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Friday, September 1, 2000
the world turns on but i'm not going anywhere.
Friday, September 1, 2000
Well, it's been a week now at the NC School of the Arts. What do I have to say? I am frankly speechless, but I will make a feeble attempt to sum it all up.
I go to Calculus at 8:00. There are about...8-9 people in there. The first day of class, the teacher comes in casually, and tells us some objectives we can reach during the year and explains how math can apply to things in the real world. I've never had a teacher do this in public schooling.
After only an hour-long class, we casually leave (with no bell) to go for a ten minute break...unless you don't have a class next, then you can do whatever you want. Next I go to AP English. The teacher gave us a poetry assignment today. It's a packet of about 10 poems. She told us that she would like for us to read them and give her a written response on one once a week. She says she doesn't believe in telling everyone what the poem is about. She believes it's what "you" read in it.
That class ends at 10:10. Right now I don't have to go back to a class til 1:30. So...I then have Spanish II. Our teacher is from Costa Rica. He's incredibly amiable, and interested in our own activities and such. We have around 8-9 people in that class. He told us that he wants to work mainly on communication this year. He said we will mainly just talk throughout class. He said he doesn't believe in harping on every minor mistake with speech, as he believes if you can communicate your idea, you're doing great. We also do not have an exam at the end.
These are a few of what I call miracles here, and inconsistences with public schooling. The teachers here are very relaxed. The administrators are just "down!" I was talking with the Vice-Chancellor at lunch. He is just the man. I've never been so respected by people in those positions.
Thurday, August 31, 2000
Jason, I will create a tutorial and send it to you or we can just communicate online and I will detail what needs to be done. Audio is good. It's becoming more and more obvious that we will be the only regular "posters," but that doesn't bother me.... I've got lovely school now.
Wednesday, August 30, 2000
i'm coming home this weekend and i'll be wanting to utilize klang...you gotta tell me precisely how to make a sound file on here...it'll rock..
Wednesday, August 30, 2000
Ok, we we've all been busy. But, I'm not dead. I have returned with a quality wallpaper from esteemed colleague Travis Donia which is located over in the Misc. section. The mere concept of guest desktops almost makes me climax, seriously.
I've also got like 2 or 3 more conversations I can post in the d2 section which I wil be getting to tonight, geronteed. If you are a random visitor and not one of the people involved with KLANG!, email me at webmax@ziggen.com. Thanks
Saturday, August 26, 2000
There is a problem with this site that I believe I can fix. If you'll notice, througout this site, outside of this opening page, you will notice the pages are hosted by HTTPCity. They recently started displaying banners at the bottom of each html pages. Since the actual index page of this site is hosted by Pitas, I believe that if I change the filenames from .htm to .asp that they cannot modify the code. Thus, I have a large task ahead, but should fix the entire problem. So, at random intervals throughout the day, parts of the site could be down. If you are a common visitor here, you know of the Crowe boys and know that we returned to school today. Well, the girls actually tried to make up as though I would forget the fact that they assaulted me. LOL. I had a friend of mine design another desktop for KLANG! I have received it and it's very nice. It's not related to KLANG! in anyway, but it's good stuff. I may get it up in the coming hours or perhaps tomorrow.
Saturday, August 26, 2000
to light on fairy wings and such, i have but a few moments here. its 1:45 here...thats AM as in morning as in the time when the day traditionally begins. i find myself wondering how a boy can survive with this hole in him that i have. i've finally but my finger on it. i have a void in me, that was once filled with the joy of a love. when you love someone, you give a part, quite possibly half, of yourself away, setting it out there to be stepped on or petted. then when that is torn away through broken promises of "forever" and lost causes turned reality, you find yourself inccomplete, feeling used and washed up. burnt out. i wish this upon no man, but it happens everyday. my only folly is my inability to press on. which i admit but it still doesn't change. is it because of the changes that have been drawn upon me in the last few weeks, even days? i change drastically everyday now. my ideas and thoughts and such. its like my being and the personality i used to know and "understand" has turned a corner. only its lost in an alley and can't find its way to a main course. i hear the voices of these kids around me, drunk and high and such as is not uncommon amongst college students. what makes me different from them? why do i not indulge in the same fancies as them?................man enough? i'm so stupid. why do i hang on things that are apparently irreversable? i don't know. but this document has become painfully long. goodnight/morning............"there is a town in north ontario...with dream, comfort, memory to spare..and in my mind, i still need a place to go...all my changes were there...(neil young, helpless)"
Friday, August 25, 2000
I am about to venture into school for the first time in four days. As will the Crowe boys, let the fun begin......
Thursday, August 24, 2000
I work in this guy's office on mondays and wednesdays from 2 to 5 in the afternoon. Please, hold your laughter, that wasn't the funny part. Well, anyway, my job requires that I file certain work study forms away. The other day, I happened to be filing a form, and the person's last name was Jones. As I was going through the Joneses, lo and behold, there was Bobby Jones. So much for middle and high school, that sum beach done skipped to college. I found it rather comical.
Thank you.
Thursday, August 24, 2000
I have constructed yet another desktop image, I do believe that's like three in three days. It can be found here or here It's a massive 50k+ image though, be warned.
Thursday, August 24, 2000
I added the TRUazzBeutch conversation to the d2 section. Modified miscellaneous other things that you won't notice. I recently changed the format here with thsoe pretty dots after each post. I'm still looking into a KLANG! screensaver.
My last day at home before I return to school. Scroll down if you have no idea what I'm referring to. Something tells me tomorrow will be interesting.
Wednesday, August 23, 2000
TRUazzBeutch chats with Chris in the d2 section.
Wednesday, August 23, 2000
i mean, random statements that have no concept are the realm of the page you are viewing. I LIKE SHEEP. no, really... i mean, sheep have never done a thing for me, it's just that, fishpants make me climax. 5 times, at the midnight hour. Another simultaneous action at the midnight hour: colonel switchblades' "touchings" in places that don't exist. This has happened to me several times. Klang time? yas. cdogatt
Wednesday, August 23, 2000
Attention visitors of dreamless.org or any designers whatsoever, check out Bytes Per Second which is a byproduct of dreamless. Check it out, the interface is ultra-minimalism and we all like minimalism, right?
Wednesday, August 23, 2000
Ok, so I've created another desktop image for our consumption. It can be found in the miscellaneous section. Thanks for your time.
Crowe: WATCH YOUR FUCKING BACK, BITCH.
Tuesday, August 22, 2000
Art in its most pure form should be spontaneous...it should come directly from uncensored thoughts and ideas. Relinquishing all pain and pressure to canvas or violin is a must for good art. While I have a broad view of art, I do believe some forms are more pure than others. For instance, improvisation (like a jazz band in a late-night club) is translated cleanly from soul to instrument without any inhibitions. However, pop tunes that encompass the world of the damned we know as the music business are created more out of a formula rather than raw emotion. Money always has a tendency to decompose the healthy organs of good music. I read a book a while back on "how to write a hit tune." It gave specific pointers on how to catch the listener with direct phrases involving sex and the like. Sure...I enjoy pop tunes, but so many people are so narrow-minded to only consider one form of music, music. For instance, ask many teens their musical preference; common responses are rap and alternative. I believe it is always an enhancement to open your mind to all kinds of music. While I discriminated against rap for so long, I found that I purely love German hip-hop. Sometimes a cultural parallel can make all the difference, and now I can enjoy American rap and hip-hop as well. It's all a matter of breaking down your prejudices. For me, it's much easier to like a certain style than hate it now.
Tuesday, August 22, 2000
Yesterday was perhaps the most comical day of my life. No, seriously. The result is an October 2nd court date. Not only was I assaulted by one guy before I could even remove by bookbag, his brother jumped in. At this point it was two on one. Keep in mind, this is right in the middle of a crowded hall. These guys attempted to injure me by the common ganging up method. As I'm defending myself, a teacher RESTRAINS ME. That's right. He doesn't get in the middle, nor does he wait for other authority, he holds me back as the other two guys actually get in some good hits. At this point, defenseless, one of the two punches me in the mouth knocks out my two front teeth. I didn't feel it. I felt no pain. I found out 15 minutes later about my teeth. The fight practically turned into 3 on 1. My teeth were later found by the school janitor and placed back into my gums without any numbing medicine, aka violently shoved into my mouth. I will be getting two root canals soon. Now the ridiculous part. The teacher who restrained me now claims that I started the fight and that I should be charged with the more severe penalty. I love public education.
Tuesday, August 22, 2000
and there before me opened a holy gate and guarding the entrance were three dragons with 40 faces each. demons followed them where they went, legions upon legions of demons. they would light upon dark souls and consume them alive. then the souls where whole again, only to be eaten again. and lucifer cryed out that his kingdom was falling. he gathered together his remaining darkness and went to the gates to meet the light. the light consumed him and his army like a frog eats a fly. and everything was completed.
Monday, August 21, 2000
ok...this is ridiculous. i am currently sitting at my computer brainstormin...and i mean totally graspin for ideas on an assignment that had no logical reason for bein assigned. This teacher has got to be nuts. And yes..i do realize that this is not the quality entry you were expected from a guy named james...especially considerin this is my inaugural(that means first) entry. oh...they will get better. That, my friends, is a genuine guarantee.
Monday, August 21, 2000
This goes out to the CROWE brothers, you will pay... oh yes...
Monday, August 21, 2000
i attempted constructing an inspiring poem on this entry but fell short, falling somewhere on a harsh collection of meaningless words. so, Lord help me, i'll find the rhetoric some other time to BS my way through the poem. until then, nevermind. anonymous says hi. "there's a light when my baby's in my arms, there's a light when the window shades are drawn...hesitate...when i feel i may do harm to her because this feeling we can share.....and i know she's reached my heart in thin air..(pearl jam)"
Sudnay, April 20, 2000
recently i have been pondering the simple concept of the ability to "know nothing about nothing." my girlfriend just doesn't seem to grasp it. i, however, think that it is very possible. i think the real question is the ability to know something about nothing. now that can't be possible, can it?
Sunday, April 20, 2000
jason recently had a quality conversation. it can be found in the d2 section. contain yourselves. i recently created a desktop wallpaper for your pleasure, which can be located in the miscellaneous section. seriously this time, contain yourselfs
Saturday, August 19, 2000
twas a dark and violent anti-day period, most likely night, when i arrived at the inn. my lethargic self trodded sloshily to the structure, leading my mare, as well as my horse, to the designated equine-parking area. they called it a barn. once inside, i immediatly fed the stable boy to the horse, hoping it would hold him until further nurishment could be scavenged....finally, i made my curds over to the actual inn, where i went in, noticing the peculiar "n" painted in red in the wall, just inside the inn. "hmm," i granuffed.....i mozied on over to the person who tallies numbers, aka counter, and demanded a liquid of the bar-keeper. "certainly" he said..."three dolla's." "no," i retorted, and once again repeated my order. "i gathering of large mammals(heard) you the initial time," he stammered. "that will be three dolla's." "oh" was my hinkle. "ok." i handed him the male deer (bucks) and fluttered to a seat at a card game. "you have a nice grunt" said a burly male sapien........to be continued......
..........find out what happens next time when you'll hear me say "hicktittle from nothing mister girlie...i want my wife back, ya hear?" until then....goodnight.
Saturday, August 19, 2000
I have posted a conversation that I had with a quality 15 year-old female by the handle of Oldnavychik169 in the d2 section. Click here for the fun times
Saturday, August 19, 2000
I have modified the messages on all of the sub-sections of KLANG. I have also created the contact page with all of our e-mail addresses and instant messenger info. I'm out like penetration.
Saturday, April 1, 2000
Just a test of some comedic material:
Saturday, April 19, 2000
Take a quality visit over to Three.oh Atmosphere. This site is great, the guy that runs it has an abundance of shots to customize your desktop and even some screensavers, damn good ones.
I'm looking into making some/a KLANG! screensaver, any ideas?
Friday, August 18, 2000
for the distinguished few of suitable intelect and hair configuration, i'm appreciative. but the battle isn't over dear friends. its a struggle for simple concentration now. simple focus which comes natural to the average pupil is illuding me on a gradually declining basis. i'm a dreamer and i have no time to dream. "you may say i'm a dreamer, but i'm not the only one (john lennon) ." ..........this message brought to you by the OSA and the partnership for an ignorant america.
Friday, August 18, 2000
Updates from school? What the hell? It's 8:42, I'm in the school computer lab. This sucks, I finished the entire assignment over 20 minutes ago, everyone else is still working. This is sad.....RANG TANG KLANG.
Thursday, April 17, 2000
Hey guys, sometimes when you post you may forget to include your name in the pagename field. Just log in as normal, instead of choosing to add an entry, go to the edit option and find your post and just add it in there. Alright. Will out.
Thursday, August 17, 2000
whats it gonna take to make an angel out of me? when i get my wings i'll fly. its just another day in heartbreak city and i've been here for days and days. more than anything, isolation is what i require. out of her hair. out of her hair. cry what you will pilgrim i'm just standing here. dust off the good book and render your enemies lifeless. i'm going home.
Thursday, August 17, 2000
when i find myself amongst these giants of good humor, you'll all know that its not the half of it. they send you to college, tell you to be a good son. i died on a thursday. leaving this freak show for a real circus. believe me, its not what its cut out to be. favorite quote: "thats the worst thing anyone has ever said to me."
Thursday, August 17, 2000
Once again, it is 8:21 in the morning, my alarm having gone off some four minutes ago. The computer screen looks rather blurry through booger lined eyes. Today should end up being a good day, but one can never tell. I am looking forward to loads of fun in my ROTC class this afternoon. As of right now, there really is not anything that is interesting to post. 8:23 now. It's probably time I took a shower, or something. I don't think the people of the female gender like it when males don't bathe.
Friday, April 17, 2000
Alright. It's early in the morning before school. I thought I would post a meaningless message to you all and merely warn you that it could be possbily 15 hours before I am able to communicate online again. My internet surfing privileges may very well be revoked.
Wednesday, August 16, 2000
in 1521, martin luther was in "existence."
that is irrelevant to anything i'm about to say.
i've found in my short wonderings that every being on this earth shares a general personality that is common to every life form imaginable. everyone of them, every single "life" form on the planet has a tendency to want to be a part of a larger collaboration of life. this, among many other attributes, makes up the general personality i'm speaking of.
this too, has nothing to do with anything and is retorical bull. lets press on.
in the way of eventually getting to the subject, i'd like to point out that God is very real. despite what turtles and science would have you to believe.....
to come to the point....join us next time for "the pop star complex." until then, remember, its all in the wrist.
Friday, April 16, 2000
Alright guys, this is the format for the site. Soon I will provide each of you with the information you will use to logon and update with your own custmized message. Hope we have some fun with this. |
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