I was reading Andrew's blog just before and hetouched upon a nice subject. Is it better to be all about maths or have a more general knowledge? In other words, be a book worm or be able to think on your feet. I've known a few people like that. They can ace any school subject but they wouldn't be able to think their way out of a plastic bag. There isn't much to say about this, because everyone already knows the answer.
Grumble Grumble Grumble
Have to finish my maths assignment tonight. Will I be able to? Don't know. I'm sleepy.
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Nice advertising..Where'd u get it, the cheap advertisment shop.
Nice advertising..Shame no1's read ur blog!
House Cross Country tomorrow. I'm excited. Though I probably won't even run it. I'll just walk it. Take it easy. Hosue passion, I think I lost that as soon as I single handedly lost Junior House Soccer. Yeah, make me go keeper, I showed youse all.
We just a black out before. It was kinda disturbing at first, but then I just felt relaxed lying there. Listening to music. Basking in the flickering candle light. But then the lights came on. And back to reality I went.
I'm getting lazy now. So very lazy. Lazy like a cat out of hell. If there ever was one. But here ain't.
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<-- ^_^ I got bored today. Well not really, we just needed a change in scenery. But you know. It's all good.
I got a little lazy so I just did a quick [as in 45 minutes] clean up. Kind of pointless when you think about it. I don't even think it looks that good. But it'll stay. Until I think of something else to chuck there anyway. The scan was from Nuriko at Anime Project Alliance. Don't know what that is? It's ok.
I feel like editing a bit more on the site now. Anyone that says I have homework is a liar. Albeit a correct liar, if you can handle it. Maybe a bit more on me, self centred I know but who else would I write on? Jono?
Now to that test I held in the last post. Either no one even visits here anymore, or everyone agrees that Paris Hilton is a smoking hotty. Better that way I guess, it's how I initially intended this blog to be. No more "Why did you say I wet my pants at camp?" from Jono or "I don't like little kids anymore" from Tommy or "Oh my God you're so big!" from Isaac's sister, as in the ASX team and big as in a giant big. Boy that kinda ruined the joke.
Drivers must hate me. I must be the worst living pedestrian. But then again, I hate drivers. I hate it when they don't indicate but turn anyway, just to piss you off. Or when they do indicate and don't turn. I piss them off as well, as payback. I cross the road forcing them to slow down. I laugh at them. Bwahahahaha.
Indoor again tonight. Pretty bad match. Batting wise it was fantastic. Each pair made 40 and we amassed 130 odd. The bowling was far from great though. We only took 1 wicket throughout and that was a run out. We ended up just winning but 15 or 20 runs. Hopefully we can turn it around for next week.
Fifth Ashes Test coming soon. For Australia to have any chance, Hodge or Hussey need to be brought in. And they need to win the toss and bat first. Someone in the took 4 need to score a hundred and Gilly needs to score 50+. Simple as that. It's getting kinda scary how much I'm watching the cricket now. I'm able to point out things before the commentators do. Like faults in technique and possible tactics for captains.
But there is something I'm proud of. Let's look back to August 15th.
I'm going to say right here that Ricky Ponting has found his feet and will make a big hundred. Bold, I know. I realise Ricky [the familiarity] has been a little short of big scores recently but from what he's done today, he's looking the deal. At the start of his innings, he wasn't going too hard at the ball. He waited for it and defended it neatly. And plus, it's a perfect time for a 'Captain's knock'. Not sure about Hayden though. He doesn't know what he's doing.
And what happened? Ricky Ponting made a captain's knock of 156 to save the game. And Hayden got bowled around his legs, looking quite the fool. I should've been at SBS instead of Andrew Orsaki. Bah.
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I hope everyone gets sick. Very very soon. No not really, but cool. I feel like doing a little test.
Paris Hilton is a smoking hotty. And so it Ms Capon, who just happens to dress like a prostitute.
I feel I've been a pretty good person recently. I don't want to be one to boast [yeah and a chicken doesn't like to scratch around] but there's just no denying it. On Thursday, Marcus had to go somewhere and I told him that if the tram came, I wouldn't get on and would wait for him instead. The tram did come, and Marcus hadn't arrived yet but I didn't hop on. Phan on the other hand did. But he needs to get back to his factory as soon as possible.
I'm tired. So very tired. Damn waterpolo. Good for nothing. I so have to get a floaty next time.
Jono has been acting strange over the past few days. I can put it down to a few reasons:
- He is in denial over my countless talents
- He realises that he is Jono, and always will be Jono
- The Australian cricket team is doing badly
- He has finally given up on men and moved to girls now
- He gets bagged too much
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gomen...
Sorry about not being here for the past week or so. I'd like to give you some reasons but I can't think of any. Except for maybe I have a little too much on my hands and suddenly little time for blogging. But you don't really care. I know I don't.
Funny thing happened yesterday. I was at Melbourne Uni Open Day and I had an hour to blow because my bro and parents wanted to go to an engineering talk. First I checked out the law place, just because I happened to walk there. Not much. So on my way out, I bump in Jono and Leo... again. So I decide to tag along and go to a law lecture, even though I'm sure none of us bar Jono were interested in law at all. But hey, beats walking around and being lonely.
Been playing a lot of Dungeon Siege 2 recently. In fact, I spent all of Saturday and most of Sunday playing it. Sad, I know. But so very addictive.
I'm hating CAD right now. So very much. Mostly because I have absolutely no talent in architecture at all. When I wanted to do CAD I wanted to do graphics design, not house design. T_T Sucks.
Should be studying for Indo test right now. But I don't want to. Indo. As if you would. Instead I'm watching Grey's Anatomy. Nice show. Grey, not really that hot. Even though she's meant to be. She looks real old. Lingerie model is pretty though. They're yet to show her pictures though.
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I was just watching Today Tonight before and my gosh, they are horrible. It's like the tabloids, except the pictures move. They talk about crap, a lot more crap with the worst back up evidence ever. EVER!
First they talk about the assimilation of immigrants. They have some super 'yobo' man talking about all the asians in his street, and I quote "There are asian shops, asian signs with asian writing". ASIAN WRITING? ARE YOU STUPID? Maybe you shouldn't be asking the racist shop owner who is bitter because no one is going to his store. Stupid stupid Today Tonight...
And then not 2 minutes after finishing that story, they move onto another one where they are debating whether hard labour from overseas should be bought in. So as long as white people are getting the money and all the rest are doing the work its ok eh?
This story itself is stupid. They talk about how young people don't want to do apprentiships and hard labour anymore. They have a whole string of people in their late 40s talking about how us young'uns are too lazy and soft and representing the youth of Australia, they have an asian guy.
And another thing. Why does the England cricket team hate me? THEY SHOULD'VE WON. But that doesn't mean I'm angry Australia didn't lose. In fact, I'm pretty happy because Ricky Ponting did make a big hundred and looks hungry for more. Jason Gillespie, time for him to go. Bring in Taity or Watto. At least Taity will be able to reverse swing it and Watson does know how to keep it a bit tight and has made a handful of centuries.
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I'm going to say right here that Ricky Ponting has found his feet and will make a big hundred. Bold, I know. I realise Ricky [the familiarity] has been a little short of big scores recently but from what he's done today, he's looking the deal. At the start of his innings, he wasn't going too hard at the ball. He waited for it and defended it neatly. And plus, it's a perfect time for a 'Captain's knock'. Not sure about Hayden though. He doesn't know what he's doing.
It's a wierd thing watching the 3rd Test. I knew England were more than a slim chance to win the Test. Their seam attack is far superior to Australia's and their batsmen have more confidence. Now that England only need 9 wickets to win, it's nice to know that I might just get my money back. However at heart, I'm still rooting for Australia. When I saw Justin Langer get out, I was just "oh yay? ^_T". I'm like a pregnant woman, in that the mixed emotions, not the milky breasts.
I feel I have no homework to do now. Yet I still have that ugly maths assignment. Ugly, ugly maths assignment. Like a donkey's ass with lots of text and various graphs.
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Tiring day today. Kinda funny considering I woke up at 11.
I walked to Mitcham station only to see the train would arrive in 10 minutes. I decide to continue on walking but I was in unfamiliar territory. After some useless wandering, I saw that there wasn't long till the train so I just decided to jump on that.
After a spell in the library, I walk back to Nunawading but the train is 15 minutes away. Now I decide to walk home. A very tiring affair. I've walked twice the distance before but I just felt so... dead. My legs were like stone [as opposed to Isaac's legs of STEEL!!!!].
We ordered out tonight. But I still had to walk out and pick the food up. Indian food. First time for me. As we walked into the restaurant, it smelt of... well... curry. Ah, those crazy curries.
Back to the library tomorrow. And I feel like going down to some nets afterwards and having a bowl, just to shake off some cobwebs.
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Hmm... I felt like a change. I think it looks nice. It's definately not a permanent thing though.
I really did love watching that little moment unfold. Matty Hayden acted like such a girl. He didn't act all tough and scary, he kind of threw a hissy fit. Gold.
Big day today. We went to the city and bought a soccer ball, finally. I wanted to go to Nike on Smith Street and get that black Man Utd ball we saw the other day but everyone was too lazy to go so we just went to Rebel and Nike Melbourne. Ended up buying a Rebel ball, $10. I'm going to go collect money tomorrow, get your wallets ready, men.
I asked Jin if I could go with him to his indoor soccer tomorrow. Why? I felt I needed to see it. How it was played. What the atmosphere is like. And I had nothing to do on Friday. A combination, really.
Horrible thing happened last Sunday. I was watching the TV in the morning, munching on my Cocopops, and suddenly it just dies. Everything disappears. After a bit of random button pushing, it was adjudged that the TV was gone. Now there's a vacuum in our living room. It's just... empty.
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Ah, I suddenly want to see Siu Lam Juk Kau and Kung Fu Hustle. Funny movies. The Chow-man is my hero. And not as in "VENABOOS" Chow [Mr. Chow, what a gun] but Stephen Chow.
I say that I have heaps of homework, but the harsh reality is that I don't really. All I have to do is the English essay, which I will give a final proof reading tomorrow, and the geography assignment, which I will again give a final look before printing on Friday. And that damn maths assignment, I wish I would bring it to school and maybe even start it. I do still have to read Mockingbird. I haven't even gotten to the raping accusations yet -_-;;
I'm going to go to Nike outlet tomorrow to get a cheap little ball. Well not really a little ball, but I'm pretty sure it's going to be cheap. Sure, it's going to have a Man Utd logo on it but I have a devilish plan to work around that. hehe. I am sneaky.
Andy Lau.
I want to go watch a movie this weekend. Or maybe I should join one of the many bandwagons to the footy. Or I could even go and watch the soccer... by myself... No that wouldn't work. I had too much pity for those who went by themself, I don't want to be like that. Maybe to the library. Let's find those hot librarians eh? XD
Hmm, can't wait for the soccer to begin. But now I also want to bring some signs or posters along. When we go see Sydney FC, I'm going to make one saying "Dwight Yorke pwn$$". If we go see Adelaide again, I'm going to make one saying "Qu Shengqing is progamer".
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Ah, so heart breaking. Brett Lee, what a legend. Bowled his heart out and then cops more bruises than a nerd wearing an "I love my teachers" shirt. The true shindigger spirit. Sorry about the cricket talk but no one goes to my cricket blog. Then again, no one comes here. So comment and show me how loyal you are. RAWR!!
Good thing Geraint Jones took the catch to seal the win. You could say he just held onto his Test career. When he let through those 4 byes, I was basically sending the axe to Jones. If only I was an English selector. Good thing they've finally got it right. Instead of picking all these dodgy little allrounders *cough-Rikki Clarke-cough*.
Australia definately need to make a change to their team. Either Brad Hodge or Michael Hussey [both have played county cricket and 'mastered' the English conditions] NEED to come into the starting XI. Who should be dropped? Simple. I know Simon Katich has been the one that has always been the one to make way but his two failures in the recent Edgbaston Test at vital times are more than enough.
Still on cricket, we owned today. The ball was like brand new, hard as hell and swung like Bob Massie on his Test debut. I had the luck of bowling to the left hander and I set him up so good. I bowled 4 outswingers starting on off stump and going away, all of which he missed. And then for the last ball, I bowled the ball cross seam it keep it straight, he played for the movement and was bowled comprehensively.
This moves me onto some little bitchy things that just get me so pissed off. My mum is like yelling through 5 walls at me in my room to set the table. All the while my older brother who is in year 12 is too busy playing his online RPG to even get off his ass and help around. Mean while my grandma is asking me "Were you just playing sports?" and I'm just screaming "I PLAY INDOOR FUCKING CRICKET EVERY FUCKING MONDAY!!! WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M DOING?!!" only not in those exact words, and in canto. Heck, if it was in English I would've got the message across so much easier. And then my grandma starts saying the old "Oh my, I'm sad I have to die so soon because I love it when you get angry at me."
Why am I so freaking angry? Because I just put in 110% in indoor and I feel that I deserve at least a little rest. Arghh I can't wait till I move out. All I need first is a job, a proper education and about $10,000 of my own.
I want a job...
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Stupid England. They can only win when I forget to make a bet on them. ARGHH!!! I WANT GAMBLING MONEY!
Yesterday was a ball. I spent the whole train ride up to Flinders listening to Crowded House - Four Seasons in One Day. Again, and again, and again. It's one of those songs that you can just put on repeat all day. Yet I still can't get all the words right.
So I saw Jin at Flinders, turn out he was on the same train as me. Ha. We waited for a bit until Victor came. And then a bit later Jono and Jamie came. Then we saw them arrive at Flinders about 10 minutes after Victor [haha, I am dirty]. It was kinda funny how long it took Jack and Phan to get to Olympic Park. We must've caught them in the middle of CS. First we waited about a half hour for them at Flinders, and then probably another half hour at Olympic Park before they finally arrived. A blind man that's allergic to dogs could've gotten there quicker.
The match was super. Melbourne Victory against Adelaide United. For all you who say "It's only the pre-season, it's so shit", get fucked, you anti-social pig fuckers.
Ok, so the first 10 minutes or so were a little scratchy but it was only their second match for a good 7 months. Archie Thompson ~_~. He is my hero. Even though he didn't score, he was excellent. In the 6th minute, he turns one defender, gives praise, rainbow flips another defender and then nutmegs the last defender. Only to cross it in and for the other striker to backheel it and just miss the post. Granted, none of that really happened but it was still fun to watch.
There was one real chance for each team. And both times the keepers did exceptional jobs. The first was Archie Thompson. After a spirited run down the right wing by number 17, he crosses it to Archie who, on a tight angle, has a shot only for the keeper to dive on the ball and block the shot. The second was from an Adelaide corner kick. The ball was loose in a throng of players in front of goal. Someone got a shot off but the keeper's left arm shot out and punched the ball away.
After the match, Jamie was dead set intent on going to the Telstra Dome to the watch Essondon Sydney match. So we ran there. Well we ran to Richmond, got off at Spencer then ran around for about 20 minutes looking for the overpass. After finally finding it, there was still enough time to get in and watch a decent amount of "footy". So Sydney won, and Jono was disappointed. I knew Sydney had it. I mean, Jude Bolton, come on. What can't he do?
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I can't stop listening to Crowded House - Four Seasons in One Day. Which means I can't stop singing it either. What a 'mint' song it is. Kudos to the music department on this one. It makes up for forcing everyone to sing 'Mack the Knife' in German. Just because Ms Essex had a bit too much of the Christmas cake over the holidays.
I was required to find a photo of me at a birthday party a couple days ago. So as I was looking through the photo albums, I found a couple of gems. I remember when we used to be asked 'If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you get?'. I would always answer my cricket gear while everyone else would get the photo albums. I finally understand why.
So here is me ready to go Bruce Lee on all your asses [I'm the one in yellow/blue].
And a personal favourite, here is me after breaking into the alcohol cabinet. I'm the one on the far left. A rough estimation would lead me to be about 3 or 4 at the time.
A happy birthday goes out to Joyce. I'm not exactly sure who she is but all I know is that she is Tommy's love interest because we all know Tommy's confession to me was just said as part of our plan to pick up at Flinders =. We failed. Actually, Jin and I found out that we have quite a complicated love 'chain' going on here. So I'll do my best to explain it.
Tommy -> Joyce -> Isaac -> God -> All of Us -> Me -> Mystery Woman -> Jin -> Leeds -> Little Kids <- Tommy
Stupid? No. Comical genius? I'll let you decide.
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u sarcastic sob...i love the pig fucker bit..so random but so true!!i love ur blog..^_^..and leeds doesn love little kids..little kids loves leeds!!
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The greatest thing happened before. I was sitting in Isaac's car on Springvale road and talking about something. At that point, it was just a little drizzle before I say that I have to walk home in the rain. Before you know it, it's pissing down more rain than you could catch and give to Africa. Obviously disstressed, I wasn't looking forward to walking home.
After getting dropped off at Nunawading, I was praying that I didn't just miss a train. Luckily as I was picking up my bag from the boot, the boomgates come down and I make the train easy. I see that it's still uber raining but when I get off at Mitcham, I find that a bus is waiting there for me. When I got off the bus, I was extremely happy to find that the rain had stopped completely. I mean, none at all.
I got thinking. Thank you, Isaac. It was because of you and your "connections" that I was able to have such a nice trip home.
So today was pretty filled. I found out in the morning that Isaac was planning to go to Adidas and Nike outlet stores. Feeling this might be a chance to look at some soccer balls, I said that I would tag along. At first he wouldn't let me go because he was going to meet up with his sister. Feeling somewhat sour, I guess I gave him a bit of a hard time after that.
But soon Isaac changed his mind and invited me to come along. Upon finding out that his parents were going to drive him there, I felt a little scared of going because I don't want to be the only stranger there. Luckily I found out at recess that Tommy was tagging along too. Mostly because he's kind of like a coupon, we get discounts when he's around.
Tommy and I were feverishly excited to finally see the Jerusha. This excitment was relieved by bagging the hell out of Isaac, but that's ok. When we finally saw her, it was somewhat of an anticlimax. I guess she was a little shy because Tommy and I were there talking a lot. In the end, I don't think she said more than a dozen words. But that's ok. I would've done the same... If I was a girl and my twin brother brought along his friends to a shopping trip that should've only been us two and my mum I'd be pretty pissed.
Funniest moment was when Tommy's brother actually refused to drive Tommy home. And then Tommy was all like "Ah that bastard better not tell my mum I was here". What a mummy's boy.
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sighz
I've got a lot of homework right now. But its my fault that I'm watching TV and playing solitaire instead of getting a start on it. I should be able to realise what's most important and turn off the TV and start doing my geo assignment. I'm not that victim here. I learnt that in life skills.
I wouldn't call myself I racist. I just don't like black people.
See only Melbourne High guys would laugh at that. Us people may seem insensitive and harsh towards the "coloured" in our school but people should look at it from our view. I mean, curries. Everyone knows curries have their own distinctive smell. Ok well maybe not, but how about this situation. You're jammed in a tight spot with an uber hot girl and thoughts of lust and desire. Now would you rather the girl be:
a) A white girl
b) An asian girl
d) A wog girl
c) Or a curry girl
I know what my choice is.
Speaking of wog girls, there's this one woman on the train I see sometimes. And I must say, she has the biggest man hands. It's kind of like that episode of Seinfeld. I call her man hands.
I give a lot of people I don't know names. Mostly for fun. Like on camp, there was Bike Man. And someone that lives down the road, I call him cat man. Not because he has many cats, but mostly because I saw a cat walk up to his house one time. There's also my next door neighbour. I call him shirtless man. I swear he has no shirts. Then there's Crazy Legs; some random year 12 guy that is seriously crazy.
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I hurt my left ring finger... again. I swear, its always the same finger, every bloody time. I tried to ice it but that didn't work. Let's just hope it won't be too bad. Luckily I could still bat and bowl, though not very well. We played so amazingly bad today. It was almost painful. Yet we still won. Golly.
I got a lift from Pat after the game and who else would be there but his little sister. I can't really remember her name but gosh isn't she a little cutie pie. She's only 3 but she knows that "Voodoo Child" song and Backstreet Boys - Incomplete. What a clever cookie.
I'm watching Lagaan: Once Upon a Time in India right now. It's a fantastic movie about fairness and the underdog.
It's set in the old Indian times when the British were still in charge. The evil white man wants to double the tax on the farmers and people. Not happy with this, a group of them, especially the young Bhuvan, go to the top to complain but catch the white man in the middle of a cricket match.
After the match, white man gets an idea. If you farmers can beat the white man in a game of cricket, the taxes will be off for the next 3 years. However if they lost, the farmers will have to pay triple the tax. Against the wishes of his elders, Bhuvan accepts the offer.
The task is set. The farmers have 3 months to not only learn cricket, but to get good enough to beat the British.
I was really interested in this movie because it was mostly about cricket. An added bonus was that it was a Bollywood film, which I seem to love. All the singing and dancing is just so great. And it's not just any singing and dancing, it's all curry music which is like cool. The funniest thing though is that its about a bunch of curries that don't even know how to play cricket. Curries. That don't know how to play cricket. It's like a fish that can't swim.
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