Thursday, May 14, 2009

hello people, i've moved.

it's

http://theincredibledancinglawn.tumblr.com/

now.

see you guys there.

Monday, May 11, 2009

hello again, you.

the koalas said hi.

let's extend this.
i'll talk about 2 things and end off with a few videos.

1. Hobbies.
i do quite a variety of things actually. i do do sports, and by that it's mainly running & swimming. i'm quite the music person, i'd say; i do the piano, trumpet, cornet, harmonica & my ipod shuffle that once belonged to my brother. i dance: popping, freestyle, krumping, krumping, did i mention krumping? and currently i learning locking. i'm really into sweets and candy, but my lack of money prevents me from really abusing them. i'm into shopping too, but the earlier reason still applies here. listening to music & monologues are kinda intergrated into my system, reading books are like the occasional cigar smoking moments (in large doses), & my ink art is an addiction that never really goes away, but no one's complaining, yes?

2. Hobbies (cont'd)
like i was saying, let's extend this. i'm very much into language, in the sense that i use it as a really blunt stick against pretty much everyone, including myself; guess i'm not so much into discrimination. poetry is usually expelled from within me in bursts of words, and i'm more compelled to type them out as well as think them out. people say my creepy ability to see connections in things they can't a wee bit scary, but i'd say i'm okay.

craig ferguson - 2/13/2009 Monologue


rowan atkinson - The Good Loser


rowan atkinson - thomas, richard, harold


p.s. i do lie sometimes.

monkeys with keys,
mirrors in mirrors,
crowns in clowns.

Sunday, May 10, 2009

hello, you.

it's 8:48am now, and i've got school at 10!
and i guess it's only compulsory for the art students.

L O V E L Y.

it's been a long time since i had a serious post.
well, if i ever had one, that it =)

okay. i'll talk about 3 things along the way.

1. Love life.
oohhh, this is practically unexistent. Considering the fact that i never take the initiative plus the mindset that any of my inclination to girls is considered infatuation by me, these 2 factors has effectively purged my love life to an astounding numerical ratio of x:y, where x, number of girlfriends,=0 and y, years of my life,=17. other than that, i'd say i'm doing fine.

2. Social life
to be really honest, i'd say the actual number of real friends i have is a number that does not exceed the sum of my fingers and toes. i may seem to know a hell lot of people, but they would fall under the absolutely legendary "hi-bye friends" category.

3. Personal life.
a lovely combination of exposure to philosophy, readings of books such as Goethe's Faust & Tom Holt's works and thought processes that result from the latter & former has left me a pessimistic & optimistic boy with an increasingly erratic behaviour that may or may not mirror the characters of the novels i've read. no, i definitely do not have MPD like Deadpool; it's just that i've become an amalgamation of all these entities and ideas that may or may not have influenced my mindset in the earlier 2 things i've talked about. it may or may not have influenced me to think that i'll end up alone in my general lifespan and it may or may not have influenced me to post this post =D

okay. that's 3 things i've talked about.

better leave the house now lest i be late for art.

clown,
crown,
a monkey sees me in my own,
a reflection that may not be my own.

Saturday, May 9, 2009

found a cool daft punk remix =)



and one of my older favourites =D



it's a morning,
so let's be cheerful!

stop sending astronaut asses through the alternative atmosphere into super space.

Friday, May 8, 2009

3 cheers for ANTZ for lovely designs i always look forward to.

if bears had crowns.
1. surround myself with people.
2. let people be sounds.
3. therefore, more people=more sounds.
4. warning:do not discriminate any sounds.
5. arrange the sounds in the method of preference.
6. you've got a symphony of your own =)

ah, the bittersweet steps to life.

definitely.
nothing ever goes one way,
nothing ever goes one direction.

beauty of life.
magic of song.

che sera sera.
whatever will happen, will happen.
there is reason in it.

do not panic,
do not spazz out.

the sun shall rise
and the birds shall chirp.

let life continue
and let sounds be arranged.

6-step life symphony construction for the bittersweet hearts :)

Thursday, May 7, 2009

electionsseptemberwillrightwrongsurelong.
thinkdriveinsuranceboreushumanreckonanygoodnames.
smackimaginesuicidalrevival.
hishijackingplanessureontoo.

hey ho.
random stuff.
like.

hah!

let the moon bite me.

let the song eat me.

let the beat abuse me.

let the words stab me.

let the language tumble me.

let the manners digust me.

let.

the silent wall fall.

the weight of light of light in height.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

just started on locking today.
it's kinda hard,
but i know i'll be okay with practice haha =)

salute to hilty and bosch, as well as rey haha =D

just thought i'll dig up one of the older locking vids i've posed before haha.

here you go:
Hilty & Bosch feat. Co-Thkoo


scuba & which way?

Friday, May 1, 2009

retro is IN, RIGHT NOW!

My Girl - David Ruffin & Eddie Kendricks


Mona Lisa - Nat King Cole


Soul Vaccination - Tower of Power
candy is quite dandy,
yet quite unlike drugs;
sure they make me keep popping,
yet no withdrawl effects keep popping.

maybe
sweetness is an addiction, a desire, an instinct--

but i keep popping while my white teeth rot,
and i keep brushing while my white teeth rot.

the obsession
is an addiction, a desire, an instinct, a disorder--

but those curves attract me while my blood turns sweet,
and those tastes attract me while my blood turns sweet.

this curious condition
is an addiction, a desire, an instinct, a disorder, a disease--

but i keep chewing while the candy cuts,
and i keep licking while the candy cuts.

my current lovely dilema
is an addiction, a desire, an instinct, a disorder, a disease, a state of mind,

this i know yet i never do comphrehend;
candy cuts as my sweet blood flows,
candy cuts while my white teeth rots.

candy cuts while i keep popping.
and yet

candy cuts are curious things,
candy cuts are lovely things.

you may say i like candy cuts,
you may say i hate candy cuts.

i do know my sweet blood flows,
i do know my white teeth rots.
and yet

i enjoy candy with candy cuts,
i savour candy with candy cuts,
i chew on candy with candy cuts,
i bite on candy with candy cuts.

and they enjoy me with candy cuts
and they savour me with candy cuts
and they chew on me with candy cuts
and they bite on me with candy cuts.

i do say i understand
the paradox of this matter so;
candy cuts are terrible things,
candy cuts are fantastic things!

the paradox makes them even sweeter so,
this paradox makes them even enjoyable so!

candy cuts with curves and tastes,
what an enjoyable experience to experience so!

the pain and pleasure gives me pleasure,
the pleasure and pain gives me pain!
and yet

i'll settle for the in-between,
the pain and pleasure in the in-between,
the curves and tastes in the in-between,
the candy cuts in the in-between!

you may say i'm very sick,
you may say i'm very sweet
and yet

candy cuts are quite dandy,
yet quite unlike candy;
sure they keep me popping,
yet no withdrawl effects keep popping.

i'll keep rolling those curves and tastes,
while candy cuts with curves and tastes;
i'll keep popping those curves and tastes,
while candy cuts--

still--

with curves and tastes.

those curves and tastes do not harm me,
those curves and tastes do me justice!

i'm sure they do that
despite candy cuts,
i'm sure they do that
despite candy cuts.

candy cuts are things of joy,
candy cuts are things of joy;

i love candy on the tip of my tongue,
i love candy with dandy candy cuts.
and most of all,

i love candy cuts with curves and tastes,
they love me too with their candy cuts!

yes i'm sure of that,
yes i'm sure!

but maybe.


fine & dandy candy cuts