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You guys are awesome…
Jan 31st
Can’t believe I managed to get seven whole replies on a pencilcase entry! That just brings down my credibilty, though it also shows that people actually prefer humorous entries over more serious ones. I can see why so I guess I’ll try and write more "humorous" entries next time.
I might as well make some replies even though I can simply do it over MSN, I now find saying one liners pointless, like starting a convo just to say one thing or ask one question so I guess I’m more comfortable with this.
First up Francis. Well, I guess there is no huge difference, just the two I’ve come across with. To tell you the truth I got my pencilcase searched and basically I was like "Why do girls always do that? You’re probably going to rummage through it and then exclaim "it’s such a guy’s pencilcase" before putting it back. But since I’ve said it, your not going to say it" and then she simply went "What a boring pencilcase" and puts it back. And oh I don’t have a pencil in my pencil but a black pen and also a stapler. I knew I forgot something 
Moving on to Sally. Nothing wrong with rummaging. Like I said, most guys will probably enjoy the attention 
Makes us feel special. Perhaps they should invent one of those password pencilcases like those password journals for chicks. Voice activated pencilcases. I like the idea. *goes to patent office* Yes, yes, something always happens at tutoring. Though I doubt anything will be happening this term. I have two red pens cause I bought two red pens, and decided to just throw the other red pen inside. Why seperate the two if it started off as a pair?
Makes us feel special. Perhaps they should invent one of those password pencilcases like those password journals for chicks. Voice activated pencilcases. I like the idea. *goes to patent office* Yes, yes, something always happens at tutoring. Though I doubt anything will be happening this term. I have two red pens cause I bought two red pens, and decided to just throw the other red pen inside. Why seperate the two if it started off as a pair?Hmm I guess that’s it.
And you thought I’d write something about the first day of school
Mysteries of the pencil case…
Jan 28th
I think best when I’m taking a shower and then I just forget it all.
But seriously, what’s with girls and pencil cases?
I mean, I guess its a gender thing. Okay imagine your friend suddenly grabs your pencil case and looks through it exclaims that it was boring before putting it back. What would you then respond? I think the most common response would be "Dude are you gay?!"
But it’s fine for girls to do it, cause us guys prefer the attention
So here’s the process…when you least expect it you see a hand moving faster than Neo grabbing your pencil case. Before you can even put on the "wtf look" they’re already rummaging through it. Then it feels like your getting judged on the basis of the pencil case. It’s like your entire manhood is on the line based on the outcome of their liking for the pencil case.
Well, they rummage through it, gaze at the pens and what not, close it and places it back on your table as if nothing happened. But before they do that though they usually have a parting statement either:
a) This is such a typical guy’s pencilcase
or
b) What a boring pencilcase
Hmmm…then the guy would generally try and defend their manhood, the only method is by comparing their pencilcase with somebody else’s pencilcase. Generally comparing the size, amount of pens one has in ones pencilcase etc etc. Usually there’s always one person that goes "It’s not the size that matters, it’s the durability" or something along those lines. You get the point.
I have not heard of an interesting guy’s pencilcase though I’m sure once I do the statement after the rummage would be more on the lines of "Are you gay?"
For future reference, in my pencilcase there are 2 red pens, 1 blue pen, liquid paper, pencil, rubber, ruler, protractor and a pack of AAA batteries. That should be all of it by memory. I guess the only way to have an "interesting" pencilcase is perhaps throw in a pack of condoms, that should please the ladies.
If all fails, don’t bring a pencilcase.
Highlights
Jan 27th
Last day of Gu’s…holiday wise anyway. The class we have now is good, don’t really want it to change though 3 will disappear and who knows who else might join. We also won’t have David our student teacher. That guy is awesome, has my respect.
Went to Japanese place after Gu’s and had lunch. After lunch went to Galaxy. After galaxy we crashed at my place. I know I should’ve asked Jason or Jack the day before but I wanted it to be spontaneous with it…and yeah Jason couldn’t make it. Nonetheless we had great fun. It also meant one less person to kick my ass in Super Smash Brothers Melee.
Everything went smoothly except watching Memoirs of a Geisha and ended up not watching it. Those who went also got a free meal courtesy of my parents
I’ve realised that if you ask yourself what to say during a conversation the less chance of you actually starting something interesting. Usually when I ask myself regarding what to say I generally ask a question which results in a response I don’t give a rats arse about and then the process goes again.
I have SEC tomorrow. Wonder what it’ll be like this term, I find EVERY term something changes, whether its the room, people or teachers something ALWAYS changes. The more that I imagine a PERFECT classroom the more INPERFECT it becomes. I really had high hopes this one term, probably around Term 3 last term? That term was dreadful. Perhaps the worst term I’ve experienced far exceeding the German tutor who smoked. I mean sure I was bored sh*tless that term with the German tutor but got through it with Jesse
Term 3, was different, the teachers were okay, just the general mood of the class was boring. There were no windows whatsoever and I was screaming for better ventilation, that was also the Term where I was sick for a high number of days. It also happened to be the term that Jesse said he’ll come but didn’t. Man that term sucked.
The best term teacher wise had to be Term 3 Year 9 I believe, that was the term which I was the ONLY guy in the class. But being quiet me, you can guess what happened…yeah not much…socially. STFU
Enough of old memories of SEC.
I realised I said that I was going to "sleep" around 20 minutes ago but yeah I wanted to write a blog.
John
Mr. Gu
Jan 26th
Mr. Gu has to be the happiest man I’ve ever met. That is not exaggerated.
Perhaps he lives in a shabby apartment, maybe he smokes…a lot…and the fact that his apartment smells of smoke and the also that nothing will probably ever grow there, despite all those factors his life is perfect.
I mean, his lifestyle is definately I will choose NOT to live, I don’t think anybody will choose to live in a apartment where the toilet has shit stains no detergent will ever remove. Yeah it probably is that bad. But his happy. I guess that’s the important thing. He doesn’t really care that he lives in a crap apartment, I mean, I sorta stopped caring about the conditions of the apartment after a while and evetually have gotten used to the passive smoking.
I guess what I’m trying to say is that he lives his life in content. It doesn’t matter what other people think of you as long as you are happy with yourself then other people’s opinions do not matter. I mean money seems to be of great importance to everyone. Everybody loves to have money. Everybody loves spending money.
I remember this one convo I had with Steven.
Note: I was doing something and exclaiming how I like doing it etc…and Steven makes this comment.
Steven: So is this what you’ll be doing for the rest of your life?
Me: I’ll still be making more money than you’ll ever will.
Steven: Shut up *whilst half laughing*
I wasn’t being serious back then, using it just to spite him. I just find it pathetic people do a particular course *cough* medicine *cough* because they think it’ll provide them with more money. I don’t hate money, but I do hate what money does to people.
Okay okay. I’m starting to sound cynical again. Better write something more hilarious to please Jesse.
I think I know the reason why Mr. Gu seems way faster than SEC. During SEC it gets boring. Like yeah, just does.
But at Gu’s we do 2 hours of tutoring, get all the work done but still get to have some fun in between.
It’s like suddenly, we begin talking about tennis, music artists, dirty jokes (oh yeah!), people making funny noises which makes me go "wtf" and yeah just random occurences that happen in between the work. A class is more productive when it’s having fun!
Okay…do you know what’s better than dirty jokes? No. I didn’t think so. But it’s always best to ask, yes? Well a girl telling a dirty joke? Perhaps its the fact that I go to an all guy school that makes me think it’s weird when girls act more dirty?
But yeah, I feel more comfortable when I don’t have to be uptight with the way I act. It’s a good thing.
Though the most hilarious bits is where I have the "wtf look". It’s like we’re working and we all hear this weird ass sound coming from this other girl and yeah I stop and go "What the HELL was that?!", softly of course. But yeah, like two days ago we were doing our work and then the phone rings. It ran once before Gu picked it up (must have teleported or something) and then she mimicks it with her voice. It sounded pretty real though the frequency might have been off (damn physics). With Keija commenting "sounded like a man’s voice".
Today, was lame. Lame as in funny lame. So yeah today was funny. Suddenly out of nowhere Keija just asks me "John tell some jokes" and the first one’s that came up into my head was the wet pussy joke and my own joke…(here’s a hint remember the Chaitu period where everybody was saying that TERM which nobody understood? If you don’t get it ask me on msn cause there is no way in hell I’m going to write it here). So yeah I tried thinking of some other more suitable jokes…though can’t think of any. I was trying to think of a simple, short joke which can create a laugh, not those long ones which if I end up screwing will lose its hilarity.
We then began having a lame contest. Such jokes included:
"What’s one on cos c? Sexy!"
"Why don’t maths teachers need to go to the beach? Cause they can use sin and cos to create a tan!"
"What do maths teachers debate about? Mathsdebate!"
"Where was Moses when the lights went out? In the dark!"
Man those are lame and the ironic thing was EVERYBODY was laughing at them. Well maybe one or two weren’t but the majority was.
Another interesting point which was raised during Gu’s was the topic of Shangs.
Kev: Don’t Shangs bitch about other Shangs?!
Me: Yeah! That’s what Shangs do! Bitch about other Shangs!
Ying: *to Kev* You’re just jealous because you’re not Shang.
Steven: I thought everbody hates Shangs.
Me along with others: Yeah.
Then we were talking about how stingy Shangs were fighting over 20 cents and yeah doing what Shangs do best, bitch about other shangs to make themselves feel different. Hehe.
Okay this blog is too long. Was aiming for shorter blogs by sticking to topic.
Mr Gu owns.
The Sum of All Fears
Jan 22nd
If it hasn’t been said before, it will be said now. Most guys in this world share a common fear. I’m not talking about cockroaches or getting urinated upon while your asleep, I’m talking about this one thing that makes stop in your track and everything your doing cause you know if you make one wrong move, your ass is as good as gone.
Your mother.
My mum chats, jokes, cooks, goes to work, looks after the household and do all those motherly things any mother would do. Though when my mum gets pissed, it’s like Judgement Day for whomever is the cause. Though her mood changes to the usual happy mood, nobody I’m sure wants to see their mum pissed for 1 second.
Yesterday night, I realised that it was midnight. Why is it that time always seem so slow early on at night and just whizzes by late at night?
So anyways, I think guys at some stage of their life have developed this Mum-is-coming sense much like the Someone-is-coming sense you get when you sense that someone is going to intrude whilst your busily slapping the salami.
Anyway, I heard a noise and the first thing I did was ctrl-space. It was my boss protection shortcut or in this case mum protection shortcut which hides all msn related windows. She stands near the doorway, and points at me, I couldn’t see her face as it was…midnight duh, but I could picture the face.
I was a little relieved when she walked away and continued to what I was doing. Then after some time she comes back again, I ctrl-space again, she walks in turns off the lamp and tells me to go to sleep, how I’ve lost my mind staying up past midnight and threatened to take away the computer if I do it again. I’ve done it heaps of times! Especially in holidays, I generally go to sleep at 11 during school time but when it comes to Fridays, Saturdays and holidays I tend to stay up past 11 if there’s anything interesting going on.
So yeah I obediantly went to sleep no questions asked, I just window-l out of there and yeah left the computer as it was.
Don’t piss of your mum, your cutting your own throat.
Guy’s cannot do two things at once…
Jan 22nd
Never drive with more than 2 people in a car when you’re learning to drive.
I’ve driven around 7 hours now. Been to the airport, drove to Stathfield and random places around Hurstville. Not too bad.
I’ve gotten the hang of it, though my turns are still a bit shabby. Ever have two people giving you instructions?
Me: *driving up the road*
Dad: Make a u-turn here *talking about the round-about*
Mum: Turn left
Dad: Make a u-turn
Mum: Turn left
In the confusion I made a u-turn but stepped on the accelerator as if exiting the round-about as you would when you make a turn. My mum then raises her voice, going on about how fast I was going and what not. I chuck a psyche about not being able to comprehend two instructions at once.
What my mum meant at the time was to indicate that I was turning left and not actually make a left turn.
Guys also cannot talk and drive or listen and drive at the same time. I was driving to Strathfield and my dad started to educate me on the speed I should approach turns, about safety crashes etc etc. My mind was in absolute blank, I hear words here and there but my mind was on the road. Only when we actually stopped the car did I actually tune into what he was saying and simply nooded my head. When the traffic began moving I tuned out again.
So ladies, next time you complain about guys not listening to what you’re saying realise that it’s not that we don’t want to, it’s that we can’t!
Going to drive to Strathfield on Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, let’s hope I make that tight turn at the station, the two times I’ve driven there I’ve never safely made it, I always turned to the other side of the road and also I might have been driving too fast.
Wish my parents can get a second car.
Nightmare
Jan 20th
I actually had a nightmare last night, made me wake up at 4am. It was pretty weird.
Somehow in my dream I was a teacher for the social sciences department at High. (What the?!)
One day I discovered that somebody took out "The Matrix Experience" DVDs out of my Ultmiate Matrix Collection with the cover all bent. I was thinking"Wtf" and left the DVD there not wanting to touch it to prevent "further damage" from occurring. Thus I decided to investigate this further and hope to have the culprit commit the same crime twice. Indeed he did. Another social science teacher! and it was somebody I know, not all that well though.
I think the reason I have him in my dream was course I found myself staring at people’s nicknames on msn and upon reading his "person message" I was thinking to myself "Dude, is it necessary to talk about aspects of your life through a personal message?" I found it pretty pathetic when people just ramble on about their life in their nickname like "OMG, I got myself a mp3 player!!!" Good for you buddy.
Anyways, I was FURIOUS! I rocked up to his desk and asked what the hell he was doing with MY MATRIX DVDs. I found all the disks lying across the desk UNPROTECTED and that made me even more aggrovated due to the scractches which may be implimented on the DVDs. I got disk 1 and 2 found the cases for them and open the case to see Disk 11 and 12 in the positions where Disks 1 and 2 should go (despite the fact there are only 10 disks in the Collection).
So, yeah whilst I was doing this I was shouting abuse and what not (as any normal person will do if their matrix collection was touched upon by another individual WITHOUT permission). Then he absolutely lost it, grabbed a pen and started threatening to kill me. At first I didn’t really mind that until he said he’ll also kill my bro. Man, I thought to myself "If I die, nobody can protect my bro" and then grabbed his arm etc to prevent him from stabbing the pen into me. I then woke up with a running nose.
Moral of the story:
Don’t f*ck with my Matrix Collection…or my bro.
Cruel Intentions
Jan 19th
Okay, okay, okay.
I’m going to try something different and talk about one thing each blog that actually RELATES to the topic name. As many of you’s might have figured out my Titles don’t exactly relate to the blog itself. I copied Siobhan. *sigh* Getting influenced by a person I’ve never met.
Anyways, do any of you guys, ask extremely dumb questions which just come out?
Like on the second day of school some time last year, either term 3 or 4 not sure I asked a really dumb question.
Person A: *pokes me*
Me: Hey! How was your first day of school?…yesterday?
I had to get on the bus and yeah, realised how dumb that question really was…very.
But generally those sort of questions are usually harmless, they don’t reveal much…if you know what I mean.
The sort of questions that reveal your cruel intentions are similar to these:
Person A: Is Person C going?
Person B: Yeah…why don’t you like Person C?
Another example:
Person A: Are you rich?
Person B: Why does that matter?
Person A: Only rich people have "insert-materialistic-object-here"
I mean, the first thing that comes to my mind is…GOLD-DIGGER. But seriously, nobody asks that question as a formality.
But also, general comments reveal a lot of information. Like when one of your friends get this brand new super cool…thing. You then see everybody crowding around it kissing ass, I mean it feels good at first if YOU’RE the centre of attention until you realise its not you but the materialistic thing you possess that everybody else is pining over. Sucks doesn’t it?
Most people can tell if somebody means something as opposed to when they don’t. Like saying sorry, if they give a half arsed attempt most people can pick that up. Hmmm…come to think about it, I’m not too good at saying sorries though that does not mean I’m not sincere when I say it just that I’m not good at expressing it if you catch my drift.
But sometimes I find it really funny when people try and encourage others when they’re real intentions are of something else. You can call me cynical, whatever, but I think I speak for EVERYONE when I say that we’ve all once in our lives wanted somebody else to fail to make us look better. But like say in basketball or something, somebody shoots a near impossible shot and actually gets it in. Everybody starts making gestures of bewilderment and shouts out encouragement. The shooter themselves know better than anybody who actually is sincere in their encouragement.
Another cynical blog…
Yo niggars! Imma rock this joint right here and kick his punk a-ss back to England.
Jan 16th
Okay, okay, now I’ve know that I tend to mislead people with my charisma and fluency in language. But never have I EVER been described with such sophistication and glamour as I have been in the last comment.
Let’s see what this "friend" of mine wrote…
"Im guessing youre another black dude"
You guess that I’m black? Are you blind? Can’t you simply go to the photoalbum and look for pictures that have captions of "me" in it? Though there are only like 3, but still I don’t think there is ONE single black person in my photoalbum. Hmm which reminds me I better add Chaitu in there.
"who can’t handle that Australia dusnt want yo ass here"
Last time I checked, only BLACK people use the term "yo". Unless of course your a wiggar, who tries to be hard in front of other "black" people (i.e. me). But seriously, if Australia doesn’t want me here, why the hell did they accept my Australian Citizenship Application?
" and yo too poor to move the fuk out!!"
Now how on Earth does that work? It’s like saying, your next door neighbour doesn’t want you in your OWN house and then claiming that you can’t afford to move out of your house.
On a side note: Yo momma so phat, when she jumped for joy, she got stuck…
" You think ure a victim,"
Okay lets break this thing down…I THINK I’m a victim? I don’t have to THINK to know that, either I am or I’m not simple as that.
" but youre just a black dude."
err no I’m just a Chinaman…dawg
"Oh wait, it’s the same thing!!!"
So you tryna say that black people are victims and white people are the ones f*cking us homies around? Is that what chu trying to say dawg? Man, Imma slap your mamma, cause that sh*t ain’t right dawg. She raised you wrong that’s why. Yo momma rasied you wrong!
For those who want to know the cause of the comment by my "friend" please visit the following blog…
http://spaces.msn.com/members/child-immaculate-renewed/Blog/cns!1p6ypyIAnuhfCHsnLAN_Y7QA!1833.entry <——- the good
and also
http://spaces.msn.com/members/sinaaysdrivethru/ <——- the bad
Jesus Siobhan…it’s all your fault.
Nothing ever feels complete without a Faaaaalcon Punch!
Jan 13th
Oh jesus. Just woke up from my nap, took a shower and now I’m writing this before its too late.
Went to Kev’s place for the past two days and what can I say? I get really odd at times. I mean, this is becoming some sort of problem, I don’t think any more, things just come out of my mouth as if it’s reflex. The events that occurred on the train ride home will be the turning point for me and for the sake of myself and others I’ll TRY and control myself. I’ll talk about that later.
But anyways, I’ll provide a chronological order of the events that have occurred. We got off at Wollongong and caught up with Kev, went to a Chinese restaraunt called "Chef’s Choice" and bought ourselves something to eat. Strangely, everybody ordered a hot plate except I who ordered a Laksa. I wasn’t even feeling hungry at the time but it was one of those eat now or be hungry later…for a long time. Henry managed to get into overdrive and finished his meal at hyperspeed, next thing you know were heading towards the bus stop with 5 minutes to spare (plus 10 minutes so 15 all up cause the bus was late, trust that to happen huh?).
When we arrived at the house the first thing we did was probably set up the Gamecube for 4 players (there were 7 of us). Nothing special has yet to happen (I think) as it was only around midday and everybody was simply warming up.
I guess the only interestnig bit was when Kelvin just "rage quicked" at Henry shouting "OMG are you a lesbian?" which of course created a instant racous laughter out of everybody. Well we did the usual thing of exchanging turns until dinner came at the steakhouse. Kelvin actually proposed the idea of getting rice…(here’s the kicker) at the steakhouse!!! That’s like going into a Chinese Restaraunt and ordering a burger…nobody does that!
Anywho, I got myself baby back ribs and chicken which was pretty nice but it filled me up really quickly, I’m really quiet amazed. The majority got some sort of steak, I’m just speculating here but I’m sure few of us actually know of the etiquette in dining at a steakhouse. I for one have little clue apart from the stuff we watch on TV or in Movies. Well after watching "Waiting" I’ve learnt to NOT piss of the waiters.
Anyways, Engle ended up getting something he didn’t order but he didn’t complain and just continued with it however his and Jase’s were a bit how should we put it…undercooked? Like that shi*t looked bloody…okay okay I’m exaggerating a lot. It just wasn’t what they ordered which was a medium rare? But anyways, after the waiter came back with the food recooked, you can be sure 100% that that piece of cow is dead.
Kev wasn’t kidding when he said it took a long time for the food to come…45 minutes to be precise. They sure know how to take their time in cooking cow. Okay. You KNOW your Asian when you complain about the prices of the food when you just get there despite the fact that you KNOW that no matter what your going to end up paying for the price to eat there. It was absolutely hilarious to watch as everybody went on a bitching spree (apart from Kev) regarding the price of the food. I wasn’t in to it too big as I wasn’t exactly too surprised with the prices but the others felt jipped out of their minds at the price of 4 additional prawns for 6 dollars. Well they ended up getting their MW at the drinks which was refillable.
After Dinner we promptyle went back to the house and continued to play the gamecube, then some decided to end up playing mahjong (I don’t know how to play!) so the 3 of us were left with the gamecube. And then…the gamecubing died down, suddenly the chemical precursors that signal the onset of an emotion, designed specifically to overwhelm logic and reason. An emotion that is already blinding me to the simple and obvious truth…the answer is "NO". But it was sooo CLEAR! The words were painted on everybody’s faces…the big read words sprayed across their forehead "I DEMAND MATRIX". So to put them out of their miseries I put in Animatrix and whilst they mahjong group were playing mahjong we watched the first episode.
It didn’t catch the eyes of the mahjong group that much except during the first 3 minutes where Thadeus and Jue were training…whilst at the same time stripping themselves silly.
Devil Jay: Yes that’s the way to do it…lure them with SEX!
Angel Jay: No that’s not right, you should let them make their own decision…
Devil Jay: STFU NOOB! *falcon punches Angel Jay*
It was hilarious! It was like 1 am and I ended up putting up Matrix Reloaded. Kev and I were in tuned whilst Kelvin decided to take the liberty of going to sleep. The other continued with their majonging. Everytime the movie got to the bits where there were action, you can tell that the temperature has dropped a bit and the noise deadened down. They were mystified by the awesome kungfu moves and the impossible comprehension of such a thing.
What was hilarious was the bit at the teahouse (meeting with Seraph(the Asian guy (must I tell you everything?!))). You get Henry suddenly in tuned with him exclaiming "Oh that guy, I like him" which I thought was quiet odd. Dennis got up to sit in front of the television and considering he’s size it probably wasn’t too good of an idea. It was followed by Engle who sat next to Dennis and then followed by Jase joined in on the fun. It’s okay Jase, I know deep down inside you LOVE the Matrix, just reluctant to show it. It’s okay.
With the noise from the mahjong finally gone (yay!) we watched the fighting scene. Oh and let’s not forget Kelvin who is lying dead on the floor. I was joking that I should piss on his face. I’m sure the others were consipring to do the same thing.
Devil Jase: Yes, yes, lets take his anal virginity while we have the chance!
Devil Dennis: Man whatever, but I bags being on top!
Angel Henry: Dude, that’s just sick and wrong!
Devil Henry: STFU NOOB!!! *falcon punched Angel Henry*
Devil Engle: LOL
DEVIL Kev: Did I hear anal virginity?
ALL: Yep
Uh huh, that I think is a pretty accurate recount of the conversation that was going on inside everybodies’ minds. I can’t really remember this but did EVERYBODY just finish watching the Matrix from that point on? No matter what it’s still another +1 viewing of Matrix Reloaded for me…
Now I can’t remember when we actually played Table Tennis. I think it was somewhere between Gamecubing and watching Matrix Reloaded But anyways, I took on Jase which is probably the only person whom I can safely play against and perhaps Engle. The reason I say safely is cause after watching Henry and Dennis play I’m sure as hell don’t want to go there. The rest like Kev and Kelv, are probably too good and find playing against me boring. I was never really a fan of table tennis but I enjoyed it nevertheless.
But anyways, I took on Jase which is probably the only person whom I can safely play against and perhaps Engle. The reason I say safely is cause after watching Henry and Dennis play I’m sure as hell don’t want to go there. The rest like Kev and Kelv, are probably too good and find playing against me boring. I was never really a fan of table tennis but I enjoyed it nevertheless.So after Reloaded it was back to gamecubing. I decided to take the chance of going to sleep or try to anyways. Apparently, it was Kevin and Engle taking on Dennis and Jason, Henry was sleeping downstairs and Kelvin was still lying there with his sleeping beauty sheets.
I of course tried various positions of sleeping and no, not that in that sort of way. At first I tried just sleepnig on the sofa and blanket over me (I love my blankey). After a while it gets hot around my head region and was afraid that I would sweat on the sofa etc. So I ended up sleeping on the floor like Kelvin, that did not work. Ended up getting back onto the sofa with the blanket covering me and at the same time resting my head on a piece of my blanket.
Note how I said I tried to sleep. It was like a warzone, you think you get some piece and suddenly another bomb drops. It was a similar sort of thing for me. Every loss either Dennis or Jase would yell out something expressing their incomprehendable ability at loss. By the time they have finished (was it 5 straight losses or something?) I "woke" up and we decided to watch Sin City. I heard from lots of reviews etc that it was a good movie. I got the shock of my life.
Not that it was a bad film, but definately not the type of movie I would EVER watch by myself. I don’t mind the black and white but seriously I should warn myself to be prepared for such a thing if anywhere in the credits it says "Quentin Terrantino". There was just soo much NECK!!!
Okay I admit I have a thing with necks. It just gives me the creeps everytime I see somebody in a film just get a knife and cut somebodie’s throat. It’s giving me the sh*ts just typing about it. Anyways, there was a bit where in the film where this chick cuts the guys throat with a kantana but it wasn’t a complete cut so it made it a real life "Pez". There were so many dick annihilating as well. I’m not kidding. In every fighting scene, you see someboy’s nut literally owned. It wasn’t a scary movie, just extremely creepy. I mean jesus there’s like cannibalism, prostitution, torture, scary teenage/old man relationships. It definately goes on my list of movies I will NEVER watch again. Though like I said it’s not a bad movie, I’m actually inclined to go and watch Sin City 2, just to see how if it can outf*ck the fist movie.
After Sin City I had another Matrix Sense…
…it was perfect, nobody was on the gamecube so the rest were either sleeping or too stoned to do anything. So I got up full of energy got out the disk and skipped over Kelvin’s body. Shoved it in and I hear Jase go "Please not, Animatrix, I don’t mind Revolutions but just not Animatrix". Hehe.
The beginning of Revolutions isn’t the most appealing bits in the movie so I simply skipped most of it and jumped to the good bits. I was surprised, nobody complained or perhaps they were too nice to complain. I wouldn’t give a crap if I was watching it or not, but I just think that most people are saying that they don’t want to watch it to spite me, but deep inside they don’t really mind and rather enjoy the action and theories and all.
But anyways, it was pretty weird, Kelvin woke up just as Engle went to sleep, so we didn’t lose anybody to the cause.
Devil Jay: Look at that…Engle’s asleep cause he’s deprived of SEX!
Angel Jay: There is no sex in the Matrix…
Devil Jay: *cough*
Angel Jay: Fine fine, there might be nipples, wet tshirts, nipples and Neo and Trinity getting it on in the cave but there is definately no se…sh*t
Devil Jay: uh huh…
So guess what happened after Revolutions? You guessed it more Gamecubing!!!
Oh my god I forgot to talk about the Henry shower incident.
*Henry goes to take a shower*
Kev: *laughs* I just used the toilet so it will be cold in the showers for 2 minutes
All: *laughs*
*5 minutes later*
Henry: There’s no hot water
All: LOL!!!
Kev: I just used the toilet so after a while it’ll be back to hot
Henry: You sure?
Kev: Dude I’ve been living in this house longer than you have
All: *laughs*
*10 minutes later*
Henry: There’s no hot water!
Kev: Try only using the hot water.
Henry: I did! It’s cold…
*Kev goes*
*2 minutes later*
Kev: LOL! Somebody switched the hot and cold signs!
ALL: LOL!!!!!!!!
I hate using lol but in this case, it’s just much easier to use and it means exactly what it means…laughing out loud. We thought it was Kelvin who exchanged the knobs but I had doubts that Kelvin would do such a thing, I mean not at someone elses home Apparently, the taps have been like that for years and Kev only just told me that he never realised that it was like that! Hilarious. Thus no warning was given.
Apparently, the taps have been like that for years and Kev only just told me that he never realised that it was like that! Hilarious. Thus no warning was given.But anyways, more gamecube followed by lunch and then we headed out to the train station.
That is one disturbing train ride. I was like "It’s getting cold" and Kelvin said something or rather and then grabbed his sleeping beauthy sheets out and I was like "let’s share". Man then it just got all suss with me going "Oops, I dropped something" and then lifting up the blanket. Yeah, man we made quiet a lot of noise and this kid sitting up front kept on looking back…AT ME!!! Jesus I was like directly in view, nobody else, everyone else was obstructed by something but he had a clear view of me. Everytime we did/said something suss he would turn around. Really really scary. I took some pictures but yeah, I’ll upload them later. Not that great but what the heck, a picture is worth a thousand words right?
Anyways, I’ll add some stuff later tomorrow. Laters for now.
Edit: 14 January 11:28
Okay, so anyways, yesterday after I got home I immediately felt tired after entering the house. It’s like you know its home and your body just tells you to sleep. Anyways, I didn’t really sleep straight away, I was originally planning to take a shower first but was too tired for that. As I entered the living room, guess what was on…Matrix Reloaded…my bro was watching it. I lied down on the sofa and was planning to go to sleep until Dinner Time. I can barely remember my actions, it’s like when its at the middle of the night and somebody tells you to get up as they…lets say…change your bed sheets or something…at that moment your too tired to do anything but obey, I was like that. Mum told me to have dinner so I did, she cooked me wontons but I wasn’t hungry enough and finished half of it before going to sleep. I woke up with my bro next to me.
Ii was thinking…
*hey bro’s next to me*
*go back to sleep*
*i’m thirsty*
*i need a shower*
*go back to sleep*
*i’m thirsty*
*Hey wtf! Why is my bro next to me?!?!*
*go back to sleep*
*i’m thirsty*
*i need a shower*
*go back to sleep*
*i’m thirsty*
*Hey wtf! Why is my bro next to me?!?!*
So yeah, took a shower and then began writing this blog, whilst doing other stuff of course. I like multitasking…
Edit: 14 January 11:36
Holy crap. 2510 words! If you actually read all of this, you deserve a medal. This has to be the longest blog ever.
