If there's one thing I hate about myself is my ability to think of all the most awesome things to say when it is way too late. For instance, the other day I was walking home and a random woman gardeining says "Hi" to me and I just say "Hi" back. Here is my train of thought in the following 5 minutes:
Who is she? I've never seen her before. She's not bad. "Hi"? Is that all I can say? Make some small talk. Say "Nice today isn't it?" or "Good day for some garden work" or "Boobies". But no. Just "Hi". WHY AM I SUCH A WUSS? WHY AM I SUCH A GIRL? I HATE MYSELF. I HATE THE WORLD. I HATE EVERYONE IN IT. I HATE YOU!!!!!! I wonder what that strawberry Pocky will taste like, I just hope none of the sticks have snapped in half. That really sucks.
...Ahem...
House Athletics today. Muchos fun. I supported my house by going down the front, showing my amazing lack of talent on the tambarine and screaming myself hoarse. It was all worth it in the end though. I feel I made a difference. It's not often you make be encouraged to make any kind of noise at all. I feel we didn't come up with enough ridiculous cheers though [i.e. Give me a LI]. Yarra came 3rd. That's one spot higher than looked likely half an hour from the finish.
On the way home, I was thinking about house spirit. And then I got the greatest idea ever. Next year at swimming or athletics [or even at cross country later this year], I want to get a big sheet and poke two eye holes and pretend I'm a ghost like you see on TV when it's Halloween. Then on the sheet I'm going to write "Yarra House Spirit". Brilliant isn't it? I remember in year 9 when I saw all the year 12s and stuff running around in ridiculous outfits supporting their house. I didn't understand what was so appealing but now I get it. And I want everyone else to feel it.
WHERE'S YOUR HOUSE SPIRIT, BIATCH?
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haha, i remember in year 9, when everyone was going crazy about the 'house contest' thing and i'm just like, meh. cbf. but now... its different now.
YARRA PASSION!
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I went back to Melbourne Exhibition Centre for more cheap thing today. Everyone was already doing stuff so I went by myself. MR POPULAR!!!!!!!
There's something I love about cheap things. You can divulge in some of your more guilty pleasures and you have a more than suitable excuse. Last time we went, I bought Candince Alley, Sophie Ellis Bextor and Jamie Cullum. Stuff I wouldn't usually spend a dollar on [espeically the first two] but it was so cheap I couldn't help myself. Today I spent a lot more money on more stuff I usually wouldn't touch.
First is the S Club 7 greatest hits album. I remember back in grade 4 and 5 when I would love to watch their TV show. I don't know what was so attractive about them. Maybe it was that they were a bunch of attractive British people that lived in only sunshine and good times. You know, up until the point when they were strapped for cash and needed a quick way to obtain some money for their hotel room. But the show was more than singing and dancing. They even had an underlying romance between Jo and one of them, let's say Jon [So]. It was everything a kid could want.
The other thing I bought is the Bee Gees's Still Waters. My dad kind of asked for it so I bought it for him. For $15. That's a lot for me. That's a lot considering the guy in front of my in the line to the cash register had 5 CDs all worth $1 each. Sadly though, it's an album from 1997 and doesn't contain any awesome/cool songs. Some would say it's a waste of money and I would agree with them.
I was also planning to go down to the nets at the Walker Park and I bought some shorts and a cricket ball and everything. Only thing I forgot was to bring some appropiate shoes. I was wearing my new, Gola shoes all day and they were hardly suitable for running in and releasing 90mph thunderbolts, let alone my 10mph pies.
Now I leave you with something for you to contemplate, and quite possibly fill in the gaps:
----'s doing her dance
---'s looking for romance
----'s getting down on the floor
While ------'s screaming out for more
Wanna see ------- swing
Wanna see ------ do her thing
Then we got --, she's got the flow
Get ready everybody 'cos here we go!
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Jon
Paul
Hannah
Bradley
Rachel
Jo
By , at 7:31 PM
I'm currently loving this new keyboard on one of the computers. It's like tailor-made for typing and word processing. The keys are so easy to push and its so quiet. Unlike the last keyboard, the keys were like rigid and stiff as. Which is really bad on cold days when your fingers aren't exactly hooked up to the brain properly. I love it.
Mighty cold today. Mighty cold. In the morning, I got up early to play some hardcore Harvest Moon and chucked my new Jamie Cullum DVD on. Turns out he's magical on stage. Key mashing at its best. I even watched it again after I finished it the first time, just so I wouldn't have to do my Macbeth homework in silence. I didn't get to finish it the second time though. Still, a mighty good watch.
I asked my dad to drive me to the liberry today before he went to work. We left at 11am and it was still freaking cold. Honest to God, it was FMTO kind of weather. Luckily for me, the liberry had some mighty heating and it was very cosy in there. I went primarily to look for a classic novel, only I left the sheet with all the recommended authors at home so I just settled with Charles Dickens' Oliver Twist. Funnily enough, all I know about it is that it's centred around a poor kid.
After finding my book in 10 minutes, I didn't want to walk home as of yet so I found a secluded spot and dug into my methods assignment. It was a mighty assignment. Not so much hard, but tricky. I still don't know why they need to make the TI-89T such an annoying piece of technology. I don't even know how to put games on it. I WANT GT!!!
I'm going to have to find the effort to go to the city and/or Rebel at Ringwood in the next couple of days. I desperately want the World Cup ball, considering its only $25. However I also want a Spain top from eBay which will cost about $40. About a week ago, I decided not to buy either of them but now I've thrown caution to the wind and want to blow all my money as fast as I can. Free hats for anyone that comments here before on exactly 8.30pm
EDIT: Funny moment in Iron Chef.
Commentator A: Swallow's nest? In a dessert?
Commentator B: Well that's actually a common use for swallow's nest.
Commentator A: Oh.
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kirby() is the now.
By , at 10:08 PM
take a guess who this is haha
By , at 8:57 PM
You know what I'm getting tired of? Innuendo.... In-your-endo.
Read any passage and anything an I will bet my heart and soul that you can make a dirty story out of it. To prove my point, I'll use a very old post from Isaac's new look blog and go into detail of its dirtiness.
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F-50 / Thursday, March 24, 2005
Finally, the smell of new rubber [condoms no doubt] permeates in my room. After 2 long months of soccer drought [from all that sex]... a new Adidas F-50 [sounds like a sex machine, no?]. haha, i'm really happy with it [I'm sure it's making you happy]. Thanks Jin! It cost me 30 bucks [money that could've been spent on condoms]! But it's worth the price, it has a good bouce [like breasts], nice pattern, awesome colour. It's just the perfect representation of a soccer ball [or any other kind of ball]. haha! I'm gonna have a kick with it tomorrow morning with my sis [Will not go there].
I'll be carrying a ton of homework with me to Bendigo [what? And leave all the porn at home?]. What a way to spend the church camp [This one time, at church camp...]. haha, well, that's life for me. For all of you who are still questioning me about what life in Australia's about for me, there's your answer - Doing homework during camps [In between unadulterated sex parties]. How much worse [or better] can it get? haha!
Actually, it's not that bad. It don't like it, neither do i dislike it. I just take it as a process of gaining knowledge. It pleases me in a way [Just like you please yourself in another way.
I just came back from the Easter service [a fun service?] at Crossway. It was a massive blast! haha, there were hardcore [nudge nudge] solo performances by terrific singers. The message was to non-believers, it was like the ringing of the daily alarm to my ears. But it was well delievered by the Senior Pastor, Stuart Robinson [refer to these lyrics.
I have no idea what i'm going to do in Bendigo [I can think of a few things]. 80% of the time work, 20% of the time soccer [and 10% "me" time]. That's my estimate. haha, opps, i forgot time for God. Erm...that goes without saying, haha! I'm feeling all nervous for Joce. The Easter play is due this Sunday and i doubt it's all ready(But it MAY be). haha, i wish them all the best, and i hope their put in their best efforts for God!
*I walk as he leads"
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I am so going to hell for this.
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By , at 9:08 PM
Last night was Isaac's Rally Night. About a week ago, I was eagerly looking forward to it, but then I just stopped and started to dread it because it'd be us bunch of Melbourne High guys and a hundred other random church goers. We'd be the outcasts. And I don't like being an outcast, unless its an OutKast.
Contrary to my expectations, it was actually pretty fun. Although it was it was so loud I'm sure my ear drums will just stop working at the smallest hint of Happy Days, I'm ok. They dressed up the hall at Blackburn High School a la 1950 [and by that I mean records hanging from the roof and a disco ball]. Even the waitresses [Isaac's 10 year old "hot" friends] were made to look like the girls from diners.
So it was Jin, dP, Jack, Victor, Anthony and Harish sitting at a table with some other random family. We had all paid $5 for dinner and we were uneasy about what we were going to get. Following dP's predictions at Safeway a few hours before, we were given an entree and a drink, the rest we had to buy. And the entree was just a hot dog. They even forced us to buy stuff. But you could just not buy stuff? Wrong. Every two minutes a waitress would come up to us and ask if we wanted anything. After 10 or 20 times, we felt we had to buy food and drinks, just so they might leave us alone. They didn't. So we just bought more. And more. Funny when Anthony tries to pick them up, even though they're about 12.
After all the festivities and a very insightful musical performed by the high schoolers at Fungus, we were all released to go home. After catching the train back to Mitcham, I was confronted by someone asking for money yet again. You would not believe how many times this happens to me. I walk past, they see me as an easy target and ask for money. Me not wanting to be raped, duly applied and gave him 90 cents in poo change. TAKE THAT!!!!
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I was about to give it to him and then I thought he was going to use it on drugs or alcohol.
And then I thought, that’s what I’m going to use it on.
By , at 7:11 PM
I've been thinking [ominious music...], there are 2 types of people that buy McDonalds in the morning. Rich people, who can afford to fork out $10 for a breakfast that has fewer nutritions than a bundle of sticks. And stupid people, who feel they're in such a rush, they barely have enough time to stand in line for 5 minutes to order something that will take a further 10 to make.
I'm feeling tired right now. Tired from all the homework I've done? Not likely. Tired from all the homework I should've done? Less likely. Tired from waking up at 6am everyday for the past 2 weeks, including weekends? Closer to definite. Someone teach me how to sleep in again. I honestly think I'm getting to the stage where I actually dislike sleep. I like early mornings. You get up and no one else is awake. Slowly, as the hours tick by you see people come around you and get into their day. Before you know it, it's 11am, you still haven't had breakfast and you realise you've just played 5 hours straight of Harvest Moon. It's still nice though.
All this would be good and well apart from the fact I need more sleep than a coma patient. I'm fightng not to fall asleep in the middle of blogging and now my 'O' button is starting to screw up on me. Or maybe its just my typing.
I want to say I have too much homework to do right now. But truth be told, I probably have the least out of all my friends. All I have to do is some exercises for methods, some more for general and finish making that skin for Isaac's blog. Who could've guessed that making a skin could be such a long and unfruitful journey? From my initial idea, I've gone to scrapping it, bringing it back and changing it, to scrapping that and now to just draw 'inspiration' from another site.
Signing off. V for tb pose #2
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By , at 8:52 PM
We all love ya!
I was just reading over some of my older posts, and damn I'm funny. You people have to start recognising that fact. I don't want to sound arrogant or anything but I am definitely under rated. Tell your friends about me and tell them to laugh.
After all, laughter is the best fun you can have with pants on.
Written by banh at 9:24 PM | Comments (1)
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yeah, man, you're very funny in an sarcastic-arrogant way...which is funny.
By , at 6:29 PM
First of all. Nick Hancock is not only the awesomest blonde, wicketkeeper/batsman/bowler I know, but he is also the nicest. He goes out of his way so much that I'm not sure if his way is just a wonky line. About a week ago, I asked him if he could go to the ABC Shop in Ringwood and see if there was a CD that I really wanted. Without me even having to ask, he buys it so I don't have to and gives it to me [for a small price]. How awesome is that?
Rained pretty hard today. Conveniently, it only started raining at about 2pm, just as people were getting into sport. Cricket was cancelled. I wasn't disappointed but I wasn't overly happy either. It was ok. Everyone got soaked. Or as our good friend Aaron Tan puts it: pwned by the rain.
After waiting for the rain to die down, I walk to South Yarra expecting a nice, quiet train ride home. Lo and behold, I get to South Yarra and see Jin and dP waiting and looking dazzled. Turns out Joe was there also and they just missed 3 trains. Three! How does that work?
Not wanting to feel left out, I went with them to MC to meet up with Tommy, Duc and Jamie and just sat in the upstairs food court watching darts and then Weagles v Saints [who best against the weagles in a first game of the season at the Subiaco after Saints have gone 5 months without winning a real game]. After wasting about 30 minutes, Jin and Tommy wanted to go play pool and dP follows them. Duc, Jamie, Joe and I elect to go home. And all is well yet again.
Also, I really need to talk to Isaac on MSN. I'd tell you why but then there's no point. ^_~
Signing off. tb pose #4
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Right now, I'm listening to some hardcore Frou Frou and not doing my hard core subject homework. I'm sorry, that was very bad.
I was thinking about Scrubs before and this line wouldn't get out of my head.
J.D.'s Narration: When you spend most of your time together as a part of a group, if you're left alone, it can get pretty awkward. There can be...uncomfortable silences.
I remember back on the night of the Commonwealth Games and it was dP and me catching the train going home. Now I'd like to say that dP and I are friends but the fact of the matter is that we're not skin tight buddies yet. I can't remember talking about much except how bad KFC is. But its not just that, it's just any moment where you are suddenly one on one with someone that you're usually with in a big group.
These are people that you would wave to as you walk past them but not people you'd stop and talk with. There's a mutual feeling of friendship but it's yet to be cemented. But I'll tell you what, it sure as hell feels a lot better once you have had that long conversation with them. The awkwardness is gone and you can continue to make fun of the giant beard guy.
I desperately miss holidays already. Although this long weekend has totally screwed up my mental calender. Friday felt like Saturday, Saturday felt like Sunday and Sunday feels like Sunday. Sunday's a funny day. Saturday is all having fun and relieving the pressure of the past week. Sunday is more relaxing and doing absolutely nothing until 7pm when you realise that methods chapter needs to be done.
For the past hour, I've been sitting alone in the living room listening first to the Shrek 2 soundtrack and now Frou Frou's album Details. My brother is in his room doing his uni homework and my oldest brother is off somewhere doing something. My parents went to the temple to do something.
Much to my dismay, my parents just came home and ruined my peace. But its ok, they brought food with them.
Signing off to do some work. Or eat some cool food, I haven't decided yet.
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