So, this is the end of my 3 day leave... soon I'll be returning to that sickening uncivilised place known as the navy... (will I get screwed if I typed that?) (a few months in DB for a single line???) (heh...) It's been almost time well spent though... I managed to get my funding for my electric guitar... I stopped buying video games... and I've found new songs on the guitar to be obsessed over.. thanks to Sean who introduced me to Magni... who in turn introduced me to LIVE's The dolphins cry sweet sweet song.... although I gotta tune down a step everytime I practise it... bleah...
So it was, so great a man, that made the beasts, Rever his hand. And through his magnificent feats and awesome displays, doubled their beauty in every way.
But such it is, that comes the end, that inevitable close, so fast and swift, it so struck its merciless blow. no more our hero in the show. Still his memory is to be cherished. Remembering his efforts, with this we bid farewell, to that one courageous soul.
over the past 4 months... I have spent appoximately...$750 on games and consoles.. I am really going overboard with this.. I still need to focus my money on 2 important items.. my iMac and my Electric guitar.... ugh....
However, entertainment-wise.. my gameboy micro and PS2 have not let me down.. currently majorly hooked on guitar hero and warioware... damn this new age abstract game concept ideas... Flailing arms wildly playing warioware thanks to the screwed up gyro-sensor.. and the whammy bar on the guitar controller is super addictive... (an indication of how deprived I am of a whammy bar....)...
from where I'm standing, things sure are changing, friends and what they do, what they think, what you thought of them, nothing's concrete... even my own determination.. desire dies out.... like yesterday... seeing the hell weekers finish hell week... heh.. only then did I realise how much of an impact it was.. sort of a baptism of fire into the diver course... I finally see the glory and pride... damn.. I wished I could've fought that resolution to get out... The seemingly endless days of training... all the shit I experienced.. then there's the thought.. and with it, I understand.. I did what I did for a reason.. so all I can do is smile.. smile for those who have passed, the proud and true... to the hell weekers.. I give all my respect and congratulations...
hmmmm... So I'm officially out of the diver course... sure, I'm gonna miss the people there once I'm posted out... but everything comes with a price as well as some satisfaction... yet I still feel so.... unfulfilled...
Damn.... in less than 24 hours... I'll be back in a hell hole... I just want out... seriously... It's not as worth it as it once was... just hope that I get out... somehow or another...
well... I haven't touched my blog in quite awhile... after being rejected by all my universities... and deluding myself that I'm 'too good for the system'... I need to find my next step.. after ns... (it's quite enticing...certain aspects of it... but I'll trade it all for 2 years of solitude.) that La Salle film degree is an option... but not a passion.. or I could try university of New South Wales.. still... 2 years is alot of time.. 2 years for the rest of my life... and I am here stuck in a confined space... stuck in regimentation... ugh...
till then however, I plan on doing something creatively challenging... anything to retain some sense of individuality... get the workings of the Japan trip out.. and save up for my iMac.