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I love those radio ads they have for it though i.e. "This ad lasts for only 30 seconds. That's also how long some men last" and "So turn 'oh' into 'OHHH!!!!!'"
Sorry I haven't been posting on a regular basis nowadays. I don't have an exact reason but it may have something to do with my ever growing resent for the human race. Damn those people...
I swear, the natural world hates me. I don't know why. Like if I'm sticking my hand into a foreign bush to retrieve something, that bush will have poisonous thorns. I remember during most of last year and the year before, I was shit scared of walking underneath open skies because I felt that magpies would swoop me. And then a couple weeks ago I got attacked by bees randomly.
I'm feeling sad right now. I'm feeling sad because many people are leaving us. Jin's leaving. Tommy's leaving. Isaac's leaving. Harish's leaving. Blackburn Jimmy's leaving. Jono can't keep it up. But the wierd thing is, they're all either going to Hong Kong or Singapore. I mean, go somewhere creative, like Apuco or San Diego.
I wish I lived on England. England or New Zealand. Anyone one of those and I will be happy. But Australia is cool. More than cool. I'd say England and New Zealand are like your cousins that you have lots of fun with but in the end, Australia is still your older brother whom you cannot part with. Which gets me thinking because then what am I?
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it's alright banh, erectile dysfunction number you wrote all over your wall is there for a reason, your personal reason.
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After rigorous studies, I have come to this conclusion. Isaac hates me so much that his mind just erases me from his memory at the end of each day. For example: If we were to go and talk to each other for 4 hours alone during the day, at about 10pm he'll be wondering how he spend 5 hours thinking to himself.
Also, I've realised that I spelt Lobo's name wrong last post. Instead of 'Darren' he opts for the much more homosexual 'Darryn'. Find me a name that doesn't sound more homosexual with a 'y' in it. I challenge you.
We were watching the 1st XI school team play today against a bunch of 30 year olds. What was funny about the opposition was that they only had 10 players, half the team were wearing different hats and the other half had no hats, the keeper had on pads on and the first slip was in short shorts. It was still a thrill-a-minute kind of affair though. Only those thrills came in wickets. Melbourne High wickets. Soon enough, we were 6 or 7 down for 80 or 90 runs. I'm not sure how they went, but I do know that Membrey was still in so MHS weren't dead and buried and Arpit Talwar was run out by Membrey after toughing out 2 runs.
Overly annoying thing when you're watching the cricket and people ask "So who's winning?'. There is no answer to that seriously. It's like asking a WRC driver who's winning. Someone might be ahead at that point in time but its always going to change later on. Ok, maybe not the best example but cricket is a unique sport. So when Michael Phan [the cooler one] asked me I unfurled a flurry of bullshit answers. Not really, but I told him you could tell who's winning by the way they walk. So he proceeded to watch Arpit walk away from us be puzzled. A clever bunch is cricketers.
Do you ever get the feeling that you've just missed out? I try not to, but I did the other day at RMIT. Truth be told, the only reason I went was to see Jin's new thing. Only Tommy drags me off because has to go to Box Hill [or BH as it has become affectionately tagged] and he didn't want to catch the train by himself. Me, obviously distressed, start asking him if I could stay back and him catch the train by himself. He does in fact give me the option of staying but then I thought, Jin's new shopping partner may only be temporary. But what Tommy and I have, that shit is built to last. As a wise man once said 'Bro's before Ho's".
Peace out.
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I'm not sure why, but on the bus home today all I could think about was the Living End song, Prisoner of Society. Cool song definately, but somewhat tainted.
Seeing as I've been telling everyone and anyone that matters, I'll tell you [you being that 40 year old Swedesh guy that reads my blog religiously. Hi Sven!!!]. Yesterday, after a 4 days of transition, me and my boys decided to go to RMIT to emerse ourselves in the game that is pool. Me, having money for a change, decided to face off with Darren. Now let me tell you, if you looked up fluke in the dictionary, it'd say something about being really lucky and then say "See also: Darren Lobo".
So I break, and I'm crap at breaking. We trade a few shots before he finally gets non-stripeys. He pockets two balls first up. I hit back with one of my own before he pockets 3 more. So at this stage, I'm 4 balls down and in need of something magical. That's when I hit one ball firmly. That ball flew across the table and nicked another ball on the side to send it pocketwards, then the ball went into its own pocket, I had just got 2 in with one shot, bitchin. I pocket a further 2 balls and suddenly it's even again. Me, with the momentum, pocket my final two balls with ease and focus on the 8-ball. With composure and a hint of awesomeness, I pocked the 8-ball to complete a magnificent come from behind victory. Thats what we in the professional world call a 'spanking'.
I woke up late today. It was about 7.00 when I realised that I was late. So I had two choices: a) Get up and rush like hell to get to school on time or b} Take it easy and be late. See, I had an idea. If I was going to be late, what's the point of being 5 minutes late, because a late is still a late. So I might have well just been super late. And thats what I was. I went through my morning routine and I left the house at 8.00, leaving me enough time to walk to the station and catch a very cool 8.14 train. I ended up getting to school at about 9.00 or there abouts, enough to get my maths exams [which I 'spanked' Isaac with]. I did however miss out on voting for Poon and Mahmud. I was shocked when Damiola and Shiv won. They had nothing. Not even funny. And a good SRC pres needs funny.
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Holy crap Sean speaks the truth. We did actually win yesterday. And Matty did actually hit 79*. Crazy.
So I've been 16 for about a week now. And to tell you the truth, it hasn't been that flash. Well maybe thats because from what I know, only Tommy, Victor, Jack and Arpit remembered. Although Arpit did find out through Tommy's nick so I'll let him pass. Heck, even my parents forgot until I told them.
Yay, Dwayne [hehe] Bravo hundred. Who would've guessed it.
Bobanas bobanas bobanas.
I have nothing to write. Or there's nothing to write. Either way works for me.
I'm feeling slightly creative. But only very slightly. Not enough to do anything. But just enough to want to do something.
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Hmm... It's raining. What a horrible, horrible coincidence. Horrible. Lets just hope it rains itself all out in the next couple of hours. Pray for me. I don't ask much, but please pray for good weather come Satday morning.
Its always the little things in life that you get your kicks from. Like getting a compliment from a friend, a pleasant surprise, or a brand new Blackburn scarf. But there a few things that I enjoy immensely.
- Walking past Domino's at night time
- Walking past cars in a traffic jam [that is until they catch up and go past me, and possibly this process repeats itself, that just adds to the funny]
I just love walking past Domino's at 7pm or around that time. This is because we have our own little Mitcham Pizzaria which is totally awesome. There used to be a Pizza Lovers place but seeing as everyone said that place was so crap, no one every went there. I used to feel sorry for it. However due to no one every going there, they were forced to close down and a new Domino's took its place. I, for one, am not sucked into all this big corporate company bullshit [I say as I'm decked out in Nike and Giordano]. Every time I walk past it, no matter what time it is, no one is in there. Or maybe 2 people together at the most. And I can tell they're just not getting any orders in because all the staff just lounge lazily. It gives me so much satisfaction to know that the local one is, and has been for many years, doing so well.
I got attacked by 'annoying girl on the train' on the train again. At first, I was hoping she wouldn't see me because I was sitting down with Gary, but I was to be disappointed. I am slightly proud of myself though, because I didn't act all shy and shit, I tried to hold a normal conversation with her. Hoping she would go away once I stopped being uncomfortable. It didn't work. Well not immediately. She did however start bugging some random person. Score 1 to me.
In other news, I'm having great trouble learning the speach night songs. To be fair, we are doing five songs, not including the regulars, and two of them are in foreign languages, one Italian and one Latin. One is a Crowded House song, one is about rainbows and the last song is just downright annoying.
One last point, I realise my grammar sucks. I've tried my best [my best being Poowong West Primary] and this is the best I could've come up with. So either send me a grammar book or just accept my method and realise that the 'actual' grammar is all wrong.
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How cool is Lucas Neill? And Brett Emerton? To a lesser extent. But seriously. Neill so has to be the face of Australian soccer. Tell me he is not the mostest handsomest man in the team. Mark Viduka is just ugly. Harry Kewell is going for that Tom Cruise Samurai look. Brett Emerton is amazingly lanky. Jason Culina has too little hair. Tim Cahill maybe, but he's a little young. Neill's name also resembles an Australian name, unlike Popovich and Eldrich.
I'm very disappointed with SBS World Sport tonight. The whole 20 minutes or so was devoted to the big win. I wanted to see some cricket highlights as the Windies had previously gotten spanked. Boohiss.
Very tired right now. Cricket training was tough. Although we did get to use the bowling machine, so that was definately cool. It does play with your mind though. Because everything is exactly the same. No natural variation. So you play one shot, then the next ball you look to play another shot when you should just play the original shot. At least thats how I saw it.
I'm thinking of making a site. I know whats it about. You don't. Which is kind of cool. Bwahahahaha. Knowledge = Power
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I just got back from RMIT with Jin, Tommy, Victor, Jamie, lil' Joe and Marcus. Ok to be fair, I got back long ago but I spent the past 2 hours watching House season 2 [rock \M/]. House is cool.
This morning was cool. It was Isaac, Harish, Jamie, Jack Yao, Michael Phan, Gayan and me playing soccer on the tennis courts. We were playing A team on, so thats Isaac, Harish and Jamie [how he made the A team is still a mystery that rivals the disappearance of Trent's virginity]. Amazingly, we were owning them so hard. Like seriously, so hard. But then they hit back, and quickly. In the end, I'd call it a draw.
Then we went oval. I was covering the far post and Harish was taking a shot from far out on the left. He curls one in and its going straight for the far top corner. I have no choice but to head it over the cross bar. And holy crap did it hurt. And then when I was keeping, I did these cool diving saves, albeit somewhat unnecessary. But then a save from Tommy ended up hitting me on the wrist really hard and it still hurts when I put strain on it. Painfoo. And then I scored when there was 2 keepers. Top right corner thank you very much.
Cannot wait till Satday. But if it rains, I swear I will hurt someone.
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I'm sad. Very sad right now. But there's nothing I can do about feeling sad. Because I know that if I do, I'll seem like a self centred, egotistical jerk. And nobody likes that. Not even me.
You know what I find scary? Random threatening phone calls. As had happened with Duc's alleged aunty a good 7 months ago. You know what I find annoying? Random people talking to me on MSN or just getting my email and adding me yet never coming online to talk to me. Even more annoying? Random girls trying to talk to us on the train. Oh my God that happened today.
It was Kelvin, Michael [Chae], Andrew [of the Terrence kind] and me. We were leisurely having a conversation, albeit Andrew was more in his own world, when this girl turns around and starts trying to have a conversation with us. I mean seriously, rack off. I wanted to do MX trivia God damn it and she just kept yapping on, either trying to impress her friends or just trying to annoy the crap out of us.
Also, Mitch Hedburg rocks. I've got one of his albums, Mitch All Together, and another one, Strategic Grill Positions. He is a funny person. Very funny. Its more how he talks. It always reminds me of Tom Mahoney and how he talks. Its cool. You know who else is funny? Stephen Lynch. We've got 2 albums of his, A Little Bit Special and Superhero, his live album.
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And can a comedian who resembles Smiles be funny? :D Have a good one man.
You know what's funny? Victor and Phan getting $25 for working at a pharmacy. You know what's even funnier? Me getting $100 for working at a pharmacy. Bitchin'.
Work experience was amazingly tough. Working a 40 hour week took so much out of me. I had to pretty much stand the whole time looking at shelves and stuff. I would've had so much more to do if I was a pharmacist, seeing as everyone brought in their prescriptions and I had no idea what to do with them.
So on Friday, after work we decided to go to the city. 'We' being Jamie, Jono, Phan,Victor, Mikal, Phillip and I. Because I was late, too busy getting all my money, they decided that we were to go to China town to go Yum Cha. We walked from Flinders to China town, and then out of it. We were about to cross the road when I said 'Why don't we just go Crown?' as that was our, or my, original plan. So we ended up finding a tram stop, only to realise that trams weren't going that way, so we walked to another one and went to Crown.
At Crown, our first objective was to get some food. We go to the food court on the ground level first, walk around there but decide against buying food. However much to our surprise, as we were walking we sighted Brent Harvey, accompanied by Leigh Brown and possibly Daniel Harris. Cool huh?
Then we go upstairs and take a look at McDonalds and KFC, but no one decides to buy any food. Jack and I decide to go asian but the asian food upstairs was a lot more expensive compared to down stairs asian food, or so Jack thought. And he thought wrong. We went downstairs again, with everyone following us, yet no one bought any food. With me going through my healthy smoothy fad, I went to one of the healthy places and bought a combination of apples, kiwi fruit, pineapples and oranges all in juice form. It wasn't the most delicious thing in the world. When I went back upstairs, where everyone else had went, I discovered that everyone bought KFC. That story was interesting before I realised how boring it really is.
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Wow, I just recovered from Isaac's big night out. I actually had a really good time. It was cool seeing Isaac do his dance. No offence meant, but it was a very girly dance, very girly. Maybe girly isn't the right word, more S Club 7, which coincidentally means the same. Their biggest problem was that they lacked T & T. Tits and teeth =P. Isaac did the worm, I almost believed that he a giant worm had got onto the stage and was trying to escape. We also saw Joyce there, but I vaguely remember it. I'm not actually that bad with names. Its just faces that get me.
I was glad I went up to the front and jumped around. I feel sorry for Jin and Phan and Harish and Victor, they were all too afraid of going up there because someone might see them and they think they might look stupid. Their biggest mistake was thinking for other people [thank you, life skills].
The music was actually really catchy. Not so much catchy, but really easy and fun to sing. Not so much fun, but enjoyable. Also, you could sing as load as you could and you still couldn't hear yourself over the band.
Started work experience today, at the pharmacy. It actually isn't really easy working at a pharmacy considering everyone comes in and asks to get their prescriptions. I'd give it to them but I don't know what medicine to get, so I just get their pieces of paper and give it to someone else. I did learn how to work the cash register though... after many failed attempts.
Sorry I couldn't write anything inspirational. Its just that me so tired. And me so hungry. And Man Utd so crappy.
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