Dusting it off by blowing it with a air pump

Three and a half years since I last posted on this blog. Many things have changed since then. Surprisingly I still follow the philosophy I developed about everything being colored in some shade of grey after such a long time. I've now left my parents and have been living on my own since May, almost exactly three years since I first stopped posting. I've taken up cooking as a possible career choice, bad idea. (thanks mom) I now work as a general manager of a store that sells ice cream and cookies. (Haagen Dazs and Nestle Toll House to be exact) I've practically stopped DJing completely about two years ago because I found I would much rather be enjoying good music rather than producing it. This can probably be attributed to the death of the man I idolized as a DJ, Seba Jun, and the subsequent year was my passion for it slowly dying. I listen to practically everything besides top 40's dance and most pop music. I've gotten into cars, went off and bought a 2005 Mitsubishi Lancer Evolution GSR. I've since tracked the car once but have taken it to the canyons. I've also since sent the car into the repair shop three times in the year that I have owned it, two times for stupid reasons and one time for massive damage to the car that warped the frame a little bit. The family has lost the house in Arcadia, and I'm happy that they have since I felt the house has been a major source of our dysfunctionality and unhappiness. I've jumped to two other majors and returned to English in the end. Gained about 50 pounds to stop at about 200. Reconnected to some teachers and professors that were major influences in my life. Gone off the deep end and have developed insomnia. Got into a love/hate relationship with games and gaming. I may or may not post on here again anytime soon. Who knows, I might feel inclined to publish more things on the internet if the planets align themselves.

Festivals are always experiences that you carry on with you forever.

I haven't been posting much at all lately, let alone at all this year.
First and foremost blog related stuff.
1) My set is broken and I haven't scrounged enough money to set myself back into working condition.
2) Without me cranking out music I have found little reason to post on this blog.

I've also went through a lot of things since my last post, some of them good, others bad.

There is such little time for me to post that I'll summarize it into two things.

1) These experiences I have went through have brought me to an epiphany in thought.

2) This epiphany has changed my philosophy.

My philosophy makes its point as so:

Man is naturally selfish.
There is no such thing as good or bad in life, black and white is a term brought about long ago to make people understand things from a relatively ignorant position. Good and bad is now (in my eyes) an outdated term for those too simpleminded to think deeper into life. What exists now is what is accepted and what isn't accepted. Think about it now, without that feeling of acceptance there is no such thing as society, passions and individualism in anyone.
Your choices aren't wrong, I may not accept your choices, but they aren't wrong.
Such can be applied to everything in life...

Happy Holidays From the Bloke that is Broke

I wish everyone Happy Holidays here!
I would be practicing to make music so I can finally post stuff on here but I have been sidetracked from it thanks to video games, school, drama, friends, sparring practice, juggling the insurance companies around after losing my car and video games to practice!
Either way, I'll be having the next month or so free to do whatever I want so after I find myself a new car I'll probably jump back onto practicing.

Post-Black Friday Blues

I carried a fair amount of money with me to San Jose for Thanksgiving. Since I had no reason to drive myself back to LA to shop with friends I figured I'd do it with family.
I stayed up the night before with about an hour of nap before I left for the stores. Figured since Gilroy is a town that is fairly empty and devoid of urban life it might be the best place to raid the local Gamestop for the Friday deals. At around 4 in the morning we left for Best Buy which was to be opened at around 5. I checked around for the camera deal they had but had found out that the cameras were already sold out within four minutes after opening. While my uncle went around shopping I went ahead and walked over to the nearby Gamestop to wait in line for the PS3 Slim bundle deal for the day. I waited an hour for it to open and was third in line to grab the 6 PS3 bundles in stock. I was unfortunate though, once it opened both cashiers instantly took in customers, mine being the slow one meant people behind me got all the bundles by the time I reached the desk. Ironic part was that the people in front of me were buying the used PS2 systems and things that wouldn't go out of stock anytime soon.
Feeling dejected and fairly annoyed I went off to shop around with my uncle, going to Target, other Gamestops and a Radio Shack for deals.

We decided to go to a Walmart for the last stop in shopping. One thing I noticed is that the Walmart we went to was also half-supermarket. Yes, they have started to become competition to the nearby food markets. Even though I said I wouldn't support Walmart by buying from them, I have only done it that day. They had in a new shipment of PS3 Slim bundles, this one carried Infamous, Arkham Asylum and a Blu-ray disc The Dark Knight. It was too much of a deal I'll have to say. Plus they told me it was fresh stock from the shipment they got less than an hour before. So I bought it from the one place I would've never expected to have bought from.

P.S. I also bought a game along with a headband ^^

It's giving part of your soul away for the savings.

Black Friday was today... I am now broke.
More details later when I'm less dead than I am.

It's like winning the lottery...

This other day after my friends have come over I felt like listening to some nice music up in my room with some nice HD visuals to go along with it. Since my PS3 could provide me with all of the things I felt like doing I decided to turn it on. Lo and behold my PS3 has done a full hardware failure on me...
It's not like this hasn't happened to me before. My 360 handed me an RRoD a while back and I handled it by selling my 360... But it's not the fact that the PS3 failed on me that's bothering me, it's the fact that there is a 5% failure rate on the system (as opposed to the 40% failure rate on the 360 first editions) that's eating me up. It's kinda like being the one guy out of a few ten-thousand to have been born with an erratic and fast growing tumor. You just felt like you won the lottery somehow, but instead of getting this "Yay~" feeling, you get this "God FML" thought at the back of your head.
Mind you though.. it's not a serious problem, I can probably fix it very easily without having to send it into the company for repairs. But by god this is just really lucky of me.

雪祭り

As I have failed to remember, I have been planning a snow trip to Big Bear for quite some time already. (Approximately 2 months ago if I recall correctly)
Though there has been a lot of procrastination in the planning of this trip, with the right amount of pushing from friends I have managed to be able to set out the final plans and invitation to the trip on facebook. If you're interested in knowing more then add me on facebook (ukki saiyuki, and no... that's not my real name) And I will send you the invite with all the information. Then again, this event isn't limited to those who have facebook either. If you happen to know me in real life and bump into me, make a mention of the trip and I'll be sure to fill you in with all the details.

As for today, I am posting because I have caught myself slowly going back to my "overly passionate about video games" persona. Seeing as I have bought two new games (Borderlands and a pre-ordered copy of Modern Warfare 2) I have noticed that my average sleeping cycle has gone to hell. I find myself sleeping during daybreak and waking up in the afternoon right before school... hopefully this doesn't persist or else it will hamper with my school life directly. But hey... it's nice to let loose and binge on your favorite past time every once in a while though. It's kinda like retail-therapy but without the holes burning into your wallet!

A sort of free service

Lately I've been putting up mini-demonstrations for my friends on Skype whenever I practice mixing. I figured the best way to improve is to have people critique me when I practice. For those interested, tell me to add you on Skype and I'll hit you up with a call whenever I practice so you can tune in!

I've also been looking toward some kind of program or site that allows me to stream the music live somewhere. If anyone has any idea's on how I should go about putting up these songs for people to listen to I'm all ears.

Also, I've been looking to changing the layout and look of my blog page... if there's anyone that can help I would be in great debt to them!

Let progress be progress

I've been putting in time for practice on my tables while balancing school tests and work, home life as well as the occasional gaming binge. I have to say that I can at least start mixing and matching on the fly now. Maybe soon I'll record and put up a short mixtape of my favorite songs. But before I let my ego get the better of me, I realize I'm still in the shallow pool since I'm still only working with techno and house. I've yet to start going deeper into other genres. Hopefully they won't be as hard as I'm making myself think they are.
On other news, I'm still on the rocks for cash and have been resorting to skipping meals in order to pay for my gas. (Yes, I know it's bad)
Hopefully someone might come and ask me to do a small gig for a party so I might be able to receive some pocket money!

Look forward to my next post because I'll probably be posting up my music mixtape by then!

It's times like these...

For those who have tried to raise a sick and dying puppy I'm fairly sure you'd understand how I feel at the moment.

It bothers me that there are people in my family (myself included) who aren't people that are reliable when it comes to socializing, be it making friends, keeping friends or socialization that is required to stay alive and connected in this day in age i.e. job searching, people management and PR. It bothers me even more when I extend a hand out to those in hopes of bringing them at least to my level and beyond, kinda like the belief where people can improve on things if they worked together, such as pointing out faults in each other and working ways to improve each other through well... connection. I love my mother... very dearly. In fact she's one of the few that I'm willing to put everything on the line for in a heartbeat. So much that 20 years of growing under negative enforcement, abuse be it physical or mental and the fact that she plays a big part in our family being a bit screwed up has not phased my love for her. I'm only writing this cause it hurts seeing someone like her headed toward a dead end and all efforts I have made have been for naught. Mind you it's one of the only things that have hurt me to the point of tears, and consideration of seeking help from a professional.

To break things down simply, my mother shows no potential of being able to live on her own without financial help from anyone. For a few years I've realized this and I've been trying to inch my way to changing her should there be a case of divorce or death (bless my dad's soul). And much like trying to polish a piece of shit, it still doesn't shine. I feel like quite the retard too... still continuously trying to polish that shit to make it shine even though something in the back of my head is screaming at me to stop and focus on more worthwhile things in life.

Life isn't any easier when you're being tricked out of your own money by people and you're broke. And with the advent of midterms in the coming weeks, as well as problems with friends as well as the itching sense loneliness looming over your shoulder, things just pile up to make that burden on your back even heavier as it was before.

Simply put... I'm posting this because I just broke down earlier, I'm guessing it's one of those cases with the straw on the camel's back or something. I'm also posting this because people have told me that writing things down will make you feel better. People have also told me that telling other people about problems in life makes you feel better. So far, it's working.

It's times like these that get me to listen to music for hours on end though... guess it's a good time to pop in a pile of random music for study eh? Emotional rushes like these help artists create art as well, so maybe this might prove helpful to me.

In any case, I'm still putting in a good deal of time I have to practicing on the tables and mixing... hopefully I'll be able to shovel something out onto here soon!