Industrial Deutsch

Has a revolution started upon my hearing mechanism? I'm in fever for German Industrial Metal these days. Thanks to the Hand, she's the one that triggered this fever actually. But actually, I've heard this kind of music in Command & Conquer: Red Alert long ago and I regret that I just found out more about this only now. I got to know about this Industrial music recently from her post- Rammstein's "Amerika" video. Damn Rammstein. They really make great sound! And other few bands that play such music like Kein Mehrheit Fur Die Mitleid (KMFDM; I prefer the full one, though), Hanzel und Gretyl (I'm listening to it as I write this), and lots other possible Industrial bands that I'm going to find out about. And yeah, I'm starting to like German so much upon listening to these bands. Such heavy beats blended with machinery sounds in there and it never bored me to listen to it. Unlike other Heavy Metal. They're sound of machine and that makes me appreciate sounds better.

I really love the word 'sound' itself. It's, alive.

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I'm a man of dualism but I'm no betrayer to my own principes; I just need to see things from different angles of thought.

At last. I think this is the best answer I have so far to explain why my minds and words keep going against themselves. Like how I call myself with a Russian name yet in the same time I want to speak German. Like how I like both Russia and Germany when I still know they were once battling on Stalingrad. Everything has its explanation. And now I know what it really is in my case, dualism.

Unidentified Fucking Objects

And they've installed Wi-fi here. So much for the threat. Well, it doesn't feel much different with the old one but I hope it will WORK every single time I want it to. And there'll be a free netbook along with this upgrade package. We should get it next week, Emperor told.
In Bahasa Malaysia today, I answered the teacher funnily, as I've always done, about the type of characters in a drama. And so she called me 'masyarakat yang terkejut', as what I'd answered her. I was embarassed, but I don't really mind actually; I like her teaching and she's kind of funny and cynical too. So I usually get backfired back when I say something funny in her class.

M'i dharyl a rouisse sporne, pediest fo hwo I slaywa tac ni heer.

Rain after Weeks.

The holiday has ended and I should be in school today. But the rain wouldn't let me do that. I was halfway to the school when it rained and I was soaked up in my white shirt and green pants. So, I had no reason why I should keep my journey to school. It's another rest day from heaven. It's a blessing, too because it had been dry for weeks before yesterday's rain.

Stromoti: Dam Crera

I've drawn my money from my account yesterday for the new wheels. No, no, just the wheels. Sport rims and tyres. Haha. My old engine looks much better now but there are still few stuffs need to be replaced. I'll have to wait for that because I have no budget right now. I've spent about $250 yesterday and I can't just take out some more money in these days. Maybe a few more weeks and my vehicle will get done completely. Can't wait for that. And yeah, I'll be rarely in here too now because Internet at home is still not working. And Emperor said threateningly a few days ago about not upgrading it. Ugh.

Existensialism? Absurdism?

"Freedom is nothing else but a chance to be better." -Albert Camus

I found out about this Albert Camus in Novel Halimunan, by Nizam Zakaria. The story's about humanity, music, melancholy, and decisions, mainly.
The quote, for me, means something that I don't really prefer as I'm not one of those motivated persons and I don't really work hard in my life. Yes, I can see freedom as a way for us to get better, to prepare ourselves for a greater responsibility towards our own life in future, but it's hard for me to make it work. To realize the expectations, dreams of mostly people around me. They don't see things like I do, or it's I don't see things like they do. Life should be of our own preferences but still based on senses. And this is hard for me as to choose, to decide what my life will be and what I myself am going to be. Shit. This is out of topic. I still have phuturaphobia in me, and this is a taboo; to talk about future.

Bludjem Sleighn

S'ti a doog awy orf me to kaem sfescionnos. Hortes t'anc aeryll anstuddren thwa I triew nda sh'tat thwa I nawt. I voel biegn dhar to anstuddren. Plemocx. Stewidt. But orf hoste woh nac aerd nda nowk thwa sith all naems, lewl, kansht. Orf, err.. I n'odt nowk. No, s'ti clataluy queti dhar orf me to certae sfescionnos ni sith bludjem Sleighn. S'ti dhar to kinth fo eth rowds nda ni eth maes miet to blujem eth stretel. Ugh.. but I lilst kiel sith. Ti skool kiel emos rofinge gaugenal nhew s'ti stuj a sleimp eon, daem stewidt by a stewidt-ednimd kraef kiel me.

Prospekt's March

I voel shting hatt leoppe n'odt aeryll anstuddren.

Hello Machine. I'm back for you to operate. Internet, after what seemed like forever, has gone back normal. Well, at least it's working now. I'm just fine. So is my school. Got a quite good result, I think. No, it's not good but it is for me, yea. My 'old engine that could' looks newer now; I've just got to save more money for some other parts that need to be replaced. It works better now, yea. About the Internet-dead-for-weeks thing, it caused something and it wasn't good. I lost my fishes in FishVille, didn't get to write about this sound machine first anniversary. And my anniversary as well. Okay, happy birthday, Kal. That's it. Thanks for Lina, too. And the post ends here.