(It’s been a few weeks since this event took place. I’ve been slacking… anyway…)
As you may or may not know. Since I’ve lost the majority of my relatives in the bay I have lost what was really my only connection to the bay (well except my uncle but we don’t hear from him much). It seems however the DJForums community may establish itself as my new connection to the bay.
I was wrapping up a night on faderwave.net when member “l0ckdown” (don’t know if he wants his real name here) mentioned he was playing in San Fransisco the very next day (by this time it was the same day) and some other DJForums members would be there as well. After some thought I decided to go for it! Apparently no one told him I was coming though haha. If I had not introduced myself I probably could have just blended in and been all ninja-like.
The car trip wasn’t so bad, traffic was surprisingly light that day and I was cruising at 75M/H most of the time. It was a little windy in Vacaville but I kept the car under control. It was kinda like one big F-ZeroGX adventure! Man I used to love that game… maybe too much.
So here I was making my first return to the bay in about 9 months.
Don’t ask how I took that.
I parked on 15th street, near the entrance of a UCSF parking lot (one of many apparently). It was free and there was a cop parked in the lot 20 feet from my car. It felt pretty safe there, on top of the fact my car has nothing flashy or valuable inside of it.
Walking on my way over to the event I came upon this gem. Awesome stuff. A quick look up on google street view proves this thing actually moves!
Keep on truckin’
l0ckdown on the decks! er… midi controller. No shame in that… wish I had one myself. Though I DJ to get away from the computer in some ways.
In typical bay fashion, the weather got pretty chilly in about an hour. Everyone huddled inside the kitchen with only a brave few coming out on the “dance floor”.
Music was good overall, but it was the people at the party that made it really interesting. Everyone was very positive and outgoing, and not just the dudes from DJforums. Even the VJ (who kinda sucked) was really nice. Supposedly the event was for some fund raiser to help some tribal guys in Northern Tibet(?) who were in a tough situation. (Think: Native Americans in the early 20th century) No one really understood it… and it was kind of questionable, but whatever, if was fun. I can imagine it’s pretty hard to explain things when there’s loud music and beer within proximity of each other. The organizers were super nice — charming, even. You would almost hate to doubt their cause. lol
As I left l0ck made the most flattering statement I’ve ever heard!
You’re the best Deep House DJ on DJforums
Whoa! No way he was serious about that.
Coincidentally it had been exactly one year since I bought my first turntable.
On such a positive note, I definitely want to return to the bay again. The dance scene in the valley is almost exclusively Trance while the bay is much more diverse and understanding of house music methinks. Next up on the agenda is to attend the next “love fest” and then maybe getting into some clubs in the bay.
More DJ adventures on the way! I just finished spring break and I have plenty of material to ramble about. Plenty.
I’ve been slacking on the updates, but I assure you I have some articles/journals on the way.
I’ve been sorta busy here-n-there with faderwave, school, and pointlessly surfin’ around the web.
Yea you know where I’m coming from with that. Otherwise you wouldn’t even be reading my blog.
You slacker you.
I have a mix on the way, then an article or two, and then some updates. Maybe you’ve noticed (or maybe not), but just as I’ve put up a link to my MusicV2 profile the other week, the site has thrown in the towel. Sad times. Good thing I wasn’t a paying member.
Sorry for the lack of updates. I’ve been busy with school(as usual), a certain new hobby of mine, and playing super smash brothers in broadcasting class….
(I’m Ness -P4)
Yea… I have broadcasting in the morning(8AM-ish) so I wasn’t exactly on top of my game.
Not sure what I’m going to do with the other footage I recorded, a good video review would require a good deal of game footage and editing. No one likes bad video reviews, those are the worst. More footage however requires lugging around my Wii. Don’t let that small size fool you, the Wii is heavier than it looks. Or maybe it’s the power brick, cables, and controllers in tandem with the Wii that weigh me down. Another problem is I can’t say no to a good multiplayer Brawl once I have it all set up. Especially when people start bringing their own controllers. I still have a good 5 min of game footage, menus, and whatnot. Maybe I’ll film myself without the wii and just talk. Then do some editing here and there with game footage weaving in and out. We’ll see where this goes, I may bring in the Wii covertly after a week or so. After all it may be my final project so why not put lots of effort into it?
Ok, if you’ve read the second sentence of this post you’re probably wondering what my new hobby is…
Yes I bought myself a turntable (Technics sl-1200M3D) and mixer (Stanton RM-3s). I bought the mixer a day or two after the turntable when I learned playing back a turntable without an amp or mixer (has preamp and ground connection built in) is useless. The guy who sold me the turntable (Zach) was cool though. Turns out he runs an internet radio station called XTCRadio. Cool dude, gave me a great deal. This also marks the first time I’ve ventured into Sacramento alone. Let me just say google maps is your friend. The guy who sold me the mixer was much more local (here in Rocklin) and much less competent. Which is to be expected from Rocklin. Sure he was nice, but he almost sold me the mixer without a power cord… and he had raiders posters… and an SUV (explorer) with chrome rims(or should I say rimz). Then he told me: “hopefully you’ll have better luck with spinning than I did, I gave up after five hours“. I’m like: “wat“. Especially since he told me he bought everything new. Great deal on my end, getting new equipment for the price of used is awesome.
I need some more vinyl and cables before I can record anything, but when I do I will post it! Or maybe the one after that, it depends. I think I’ve got the basics, it just needs lot of refining to make a “smooth” mix.
I woke up last Sunday totally oblivious to any game-happenings as I’ve been for the last couple of weeks in an effort to focus on school. Then later on my mom asks me to drive her to Target and I’m thinking: “Hm… wasn’t there something I wanted to buy soon-ish?” Then it hit me!
Though honestly I didn’t expect to just leisurely walk right in at 2PM on day one and buy a copy of the biggest Wii release of the year. No, just like Advance Wars: DOR I lacked a pre-order and chances were slim. I merely got lucky with Advance wars, surely I wouldn’t be able to repeat such luck. Then again I seem to be pretty good at this and sure enough they had two copies left. Woot! But I wasn’t going to open it… no it was going to be a work incentive instead.
Unfortunately I am one of the few amongst my group of friends with a Wii. Yea… so I get this during school:
“Hey man lets go to your house after school and play brawl! We can pick up lunch on our way too! My treat!”
“Hey can I come over to your house after school and play brawl?”
“Lets go to your house and play brawl after school! I’ll even drive you… but you’ll have to tell me where to go since I don’t exactly know where you live…”
Well, at least I had fun. Many people complain the pace has slowed down too much, but with a couple of hours one can easily adjust. Overall the game is worthy of being called a sequel to SSB: Melee and I don’t see myself going back anytime soon. For some of us though, fond memories of Melee may be hard to ignore. I guess you could say Brawl takes a bit of an open mind to fully enjoy. That seems to be a trend with Nintendo lately.
Now for something completely unrelated…
Best Buy is a terrible store, they overcharge for everything. One of my grandparents though keeps giving me Best Buy gift cards and I can’t really complain. It’s very thoughtful and I have to give her (grandma) credit for trying to give me a gift appealing to my technology-flavored tastes. Long story short I find myself in best buy looking at speakers and I know what to look for. Sort of. I try to stay away from generic-self-powered-speakers. I figure if I can’t do that then I try to go with a good brand I can trust. Well thanks to the best buy gift card I broke both of those rules easily. Yes, this was an impulse buy! Ironically(?) it matches up with my other impulse buy from last year! Yep, I have had that EMU-1212m for about a 9 months now. Sitting here hooked up to nothing but my lousy headphones. I figured it’s time to let this baby sing with some proper speakers! I had never heard of this brand “klipsch”… but I’m happy with them.
Oh man these speakers rock! Even better than the Bose speakers my parents have set up in our “entertainment center” downstairs. They probably paid a lot more for those back in the day too. It took me awhile to find room for the sub-woofer – it’s bigger than it looks. Or maybe it’s just heavier than it looks because it’s made out of MDF. Which – funny fact – is the same material many North American arcade cabinets are made out of… and it’s fucking heavy.
This upcoming week is the end of 3rd quarter for my high school. The pressure’s on! Wish me luck…
What a week, I knew it was getting down to the wire, but wow.
What the hell are you thinking?!
…Is what my English teacher said to me Wednesday(or was it Tuseday?). You see I was behind in my work… very behind. So I took drastic measures to avoid… *shiver * …night school. I planned what was basically a project-a-day plan where I would stay up all night working on a project to turn in the next day. Now you’re probably thinking the same thing she did. Yea I know it’s crazy, but it had to be done! My crazy situation also provided me with some material for my work. For example, this sonnet by yours truly:
Courier new is my font of choice For creative writing it is preferred You could say it gives me my voice Otherwise my work would be deferred
I write too much about my homework These poems must be very boring to read I get it done though, that is one perk After all these assignments are of dire need
Next year I know to do my work as it comes Bite the bullet and get it done These assignment points total to great sums I really hate to do them all as one
Finally I’m on the last line Too bad it is six hours past nine
Yep, I dipped pretty low on all some of these.
After I accomplished that amazing task of cranking out crap-tastic-hopefully-pass-worthy material, I was swept off to the bay area on Saturday to repeat what we basically did with Thanksgiving. It’s weird knowing there’s a new Nintendo office within 4 miles the whole time. Which reminds me, I took a picture of the top of the US Sega HQ coming back from thanksgiving. …er… that’s right, I’m not on my computer. I can’t post it. Aw and I was going to set up a flicr account too. Newegg got my card and a replacement is in transit though. It should be here in a couple days, probably the day after Christmas. I’ll do an update once it arrives too, I’ll blog about whatever I get and post some pictures or something.
I hate it when someone says “oh snap”, it’s like they’re trying to be cool and at the same time conform by not say anything offensive. Just say “oh shit” people, it’s not that hard and no one really cares except for maybe the school principle himself. Well I used it as my title for this week’s blog entry simply because it’s a nice play on words with the latest in the world of NPC.
Rewind to friday when I was minding my own business, with my computer practically idle when I suddenly heard a loud “SNAP”. First thought was: Blown capacitors! Second thought: Sound card! Third thought: FUUUUUUUUCK! Forth thought: Turn it off!
After inspection it was indeed a blown capacitor, but not my sound card. No instead it was my graphics card. *whew* … *thinks about that for a moment* … FUUUUCK!
Luckily it is still under the standard RMA with Newegg. Just by a couple of weeks. Not 100% sure what caused it, but lets just say I know how I might be able to prevent anything from happening to my replacement. The wait is going to kill me, I’ve got a couple files I need for school. I’m going to have to take out the Hard drive and copy them to another computer(you know how many times I’ve done that this year?). Currently using my dad’s Celeron-based computer running win2000, it may be my main computer for the week.
At the very least, I’ve figured how to gain access to most of my music without actually having my computer on. Just go to last.fm–>listen–>select username–>type and search NPC82. Or i could just embed it.
I’m always surprised at the collection of music available with last.fm radio. Only downside is that buffering sucks sometimes.
Listening to one of Fabrice Lig’s newer songs “X-Slaves who changed the world” when I decided to drop by his MySpace page. Then I stumbled upon this really interesting video.
Looks(and sounds!) good!
At first I thought maybe it was something new, I couldn’t find any posts about it at DS-X2… or even via google! In fact, I only found that fab himself re-posted the video at MySpace-video, and this random French GBA forum. So I shot him some questions thinking: Maybe he was developing it himself?
Me: —————————————————— Hey Fabrice Lig, I was wondering what happened to your Nintendo DS game “Cross Control”. The URL you list brings an “error” and I can’t find any other info on the web about this game.
Who’s the developer? Has the game been canceled? Were you involved in other aspects of game development other than the music? If you can answer, thanks. ——————————————————
Fab: —————————————————— Hi Nick, Actually, I have no news about the game, the developpers had some contact with different companies to developp the game, but I think it didn’t happen ? I dunno? Its a bit sad as I tryed some parts of the game, and it was really cool… Fabrice ——————————————————
Canned I guess. Seems Lig saved the video though! Very cool.
On a completely unrelated note I’ve been challenged to a fight. A Garou: Mark of the Wolves fight, that is. On Halloween my friend and I will go at it, and get this, my friend has been playing it all month long with a keyboard because he’s too lazy to hook up his computer joystick/CP. That’s hardcore LAME. So he’s become so cocky(he’s always cocky actually) to the point were he’s letting me use my awesome Logitech rumble pad against his crappy keyboard. This is either going to be really easy or really hard. Gotta practice either way! Oh and he got Bust-A-move for his MVS, if all else fails, I know he can’t beat me at that.
Warning: This specific entry is extremely long, somewhat repetitive, had almost no proofreading, and goes into extreme detail.
It’s been over a year since I’ve been blogging, as I’ve mentioned before in previous posts. But something I’ve never done with that time blogging – almost avoided really – was to blog about my personal life. Well Today you’re going to hear it… a long story about how I fell in love… and was rejected.
-Yea I know, cheeee~sy! right? Well it’s your choice to read this, I just do this to get it off my chest. If there’s a story to be told, tell it, I say.
It began with one of my now favorite classes, broadcasting. Junior year and it was the second time I had the class since the beginning of school. We were to be assigned into groups this day and I was a bit nervous. Sure enough no one really cared about me – I had no friends in this class – and so I ended up with two losers. Ok, I could(and should) probably call myself a loser, but these guys were above and beyond. Then my broadcasting teacher realized the groups were uneven so he asked around if anyone else wanted to join our group to make it even. Sure enough this girl from the back of the room joined. I was relived because any girl would probably have a better work ethic than these guys I was with. I took this class very seriously, especially since I had no electives the previous year and I was looking for an outlet at school – broadcasting was perfect. Why didn’t I have electives as a sophomore? Long story, lets just say all throughout high school I’ve never been an “above and beyond” type of student. My first project I was really strict, I wanted all the camera work perfect – even if the overall production was lame. The two guys were really hard to guide, but once I broke everything down they listened. Or so I thought. As I slowly figured out, they only listened to me because the girl listened to me, and she listened to me because she probably just wanted to finish the projects. That’s my point of view at least.
She was the main drive of our group and we made a film every quarter. But rewinding to around the time of our second project – a montage. I finished my montage really early, and I thought it turned out pretty good. It was based on my favorite subject of…(you guessed it) video games. I finished it with some confidence under my belt and I exported it to game-videos.
As you can tell, I was playing every extend at the time
Finishing that project early gave me tons of time to just sit around and do nothing. This was great for a end-of-the day class. However the girl in my class began to talk to me, well, more than usual – it’s not like we didn’t talk at all.
I got to know her, what she liked, what she didn’t like, and her personality in general. Or at least that’s what it seemed to be. Till this day I’m not even really sure. Either way that was the time period I began to like her… especially when I went to night school during the fall/winter. Looking into the sunset during break knowing I’ve reached a knew academic low I swore to never reach again. I was in denial up until this point and when I walked home in the dark I tried to think of ways to tell her one day. Thing is she knew I was a computer freak by then and I knew if I was going to tell her I should not use the computer. However I told no one and never confessed to her at all. I was too much of a coward. However I did hint to one friend I liked someone, but never said who. I increasingly liked her as the year went on and then one day… school… ended.
I don’t know what she did over the summer but I went to summer school. I passed night school but I fell behind in my current English class that year. I fought the summer school system and managed to get two English classes that summer and made up all remaining English class credits. I worked my ass off, and night school taught me how. Or re-invented my ways at least. On top of this I was biking about seven miles round trip in temperatures of +100F everyday. My main drive became her… to go back to school and work with her again. I then was planning to tell her in class one day… that I loved her.
I passed my summer school classes and went on to vacation with various friends. All of which I would’ve loved to replace with her. -Haha, don’t get me wrong, I love to travel with my friends. But there’s something about visiting a far away place that makes you wish you could experience it with someone you love. Regardless of how well the trip goes.
The day came. I went to school. I looked around. Nothing.
She was nowhere to be seen. Not in any of my classes, not around campus, nothing. For a day or two I thought maybe she had moved away. Until a week afterwards, I saw her for the first time. At that time I finally told my friend her full name and I excessively discussed with him possible ways to get back into her life…. somehow. My first plan was to figure out her patterns around campus and sneak in a friendly “hi!/hello!” whenever I saw her. I figured if we were acquaintances before she would have no problem saying hello to me. But unfortunately I quickly remembered her reluctance to talk to me outside of class. This wasn’t exactly new, and it wasn’t really a big deal either. I figured she probably is just nervous… or something – and for the record she did actually say “hello” back most of the time. Honestly I don’t think she saw me the other times… and was probably talking to her friends while walking.
Anyways, I soon realized that no conversations were going to spark. Mainly because we’re both too busy changing classes. I got impatient and figured I should probably just tell her how I feel… but then my cowardness kicked in(I made that word up) and I came up with another lame plan. Well, I had some peer pressure with this one since I now had my friend to talk to. I came up with this plan to burn a note confessing on a CD full of music. You see last year I planned to burn her this one song but never got around to it. So I would give her this CD and essentially disguise my little love note. Brilliant, right? I gave it to her. Then I realized an error on the last line of the note. I put the following:
“if you don’t talk to/message me(note: back) I’ll just assume you want to be left alone.”
Problem with that is I didn’t know if she wanted to be left alone, or simply hadn’t read the letter.
As my friend told me, if I was truly determined I should probably just assume she hadn’t read it. After a few days, I assumed so. She probably didn’t like the music after all and probably still has the CD lying around somewhere. Or being a mac owner that she is, looked at the CD with itunes, which doesn’t display other files besides music(my note was in HTML). Then one weekend my friend tells me he heard one of my good friends talk about her, and how he would like to go out with her, ect. ect. In fact, he had her befriended on MySpace and he linked me to her page – which was set to private. At first it was like someone just poked me in the eyes and kicked me in the balls. Then a couple days later I made my own call and talked to him about it. He seemed pretty casual about it and noted I must like her more than he does. I couldn’t argue with that. In the process however I had bookmarked her page, and then made the decision to join MySpace. MySpace is a hideous place filled with creeps and shitty web-pages. I sent a friend invite to her and waited. It took her about a week to approve it, and in that time I was just thinking about how I would apologize for breaking my promise at the end of my note. After all if she wasn’t approving it she must’ve read the letter, and hated me, right? Well like I said she eventually approved it and not a moment too soon – I was ready to tell her everything the next day. Then began the tedious process of messaging her. I wanted to keep it casual, get acquainted again, and then tell her one day. This was my only possible way of communication with her. I hated it but it seemed to be going well… until I told her one day in conversation that our Broadcasting 1 group from last year was “nothing without you”. It’s true though! Like I said before, it really wasn’t. I could however sense that she knew what I was up to. Never-the-less she didn’t say anything. If she had told me “omg are you hinting at something?! go away freak!” I would’ve been perfectly content. Strait-up rejection is fine. She choose to toy with me and I had no other choice as a person in love but to keep going. To an extent it worked… for a bit.
I really dropped the ball when I replied to one of her bulletins about a homecoming party. “Homecoming” is -for anyone that doesn’t know- when we have the first home football game at our school. I said I had nothing else better to do than come over and join her… (I was feeling ambitious I guess) unless they were going to the football game later on as well. Which then she replied with “we’re going to the football game”. Now I realized my stupid mistake by now, combined with my(stupid) ambition, and the fact I live 4 blocks away from the stadium… I went. Alone. I walked down there, paid four bucks, and looked around. Nothing… Well ok, I found one friend at least. I didn’t find the girl though. Over the course of a few days I sent a few messages to her, they were read(you can check the status), but no replies. No friend de-listing or blocking either so I carried on… very carefully.
And so came college night. This was actually just yesterday. Once again for those that don’t know, “college night” is when a bunch of colleges(forty?) come to our campus and set up a booth. Well this was a huge event for me because I was filming it for broadcasting(morning announcements) and cable access(which no one watches). While I was filming one of the orientations(?) in the theater, I noticed her out of the corner of my eye. She was right there, smiling, hiding, almost spying on me really. I’m not 100% sure but I’m very positive it was her. She left after a few moments but I think she knew I was there the whole time – I posted about it before hand. Maybe she wasn’t avoiding me completely after all? Maybe she was, as some say, “playing hard to get”. I didn’t see her the rest of the day.
When I got home I commented on her MySpace page – not about college night – but about a comment she left somewhere else on MySpace. Apparently this was MySpace blasphemy and she talked more on this other page where she revealed she thought of me as some sort of stalker(It’s complicated to explain unless you know what I’m talking about). That was it. I snapped. I had to tell her why I was there. “The truth” – is what I titled that message. I told her I loved her, and have since broadcasting. I’m not a stalker, just a stupid kid in love. No reply and I went to bed.
The next day after school I got an email telling me I received a new message from her. It said the following:
“Subject: I don’t
feel the same way, and to be completely honest, 1. you make me feel slightly uncomfortable 2. i have a boyfriend 3. i’ve decided it’s better to not be myspace friends
sorry.”
That’s that. I can’t blame her really. One thing that strikes me odd though is that her MySpace status was always “single”…
Well regardless I’m going to delete my MySpace account and call it a day. I’ve finally been rejected, and I now have a pivot to turn away with.
Now if you’ll excuse me I have some homework to do.
OH YES I just totally fixed my blog. I’m DA-BOMB! Oh yea, uh-hu… I’m so happy~! I’ll have a proper post by the end of the day. I’m going over to a friend of mines’ house.
Edit: Or maybe I’ll update tomorrow.
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