Not a very clever blog title but I really havent go much to talk about. I've uploaded my video of Seek and Destroy so be sure to check it out, and today I recorded my video blog. It should be uploaded by the weekend. Although I do discuss it on the vlog, I will say here that I am going to Mulwalla tomorrow, so although I will still be on, I wont be on as much, which I guess is a blessing in disguise considering how much time I spend on here.

Anyway thats all. See you space cowboys.

As some of you might know I am in a philosophy class and it is one of my favouries. Now I had an essay to do on Dualism (the belief in a soul) and it was due a week ago. I was sick the last 2 days so I couldnt hand it in, and I had not even started. After 4 days I said to myself "get off your arse and do it!" And I did. I emailed it to my teacher and today I got my results back. For those not familar with the grading system for years 7 - 10 I think it is, it goes by numbers such as 5.0, 5.25, 5.5, etc. For this semester I'm meant to be aiming around the 5.5 (low C) or 5.75 (high C) That is the standard. For my essay supporting dualism, which was 4 days late and I wouldve had marks taken off, I got a 6.25. This is an A, which is extremely hard to get nowadays. I'm ecstatic at the moment. I would post my essay but for some reason my HTML is not well informed. So I dont know, if anyone really wants to check it out I might be able to PM it to you.

** EDIT **
*heavy sigh* I knew today was too good to be true. I have just found out that my friends ex boyfriend killed himself. Now we never got on well with each other. He treated her like crap and he thought that I was an ****, a druggie, he didnt want me hanging around with her and he thought me and her had a thing for each other. Eventually she dumped his ass and it was a good move. It appears that even though its been over a year since they broke up, he might have still not been able to cope, because when they broke up he took it really badly, and he topped himself. Although I personally didn't like him for the things he did to her, its not like I'm saying the world is better off without him. Im sure there was a reason she stuck with him for two years before ending it. I unfortuneatly never got to know much else about him. My condolences go out to his family and all who were close to him. R.I.P.

Anyway thats all. See you space cowboys.

Today I went with 2 friends to the city. We were going to go to the games expo they're having in Federation Square, but I had been told it was for free, when it was not. The old guy there, trying to convince me when I was leaving said "there are 125 games to play for free" to which I replied "I've got 170 free games to play at home". He shut up pretty quick. Once we made it to Galactic Circus we played 2 games of bowling and 2 games of pool. I lost at bowling but won in the pool. We later spent time in Galactic Circus. When we decided to leave we stopped at a JayJays where I bought this t shirt for $12.50.

After that we got back onto the train and went home. On the topic of t shirts I thought I would share some of my Legend of Zelda t shirts and a few other t shirts I want with LoZ or SMB themes. Also I will show some other stuff I would want from the Megatokyo merchandise store http://www.megagear.com/ So heres what I own.

And heres what I want.

Anyone else like them? Becuase I know I do.

Anyway thats all. See you space cowboys.

Well I've made some more bass videos. So far I've uploaded Dawn Patrol by Megadeth, and soon I will upload Seek and Destroy by Metallica. Originally I was going to do S&D and The Call of Ktulu (again by Metallica) bass solo, but I kept stuffing something up, eg not playing fast enough, hitting the wrong notes, and after 15 trys I gave up. So please watch them and comment them if you want.

**EDIT**
*heavy sigh* For some reason the videos I put up lag incredibly. So you can still listen if you want, but the video just lags so badly, even worse than for whom the bell tolls. God damn this technology. Maybe S&D will turn out better.

Anyway thats all. See you space rockers.

Just a quick blog to say Happy Easter to everyone and I wish you a good long weekend. Some other little things is that I changed my blog header. This one is of Miho and The Cave of Evil from the webcomic Megatokyo, which I am a fan of. The last one was also from MT.

Anyway thats all. See you space rabbits.

Well I finished this afternoon, and seeing as I have time on my hands I decided to write the review now. It is a bit long but its chock full of details and is definately worth reading if you are still unsure to buy the game. If you think its good recommend it, if not, then dont. I hope a few of you might find it helpful. Also in other news I bought 3 Iron Maiden CD's for 10 bucks each. What a bargain. Twisted14, I know your probably going to find that annoying, especially since JB Hi Fi DID have The Number of The Beast.

Anyway thats all. See you space heroes.

Well about 10 minutes ago some girl at EB called up and told me that my copy of No More Heroes had arrived. Now I saw on their website that it wont be out till the 27th, so this is pretty cool. Im about $30 low on cash at the moment since my brother needed it for god knows what, and although he is home, he wont pay me back since mum said she would. So now I have to wait till she gets home in about an hour or so, and once she does I will be out to pick up my copy of No More Heroes. I have recently been playing Counter Strike: Source again, but now that I have this, I dont think I will be playing as Wolfen for a while. Also, I'm sick with some kind of cold or flu, so I had a few days off and now I'm on holidays. Score some big points for me.

**UPDATE**
Well I have spent the last 1 hour and 48 or so minutes playing it. I have already killed the first 2 assassins, Death Metal (a local boy WOOO) and Dr Peace (I think thats his name, dont really remember and cbf looking it up). So far my ranking for this game is about 8.5. Its not really 9.0 material in my eyes, but its still a great game, and if it happens to get better, then its win win. With the amount of free time I know have on my hands I should be completing it this weekend and have written a review for it.

Anyway thats all. See you space heroes.

For my Literature cla$$ (damn censorship) we are focussing on fairy tales and modern fairy tales. We had an assignment where we had to write a modern fairy tale, and I though that I would share this with you all. Mind you its not really a modern fairy tale, but its still a good read, or so people have been telling me. My teacher also enjoyed it so thats a bonus. So here it is, and I entitle it "Tick. Tock."

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. How I hate that sound. The ominous sound of a clock hand struggling to make it past the next minute, but it appears that here, in this retreat for the damned, time stands still. That sound haunts me, day and night. I cannot sleep with that incessant ticking and tocking, so I sit in this small rubber room, five paces by five paces, silently in hope that they will soon realise what a catastrophic mistake they had made. But will my dreams come to fruition? Who knows? I myself can not tell the differences between dreams and reality any more. This place has warped my mind, but according to those white coats, it already was in such a way. Hah! What would they know?

"He's clearly insane," they said, "and he needs to be locked away for the safety of others and for himself. He is a menace to society."

How they sleep at night I will never know. I had even forgotten how to sleep at all. Curse that infernal clock.

"I DIDN'T DO IT!"

Ah, it seems some of the natives have awoken. These are the true menaces to society. Murderers, rapists, stalkers. People who had committed evil deeds all because of the voices in their heads. Sometimes I wish I had a voice in my head, someone or something to talk to. Ha, then I truly would be worthy of such a terrible place. I guess it's a blessing that I don't hear anyone whispering into my ear, assuring me that I'm insane.

I guess your wondering why I am locked away in here. They say I murdered my wife, but I know I did no such thing. However they had 'evidence' against me. They say I had her blood on my hands and clothes. I was trying to stop the bleeding. They say they pulled my fingerprints off the knife used to stab at her heart. I tried to pull it out of her so that she may not suffer any longer. . I had only witnessed her killing by a man wearing a balaclava and a black jumpsuit. Absurd, I know, but that is what truly happened. He should be in here, wearing such a ridiculous outfit. They say that I was wearing a balaclava and black jumpsuit the day she was murdered and they found the outfit in my car. I had never even purchased such attire! The white coats examined me and within a few minutes I was as crazy as they come. As much as I tried to convince them, they declared me legally insane and threw me in here. Everyday they give me pills to take to 'cure' me, but I do not take them. I merely slip them into drinks of other patients. Once I start taking those pills, then I will truly be insane.

Click. I look up, startled. My large iron door swings open and three white coats walk in. Two of them grab hold of me and force me into a straight jacket. I scream and try to fight my way out of it, but my attempt is futile due to lack of rest. Wait. I have just gotten a brainwave. Perhaps they had realised that I am not crazy after all. I stop fighting for my freedom and go along with it, trying to stay as natural as possible. They never pull me out of my prison at this hour, so maybe they have realised I am not insane. Finally, justice is being served. I see the head doctor's door up ahead. Yes! He will clear me of all insanity. Wait. We turned right. No. No! I turn to see my freedom slip away. I begin to struggle and kick again until I feel a blunt object hit the back of my head. Everything goes black.

"... And one more on his forehead." I hear a deep voice say.

I open my eyes and see a team of white coats hovering around me.

"Where... where am I?" I mumble

"You're in one of the therapy rooms." The deep voice says.

I open my eyes, startled.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked nervously.

"Well it appears that your medication hasn't been working, so we are going to try some electroconvulsive therapy." he says menacingly.

I look down to find myself covered in wires and little electrodes. I try to pull them off, but my arms, legs and torso are tied down. They seem to believe that keeping me tied down will make me better. They are the ones who are crazy. I continue to struggle, but it is to no avail, it is all in vain. The white coats look at me with concern on their faces. Deep voice nods at one from behind some glass, and he turns the knob. Electricity runs through my body as I scream. They turn it down. I have drawn the line. I will not take this any longer. I start kicking and screaming obscenities at them. I am red with anger. They look shocked. Suddenly they turn the power up again, although even higher this time. I convulse and flop around like a dying fish.

"I'M NOT CRAZY! I DON'T DESERVE THIS! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG!" I scream at them. Once again, everything goes black.

I awake in a room, covered in rubber, five paces by five paces. People are screaming things, saying they didn't do 'it'. I don't know what they're on about. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. I smile. What a lovely sound.

Please tell me what you thought of it :).

Also please tell what you interpret the ending to be. While it is a good story (I'm only going by what people are telling me) people are often confused by the ending. They ask me "Is he crazy or innocent". I cant answer this since I'm not really sure. Its open for discussion. Some ideas are that he was not crazy and did not kill his wife but the therapy and the environment was too much for him and it turned him insane. Another one is that he was insane the entire time, but did not believe himself to be and in the end he accepted his fate. Thats the best I can come up with. If anyone else has any ideas I'll be more than happy to hear about it.

Anyway thats all. See you space cowboys.

Well I was on the Off Topic Forums and I came across a thread with the same title as my blog. These sorts of things have interested me for a long time and is the main reason I do philosophy. Here was my reply, so if you yourself have wondered things such as this, you might be interested. Those who dont know what I'm on about, please read and tell me what you think.

"One idea is that this is not reality. We could merely be seeing things since we are in a kind of suspended animation, or our brains are, and we are shown created images. Reality is only shown once we awaken from our sleep and this "reality". You might be asking how this works.

Well, I cant tell what someone else is thinking, I can only trust them and assume, I cannot go into someones mind and read their thoughts. I can only be sure of what I am thinking. Because of this, I dont know if they are real or they are programs being made to say this stuff. Everyone on GS and in the supposed world could be none other than programs similar to the ones used for AI in games. The only thing I can be sure of is the things I think, feel, see, etc, but even then those can be fake and just programmed in. Cogito, ergo sum. I think therefore I am. We cannot be sure of our existance, the only thing we can be sure of is that we dont know if we do or dont.

Another thing is that I know of nothing that happened before my birth. All I can do is believe history books and people who had lived in the time before me, but it could all be made up unless I create a time machine and travel back in time to see if what they say happened really did, but since I dont have that technology, I can only believe what I have been told my so called history books and people before me, if they even exist in the first place."

Anyone find it interesting? I hope so :).

Anyway thats all, see you space programs.

Well I finally got a hair TRIM, not cut, after 5 months of letting my hair grow out again. It's considerably shorter, but not so much that I look like a different person. Your probably wondering "Why on earth is this blog called 'My Curtain Call etc'?" Well, my hair style, since its creation nearly 5 years ago, has since been known as "The Curtains", as said by a few friends from Year 8 2 years ago. This is basically long hair all round, with the back much longer than the front, usually nearly reaching the back of your shoulders, and the front reaches your mouth. Then the front fringe is parted into two, one going on each side, looking like curtains.

It actually looks like that. Many people have come to love my hair**** and are usually unhappy when I cut it, claiming that it is "teh sexay" (not really, I said that myself :P) My dad says I have a Joey Ramone look happening, but I dunno, do I? (pics of me coming up)

Onto some other business, as some of you might know I went to Lake Dartmouth for the long weekend for a few days of fishing. My dad and I usually woke up at about 6 or 7, and being so high up in the mountians it was pretty cold.



We spent many hours on the boat, so I had to find ways to occupy my time since my Ipod is busted.

Finally, on the second last day, I caught a lovely 42 cm Rainbow Trout.

As usual the scenery was lovely in the morning and at night.

Finally we had returned home. Keep an eye out over the weekend because I will do my first ever video blog where I will talk about my soon to be new game, No More Heroes, I will give an update on my claymation film and I will find some other stuff to talk about, if not, then I shall ramble on for a minute or so.

Anyway thats all, see you space cowboys.