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Hello, my name is Roland. We're here to help.

Punctuality in life is golden. It's the standard in which evaluates each and everyone of us as individuals in life. If you have a deadline then you are expected to meet the expectations without any complications or excuses. This being said, if I wait in the damn line and order a coffee at Starbucks then I better expect that coffee in ten minutes as promised. If this promise isn't fulfilled someone suffers -a coffee addict like myself- or it can also mean the coffee maker is on the fritz again and I'll have to wait for thirty minutes for Earl the maintenance guy to drop on by and fit it. What ever the case two facts are certain, I'm going to have to suffer until this problem resolves itself and Earl is going to be one busy man today.

Earl the maintenance guy

I brought up the topic of punctuality because this has been something I've been struggling to improve on. For quite some time this has been a growing concern, a common issue I've noticed in many people I've encountered with in life. Even though we all have the capability to produce something spectacular we lack the motivation and the mindset to deliver a creative project in a timely manner. I especially see this in myself, as this is the depending factor that can attribute to the success of Brodinary. If the content on this blog remains barren as it has been for some time now then chances are this blog is likely to fail, a fear that haunts me daily. As I look around the internet to websites that produce material on a daily basis I question myself, as to why I don't possess the drive to produce a site to a similar ability. I can come up with numerous excuses to explain why but this doesn't do much, it only creates a barrier to keep producing sub-par work. With this comes a proposition, a commitment for myself to follow in order to better myself and Brodinary.

1) Keep content updated every week.
I'm committing myself to produce posts and content each week for Brodinary. I am currently in talks with the original founders to create a schedule so content is organized.

2) Redesigning the site
This has been one of the things I've put off countless times. Since I have free time after this semester I'll be devoting myself into redesign the blog to reflect the original concept behind Brodinary.

3) Spreading the word
Networking to a broader audience so our content is viewed by as much people as possible. Having an audience to support us will be a big step.

Stay tuned for the next episode.

Hello, my name is Roland. Jayus is today's word.

Here's a poem that I've been working on. It's been uncompleted for quite some time now but I've been editing it to clarify sections and to fix the flow. Not 100% sure if the changes were for the better so if you have any feedback please leave a comment. 

This poem was for a Creative Writing class in which we had an exercise to list what we did in normal day. After coming up with a simple list I played around with verses to create this poem, as it reflected the feeling I had at the time. It was when I was just in a creative slump, my oldest brother had just moved out and things felt strange around the house. This was also when I spent hours on the computer just finding interesting things. and by coincidence I stumbled upon a site that shared foreign words that carried with them much meaning. From the list I choose two words that connected to how I felt, Jayus and Toska. This being said here is my poem.

Occupied streets that seems empty. 

Jayus

This morning

working on a poem

the mouse clicks

as animals do,

while my weary eyes strive

to finish.

The microwave beeps

And fills the room,

with the reward

of left-over Chinese food

while the T.V shows

reruns of CSI, as promised.

Plastic champagne cups

are filled with water -

a sudden shiver,

as spilt ink forms faces

on the ghost white futon

and coats my fingertips.

I take a shower,

like waterfalls showering over

to refills the prayer cups.

A faded frame sit

as incenses are lit.

Waving once, twice,

thrice with thoughts of family.

Lie down

on the stained futon in malaise,

with my thoughts

of my older brother

moved out. Starting

to print a few poems,

with void voices echoing

around the table covered with

worn-out newspapers and dusty books.

Seconds turn into minutes, then hours, and

days start to nullify here. Caught

in routine, with plagued tasks.

But maybe. maybe

it’s necessary,

to stare

at oneself in the mirror and

get dressed, just

 to sit with Toska.

Anticipating

the oncoming day.

Stay tuned for the next episode.

Hello, my name is Roland. This is The Joy of Painting.

It was like taking a plunge into ‘literary’ waters. I quickly fell into a deep depression losing all sense of my surroundings and found comfort in alcohol . Days were spent binged on anything accessible. At one point I even resorted to armed robbery of a 7-11 convenient store with my shitzoo dog named Dr.Goldberg JOO-stien to feed my habit. Sufficient to say I was living a feeble life. Things didn't go as planned and I cracked. I was a failure. The mental struggle had owned me and I was reduced to nothingness, now in an apartment complex somewhere down town, in and out of reality on the decayed sofa that was in the living room. I had just ordered a batch of pills from my dealer Sven of the East Side Dough Boys and eagerly waited. Remote in hand the channels flickered between one another when the room filled with the soft angelic voice of an angel. “Talk to the tree, make friends with it” said the afro’d man. His words pierced through me and had awoken me. I shuffled through the stack of paper and started writing. Once the show was over I gathered my belongings which consisted of ten sheets of writing, my lucky red yo-yo, a photo of me at burger king, and headed back to Kwantlen with a sense of achievement. From the sheets I created my first poem. P.S my friend Travis is a literary ‘God’.

Bob Ross in his natural habitat

The Joy of Painting

White Shells wrapped with stripes

     waiting, to see the day.

The paint brush releases,

     sweet dispositions

as beau blue drifts over the beach

He smiles at the camera, happily

praises the newbies. says

“Let’s paint,

                a cloud above the sea

whichever works with you”

as splashes of bright cerulean

touches the tips of tides and

showers the sands,

     shadowing over

the beach are hands of waves

waving back,

      happy accidents

Stay tuned for the next episode.

Hello, my name is Roland. Konguru is I

Sorry for the delay in between posts, as I’ve been busy with term papers and assignments. It’s just one of those times when there’s always work to be done, that busy period in life we go through that tests us to our fullest capabilities. Stress increases and all that matters is just producing something we’re satisfied enough to hand in. We as university students know this as finals, and to be completely honest with you I haven’t been telling the truth (I’ve lied and it only seems fair to come clean). I’ve been browsing Youtube for the past few days, something I’m not totally proud of, as this was a habit I’ve mentioned that needs correcting. However, as bad as this setback sounds there's some positive. The word “Konguru” has been introduced to me, although a foul slang for some, I’ve found it quite fitting.

MFW

I discovered this word “Konguru” when I was watching a production on Youtube, called K-Town. To spare you all from this drunken drama fest of an Asian version of Jersey Shore (you can watch it of course but I’ll be silently judging you) it’s about a community of mid twenty individuals who have semi interesting lives. One of the cast members Scarlet first used this word, as a replacement to the commonly used phase “FOB”, an insult to immigrant orientals which stands for fresh off the boat. Although not as bad to the latter term, “Konguru” means a fobby male or female who just came to America and acts very shy. Compared to a direct insult which makes fun of a person's adaptation to a foreign place, “Konguru” talks about the mannerisms of a foreigner, as they have common courtesy in their actions. These are individuals who maintain their polite considerate nature. I found myself fascinated with this word, as I investigated further into it’s origins I  soon saw myself as a “Konguru”. These were people who were timid, compared to the outrageous clubbers in the show who had no common sense. What I found surprising in the show was how offended others were when they were called this, as they would protest in vulgarity to the insult. Myself I found the term “Konguru” to be quite the compliment, a title I’d be proud to hold.

This is where this blog post comes in, as my last post I left off with the thought of finding a tag for myself. I’ve considered this as my online user name, Konguru. I’d like to get some feedback from you guys and see what other possibilities were available

Stay tuned for the next episode.

Hello, my name is Roland. Please stand back while I redefine the circle.

We can all agree that my life has been great but it can be better. Strangely it only took a simple class exercise for me to discover this.

Let me introduce myself, I'm just an ordinary guy trying to make the best out of life. You could say I'm living the hedonistic lifestyle. While this consists of sleeping in late, which is good, it means I don't do anything productive, which is bad. The times I am up are waste on YouTube and games, which is good, it also leads to time being wasted, which is bad. To sum up the majority of my life, it consists of sleeping, playing games, and amusing myself with cat videos. I think it's safe to say about a quarter of the views have been from me on keyboard cat. While this lifestyle is ideal, it's something that I'm fed up with. In light of this need for a positive change I'm setting forth a plan, one of which will either fix me, or cause my own demise; either way you guys have the privilege to be up front and centre.

Debut music

Before I go into the details of my wonderfully planned outline, I feel it's necessary for me to explain why this post was created. This all started in creative writing class. We were being taught about the technological side of the industry, as the physical part of publication has decreased over the years and online presences are the norm. What I speak of are blogs, which for an emerging writer we're given the opportunity to showcase our works to a broader audience. The main problem with this gift is that we're in competition against one another as writers, we try to get ourselves noticed by the internet; a mad dash to create an interesting profile for others to connect and familiarize themselves with. This is where the exercise comes into play, as a way to further develop the reasoning behind our blogs. Oddly enough in our writing class this exercise didn't revolve around what the main subject was, writing. Rather, we were indulged in an activity that had us visually represent who we were or how were were feeling with paints. Now for any person who had to represent themselves visually comes challenges, one of which I did encounter. Like if I was a duke blue or princeton orange, as the choices of colours were many. In the end I finished the exercise and this is was the result. Now for the plan.

Step one is to figure out the key things in my life, and as the list stands it consists of sleeping, gaming, and overall anything fun. While the idea of becoming a professional sleeper is one I'd love to pursue, sadly there's no demand for this occupation, yet. Perhaps the sleeping industry would need more time to sleep on it. This then leaves me to ponder about my other options, especially the gaming aspect. It's safe to say I play games constantly, who doesn't nowadays. For the longest time it's been a dirty habit I've been embarrassed about, but as the first step of addiction treatment states, one must accept their disease before they can change for the better. Myself, I'm just getting around this curve. But to admit this seems to have negative connotation surrounding the habit itself, the complete opposite of what I've seen trending around the web. This is clearly evident as YouTube persona like Robbaz, Videogamedunky, Psystarcraft, Niichts, SomaZ, Purge, and others who thrive as the community gamers people spend hours watching, myself included. Now to make a long story short, after spending a considerable amount of time thinking things through I've decided to throw my hat into the ring. Only once I get a better nerd machine (computer) to handle the task ahead. For the time being I'll be planning the ground works and letting you folks into the thought process behind so.

Step two will be figuring out my online profile. Stay tuned for the next episode.

Painting for class exercise