4 Things The Hive Has Taught Me

(Each of the statements below reflects to my precedence and serves as an insight into the hive. Cold slammin' & Dead serious.)

It is not a punishment, it's a gift

It is exactly what it says on the tin. When it comes to priorities, it's always about attitude and commitment.
Each and every single "punishment" inflicted upon me enriched me in some way to some degree. It is easy to just comfortably hide in the corner and complain as opposed to learn from mistakes and grind. At this stage, being comfortable and at ease would be the final nail in the coffin. If I could pass a lesson by virtue of my experiences and mistakes, it would be this: You are gifted, don't waste your talents. Mistakes are inevitable, thankfully. You can either dwell on them or take advantage of them, they shape you one way or another. You can get marred or jacked. It's entirely up to you. If you embrace your struggle, however, no obstacle will be big enough.

I got mine

Society is an unsanitized form of advertisement. It is human nature to create a need. But a need creates insecurity. And insecurity leads to animosity. Everybody has his own distinctive taste and needs.  So why not fulfill and develope those? You need to bear in mind that it is not about what you have, it's rather about how you work with what you have. These following lines accurately and utterly explain the abstract meaning of the word "society": "They stand in line to watch themselves. For themselves. All for one. And none for all." That is not mine. It belongs to Nathan White. I really don't want to dissect a topic of this magnitude, but let's get down to brass tacks: Probably unwittingly, though nearly all of us prize society above individuals. Still, society doesn't stand a chance. But at the same time, each person is better at something. (Just kidding, I'm the best. Haha.)

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"At this stage, being comfortable and at ease would be the final nail in the coffin."

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No label, I outright own my material

It's funny how people quickly label and stereotype someone. We all do that. Ultimately, you are what you want to be and that is the only thing that truly matters. You reap what you sow and if someone says disparaging things about your contribution and achievements, he probably does not feel well in his own skin. Don't let these perspicacious detractors and naysayers affect your life.  Just accept them and don't have a negative attitude.

Talk? Nah...Walk? Yahoo!

Actions make a man, words a windbag

I grew up under impression that men should always back their talk up. Besides, talking has always been a privilege of women. I mean, there is nothing more embarrassing than a man that cannot keep his mouth shut. Your actions speak louder than words. Actions are your resume. That is what you should leave it up to. When I'm around a guy who talks a lot, I am on the verge of going away, because of the male embarrassment in the air all around the room we're in. Silence is a valid option.

Fairytale: Better than Utopia

Once upon a time, many, many years ago. There was a little Swag. It was a small and weak sheep that needed to project its insecurities on other animals. And then there was a wolf named Mojo.  Swag looked at Mojo in vain, because it could not stand the fact that all forest animals would be chanting Mojo's name.

No weapon, homie!

Boston T Party

It all began with a Terio dancing contest. Fully aware of my dancing varied repertoire and (in)capabilities, I knew right away that above mentioned contest is rather a slippery slope for me. The Terio is a physically highly demanding dance by the homonymous dance artist, who has recently become a phenomenon on the internet. Such complicated choreography puts fear in the eyes of other widely recognized but less talented dancers, which was the only thing that stimulated and motivated me at the time.

Sheesh, you know I owned the main stage with finesse. I was completely ironed out and my staggering performance was flat out off the charts. The whole party turned into a wilderness and everybody had to wear an electrifying t-shirt designed by me personally.

Maybe I was a bit overzealous, but all I did was rise to the occasion and seize the initiative. It did not break my stride as I had expected and I must say, it was totally worth it.

Me and Jeffrey, Elvis and Michael took all over the place and during that night I realized that when it comes to England, New is always better.

Semester under Review

JAC 3  has been an extraordinarily pleasant and enchanting course as a whole. Both teachers have shown an evident interest in developing students' understanding and knowledge. Of course, I am unable to get a solid grasp of the methods used in their teaching ethics, but I believe both teachers don't mean us any harm. In my mind, their attitudes towards students are entirely different from each other, and I can't say that either one is wrong.

As it pertains to interior assessment, the point that needs to be highlighted is the question of heating. If there is one thing I cannot stand, it is a heater in the classroom. For reasons unknown to me, I resent synthetic heat and I find it mostly intriguing that when spring comes, no air conditioner is turned on. Inconvenient moisture conditions all year long! This complaint has to be verified. Haha (pun intended). Benches have been to some extent clean for once, but there is still enough room for improvement.

And that Nickelback song really softened my heart & I hope that Voodoo Child is on the clock any time soon.

Blessed Beyond Buzz

Considering the fact that Thanksgiving day is one day behind us, I would love to make this announcement. This is my moment of clarity. Haha. I should start off by saying that words cannot express the gratitude I feel each and every single day for the life I live. I come from the best family I can imagine and I have a really wonderful group of people around me - I mean, I could not be any luckier. The truth is, people have always been the most intriguing inspiration in my life. Just the idea that the people I care about exist motivates and gets me fired up. In a positive way, of course.

In the hindsight, I thought to myself so many times: "Well, there is nothing left to prove. I've reached my peak. That's it, I'm done." But as I got older, I realized that there are still so many obstacles I have to overcome. That's why I am still super-excited about things in life. I always try to find new ways to get better. Of course, there are times when it's very challenging... But I believe that, at this point, I have navigated these challenges for my personal benefit.

I'm tellin' ya' how to do it right! Brum. Brumm.

Just don't expect any preachy and would-be heartbreaking advice how to do things right. I am too young for this bull. The moral of the story is that there is not just one right way. Don't believe everything that you breathe. Period.

Those with loaded guns, and those who dig

I must say - there is no better game than Red Dead Redemption. Computer games may be beyond my craft threshold but I am 100 % certain and positive that when it comes to Red Dead Redemption and its exceptional storytelling, other games just don't stand a chance. Even now, in the age of higly praised Grand Theft Auto 5,  I still believe that John Marston's story has not been matched yet. I finished the game 3 years ago but the only thing I can hear in my head each and every single morning  is the song "Exodus in America". What a brilliant job with the soundtrack composed by Bill Elm and Woody Jackson. Morricone must be proud.

The sounds of the game might be a pivotal aspect for my assessment, but nope, this game has many other things and remarkable features to offer. The storyline is touching and very deeply elaborated like never before. From my point of view, just a look at the raw, vast swath of a southern american countryside is a glittering lure enough.  If there is any negative criticism I could level at the game, it is perhaps the playable character of Jack Marston. And that's just because of the fact that I can't see by any stretch of the imagination anybody  filling the shoes of his great father.

"I'm many things, most of 'em bad."

(picture courtesy of ps3blog.net)

The old bar set by RDR is still at its highest. It's a standard upcoming games must strive to reach. Rockstar Games are like American Movie Classics. There is simply no mediocrity. The best or nothing. As far as the story is concerned, the latest western movie blockbuster Django Unchained is nowhere near compared to this soon to be called masterpiece. The game of Marston's redemption will never be rendered obsolete. Ever.

So, which "R" you filled with?

When it comes down to movies about lying, the first one that comes to mind is unquestionably Kill Bill series.

The way I see it, along with the famous pub scene from Inglourious Basterds, Kill Bill is probably the last properly made and positively acclaimed movie directed by Quentin Tarantino. Yep, I am going out on a limb by saying that he's a bit long in the tooth and slightly overrated. Of course, so many scenes and shots can be interpreted as totally characteristic for him. For example a classic Tarantino scene goes like this: An epic fight full of hatred, violence and gore is soon stopped because of a friendly coffee break. The fact of the matter is that he is highly influenced by other directors. Enormously I should say.

However, the whole film is piled up with machination and lies. All this is caused by individual diversity of villains and bad guys. They suffer from disunity and are eventually under fire from own ranks. The plotline is all about setting out for payback and revenge.

It's the final countdown!

4 biggest lies in the story of Beatrix Kiddo

1) The Black Mamba is dead
People and even zombies would not survive a headshot, but Beatrix Kiddo is clearly a different breed. A coma, the Pussy Wagon, wickle your big toe and here we go again! But Bill does not have a clue.

2) The baby is dead
Apple doesn't fall far from the tree. It stands to reason that even Kiddo's fetus can survive anything by any means necessary! But Kiddo does not have a clue.

3) The guy from Okinawa will never make Japanese steel
Poor Hattori Hanzo. That blonde American woman moves insolently into his apartment and forces him to break his promise. Shame on you, Hattori! But Bill and the rest of his crew do not have a clue.

4) Just an ordinary suitcase full of money
Little blonde sister Elle Driver... She did not think this through. One of the most venomous snakes in the world has nothing to do in your baggage.  As for credulous Budd, this is rather a dubious pleasure indeed. But he does not have a clue.