Dragons, Magic and really freaky swords!

Sitting on my butt for half a day, I got to thinking. It kinda hurt after a while, so I stopped.

 

I once wrote about the limitations of ones body... I might write about it again, it's a good subject and I have a lot of experience in limitations. Everybody hurts themselves at least once, if not many times over and over. Some people just don't learn... Some say 'no pain, no gain.' But I find that hard to believe. When I exercise to the point of aching, I find I will laze about for days complaining of aches and pains, then struggle to get up and exercise again, therefore not actually gaining anything, except pain that is.

 

I think doing maybe ten minutes of exercise stretched over an hour period does more than ten minutes straight, since your body wouldn't be sore and you'd be abel to exercise more often.

 

However, flexibilty can't be lacked upon. I'd know from experience. If you don't stretch often, like every day, you'll lose flexibility. I really gotta get into practice again and not sit on my butt so much. (If only I had motivation)

 

Though, for my weight, I could say that I 'm alright. I can touch a ceiling 2.5 metres high with a standing jump with a little more than just the tips of my fingers, quite the feat.

 

My body type is, let's see... I'm 178cm tall, 97 kg, I have quite a bit of fat around my stomach and torso, though my legs and arms have little fat. I'd say I am strong, but I'd be lying. Can't even beat my dad in an arm wrestle. My legs are strong at least. I can kick a 16 kg punching bag 3 metres through the air from the ground. I have friends who can prove it too. I once put a nice cut on my foot kicking that damn bag too.

 

If I look at something that I want to do, I will strive to achieve it, like being able to jump and touch the ceiling of my apartment, it's difficult, but not impossible. If something seems dangerous, I will look at it, think about whether or not I'll hurt myself by doing it, and then try if the answer is no. If the answer is maybe, I'll keep practicing. Confidence is a major part of clearing hurdles, build confidence, jump and jump again if you failed the first time.

 

But remember this, if at first you don't succeed, then sky diving is definately not for you.

Why do I do things that thers can't appreciate? I dew a picture last week. It was, in my opinion, one of the best drawings I've done to date But here, there's nobody who cares whether I can draw good or not.

 

I'm surrounded by people who talk about nothing but football, a boring topic for me. It'd be nice to be able to share and show my artwork to people who could appreciate the style and content, but imagination seems to be in limited supply here.

 

I don't have any friends here, they're all in Australia, thousands of kilometres away. My friends can appreciate the work put into making a quality artpiece, even if it is just n scrap paper.

 

But tell me why, if i draw a picture, why should I sell it? Just to make money? Such a shallow reason. Art should be appreciated for quality. I'd be happy if many people could see my work for the work involved, and not just as a monetary object.

 

The best thing I could do is post my sketches on the internet, on a web site you might say. If I could post my sketches on a site that is viewed on a reglar basis, I'd be pleased. If anyone knows of an online art competition... just joking, my art is good, but it isn't that good.

Back to the topic. The lack of imagination around me really puts a barrier up. I can't be motivated if no-one around me cares about what I do.

Drawing, Writing, Martial Arts, 3D Modelling and Animation. All the things I'm good at, all the things I take pride in doing, none of the things that interest those around me.

 

You may think I am a bit egotistical, but who isn't? Everybody must like to be noticed for something.

 

I want people to look at my art and give feedback, watch my martial arts, read my writing, watch my animations and comment on them. But alas, this place is the wrong setting for me. All train of thought is on sport and the state of English football.

 

The people around me can't comment on my abilities since my likes and interests differ so greatly. Plus the only other people I could show my work to are in my wife's family, and again, their likes, interests and cuture are so different, it's hard for them to understand my work. I'd like to meet more people who could appreciate my likes, interests and hobbies.

 

I'll list them:

Dinosaurs; martial arts; magic; japanese (movies, music, cartoons, culture, language, lifestyle); demons and mythology; sea history; air history; disasters at sea; video games (GTA San Andreas, Soul Calibur, Ace Combat: Shattered Skies, Square games, Capcom, Konami games); drawing; technical drawing; 3D Modelling and Animation; storywriting; character design and drawing; mecha design; ancient history.

 

If anyone who has similar interests could contact me, it'd be nice to talk and share knowledge. It might also be nice to get a job that allows me to use a range of my skills and knowledge,but I suppose that'll have to wait until I get back to my own country. I kinda feel frustrated because of the lack of active imagination around me, also the constant sports drivel that I endure every day at work. I tune out with a set of earphones and an array of Jpop pumping into my eardrums.

 

Even to say, I've never really been in a job where the only two topics ever seem to be sports (namely soccer0 and nightlife (drinking, whoring and being a total sleaze to women). I gotta find a better environment. Those subjects don't appeal to me at all since I have no interest in watching sport and I don't venture out at night, with the type of stuff you get here at night I really wouldn't want to go out either.

 

A lot of negative thoughts there, eh, it's just me. I will continue to draw, write, create and play. It's just a matter of time until I get noticed.

 

I have a few hobby projects that I haven't finished from the lack of motivation. I'd only need my friend Travis to get me motivated into finishing three of the projects. One is a transforming Spector from the Robotech series, one is a website of Front Mission 3, and the third is my 15th story in a series about a group of martial artists with special abilities.

 

I wonder if my friends miss me as much as I miss them. Most of my friends have my email address, but alot of them don't have access to the internet... probably why I don't hear from them. But the few who do, I only hear from a couple regularly.

 

Oh well. The last thing I have to say is this: If you find yourself up to your neck in hot water, you probably got too close to that cannibal village.

Well, well, well... I'm back after Who knows how long! I guess I have neglected my space for quite a while, since I lost home internet. *Brushes cobwebs from the rafters*

How long has it been? I'm guessing two years. Here I am sitting in an internet cafe in the middle of bangkok using a keyboard that needs to be replaced.

 

I'm living with my wife and having fun enjoying the smells of Bangkok, but can't wait to get back to Australia and working again.

 

So let's have it. I lived in Japan. I am living in Thailand, I want a full time job in Australia and I want to eat Takoyaki every day. I'm completely over the hill.

 

It's always interesting the things that happen over time. I'm still trying to make a transformng jet for my friend, though with the release of transformers, my animation seems quite rudimentary. I'm still working on understanding everything, I still haven't answered my cat question from the previous blog. But not cats here to worry about... I miss them sitting on my shoulders ^.^

 

A new question, I notice alot of people here walk around in the middle of the rainy season without umbrellas when it isn't actually raining, but then get stuck under an awning or bus stop roof when it starts to pour five minutes after they leave their house. Why?

 

Well I guess that should pretty well cover me until  can write another blog, Whenever that'll be.

Every now and then, you hear about cats getting stuck up trees. Having two cats at home, I am wondering why people call the fire brigade to get the cats down. I am sure it is an internationally known fact that cats will always land on their feet. Our cats always climb trees and always get themselves down. SImply, they run down the trunk of the tree and there is no reason to why they couldn't get out of the tree without help.

 

In most cases, same as in Newton's law, what goes up, must come down.

 

I am sure cats have more sense about what their bodies can and can't do than what humans do. If there is something physically demanding, ask yourself, "Can I do it?" and then answer your question after looking at that which u asked about. If the answer is "yes." then try it. If the answer is "Maybe." or "No." then it would probably hurt if u tried. *Personal experience*

 

But to the question at hand, why do cats like heights? And why are they always intent on SITTING ON MY SHOULDER!!!!

 

Enough m\for now.

I had just finished a game of billiards when my friend said she needed to go to the toilet, she left and the friend I was playing billiards with helped return the pool cue from the student office. Then it was his turn to go to the toilet.

 

I retrieved my belongings and went to wait outside the toilets for my two friends, constantly looking at my watch, since it was getting close to the start of class.

 

My female friend returned from the toilets and we waited for the other. A few minutes later, there was no-one from the male toilets. After a quick check, I found the toilet stalls empty. Though I didn't see him leave the toilets before then.

 

But hence, he was sitting in class when we returned. These things do happen...

The day starts at 0:00. I was in the midst of helping a friend create a 3D model of a transformable Robotech jet described in the Palladium role-playing books. After making an animation of the model, I hit the sack about 2 in the morning.

 

Tomorrow is study from 9 - 4:30

 

I should have my 1.5m internet speed back too, finally fast again.