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28 February 2003

Ooh, me gut

When looking into conformity in psychology, I had to ask: "What's wrong wit' dat?", as it's a natural instinct. All creatures do it, regardless of what the 'danger' might be (i.e. one bird flies away, then another, then the rest follow. For some reason). I have also looked into anti-conformity and non-conformity. What's the difference? You're an ass if are an anti-conformist, yet kewl if you're a non-conformist. Or lazy. Both. But what if you're pandering to stereotypes merely for the irony? A-ha, you've confused.

27 February 2003

IMO

Goddamn. The most annoying thing you can see on a forum. 'IMO', which means 'In My Opinion'. Which is usually annoyingly used. Half the time it's used, it's an uneducated opinion. That's rubbish. Classic example being anybody defending the latest Mortal Kombat game, or saying that they like tATu for the music and not the lesbianism. For the Mortal Kombat game, it's shite. Yes, it's an improvement, but anything else is better. Even Soul Calibur. Even Bloody Roar. People only defend it because they are blind followers to the series of games - you wouldn't honestly say that MK:DA is a good fighter, let alone 'the best'. As for tATu, their marketing has been all about female homosexuality. Fuck the music, it's average (or at least 'that single' is).

Well, maybe not. But when defending a reason about something, even through well thought out arguments, the best response you'll get is 'IMO', which translates to 'you got me there, but I won't admit anything. I'm a twat'.

26 February 2003

Soldier Girl

Relatively interesting day. Woke up in aunt's house (after watching Jackass for a good while the previous night) with a stiff neck. God, that hurt. Anyway, I checked out the cartoons on Sky. Ohmygod. Yu-Gi-Oh-Dear-God. What a poor 'thing'. It's so bloody clichéd it makes me hurt. "Oh no! That's the living arrow!" says some big bad guy with evil white hair. Feckin' 'ell. Dexter's Laboratory is so much more, man. Anyways, left the house in Birkenhead at 'bout 10am. Bought Street Fighter 3.3. Visited Ray, who complained about his lackwit nurses who were supposed to be aiding him. Left, e-mailed work home. Spent ages getting home; why do the train lines have to be worked on AGAIN?

25 February 2003

#We wanna have fun and we wanna get wasted#

Bought Andrew W.K.'s album. Great stuff! No faffing around with subliminal messages or deep meaningful lyrics. Just great in-your-face party music. Not likely to offend and no bullshit angst-ridden words, just great. Buy.

24 February 2003

Save the world or lie trying

Gah. Ray gone hospital 'gain. Ray watched WWE: No Way Out (which had about 4 good matches). On own in house (with other siblings, of course). Japanese is truly taxing, man! Mainly because of the whole politeness thing. Spoke to an old friend (I've known him since I was 8) who felt sorry for Ray's mishaps (who wouldn't), but told me that Steve-O's (trained clown from Jackass - he went to a clown university) tour in Liverpool was truly mental. His mate was asked to go on stage and KNOCK HIMSELF OUT using a can of beer. He did it. Another person there, who was beating up some guy, was forced to sign a contract so no-one could get sued. Then about 200 people (literally) all got turns to beat the crap out of him. I wish I went.

21 February 2003

Ciao L.A.

Methinks my hair should be dyed. I was, until Raymond thought the same, going to go for Silver hair (grey-ish), but I doubt the fairground would let me get away with that. Surely shome advert would get somebody with that type of hair...but I must do so before it becomes fashion (and I don't want to start a fashion either)!

19 February 2003

End o' the world clock

I walked into F.A.C.T. today, because the automatic doors were switched to 'on'. A friendly young lady approached me. "Are you here for the private screenings?" She says. "Ye...no." I says. Maybe I should've lied. Whatever, the place would probably boost Liverpool's hope of 'European Capital of Culture 2008' by a long way. As long as there isn't any favouritism and Oxford wins. Grrr.

17 February 2003

What happened to Finley Quaye?

Actually, I know of a very good reason to learn Hirigana - so I can play Mojibribbon (to some extent). It's the sequel to Vib Ribbon and uses text instead of music. It looks majestic.

Telephone callings

[Adam picks up telephone]
Phone: Beep! Beep!
Adam: Woah.
Woman: Sorry we're just trying to fax you.
Adam: Eh?
Woman: This is Ainsdale CVs, isn't it?
Adam: No. It's...my house.
Woman: Oh, sorry, wrong number.
Adam: Hmmm...
[Puts down 'phone]

I've been playing Shenmue again. The first game is so slow and tedious, yet I need those moves! I can't remember why, but mainly because moves like 'Swallow Dive' are truly kewl. Plus, I will properly advance to the sequel so I can do the duck races. Once again.

14 February 2003

Not aloud?

Since it's Valentine's Day, I slander it. To sound grumpy. Oh ho, not really, but that's the excuse. Why need a single day to express love in the greatest form you can? You're a couple; you should be expressing your love all the time. Isn't that why you got together? Of course, if when I have a love on a Valentine's Day in the future, I wouldn't slander my love if she were to present a card, it wouldn't be nice. Capitalism wins again.

10 February 2003

It's-a-me, Super-o

Sorry about the recent posts, they pretty much sucked. A lot. So here's a real post.

Friday has a funky face

On Friday, I had a seminar in my 'History of Modern Psychology' class, which I have about four of. And I heard teacher. And ashamedly, I laughed. "Hello, I am Peter, I am from Germany" in the ol' typical accent. I kept thinking about things like 'Hermann the German' (clearly a poor stereotype of German people, but this guy fitted the rules), forcing myself into a muffled laughter (I don't think anybody else laughed; I was the only male), which nobody noticed. Honestly, this was the type of guy who would say "it is, how you would say, blah blah" (replace blahs with complicated word, like assertive). It was too easy a joke, but I was able to accept that he was an okay teacher.

Except, since we were supposed to say if statements were opinionated, falsifiable, unprovable or observable, I kept contesting most things 'Peter' said were observable, like 'Water boils at 100 degrees celcius'. "Well," I said, in a bookworm-esque way, "there are places on Earth were water would require greater temperatures to boil", to which he replied in a defeated kind-of way "ah, you are, how you say, correcting" or something like that. Eventually, I got into some kind of argument by saying the 'All fish have gills' is falsifiable if you found one fish without gills. Excellent.

Early 90s: rock on!

In an attempt to cheer myself up, I bought the new Audioslave album (Rage Against The Machine without Zach de la Rocha, but with Soundgarden's Chris Cornell), promising 'none of that political stuff'. And was a great album it is! I honestly never thought it would work, but it does. Amazing. I also got the offering from Zwan (new band consisting of Jimmy Chamberlin and Billy Corgan from Smashing Pumpkins, amongst others), excellent mellowed-out stuff.

08 February 2003

Oh man

Is this is what it's like to be lonely? Damn.

I think you'll agree with me: 'One Hot Minute' is the best RHCP album

Man! It was a relief to see Ray ok, after the troubles he had on the previous days. Not content with things I'm doing at the moment (i.e. nothing much, 'specially exercise), I need...something. Probably a woman, but I think I need a musical instrument. Like a guitar or drums. Or a monkey butler. Or an aardvark. Or something. At least, at the moment, nothing seems to entertain, regardless of how hard I try to like. God'amn.

06 February 2003

Low

I'm low at the moment. Raymond is going through too much shit. He's 1 minute younger than me, for fuck's sake. He's going through things that a problematic alcoholic would be going through, not what a destroyed body has to go through. He's in pain. He was told that he could have had heart failure, goddamnit. Whilst that isn't something that will properly burden him, his liver, his abdomen, he stomach, his feet, his skin, his pancreas will. It's shit.

Get well.

04 February 2003

Je m'appelle Adam

Bleugh! Today was my first lesson in Japanese, where the class, which, for the first time in my education history, contains very diverse cultures (and British isn't even the dominant culture). Of course, I'm not one of those who started to like Japanese from when Pokémon was shown on TV, but far earlier (can't remember when). But still, this lesson was a piece of tough, for the fact that I have to learn a new alphabet (consisted of 40-odd letters), having to learn new symbols, and having to be precise with pronounciation. I could remember Hajimameshite Adam deku, which is "My Name is Adam" (I think), but this was only remembered by the use of an old Romanian footballer (Haji), an emulator (MAME) and a 'hilarious' swearword (shite), as well as a nut from Zelda (deku). Need...do...better! I'm out [does not insert Japanese to end].

03 February 2003

Screwy Trains

Today, I am mostly pissed off with...Arriva Trains. With a shit service and overpriced fares, I wonder why they're allowed to get away with it. I was stranded on the way to Liverpool, and thus was resigned to going home (and proceeding to do nothing). I goddamn hate their stupid goddamn faces at the goddamn Arriva trains.