Succuming to the Web 2.0 Cult Invention of Instantaneous Updates of Current Surroundings

So.... the full extent of summer has resulted in me completely immersing myself in all of Web 2.0 and its horrible offerings. Noticing that my Facebook status updates have become more and more like Twitters... I have decided to proceed with the next logical step. Quite... quite embarassing. I hope I don't... make this a daily habitual thing.



The link to my Twitter

Update on The Summer

Well, school has finally ended, and I have had time to move out of Union Square into the Financial District, where I'll be living and working this summer. I am really grateful to have been able to find a place that is really close to where I work, along with having one of the most breathtaking views in a room, just as good as the view of the City that I had in London. Thank you kate again for lending the room.

Well unfortunately this year academically has just been very underperforming. To be honest, my expectations of upperclassmen classes were just interesting. I thought that as I got rid of the GE's I would be able to take more classes that interested me, but that never came. I still have to get through the burden of the classes that make a "well-rounded" person. Sometimes I really hate being a liberal arts student, I wish I went to more of a specialized school, but hey one year left what can you do. The only saving grace I have is that I will hopefully be able to take a Studio Art Minor next year. My only wish is now to do damage control on the grades and make sure nothing too drastic happens.

Gotta love summer, the weather is getting warmer, the sun is shining. The same old same old of drab classes and little motivation to even stimulate your mind is over. I am jumping into something new, and I'm excited, nervous, and anxious all wrapped in one ball. Until then, just sit back for the next week and relax. Get back into shape, get rid of the love handles, and enjoy the view out of my window, while saying goodbye to all the friends going home for the summer, or in case of the summer, for good.

Never Forgetting Where you Originated, and how you developed those idiosyncratic tendencies.

Finals are halfway through, just wanted to take a moment to stop everything and wish a very very warm Mother's Day to my mum. She g-checked me when I was being reckless, encouraged me when I was doing well, was there when I was buggered out, and is still the best soup-maker I have ever seen. I thank you for being there for me even when I was a punk for those years between middle school and high school, and I will try everything to make it up for you for being a fantastic mom.

For everyone else out there, take some time off and call your mom, she'll greatly appreciate it.



Pez did a great song to sum it up:

Setting off to Finish What They Started

So A-Live and the rest of the OnTrak and Malado family are off to UMass Amherst this weekend to perform for UMass' Spring Concert 2009. They'll be opening for Lupe Fiasco and rocking people of their feet with their music. If you missed my previous post, A-Live won the Battle of the Bands competition a few weeks back and gets this opportunity to be the opening act for the concert. If all goes well A-Live will be approached by Lu and he'll go "So A-Live looks like you are able Cool It like me". Best of luck to them. Here's how they got there, in the form of Green Street TV: Episode 2 "The Road the Lupe"







If you like their performances, and like the song "Cloud 9", help the guys out by doing them a favor. They are entered in a competition to get signed by an independent record label, and the winner is decided by internet participation. Please go to Song Joust, type in "University of Massachusetts" under the search query and click on the track "Cloud Nine" when it pops up. The more votes, the better the chance of getting signed. Spread the word!

'till then, its off until finals are over.

Utilization of Natural Light Sources

So it was a fantastic weekend, with the weather great and the sun shining. It was a shame that most of my Sunday was sent catching up on work, but the reason was because Saturday I spent my day at East River Park basking in the sun and partaking in some olympic festivities. Not the ones you're familiar with, like shotput, 100M dash, triple jump. But more of pushups with someone sitting on you, sit ups while doing chubby bunnies, the lot. The only regret is only getting a quarter shade tanner, but like working out, tanning is a journey not a destination. Just have more areas to work on. So after the festivities I was able to watch some of my friends play basketball. I should have taken pictures looking back on it, because the theme is the same everytime:

1. Group of my friends ask if they can play next game
2. The other people say yes, and look at them with a puzzled look because all of my friends don't look like they can ball.
3. They realize that Derik Kumagai just broke their ankles three times while doing a 360 reverse layup after pickpocketing them in the defensive end.
4. They realize that this 6 foot 3 160 pound Yao Ming fake wannabe thats scrawny as a stick just swatted your shot, twice, in a row.
5. They realize that this short puny Indian kid named A-Live is draining shots in front of them.
6. They get angry because they realize that they're down 5 buckets to a group of rag tag bamas.
7. Game over, our side wins.

Got to love city ball. Next time I'll get some pictures of those games up, but these will do:










'twas a good weekend. Green Street TV Episode 2 coming soon, just finishing up a few things.

Relishing the Emergence of Natural Lightsources

Outlook for this coming weekend and continuation into the next few days:


Go outside, its going to be nice this weekend. Weekend pictures will be up soon, along with Green Street TV Episode 2: The Road to Amherst


California boy is too excited to go outside - later.

The Underperformance of Life

So in the morning after the Sharks blew it once again (touchy subject), and are booking a one way ticket to Chokesville, the rain has decided to pour once again into the stressed out lives of NYU students. In the weeks before the final people are stressing, weather decides to be crummy and dump on us again. How great. Along with my umbrella getting obliterated by the 25mph winds, I decide to do curious thing and check the weather back home. Horrible, horrible decision. Lets compare shall we:


New York ^

Saratoga, CA ^


Mmm, as the common person would say "FML". But not entirely F, just a little sucky. At least my registration went through with no dramas; don't know how I'm going to be surviving doine 8AMs all week but.... we'll figure it out as we get there.

If its sunny outside and you are reading this instead of going outside, I yell in envy at you.