with the way things are turning out.

I got to find something for me to realize.

I know. The lady at the comic shop is a grumpy b*tch. No wait. Everyone knew that. Gotta rethink it..

And I just replied a mass sent email in facebook, and for 10 seconds, I was in cold sweat, thinking I sent it out to all 1000+ members. I'm still not sure. I hope not.

The Hand That Crossed Me

So I wanted to blog yesterday, but blogger had other plans, for example, not signing in. For example, raising my blood pressure. For example, Ok I think you've had enough examples.

Anyway, they were asking at work yestderday is Torres ready for soccer. And then on the way home, I saw this extremely plump guy in a torres jersey. And the answer came to me. No. Ok, maybe it's not that funny, but bad soccer jokes are amusing. and me getting them, even more amusing.

I got an email from the dumbass comic shop I get my subscrips from saying I havent collected my comics and if I dont, my membership is forfeit. They are rather cheap. It's only been a month, or two. And I paid for my membership. Even if you hold it till i'm done with army, you better just shut it and suck it. I need a new comic shop to go to.

Lastly, I use to post up funny pictures once a month. Dont do that anymore, but what I do have is a shitload of funny pictures in my file for them. So I'll post some up within the next few days.

Later Gator

A Quip

So today we outran the rain. But by the time we got to our destination, I was so knackered, I couldn't skate.

Anyway, it's pouring again. Oh look, a cow came down. You know. raining cats and cows. And I ... Shall.. continue this post tmr..

Tags :

Ben : eh, what happened to our moon movie?

Liana: I am not. it is logical really! It is quite mundane la. that's the only problem really.and yes you did book me.Really!

Sinee: Yeah:( so slow.

Rain Rain, Pour Some Teh

It's abit early in the morning to be blogging. But I have something to say.

I think I would say after years of cultivation, i can be what you call, an expert, in lazing around, and actually enjoy spending my time doing nothing. Some of you younger folks call it chilling out. I call it being lazy. Either way. Anyway, point I'm here is simple. Its pouring outside. Like someone upstairs decided to fix the heavenly sink, and something went wrong.And I realized, the only thing I like better then sleeping when it's raining, is just sitting around when it's raining, feeling the cold air, and having a cup of nice warm coffee. Why? because when you can do that, it means you arent worried, you dont have no place to be. You're right where you need to be, being lazy, with coffee, and not caring when the rain stops. Then perhaps as it lightens up, and the joy of watching it pour while you're nicely indoors is over, maybe take a nap. That would be so fun.

However, I'm hoping it stops raining by 11.15 or I'm pretty much screwed. How cruel.

In other news, my drawings are from ages past, I dont exactly feel like drawing when I come home. So these are old, but gold.

Thanks for the tags:

Tmr, tmr I'll reply you tmr, tmr's a dayy awayy..

No Coffee For The Wicked.

So it's saturday again. And I'm considering blogging twice a week. Like those web comics go on mon wed and fri? Many I'll do wed and sat, or mon wed and sat. I dont know. we'll see.

Anyway, I went to sleep on thurs hoping i'd wake up in feb, with the last day of internship being the one I woke up to. No. Didnt happen. Here I am at week 5 out of 20. Oh my bejeez.

And, for the next few posts, I will be taking stuff from my phone. Things I write on the bus or train on the notepad. or maybe just next 2 posts, cause I dont think I'll use everything. Abit outdated some of them be.

Ok, I remeber I did this quite a long time back. We were skating, and the sky was black as a bear's bum. And it was only in the early afternoon.

Legs pressed beyond limits
Ears pricked to hear the slightest sigh
But when we felt the first drop
On our sweat drenched skin,
We knew we had failed,
In our quest, on that day,
to outrun the rain.


Tanks for tags, bikes for comments:

Stranger: nah, I was thinking try wrestling. they help you right all the wrong bones.haha

Amber: Geee Amber, haha. I can't cause its mEn's best friend. Not mAn, or mINe.haha. But at you know.so saves me drawing a skateboard. haha

Rooshdee: Not really. Jay Z album 3 is actually quite good. haha. I have it. and if you bring Elvis to this day and age, or Jay Z to that era, and they outdo one another, then it's fair. haha. Its like comparing 50 cents from then and now. It's of different values already. Hows the xams?

Liana: haha. Its true what. She did sing it. and she's..well.. her. haha.

Help, help, the roof is on fire

Oh no, Bozo. It's been 4 days since i last blogged. FOUR! not one. one.two.three.four. AH. ok.

Anyway, I think I have an explaination on why people shouldn't judge other people. really. took me four days to think that. SO. Most obvious reason first, no one is perfect. No one. And since Alicia Keys sang no one, she's perfect. But aside from her, no one else is, so we shouldnt see the flaws in others, when they might be trying to see the good parts of you. In a non dodgy way, I mean. But the reason I think would affect us more, would be when we judge, we expect. When we see someone, and judge them as, say a murderer. We're putting them in that pigeonhole. that stereotype. When the person plays out of that stereotype and does something not expected, you will get confused. But because you couldn't care less about a murderer, it wouldnt bother you. However, bring that closer to home. Say you decide to strereotype this person as a nice person. and they end up backstabbing you. Because you brought YOUR hope into the picture, you get hurt. So, long story short. Dont judge. Not smart, it is. See Yoda for further examples.

the picture is from a thrasher shirt btw.

T is for Twinkle. I Is For Infidel.

Ok. So its the weekend. But I'm sick. Which blows.

Anyway, I went about drawing the one-liner. With no windows paint, I'm pretty much left with my hands. which is both good and bad, because that means more details required, and inking and tracing and all that is manual. And above is an uncompleted copy. It's just a sketch till its fine tuned, but i'll fine tune it and post the finished one up, when I'm done.

The one liner is "men's best friend" by the way. And that is a bird with a rather peculiar name. that I'll let you go figure out on your own. But I apologize in advance if anyone is offended, although i see naught to be offended about. Its just dogs are abit of a 90's cliche. Plus I wanted to draw something I havent drawn before.

Anyway, I'll blog again soon. Ramble off off and away.

HAHA. Ok. Its the painkillers.

A Day For All

Have A Day to Rest your laurels,
Have a day to say Hooray,

Have a day to hunt for fossils,
Have a day to just think about a day.

For all these days are part of your life,
be they big or small, or foolish or wise.

They all add up to one lump sum,
which makes you up, worker or bum.

And when you reach that check-out counter
to the tunnel of the light,

You must going with joy and glee and no regrets,
And say "Boy, its been one adventurous day"


Can't draw the one liner yet. I'm deciding between a dog and birds.. I'm kinda going to the birds side, but its not child friendly. No, not in an obscene way. But I'll get back to you with my decision, in drawing.