Xanga has been a pretty handy friend over the past 6 or 7 months. It's been there when I've been bored, it's been there when I wasn't. It's the been there when I needed to do homework and other various tasks. Basically, I could turn to xanga anytime I wanted and waste up to an hour if I tried really hard. All those days are over now. There are a number of reasons why I finally gave up xanga, but it's one in particular. Yesterday after leaving the Twenty20 match early [Dave Hussey and Cam White T_T], I was waiting for the bus to go home just outside QV. Lots of other people waiting and I see Chen Kenichi [Shev I think is "real" name is] and Sheron walk up to the bus stop. Now I don't know Sheron personally but I recognised her from all the photos she puts up in her xanga. It was at that precise moment that I decided to give xanga up. I didn't want to recognise people that I didn't know and, more importantly, didn't know me. The only reason I stayed with it was so that someone interesting might just chance upon it, but we all know that never happens. So from yesterday on, I am completely xanga free. I'm even going to stop reading them, because that takes more time than anything.
So the cricket yesterday. I'd rather not talk about it...
Cricket on Tuesday, the International Twenty20, I'd rather talk about. Very entertaining game. Australia batted first and it was an interesting passage of play at the start. Adam Gilchrist was somewhat struggling to find some timing and placement but Matty Hayden was there to pick up the slack and be the aggressor. They worked together in a true partnership. After that lots of sixes were hit. It kept on being repeated that Australia just have so much power hitting and it is so true. The weakest of the bunch are probably Mike Hussey and Michael Clarke, both not massive six hitters but the rest are all capable, even if it's not their day. Cam White finished things off brilliantly in a fashion of his own. He has progressed so much as a batsman it's almost scary.
The England innings was boring. Ed Joyce got out too early. Freddie Flintoff went in too early. KP got owned by Shane Harwood. Funny thing happened during the innings. When Shane Harwood picked up his first wicket, I suddenly realised that 2 Victorians are playing in the same Australian XI. And then when Hilfenhaus picked up his first wicket, I suddnely realised that 2 Tasmanians are playing in the same Australian XI. And then the next day when I was talking with Nick, he pointed out that only 2 New South Welshmen were in the Australian XI.
I think it's unfair to say that the English team should be better at the Twenty20 format because they've played it longer at home. The truth is most of the XI that played that night are still very inexperienced in this format. I'm sure players like Flintoff (9), Strauss (10), Vaughan (2), and Collingwood (4) are still relatively new to it because they spend a lot of the time in the national squad playing the 50 over match. Whereas Nixon (36), Lewis (20) and Dalrymple (19) have played quite a few more and really need to be the leaders of the pack. Interesting note, Paul Nixon really did show how experience in trying to save every run can count. More than once he dived when standing up to the stumps trying to intersect a reverse sweep or a fine sweep from the batsmen. Of course, this probably isn't that good of an idea since he is more than likely to get his teeth knocked out, it's still pretty good thinking.
This blog has been very good to me over the past couple of years. But I feel the need for change. Something different. I'm going to stop posting in the blog and start up a new one. This year is all about change, and I'm going to start with the man in the mirror. And then this blog.
For the final time, me out.
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Oh what a year. I loved it so much. I never expected this year to be like it has been. It seems I never made a list of things at the start of last year that I wanted to complete so that makes it kind of hard to see what I've done over the past 12 months. So I'll just recollect to the best of my ability.
January was mildly lame with very not much happening. We went to the cricket and saw Australia dominate Sri Lanka. It was about as much as I could've wished for. I'm sure a lot more happened than I let on. When school started, I was mildly confused and very disappointed in my form. There was absolutely no one in which I was friends with in the previous year. There were a few people that I vaguely knew but that was as far as it went. Over the year though, as is always the case, everyone because the bestest classmates I could possibly think of. Everyone managed to pen their names into my good books like Aaron Tan, Branny, Mirmils, Ambu, Tom Xu, Jack Liang and some other guy. Then I had my general and methods buddies in Shervin, Christian and Samir [3 of the coolest, hairiest "wogs" I can think of]. Then there was my Box Hill hanging and singing biology song buddy, Wilson. Also can't forget my chemistry buddy Victor Chu.
Away from the form, I had a lot of trusty sidekicks in my subject classes. Methods I was lucky to have the 3 wogs, Andrew, Naryanan, Duong and Truc. General I had the 3 wogs again and Wilson. Indonesian was like the whole class. In chemistry there was Victor, Steven Tran, Jase Lai, Macca and Smooker, who kept on hugging me. English was the best class, there was Marcus, Jinn, Daniel Tran, Visa, Denholm and Chalky. Biology was equally as good, especially with our permanent seating pattern, with Nam, Gayan, Joe, Jack Yao, Jase Lai, Joash and Macca. Just on our biology class, we did have a really good seating arrangment. The wierd thing was that it was nothing really official that the teacher had decided on at the start of the year. Everyone just kind of kept on sitting in the same spots class after class and then everyone got attached to their seats and wouldn't let anyone else sit in them. I took one for the team sitting next to Nam but it was ok. He would be there to complain when things got boring, but I feel I may have been a bit harsh on him sometimes. Meh.
Apart from the people, school work itself was absolutely sweet. The start of the year was a little sluggish because I was still in the year 10 thinking that nothing mattered and all you had to do was pass. But eventually I started doing the work, not always in advance and by myself. My midyear report was pretty sweet but the end of year was absolutely the best. Lots of As and stuffs. What surprised me the most was how I performed on the unit 2 exams. With the unit 4 biology exam on the first day of exams, I spent pretty much 90% of my time studying biology with the other 10% going to ICC 2005 to "relax". So after the biology exam, I worked my way through a relatively easily marked Indonesian paper but then opted not to study seriously for methods. I had both methods exams on the same day and faile to do overly well in them, and I knew it. When they came back, I was amazingly relieved to see I got B+'s on both of them. I was a little disappointed not to get an A+ for chemistry after all the tutoring but made up for it on the first general paper with A+, which was somewhat scary. The second was meh-ish with B+. The biggest surprise was definitely english in which I got an A+. Without even studying the text in which I was going to write on, and thinking only of playing soccer after the exam, I'm not quite sure how the A+ came about. I believe it had a lot to do with the fact that Ms. Mulholland likes me, which makes everything a lot easier.
A big, fun day was when Jono and I followed the senior futsal teams to the Pits building to watch them take on the best of the best in the state. Watching our MHS year 11 futsal team, I was more than impressed. It was like a well oiled machine. Laios, Isaac, Turk, Denholm and Jase formed the core while others like Steven Tran, Duc and Kev provided more than able back up. The whole team was coached by none other than Johnny K. Funny moment was Duc hacking at the keeper who was lying on the ground before he realised he could just hack the ball into the goal. No goal was awarded though. So MHS played really well and reached the semi finals. That's when the party stopped however. Up against the Victorian Futsal Academy, our team was made to look like amateurs, in which we were. It was like Manchester United vs Southend, only the good team actually won this time. The futsal academy were so far above our MHS team, it was almost harsh that they played out the entire time. Denholm did manage to score... somehow. But at least the team has something to aspire to next year. The year 12s also had a team, but they sucked.
No one new really came into this world for me. It was just a kind of a reshuffling and come back of many old faces.
New man on the block umm... Shervin, Samir and Christian. We spent countless hours bagging Dr. G and bitching about Yarusky's overly hard tests. But it was all worth it in the end.
Fading star Again, hard to pick one. I think the fading star is probably cricket. I'm still loving it and keeping in contact with it, I've just kind of stopped playing and not surprisingly, I want to play now more than ever.
High point Formal afterparty. I think that was absolutely pucker.
Low point Looking at my unit 3 biology results. Ouch it hurt.
What does 2007 hold? The bestest VCE results I could ever dream of. For at least 2 subjects, I must get 50 or over. Nothing else. But apart from that, hopefully a bit of a healthier life, tanking it up in the gym every week, playing more futsal, finding coolest formal date ever and so much more.
Quote of the year"Actually that's a lie." I've said that way too many times it's lost its charm.
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