No more

Was driving home last night. This car was on a left only lane and I was on the lane right beside him most likely in his blind spot. (btw, when I say him…I mean him or her…) anyway, he wasn’t signalling and I thought “I hope he’s not an idiot…” And guess what? The fucker was an idiot. All of a sudden his lane ends and he’s about to crash into me. If I wasn’t paying attention it would been a 3 car pile up since the car behind me wasn’t too far before me. This was one of those few instances where I’ve used the horn. Horn count = 2. I never use the horn unless it’s absolutely necessary.

Sigh.

Was at the powerhouse museum yesterday and this kid had his leg caught in one of the swings and is more or less yelling in pain. What do you do? I was like 1m away, who the fuck knows where the parent was. In the end I decided to just leave that shit alone and mind my own business. Seriously, this is what the fucking world has come to, where you’re scared to help in case you get blamed for the situation and land in court for being a child molester. I was also snapping pictures of my brother and was somewhat waiting for some pompous parent to walk up to tell me off for taking pictures of little kids.

Sigh.

In a way we all have ownership issues.

Whatever.

Universe works in mysterious ways

So I went K with a bunch of friends on Monday. Yup it was Monday. I lost my headphones that day. I didn’t realise until Thursday that I had lost them. On Wednesday I was late for work and didn’t bother looking for them. On Thursday I was off to my run and couldn’t find them…and that’s when I realised that they were GONE.

I was sad panda. The thing with tech is that you always get something that’s better than the previous pair. I wasn’t planning on topping a $100 pair of headphones any time soon. Gah! I think I left it on the table at K when I took them out of my pocket…sigh.

So I was googling around and found a pair of earphones off the apple website that also featured volume controls for the iphone/ipod, but those were around $120. I was like “Fuck that…” and decided against it.

The previous time when my headphones broke I held off buying headphones for a whole year. It was unbelievable, I couldn’t believe I spent 1 year without listening to music on my way to uni/work and back. Anyway…

Funny story.

Yesterday my mum gets back from work and is all like “John I found something, I think it’s an ipod.” I got slightly excited when she took out a thin version of an iphone. Ipod Touch! W00t. So 20 minutes later, it was on Ebay for a one day listing and I had sold it for $159. Not bad considering I sold a brand new Ipod Touch for $205 on ebay. Anywho…

The interesting thing is that my mum also found a pair of earphones that accompanied the ipod. I didn’t take too much notice of it. Made by some brand I’ve never heard of. I more or less dismissed them. Today, I went running again and I couldn’t stand running without music so I went against what my instincts told me and used a stranger’s earphones. Shut up.

The music quality wasn’t too bad (but then again I don’t have the best judgement of music quality). I got back home and decided to look them up.

Found the website and looked it up. They only had 4 models that looked like mine but only one of them matched the visuals exactly. Ultimate Ears 700. RRP USD$199.99. WHAT. THE. FUCK.

I once told a friend that using a pair of someone else’s earphones is like using a used needle. (Okay…maybe not that extreme.) After telling said person of what I’ve discovered I of course was labeled a hypocrite. My response was “if the needle is gold plated…then sure…why not?”. I hope I don’t get hearing-aids. Get it? Hahaha.

Anywho…I ran for 25 minutes today. 4 laps around Kogarah park. The block is 927m so I ran 3.7km in 25 minutes. It’s a start I guess. Tomorrow I’ll go for 30 minutes. I was running and listening to Immortal Technique, a new artist I have discovered through Reddit. I find I breathe a lot easier when running to a beat. On Thursday I gave up after only 2km.

I lose a pair of earphones, end up finding another pair that’s twice as good.

Funny how that works huh?

If only it can be said about grey hoodies.

The Prestige

By special request.

I’ll humour you.

Since I don’t have my PC any more, I’ve been using WebUI to control utorrent. I initiated a 22gb torrent hoping for it to download offpeak. My father had realised said torrent and decided to force start it. Naturally, it resulted in downloading 22gb onpeak, leaving me with 20% of my onpeak remaining, with half a month to go. Thankfully, TPG now caps at 1mbps, which isn’t too bad. Although I’ll have to pause my youtube videos for them to buffer once it gets capped.

So anywho, the torrent is “Mind Fuck Movies”. Basically movies that leave the audience in a “wtf” stage throughout parts of the movie. Movies like 12 Monkeys, Donnie Darko, Pi, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind etc etc. I decided to watch “The Prestige” again. This is one of the best movies I’ve watched. I thought I’d pick up things I’ve missed during my first viewing but to be quite honest I didn’t. I guess it just wasn’t “mindfuck” enough. I still remember watching it at the cinemas. It was with Fobsquad. I can only remember coming out of the cinema though. I found it rather frustrating yet amusing at the same time. As soon as we exited, you had people who were asking wtf just happened, and then people explaining situations. I personally thought it was quite clear as to what happened. I remember talking to Jase about the movie, one of the few people that don’t find the need to forcefully explain the plot in order to show that they understood it. I kid you not, I’ve experienced movies where the person next to me suddenly gets an epiphany and feels the need to explain it whilst the movie is going on. “Okay dude, you’re not the only person to realise this, stfu and watch the rest of the movie”. I have a problem with people talking in movies. It really shits me.

Anywho.

The thing with Mindfuck movies is that I always find different ways of reading it. But I can’t seem to read it differently for “The Prestige”. I remember writing a blog about it actually and I quoted “Nobody cares about the man in the box”. Okay I just did a quick search through my blog and I can’t find it. Although I did find that I’ve watched Prestige a second time already. So this is actually my third viewing. However, I dod remember writing about it…maybe it was one of those blogs where I wrote…but later deleted. I tend to do that a lot. Most of the time I write a fucking essay at night. Wake up in the morning just to delete it hoping nobody’s read it. I digress. God I love that word. Digress. I digress yet again.

“Nobody cares about the man in the box”.

Am I in a box right now? Or am I out on stage? What is the box? What is the stage? I really can’t think of anything to represent them to be honest.

Let me try.

The box for me is mediocrity. The box is the comfort zone.

The stage is exciting. It’s outside the comfort zone. It’s unknown.

The box is predictable, 8 corners, 6 sides, everything joined together in an orderly manner.

The stage changes. You adjust to the stage. The stage doesn’t wait. The stage doesn’t stop.

Things are only awkward if you make it awkward. Don’t let it be awkward.

That is all.