A STOMPer saw this youth sucking on a lollipop in the train.

In his email to STOMP today (Sept 5), the STOMPer wrote:

“I saw this guy enter the train with a lollipop in his mouth, sucking it from Novena to Khatib stations.

“These shots taken just before he left the train.”

Took Arlo swimming and after worrying a little as Makka Pakka (stuffed toy) had to stay in mummy's locker rather than coming to the pool, he soon got the gist. Indeed he soon wanted to just go swimming without the help of either of us. Absolutely fantastic - Arlo's not been near a swimming pool for what must be over a year. We tried to take him while in London but he fell asleep in the car on the way over and we ended up just looking at the torrential rain from our car in the car park. It was like a Scottish holiday - several Scottish holidays come to that.

Arlo is now prepared for his swimming class on Monday. 

We then went to the farm shop for veg - Arlo regarded the young man (lord I sound like I'm forty sometimes, don't I?) and observed: "Man, Boots, Jeans".

We then went to Sainsburies - mainly for tins - and Arlo revealed he can say Onion. All very impressive. Plus he didn't go to sleep before tea AND he still had time to get everyone to dance to Reuben Gonzalez before bed.

Like I say, there are days.

Also, when an alcoholic says that they know they have a problem, but continue to drink, they are living in bad faith. If they truly knew they had a problem, they would stop drinking immediately. However, they continue to knock back the beers when they get off work.

My name is Gary Gamza, and I am living in bad faith.

For nearly three years now, I have been, so far as my brain understands, in love with a boy. Over this third of a decade, I have been told time and time again that nothing was ever going to happen between us. Yes, I said that there was evidence to the contrary, and even now I remain confused on how some events transpired. In the last year or so, I have told people that I finally know that he will never have those feelings towards me.

Now, if I really knew that, why do I feel this way? Why does each day contain the tiniest glimmer of hope that something will change? Why does he remain the object of daydreams and the like? What keeps me going with this infatuation when there is nothing but my own thoughts to feed the flames?

Because I have a serious problem. I cannot accept that we aren't going to be together. Yes, parts of me have resigned to that fact, but others continue to rebel. They whisper that everything will work out in The End. That all my "hard work" will pay off.

My name is Gary Gamza, and I am living in bad faith.

I want to let go. I don't want to let go. It's all so fucking contradictory. So much time is spent running through years of experience, hoping to find a moment that will prove my theory. Each day waiting for a word of something new.

I don't want it anymore. I don't want to feel this way, but part of me continues to cling to it. Honestly, it feels as if it has become routine to have these feelings towards him. I am not mad at him nor sad about what the outcome is. I just want to let it go, but some part of me refuses.

It's easy to make excuses, though. That grasping piece of me is still just that: me. I can control what goes on with my life. There are no greater forces controlling the outcome, moving us around like pieces in a chess game. Sure, they enjoy a little intervention here and there. Life has to remain interesting, right?

I'm not sure of what I am trying to say. I think this may be a call to action. I understand that getting closure in this situation rests solely on my shoulders, but I really need some help. I don't know what anyone can do for me, but I sure do enjoy the company.

I'm sorry for being such an ignorant fuck. I should have known better. I'm the guy everyone comes to for help, and I can't help myself.

That always seems to be the way these things work, huh?

Photos were cross-processed. I just love cross-processing!

My grandfather saw me through my 16 years of life on this Earth. He fed me with love and care. I threw tantrums at him in the past yet his love remain unchanged. He has never led me wrong with his wise words. I truely love him more than any other human beings.

할아버지생일축하함니다! 사랑해요!

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So the english papers today were neither difficult nor easy. Well I'm just glad that I have no more papers for the next 3 weeks! I'm feeling so lethargic from all those late nights, but here I am typing this entry in the wee hours of the night. I need to sleep really badly............

PS : Of course I wasn't really at Antarctica, in case any of you are wondering.

So I just got back last night, and... let's see. I still have to listen to SHINee's new album, and FT Island's.

So what else has happened? In list form because there's a lot! XD

1. Ice released a new song, called I See U... and it's really cute! And there's a Japanese rap that Ice wrote himself, and it's a fun dancy song that's very much in Ice's style. To me the song sounds pretty Japanese, but then I'm not that familiar with Jpop, so iono. The MV should be out sometime this month, and the nang ek is Peak, and when I heard that I was just like FUDGE MY LIFE! Why does it have to be the only only only girl I don't like?! UGH I CAN'T STAND HER FACE! And her trying to be cute! Ugh. But it's Ice, sooo whatevs. Listen to I See U here!

2. Tor+ released a new song, called มั้ง? (Munk?), and IT'S SUPER SUPER SUPER CUTE!!!! And Tor+ rocks! Watch the MV! My only problem with this MV is that I WISH HE WOULD JUST GET A DAMN PIANO BENCH ALREADY!! He looks so awkward playing the piano like that! XP Watch it here.

3. B.O.Y has a new MV! It's for their latest single, Ter Narak, which I think is a really cute song except for the really cheesy English. Tengneung is cuuuuuuuuuuute! :D This MV is footage of them and their fans. Watch it here.

4. C-Quint has a new MV. Iono why I bother with this, because they really can't sing, and I really hate that. -_- Watch it here.

5. SHINee has a new MV! It's for Love Like Oxygen. How I could save this for after C-Quint, I don't even know. Watch it! Love it! Love SHINee! I really wish Minho wouldn't look at the camera like that, though. If he keeps doing that, I'm gonna get carted off to jail for sure. *flail*

[credit to misterkrabspatties]

6. This isn't a new song or MV or anything.. but 2 of my most favorite groups together yay! It needs to be seen! All I could think while watching this was AWWWWWWWWWWWWW *brain explodes from all the cuteness* SHINee + SJ-H performing Miracle (CAN YOU SAY AWWWWWWW?) on Mnet M!Countdown on the 4th (today!) Look at Minho + Teukie!!!!!!! AWWWWWWWWWWW!

[credit to misterkrabspatties]

7. I saved the best for last, really! Peck Aof Ice's We R One concert VCD FINALLY FUDGING CAME OUT!!! Not too long before I left. So of course I ran out and bought it and watched it immediately. WAH I LOVED IT SOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH! I want to post Peck's Gun Lae Gun! If no one uploads it, I'll do it my freakin' self. I might also want to upload the part where Ice cries. AWWWWWWWW poor Ice, being sick and fresh out of the hospital and everything. But he gives his all every time. SU SU! But for now, here's Ice's Kon Jai Ngai with Chompoo Araya.

It maybe sounds very innocent and irrellevant. They are only kids. But how the heck can she learn that it's not ok for boys to touch her - if it's ok now?? And I think it's important for the boy to learn now also...

What do you think? Are we over reacting? I don't think so,, I really think it is a big deal. This is bothering her. (and me) I think this is one of the most important things for a girl to learn - to be prepared for the future.. to be prepared for the big bad world and all the big bad boys.

Bueno esto es Skalariak, una banda de Ska bien clasicon, al mejor estilo rude boy, bueno vastante lindo....

Skalariak - Radio Ghetto

01 Sarrera IV
02 Viento Del Ghetto
03 Despideme
04 El Tiempo Tuyo
05 Luna De Barcelona
06 Errainuaren Modura
07 Los Golpes
08 Jose Republica
09 La Solucion
10 En Mi Nombre
11 En El Callejon
12 Guantanamo
13 Radio Ghetto

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It seems as though the more technologically advanced we become, the harder it is to shop for children. For little boys, it always comes down to choosing the Lincoln logs or the fancy new video game system. Which would he choose?

Just remember this, there are a few things about little boys that never change. They love bugs, trucks, blocks and dirt! Below are several gift ideas that your little boy is sure to adore!

One ~ A Jumbling Tower

"A fun building game asks you to stack colorful wood blocks to the sky, but a roll of the dice could send your tower tumbling!" My three year old has a ball just setting them up and knocking them down, we have never even played the actual game!

Two ~ A Dump Truck

"When it's time to bring in the heavy machinery, nothing gets the job done like a hard-working dump truck. This one gets its power simply by rolling the wheels a few times!" Satisfying the needs of little boys to play in dirt with trucks, this awesome dump truck is the perfect gift! Maybe you can even get him to help clean up all the wrapping paper with his new truck!

Three ~ Wood Snail Alphabet Puzzle

"Kids will have fun as they learn the alphabet putting this snail-shaped jigsaw puzzle together!" Boys love bugs! When they see bugs, they have got to touch them. This adorable snail puzzle will not only satisfy their need to play with a bug, but will teach them the alphabet as well!

Four ~ Wood Helicopter Toy

"A brightly painted, carved wood helicopter in fun, bubbly shapes gets little pilots high on imagination!" This helicopter is so neat! It is shaped in bubble blocks, perfect for putting together and taking apart.

Five ~ Safari Park Play set

"Set up a safari adventure in your living room with this fun 250-piece action track that sends your battery-operated truck into crocodiles and snakes, over bridges, into traps, and much more!" Perfect for keeping him occupied for hours! Once he starts driving over crocs and snakes he will never want to play with anything else!

These gift ideas are only a small selection of what is out there. But remember when you are buying a gift for a little boy, they love bugs, trucks, blocks and dirt. So, getting him anything that satisfies those needs for him will be the perfect gift!

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Here we are back from the holiday weekend ready to get started on this painting.  I will have the parent take a look and make the final suggestions and we'll start to paint.  Since the last time I posted this drawing I changed the mouth, refined the ear, and also worked on the eyes.    The bridge of the nose seems a bit wide, but remember all small children have a very wide bridge as they do not yet have the cartilage for the higher more thin bridge of an adult.   Shadows will be utilized to create the illusion of the bridge between the eyes thus setting the eyes back into the head and the brows sitting over the eyes.

At this stage you'll want to decide your palette. Keep in mind some of this is decided for you.  The client wants the painting to have a bit of an African feel so the colors will be warm except fot the trees  tops which will be green. Usually with so many warm colors the obvious green would be a less yellow green and to use a bit of blue in the green, this will compliment the warm colors.   (Compliments are always opposite on the color wheel)  But thinking about the African feel, we may stay with at least some of the yellow green because this is also an African color.  When I say African colo, I mean colors which remind you of African cloth or of clothing worn by native Africans.  Since I have never been to Africa its safe to ask the customer in this case what they feel are African colors.  Commissions are not your vision, they are the clients, so its important for you not to project your needs above theirs. 

There are many skin tones and usually if the child is anything but of color you will not paint the child as dark as the child actually is because the child will appear to be of color.  Its very important for you to select skin tones lighter than the child's actual skin tone.   Also many tans,  browns and reddish brown will make the skin appear dirty or ruddy. Avoid this at all cost.  The delicate skin of a child dictates an almost transparent skin color regardless of the child's photo. 

Combinations of blue, red and yellow are best.  Although many fine painters will also use burnt sienna I strongly feel that beginning students should use this color in only very thin washes.  It can become dirty very quickly and repeated glazes makes it worse.   I have also used with great success cobalt violet which is a cool undertone seen in many Mediterranean  skin tones.   The problem with this color and use of any of the green skin tones may result in a customer who feels it's not life like and too "Artsy"  (although green and violet have been used for skin tones since the Renaissance), most folks today relate to photos which will not show these tones in the skin.

I'll be right back,  I'm creating my Palette for this little guy.  Get your pencil ready because you will want to make a record of these color combinations.

Colors for child's face and hair

Cerulean blue

Cad yellow light

French Ultra marine blue

cobalt blue

cobalt violet

Alizarian crimson,

raw sienna / yellow Ochre

Burnt umber/burnt sienna

Rose madder/ Permanent Rose

Quin Sienna

new gamboge

For the light skin tone of the face... the three main colors will be Permanant rose, Cad yellow light and Cobalt blue.   Before I actually start this mixture I will paint a wash of Cerulean blue over the shadow side of the hair.    I will paint a raw sienna wash on the light side of the hair.  Paint this wet into wet and allow the portion where the light is shining to stay white.  This is the underpainting for the hair.  Then while that is wet I will paint right into this blue the color of the face which will be the cad yellow and the Permanant rose.  This mixture should look almost like water with very little value.  Whatever you do...  Do not make green with the mixture.  The cad yellow and the blue make green so mix in enough red so the yellow and blue do not  mingle.   if you do not use cads you can substitute  a very light wash of naples yellow with a touch of burn't sienna with the permanant rose.  Let this dry..

color of the eyes will be French ultra marine blue and Burn't sienna

Rose madder will be used to warm up the skin in areas such as under the nose.

Cerulean blue will be between the eyes

Burn't umber will be used for some of the shadow and darker less warm areas of the face.

Over the shadow side of the face, you will use cobalt violet or cobalt blue...

I came across this sculpture in Takayama. It's of three kids, two of whom seem to be teasing the boy in the picture, who is crying so hard that snot is coming out of his nose. This is almost as good as "Space Dolphins."

I emailed Spider today. I ummed and ahhed over it, whether I should or not, and in the end decided that probably the worst that would happen would be that he did not respond at all. My email was very casual, informing him that the baby is a little boy, and that he is well, and gorgeous, and destined for greatness and all that.

He didn't reply. I wasn't expecting it, so I'm not upset. I've done my bit, I've kept him informed. It's up to him if he chooses to respond. But I can't help myself screaming inwardly, 'Pathetic, juvenile, cowardly FUCKWIT!!!'

To add insult to injury, my own father has not contacted me either. I've texted and emailed him to let him know he's going to have a grandson, and I've sent the scan pics, but no response at all. This hurts me even more than Spider's silence, actually. I'm hoping that it's just that he's gone away - but he would have taken his mobile, surely - and he KNEW that I was having the scan and would be finding out the sex of the baby, so surely he would have made sure he had his phone on him... and would have been checking it? This is his first grandchild!! Isn't he excited about it? Or is my son going to be lacking in both fatherly and grandfatherly love? Now I'm getting myself upset so I need to calm down. There's probably a simple explanation.

I'm not going to let anyone bring me down about my baby. Work-stress, dad-absense or granddad-silence. I'm over the moon with love for him, and nothing and no one can take that away from me!

Recently Cal had a new development and acquired glasses. He's only 2! So this for sure needed to be documented! :) It's THE cutest thing ever and I think he looks just like the little boy from "Jerry Maguire."

Here he is looking for "ucky bugs" as he would say :)

Gotta have a close-up of those glasses - too cute!

Then we headed to the front yard to play with some leftover Easter sidewalk chalk.

Catching some bubbles momma made:

Trying to blow some bubbles of his own:

Then he got it! We had to pretty much tear the bubbles away from him he loved it so much! :)

Grasp the tail end of summer while you can everyone! It won't be here forever! :)

Barbora jest hersztem.

Andrej i Barbora mówią, że w Telgarcie była taka powódź, że podtopiło starostę. Woda lała się przez całą ulicę i była taka więcej głęboka.

Mówili też o lesie. W lesie są wilki i niedźwiedzie. Raz krowa zapuściła się trochę za daleko i został z niej sam szkielet i głowa. W głowie jedno oko siedziało, a drugie całkiem zwisało.

As far as the Favorite is concerned:  If the man does not care enough to at least follow up with a update after dropping that bomb on me then he is a jerk.  He has changed or my memory is faulty.  Either way it is way past time to let go.  [I am going to keep telling myself that until it becomes reality]

As far as the Poet is concerned:  I am not a big enough person to put almost 2 months of hot and heavy behind us and play pretend.  I do not need friends that I once slept with. 

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Yesterday I bought a camera.  I want to learn to take those gorgeous quality photos I have seen on other blogs.  Hopefully I will post some soon.

I need to take my placement test to structure my schedule for college.  And I am sure once those classes start I will be super busy. 

I need to get back in my tri schedule.  I have kept up with the running but that is about it.  I need to start cycling and swimming again. 

I need to reclaim my life and embrace it as a single person.  With a teenage son that does not want anymore change in his life.

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It has been a little over 9 months since I left the Volcano and 5 months since we were divorced.  The lag time was only because I hated to bring up the subject during the holidays.  So much of my life has changed and I think I need to finally take it all in.  Become comfortable with my life and the direction it is going.

Next summer I will be ready to date again.  In the meantime I want to work on my social skills which are terrible.  I was painfully shy growing up and although I will never be a social butterfly, I need to be more friendly and open.  Not so guarded and closed.

Really have to stop it though.

Going to the cinema tonight with MM.  He was a bit pissy last night when he first arrived but I'm sure he was just tired with all his travelling.  Later he was lovely :) awwww he's so great :D can't wait to see him tonight :) xoxo

__________________Love-Lost-Love_____________________

The greatest weakness of men is woman and the greatest strength is also a woman. In my case, my biggest problem, at the moment was a girl and the biggest weapon to counter it was a woman- my mom. Though, I still get dizzy thinking what if mom had come to know about my first crush. Even then, she used to tease me with names, but the fact is, every parent does this, until they find out that their wards have really taken them seriously. 

I was kind of tensed the other day when my English teacher, who is still considered as one of the most horrifying ones, taunted me for my falling concentration in her classes. This was something very new to me, as English has always been my favourite subject. Added to this were the strange looks and her cautiously chosen words – like you are getting distracted…why suddenly etc. I could eat properly, attend classes or even talk to Shalee properly. She asked me several times, why I was tensed. But I could reply; I just evaded the question.

Finally, I decided to do it. I called her out from her class during the class intervals. She was smiling when she was just a few inches away from me. I wonder whether she could have anticipated the words I was going to utter. It made me feel worse, she was so innocent and was so full of love, I really didn’t want to spoil her day, but was left with no option.

I was weak kneed by the fact that someday a small bet could ruin my life…or I was just thinking stupid. Finally I spoke after a few minutes of creepy silence, ‘I am afraid we can’t continue…’

Her smile faded to give way to a shocked look. I couldn’t handle the situation, so I walked out. She didn’t ask and I never ever thought to reason with her. I accept, I was a jerk, a big buffoon or in much harder language – a basturd. And even today, whenever I see her, I never find to mutter the courage to look in her eyes and converse. I still feel so ashamed of myself, though she still tries and asks my sister why I don’t talk to her. May be this blog is my way of saying sorry to her, if she will ever read.

Continuing with the anecdote…

Life wasn’t simple at all and all sorts of hormonal, emotional and physical intricacies kept creeping up again and again. After the break-up me and Shalee both were asked by hundreds of people that why we broke –off. But though me and Shalee had never ever sat down to find a common answer, I found out that we both were, though very surprisingly, giving the same answer that we were never together and are still good buddies.

The only time me and she met up in the school was art class. I simply hated the art teacher ‘coz she felt every child should and does posses the talent of drawing. I was terrible at it. That’s why I never used to carry my drawing book to school. but that day it was a different art class, a class I will never forget.

I was sitting in the art room, with few of my friends, when Shalee entered the class with Rohit; he was the school football team captain. I don’t know why, suddenly I started feeling very uncomfortable and irritated. May be because, I had never imagined her, spending her time with someone else. I tried to look the other side and distract myself, but in vain. The teacher finally asked me the routine question: have you brought our drawing book? And I riposted with a usual ‘NO.’ but this time she had other plans so she asked me to get out of her class.

I could have happily escaped the art trauma, but when I saw that Rohit was slipping a drawing sheet to Shalee, it made me sic. I knew that she would also have forgotten to bring her sheet, and this jerk was trying to be a gentleman. That pissed me like hell and so, I replied my teacher- why me, when there are others who have also not brought their books?

The arrow hit the bulls-eye, Shalee’s eyes got wet. A few seconds later, a tear traversed through her left eye and vanished somewhere near her lips. The teacher rushed to her, she was one of her favourites and teachers freak-out whenever someone hurts their pets. After constant persuasion, Shalee just said, she was having a headache.

And that made me feel smaller. She could have said anything and ma’m knew that it was my comment that made her cry; and that’s exactly why, I felt like a sadist. That day I realised that I did probably win a bet, but in order to save my head, when I broke-off, I lost much more precious thing – someone who truly loved me.

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