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Archive for June, 2006
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Jun 26th
I got two phone calls and a door to door salesperson today. THREE!
*phone rings*
Me: Hello?
‘Daniel’: *Indian accent* Harlo?
Me: Hi…
‘Daniel’: Harlo, is this Mr. Ge-an?
Me: Sorry my parents are at work (that was a half lie)
‘Daniel’: Sorry?
Me: Err…how may I help you?
‘Daniel’: My name is Bruce Williams and I’m from Dodo…blah…blah…blah
Okay hold up a second. This man has an INDIAN ACCENT fairly strong too might I add and he claims to be called Daniel which is a fair enough name but with a last name of Williams. Come on! Give me a break! I mean I know India is like the number source for these telemarketing promotions crap but honestly come up with a better name!!!
Me: Sorry I’m not interested.
‘Daniel’: We can offer you cheap…blah…blah…blah
Me: Sorry I’m not interested.
‘Daniel’: Okay…tank you for your time.
*hangs up*
One hour later…
*phone rings*
Me: *sigh* Hello?
Random Indian: Hi, is this Mr. Zi-an? (To me this guy had a better pronounciation than my friend ‘Daniel’)
Me: *sigh* Yes.
Random Indian: Are you…
Me: *cuts him off* Wait…didn’t you call me like 1 hour ago?
Random Indian: Sorry?
Me: Are you from Dodo?
Random Indian: No, I’m from…blah…blah (couldn’t understand what he was talking about)
Me: Sorry I’m not interested
Random Indian: Okay
*hangs up*
You know…the next time a female Chinese insurance promoting salesperson calls me up I might as well chat her up and see what happens? I get a lot of those too. Well I’ll make sure you guys hear about it once I do 
*rings door bell*
Me: *thinks: what now?!"
‘Bruce’: *Indian Accent* Hi. My name is Bruce.
Me: Yes…
Bruce: You have Optus?
Me: Uh huh…
Bruce: Well we’re offering Telstra blah…blah…blah…cheap…blah…blah…better…blah
Me: Sorry what are you trying to sell?
Bruce: blah…blah…Telstra digital…blah…blah…
Me: Okay…
Bruce: Have you got any pensioners living here?
Me: Yes…
Bruce: blah…cheap…blah…discount…blah…best offer…
Me: Sorry but i’m not interested
Bruce: But you’re with Optus? This is the BEST deal guaranteed. It will save you a lot of money.
Me: But I DON’T want to save any money.
Bruce: You’ll save money.
Me: But I DON’T want to save any money.
Bruce: *stunned* Okay. Thanks for your time.
*leaves*
I was soo close to saying "I DON’T want to save any money. I want to pay more!" but that was a bit over the top and nobody would possibly believe any asian that would say it.
But honestly, an Indian with the name Bruce is as hilarious as an Asian with the name Bob…oh wait…hehe.
I should do this more often.
Edit:
Some people just don’t know when to fucking stop!!! I just got yet another phone call!
Me: Hello?
‘Andrew’: May I speak to Mr Ji-an? (Best pronounication yet)
Me: *sigh* Speaking.
‘Andrew’: Sir, I’m Andew Smith (yeah right…) and I’m from blah..blah…blah…mortgage…free quote…blah blah
Me: Sorry I’m not interested
‘Andrew’: But sir, I’m trying to help you save money…blah…blah
Me: But I don’t want to save any money.
‘Andrew’: *rambles on about saving money*
Me: But I don’t want to save any money.
*pause*
‘Andrew’: Are you telling me that out of all the people I’ve been talking to since 3 this morning (HOLY SHIT!!!) you don’t want to save any money?
Me: Uh…yes
He then just kept on rambling on about saving money and what not. Providing me with a free quote. Asking me personal information like the interesting I’m paying etc etc. Quiet ridiculous.
Me: I don’t want to disclose any personal information over the phone or talk about my mortgage.
‘Andrew’: Sir, you don’t have to disclose any personal information, we are providing with a FREE quote and we are not going to change any of your mortgage plans…blah…blah…so tell me is your interest greater than 7%? (I think that qualifies as being under PERSONAL INFORMATION)
Me: Look, I don’t want a free quote and I’m not interested in whatever your trying to offer.
‘Andrew’: That’s fine sir, if you don’t want to save money, that’s fine.
*hangs up*
Obviously my technique isn’t good enough since that convo went on for far too long. I shall work on it with more practice.
Special Edition: All Chatlogs with Siobhan should be published!!!
Jun 21st
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:50 PM):
I just had to go the loo
John says (10:50 PM):
thats nice to know
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:50 PM):
I did a poo
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:50 PM):
HA HA HA HA
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:50 PM):
Oh God.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:50 PM):
I was going to say "Back, from doing poopoos"
John says (10:50 PM):
where i come from they call it chucking a shit
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:50 PM):
But then I was like "Bit too two year old for me"
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:51 PM):
Even though I love speaking like a 2 y/o does about the loo
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:51 PM):
COS I feel like as we get older, the toilet becomes just too embarrassing for us to discuss…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:52 PM):
And all of a sudden ‘toilet humour’ means you were talking about ‘dirty’ i.e. sexual, things- when in fact not many (normal) people have sex in a toilet (unless it’s a toilet-cum-bathroom, then you could say it was had in the shower/bath part)- so I’m like "Hmm, I’ll make ‘toilet-humour’ mean JUST that again"
John says (10:52 PM):
man my bro is awesome
John says (10:52 PM):
he listens to me
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:52 PM):
I love him too
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:52 PM):
Lol.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:52 PM):
Really?
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:53 PM):
That’s soo cool.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:53 PM):
I can barely get my sisters to listen for three seconds.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:53 PM):
CAN I MEET HIM WHEN I COME TO SYDNEY?! I AM NOT A MURDER I PROMISE SO IT WILL BE SAFE!
John says (10:53 PM):
me: james…do you like any girls?
James: No! I’m not a girl! I like boys!
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:53 PM):
I just want a picture of me WITH him to prove to Broghan that you and therefore your brother exist.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:53 PM):
LMFAO
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:54 PM):
Aww, he’s sooo great. CAN I PLEASE ADDDDDOPT HIM!?!
John says (10:54 PM):
this is scary…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:54 PM):
HAAAAAAAAA GOD. I luff boys too. He and I have something in common.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:54 PM):
What is scary?
John says (10:55 PM):
i find it weird when people that i don’t know know me
John says (10:55 PM):
like my friend’s friends all know me
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:57 PM):
Lol
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:57 PM):
My friends all know of you as "The Asian God That Is God That Siobhan Loves More Than Life Itself, That Is God, Did I Mention?!"
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:57 PM):
Lol.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:57 PM):
PS "That Has The CUTEST Little Brother"
John says (10:58 PM):
man that is so worth quoting
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:58 PM):
Lol…
John says (10:58 PM):
well you make me feel all special now
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:58 PM):
Oh God
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:58 PM):
Am I regretting it already?
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:58 PM):
Lol
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:58 PM):
AH HA HA Special is sooo an understatement
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:59 PM):
My WHOLE family know about you…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:59 PM):
I’m like "John is a God."
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (10:59 PM):
"Why?"
"BECAUSE HE IS ALRIGHT NOW SHUT UP."
John says (10:59 PM):
wtf?!
John says (11:00 PM):
wtf wtf wtf
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:00 PM):
Lol!
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:00 PM):
What’s wrong now?!
John says (11:00 PM):
ahahahaha nothing
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:00 PM):
You’re suchh a dramaqueen!
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:00 PM):
You’re a girl, I swear!
John says (11:00 PM):
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:01 PM):
Nah but seriously… they may not know you by name… but if ever I am talking about anything computer related, or how you have helped me so greatly, so maaany maany times, I will say your name (they’re not big on remembering names, but they remember the story behind it), they will refer to it, or you (but with out a name)
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:01 PM):
Lol- it’s not necessarily bad…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:02 PM):
They’ll be like "Where did you get that thing for messenger from", or "How did you learn how to do that" blah blah blah
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:02 PM):
And I’ll be like "his name is John, and he might just be God."
John says (11:02 PM):
man i so regret not having msn plus installed
John says (11:02 PM):
i so want this convo chatlogged!
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:02 PM):
And see they might not remember that your name is John, but you are "That Asian guy that is a computer genious that lives in Sydney that you’re in love with becuase he helps you so much"
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:02 PM):
Lmao!
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:02 PM):
WHY?!
John says (11:03 PM):
cause your making me feel all warm and fuzzy
John says (11:03 PM):
ahahahahaha
John says (11:03 PM):
nah
John says (11:03 PM):
i dunno
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:04 PM):
Lol
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:04 PM):
I have it saved
John says (11:05 PM):
well send it to me via email when this convo ends
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
Ha ha, before or AFTER the raunchy cyber?
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
Ha ha
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
Soo… anyway..
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
About your brother…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
My plan is…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
You offer to take him to a movie… Cars maybe…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
And bring him Parra way…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:06 PM):
And Sally can come, to make up for the weirdness that will be involved in meeting a complete stranger (in the physical sense)…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:07 PM):
And then I can take photos. I will be a local hero.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:07 PM):
HA HA. You will be gratified though, greatly, on many internet sites though
John says (11:07 PM):
internet sites?
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:08 PM):
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:08 PM):
I’m selling you, as child porn.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:08 PM):
Duh.
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:08 PM):
God John.
John says (11:08 PM):
oh pfft
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:08 PM):
LOL
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:08 PM):
Oh John…
John says (11:08 PM):
been there done that
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:08 PM):
We bought a webcam thingy (my mother did, not me- yes, sad, I know- maybe she’s an internet whore… moving on)
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:09 PM):
Lol! Johnny, you made a joke *big eyes*
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:09 PM):
Anyway…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:09 PM):
Bought this web cam
John says (11:09 PM):
are you saying i don’t joke?!
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:09 PM):
It came with an instillation CD
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:09 PM):
Now…
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:09 PM):
LOL! It was a joke in itself
|Ghetto_Child| |Please| People That Live In Glass Houses Don’t Throw Stones (117.6) says (11:09 PM):
Calm yourself
Siobhan and along with ***** have just made me from feeling like shit to feeling all cheery again (too bad this won’t last). I don’t really feel like disclosing the latter name cause I don’t know…I just don’t feel like it. This is the more intersting bit, the later parts I probably wouldn’t want to disclose either in fear of releasing some detrimental information.
in fear of releasing some detrimental information.Oh and for all you people out there going "Wtf, who is Siobhan?!" I’ll just explain it for you.
Siobhan is this chick from Queensland introduced to me by Sally 
(Most of you should know who Sally is.)Siobhan likes little boys, little girls and is probably the Chaitu equivalent in terms of sex.
(Most of you should know who Sally is.)Siobhan likes little boys, little girls and is probably the Chaitu equivalent in terms of sex.Today is also one of those rare occassion where I publish more than one blog in one day
Once
Jun 21st
I don’t think I can go through an asshole reformation. It’s difficult. I’ve realised that being an asshole is an art. Not everybody can make others feel like crap without caring. I for one care too much, perhaps I care more than my share of caring.
I tend to get pissed when other people don’t care.
What is funny is the fact that most people seem to care about the "big" stuff. Terrorist attacks, natural disasters, random people trapped in mines…WHO CARES? Not I.
People seem to make such a big deal out of random world events but couldn’t care less about the kid that got run over by a truck. How many miners were trapped in that mine? Did it concern anybody? So why was it the talk of the week? Did you give a crap when you walked past the beggar who’s trying to save up enough money to get by the day?
The biggest mentality people have for these "hobos" are "If I give them money, they’re only going to waste it". Well what else are they gonna do with the money? Save it up and find themselves a cosy apartment?
What I found extremely stupid was the fact that people were donating money to the miners or the extraction effort. Why on earth do they need the money? Firstly, the people who were in it were volunteers. Secondly, there’s something called compensation. Thirdly, there’s insurance. That’s more than enough to cover all the costs and a trip to Hawaii where they can spend the rest of their lives sipping coconut juice. And at the same time the beggars could only hope to be trapped in the mines with them.
The world is too big for anybody to handle. So I’ll just focus on the small things. Family, friends and me and perhaps in a small sense random people who affect my everyday life. If I can get those things under control I’m fine. If you can’t get those things under control why bother caring about the hundred thousand or so people who died in the tsunami?
You can call me heartless or cynical or w hatever but honestly if some guy died in Africa would you care? Times that by ten…hundred…heck why not by one million and will it make a difference? If a single life doesn’t mean a thing then one million lives will?
But let’s say a close friend gets run over by a truck…would you care for them more or the million or so people in Africa?
The Zone
Jun 15th
I ripped this off another site. It’s only for guys though so for the 2-3 girls reading this…um…take a nap…or take the test yourself.
Tell me what you think about this.
The Friend Zone Test
All answers are multiple choice. Pick one and only one answer, that best corresponds to your situation with the girl of your choice.
1. How often does she talk about other guys she might be interested in with you?
a. Never
b. Rarely
c. Sometimes
d. All the time
a. Never
b. Rarely
c. Sometimes
d. All the time
2. Does she often talk about her shortcomings/personal problems with you?
a. Never
b. Rarely
c. Occasionally
d. All you ever hear about
a. Never
b. Rarely
c. Occasionally
d. All you ever hear about
3. If you call her up, and find that she’s had a bad day, do you…
a. Find a way to end the conversation quickly, and call back when she’s in a better mood
b. Try to make her feel better over the phone
c. Offer to come to her place with a pint of ice cream and her favorite movie
a. Find a way to end the conversation quickly, and call back when she’s in a better mood
b. Try to make her feel better over the phone
c. Offer to come to her place with a pint of ice cream and her favorite movie
4. How often do you talk about your personal issues with her?
a. Never
b. Rarely
c. Sometimes
d. All the time
a. Never
b. Rarely
c. Sometimes
d. All the time
5. How often do you see her?
a. Once a week
b. Every few days
c. Every other day
d. Usually every day
a. Once a week
b. Every few days
c. Every other day
d. Usually every day
6. When she’s fishing for compliments, do you…
a. Leave her hanging!
b. Give her one now and then
c. Give them to her, always
a. Leave her hanging!
b. Give her one now and then
c. Give them to her, always
7. When was the last time you told her how smart/pretty/funny/great/etc she is?
a. Never
b. Maybe once or twice, not that often
c. Last time you talked to her
a. Never
b. Maybe once or twice, not that often
c. Last time you talked to her
8. How physical are you with her?
a. As much as humanly possible
b. A hug here and there, maybe an arm around the shoulder
c. Not that much, you respect her personal space
a. As much as humanly possible
b. A hug here and there, maybe an arm around the shoulder
c. Not that much, you respect her personal space
9. Have you ever offered to do her a favor, that would inconvience you but really benefit her?
a. Are you kidding? Pfft, rarely, if ever!
b. Sometimes
c. All the time
a. Are you kidding? Pfft, rarely, if ever!
b. Sometimes
c. All the time
10. As far as relationships go, you’ve told her that…
a. Not looking for a relationship at all; you haven’t found anyone worth dating yet
b. Don’t really care; whatever happens, happens
c. You’re ready and looking for something serious; you’d be willing to give any girl a chance
a. Not looking for a relationship at all; you haven’t found anyone worth dating yet
b. Don’t really care; whatever happens, happens
c. You’re ready and looking for something serious; you’d be willing to give any girl a chance
Bonus Question: Has she ever told you that she’s looking for a guy just like you, or that you’ll make some girl a great boyfriend one day?
Test Results – Give yourself 2 points for every time you answered a; 4 points for every b; 8 points for c; 12 points for d; and an extra 15 points if you answered yes to the bonus.
100-75 – Yes indeedy, you are smack dab in the middle of the Friend Zone with this girl. You own The Zone. You’re mayor of The Zone. You have no chance of getting together with her. Move on. Quickly.
75-51 – You’re in The Zone. You don’t own it as much…but you’re still there. Sorry. The sooner you find another girl, the better for you.
50-36 – There’s hope for you yet. You’re not quite there, but you can be if you do nothing. Don’t let the friendship go any further until you make your intentions clear to her. The Zone is avoidable, so long as you play your cards right.
35 and below – You are in a great position! Keep up what you’re doing, and before long you can have this girl chasing after you! Just don’t string her along for too long, or she’ll lose interest.
Don’t think…just do.
Jun 12th
The naivity of my brother is just utterly stupendous.
I did get a laugh out of him every now and then but generally it’s pretty annoying.
He went through the "maybe" stage and is currently going through the "so?!" stage and beginning on the "crap" stage.
The maybe stage was when he began every sentence with "maybe".
E.g.
Mum: Are you hungry?
James: Um…maybe yes.
It’s just so ridiculous.
The "so?!" stage was/is probably the most annoying.
Me: *typing up some last minute notes day before English assessment*
James: John! I want to play on the computer!
Me: *looks him in the eye* James. I’m doing homework. I have an exam tomorrow. It’s for the H-S-C! Do you understand?!
James: SO?!
Me: *extremely pissed look*
James: *walks off*
Note: Giving him a taste of his own medicine is ineffective.
The "crap" stage is A LOT better. I mean there’s nothing I can do to stop him from saying it cause then he’ll just say it more. I mean, I learnt the word "fuck" in Year 2 (perhaps the source of all my problems?) so there’s nothing you can do to prevent him in picking up stuff at school.
Personally I never went through the "girl germs" stage. It’s so ridiculous. I remember back in Year 3. These girls were performing on stage and I clapped along with the rest of the hall. These three bastards afterwards were like:
Bastards: You like girls…you were clapping after the girl’s performance.
Me: What? You saying you like boys?
Bastards: Yes
That was back in year 3, things have changed…for them…I hope.
Oh yeah there’s also the "Ding dong" stage my bro went through and the "bum" stage. He keeps on going "You are a ding dong" and "I’m going to hit your bum!" etc etc. I wasn’t too ticked off by those.
Sooner or later he’ll phase into the pencil/sharpener periods of boyhood. Eventually he’ll realise that placing your pencil in a sharpener is a good thing. *nods*
Anyways one thing that I was fascinated about was this question my bro asked my mum. He asked her if he could have a sister.
I got a laugh out of it as did my dad. Though it did get me thinking. Assuming this sister of mine was concieved asap, that would be a minimal of 18 year difference. She would probably end up being those extremely young aunts. It’s sorta scary to have such huge age gaps. Though if I do get a sister that would mean I have two people whom I can openly hug. Yay! Man I remember when my bro was like 4 or 5 and it was Winter, my mum got him to wear like 5 layers of clothes. He was literally a walking punching bag.
Also for the record…I hate personality quizes. I define myself. Don’t need no stupid quiz to tell me who I am.
I don’t want to know…
Jun 9th
There are some things which I prefer not to know. Once less thing to know means one less thing on my mind. However, there are times where I have this mental battle in not wanting to know yet at the same time desperately wanting to know.
I don’t know.
I’m just keeping myself from being curious at times. Say there is a crowd of people looking at sometimes and you see all these people running towards it to have a look. If it doesn’t concern me why bother getting off my ass to take a look at something which possibly I have little interest in?
People crave information. It seems that the more information you have the more power you have. I guess its true to a certain extent but sometimes its best to not know.
There’s also a great deal of trust you have to put into someone to keep this information a "secret".
E.g.
Person A tells Person B about something in regards to Person C.
Person B tells Person C.
Person A does not know Person C knows.
Person C pretends to not know what Person B told them.
Somehow Person A discovers that Person C knows.
Person A pretends to not know that they know that Person C knows.
So in the end, it’s just a battle on who can lie the best and keep it up.
I don’t mind nosey people. They don’t bug me. But sometimes when they can’t take a hint it just annoys me. Generally it sorta feels better in replying to a question rather than directly state something.
E.g. Which of these is better?
Person A: Hi
Person B: Hey
Person A: I feel like shit.
or
Person A: Hi
Person B: Hey
Person A: How you doing?
Person B: Fine, and you?
Person: I feel like shit.
etc etc…
But on rare occassions some people just don’t take a hint.
E.g.
Person A: Hey did Person C give you something?
Person B: Yeah
Person A: What did they give you?
Person B: A cd
Person A: What’s on the cd?
Person B: music
Person A: What music?
Person B: rap music
Person A: Who’s it by?
Person B: LOOK! TAKE A HINT I DON’T WANT TO TELL YOU!!!
That’s a bad example but yeah…when I begin talking to you in closed responses take a hint and stop asking questions. Though this is all dependent on my mood so don’t take it too seriously.
I guess I used the CD analogy cause people seem to be most interested in the data occupying a disk. Seriously, it’s just a cd why do people care so much?! It’s like "OMG he has a disk! I wonder what’s on it…better find out"
What’s hilarious is some people’s ignorance.
E.g.
Person A: What’s on the disk?
Person B: Nothing
Person A: Seriously…what’s on it?
Person B: Seriously…nothing.
Person A: Bullshit. What’s on the disk?
Person B: I’M TELLING YOU THERE’S NOTHING ON THE FUCKING DISK! IT’S A BLANK DISK!
Note: I’m exaggerating to get my point across. But I’m not saying it can’t happen
But anyways…who’s going out with who now?
Edit 6:01 10/06/06:
Hope your happy Rong. I’m finally replying to your comment. Well it’s typical of Chaitu. I remember back in year 10…where he gave Mr. I-prefer-not-to-disclose-in-fear-of-getting-owned a cd labelled "BB Shooter" a hentai called Bible Black disguised as a first person shooter. There was this other cd labelled "Mec Warrior" which was Millenium Erotica Collection. How he comes up with the names I have no idea but yeah I’ve heard he’s been distributing porn amongst the innocent cow lovers over there at Ruse.
Don’t do what I tell you to do.
Jun 6th
Small things bother me. This is one of them.
I tend to like some sort of routine. Sure you can be sponteous and stuff, but I reckon my life needs some sort of routine no matter how small. Be it walking the same path to the station or meeting up with someone on a particular day. I like small routines. When these routines are broken it sometimes annoy me. Though I may not be annoyed if the two examples which I’ve listed are broken there are more trivial things which I do get annoyed at.
Let’s see. Say you have a friend who whenever you see them gives you a punch on the shoulder. For the purpose of this exercise let’s say that it’s hard. Now this happens EVERY time you meet. You are annoyed. So then you decide to tell them to stop doing the punching thing. They realise that you don’t like it and they stop. However, as time goes by, you start to miss the punches (cause you’re a weirdo that’s why) and you can’t tell them to start punching you again cause then it’ll make you look like an ass. That’s sort of the things I hate getting myself into. I tell somebody about something, they stop and I get annoyed even more cause it doesn’t happen any more.
Do you guys even understand? Nod if you do.
Also, I find that certain times routines just fall apart by themselves and I get annoyed at those as well. Probably the most annoying is when your chatting to someone constantly and all of a sudden it just dies. Neither you nor the other person initiates conversation. You’re like "WTF, why aren’t they talking any more?" and yeah.
I probably just hate the idea that people change the way they are because of me. I don’t like the idea that people do things simply for me, like changing the way they are simply because I don’t like it or whatever.
Meh.
Edit: I just thought up another example. Like say you know somebody that swears a lot and you tell them not to swear. Once they stop swearing you’ll feel all weird that they’re actually doing what you told them to and not being "themself". At least for me anyways.
How embarrassing…
Jun 5th
Man…you know those things you see happen to other people and never expecting it to happen to you? Well in this instance I’m the "other" people and you are the person going "Pfft…that’s never going to happen to me".
Well this morning it was pissing rain. Robin and I were fortunate enough to be together and we hopped onto a bus.
I was standing next to the four-seaters facing the back of the bus. I had my headphones on and the song I was listening to had ended, the next song began playing and it was some S.H.E. song. My right arm was holding onto the top bar and my left hand was holding onto my umbrella. My mp3 player was in my pocket. So I instinctively let go of the bar and I switched the umbrella to my right hand whilst reaching into my pocket for the mp3 player. I was thinking "This will only take a sec, I can maintain my balance". WRONG!
The bus turned and inertia got the best of me. I fell onto some chicks sitting in the four sitter. I can’t even remember what they said…somewhere along the lines of "What the hell?!".
But damn! So embarrassing. Sorta reminds me of the moment when I skated into this 5 year old at iceskating and also the time Henry rammed into those two chicks at iceskating (Yes I’m trying to save some face). I then apologised three times whilst asking if they were okay. They were probably in year 10 and NO I did NOT do it on purpose.
Robin was kind enough to note that they were not hot and too young for me. Thanks.
I didn’t even take notice of what they looked like and was more focused in getting some of my dignity back. Luckily I don’t think anybody else on the bus knew me. Thank God for that.
But damn, if only it was the other way round…
