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Thought
Perhaps I’m doing something right
Aug 30th
Had a meeting with the supervisor today. He didn’t seem too impressed. I didn’t seem too enthusiastic talking about the project.
I wrote close to 3 pages for the introduction, with one massive image taking up half a page. Well, hopefully it’ll be more polished…that’s the idea I suppose.
I got an email less than an hour ago. Some person actually wants my presentation that I did last week. Judy wasn’t too impressed by it. In some sense it wasn’t that impressive but I’m a lot better at presenting infront of an audience now. I guess also, when it’s not assessed, you just don’t care too much for it. But it’s the second time that somebody has taken interest in my presentation, so I guess I’m doing something right.
I was at the UTS library today…and naturally have no internet access. Decided to tether my iPhone and it worked amazingly well. I was getting really good speeds and everything loaded up really quickly.
I’m le tired. Have to do readings for pervasive and have to travel between two unis tomorrow. Sigh.
2 months
Aug 29th
In 2 months time, I’ll be handing in my electronic copy of my thesis.
Not too sure on the exact “finish date” of the whole thesis is on but I hope to be on a plane to London not too soon after. The earlier the better.
The latest I’ll be leaving is on the 21st. If I can leave earlier I will, not too sure what I’ll do by myself though. I guess that’ll be the fun! Stay at some hostel, meet some folks, and bum around on my ass all day till the rest of the gang (of which I only know Alex) gets there.
How exciting.
In the mean time, I think I should probably cease up on working at Macquarie. I don’t think I can afford to lose a whole day per week any more. My Wednesdays are pretty routine. I get to work, set up, grab breakfast (at work) and then read my emails, then I ask my manager what to do for the day and he gives me work. By then it’s usually around 10am. I leave at around 6 and it feels great. It’s as if the weekend has just hit me and I end up doing nothing at home. Wednesdays usually involve playing starcraft, watching a movie, watching at tv show or something similar.
Chopsticks is also growing heaps. I wrote a little python script that would fill out two forms. The problem with IT is that there’s not much point setting it up if it’s not going to be used. With a club like Chopsticks, it’s easier writing things down on paper and then updating it on an Excel spreadsheet than it is to have a huge system that stores a database of users. No point at all.
Anywho.
I need to finish my introduction by tomorrow around 2pm. I have a graduation to attend to on Tuesday, work on Wednesday, maid cafe with Chopsticks on Thursday, nothing yet on Friday and possibly a photo scavenging hunt on Saturday. I really need to pull some precious time out of my butt…that or actually sit down and do this thesis. Sigh.
I think I’ll feel better after getting some coffee.
Coffee is great. I don’t drink that much coffee but I average around 3-4 cups a week. At home I drink tea. Mmm, when I get a decent cup of coffee it just feels so great. Ahaha, sound like some caffeine addict. Nah, it’s all in the milk. When I get a cup of liquidy crap it feels like I’ve just wasted my time.
I also went drinking again on Friday. Had 7 drinks this time. 4 beers and 3 shots. Mmm…shots.
Okay, time to do this shit. Booyah!
IM Fail
Aug 26th
Instant messaging fail.
I hate instant messaging.
It’s fucking terrible. I also find it stressful.
With people that you’re already friends with it’s fine cause you know them already, the 10-20 minute replies are “normal”. There used to be a period where I loved IM. Those MSN popup sounds were great. Now a days, I’d rather call someone up than talk to them online.
It sucks talking to people you just met online. I tend to sit there pinned to the screen waiting for that reply. Anxiously looking at the “is typing a message” icon and tentatively waiting for the message to come up. After a painfully long minute, they reply with “lol”.
Fail.
I’m so not cut out for this social networking crap.
I can blog more but I’m gonna leave it here.
Obliged
Aug 26th
I feel obliged to make a post.
I’ll make yet another point that’s facebook related, which I found rather amusing.
Was discussing with a friend about this in fact.
So when you “stalk” someone on facebook and land across a status update, photo or what not, you come up w…
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so basically I was writing this last night and got a phone call and thus decided to shut my laptop so might as well finish it now but I no longer feel obliged to write anything sensical
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ith a witty remark, take the effort to write it in that stupid box, about to hit “comment” but then…you realise that if you were to hit comment, you’d come off as a major stalker. So in turn you end up deleting said comment and wallow because you can’t express your wittiness.
Yeah…surprisingly it happens quite often.
Um…
I have several errands to run today.
Go to Myer to buy a present.
Cash in 2 cheques. Cancel my cue card. Change pin on my debit card.
Go to the Apple Genius Store and hope to get iphone replaced.
Apply wrapsol cover on my iphone.
Shopping for food for Chopsticks General Meeting.
Attend Chopsticks General Meeting.
That’s about it I suppose.
I don’t feel like doing any work as usual.
Bleh.
Dreaming dream
Aug 22nd
Today I had a dream that was really close to lucid dreaming. It was close in the sense that I was somewhat able to control my actions to a limited extent, however, I was not aware that the state was a dream. I should look more into lucid dreaming.
It sounds pretty hard to achieve lucid dreaming, I really should try and aim for it. It’s like the natural form of being “drugged up” without actually being drugged up.
Anywho, hours went by in the dream.
We were training down to a place near Wollongong for some reason. This is most likely due to the fact that I was talking to a friend about having a trip down to Kiama for a weekend.
A friend was also in the dream, most possibly because I saw the friend online just before going to bed thinking “Hey look, <insert Friend’s name> is online!” I didn’t end up talking to said friend.
The dream itself was quite interesting to say the least.
There also existed a character who was a merge of a few different people, and who’s face morphed throughout the dream.
It actually felt really real, and the only thing that was “off” about the dream was the fact that I was trying to text…and the characters kept on changing on the screen, not allowing me to enter the correct message.
Quite bizarre indeed.
U Remind Me
Aug 21st
So I left the house this morning to vote. Put on my headphones and this song came up. It’s one of those songs that I’ve listened to in the past but one that I never paid any attention to the words of the lyrics. But today for some reason I began listening to the lyrics.
It’s a great song but I just can’t relate to the lyrics at all. For me I don’t think it’ll be the case.
Anywho, whenever I drink “too much” I tend to get 2-3 hours of sleep and wake up feeling crap. I had a decent amount of sleep today and woke up feeling fine. It was quite amazing.
I really like to think of my drinking ability as a left-skewed bell curve. Imagine that the x-axis is time and the y-axis probability of getting drunk. Whenever I drink alcohol, I tend to drink very fast, no matter how strong the stuff is. I’ll finish a spirit in the same amount that I’ll finish a beer. However, if I don’t get drunk after I peak on the bell curve, chances are I won’t get drunk for the rest of the night. Tend to get into this weird stage.
Anywho, uni is getting hectic. I want to do a course that involves absolutely no group work but it’s a bit too late now. I hate group work so much. Okay, that’s not to say I hate working in groups, but realistically I can say that I’ve only done one successful group assignment in the 4 years of uni.
People amaze me. In a good way. I don’t like being amazed in a bad way. I rather see people do positive things than see them do negative things that I never expect them to. People amaze me. It’s always the people that’s all happy go luck on the outside, the loud ones, the extremely social ones that tends to amuse me the most when I catch them in isolation. I tend to find introverted people, the quiet type extremely boring. Lack of personality. Sure they might be vibrant at times but…it doesn’t excite me as much as people that are generally outgoing at times who tend to open a little bit about themselves which they will never do in a group situation.
These so called D&Ms are quite hard to get. Reminds me of work at Macquarie. I organised laser tag for the summer interns (yes…me…of all people I decided to do it…I guess even back then I was changing to be someone that’s a bit “different”) and afterwards, a bunch of us decided to head back into the office. We sorta bailed on more than half the group and it was just the 4 of us, sitting in the office, drinking company beer, discussing our life. It’s more or less the only way to get any form of decent conversation going. After a tiring event, you get around and drink and talk about crap.
Obviously, the number one topic is relationships. That’s what it all comes down to. Relationships.
“Hey John, how many relationships have you been in?”
“Oh really? Is that so?”
“How long?”
“Oh wow. That’s long.”
It’s more or less the same response people give me every single time.
Different story couple of weeks later.
Then it just got to the point of.
“How are you?”
“Yeah…”
If I was in their shoes, I’d get bored too of my crap.
“Just get over it”
is what I would have told myself.
Only reason work friends found out first was due to the fact that I saw them more or less every day.
Didn’t really know how to “break” it to my other friends. Maybe I just placed it with too great of an importance, or figured they’d care too much. Or perhaps I just cared too much. Told everybody during a birthday bbq. I don’t know what face I had on, but I think I was trying to pass it off as like a “joke”. Yeah…
Why am I still talking about it?
Went to Kuletos last night with the Fobs. The manly half anyway. I always found that to be rather amusing. The “manly” half of fobsquad. The divide is quite obvious, although the manly half is probably a lot less than the other half and even then half the manly half are borderline anyway. But I always found it rather amusing that nobody has yet to complain about coming all the way to Newtown.
I’ve had it at least 4-5 times already. The same deal, Newtown for drinks and then Thai for dinner and then City to do whatever. It’s always me that organises it, the only other time we have get togethers is more or less birthday parties. I always expect somebody to be like “Newtown is so far away, let’s just do something in the city” but thus far nobody has, everybody complies and usually most people turn up.
Flash in Chrome fails on me.
That is all.
Number of references: Too many to count
Stupid shit people post on facebook
Aug 18th
I complain because I can.
Okay.
So I was on facebook (naturally) and came across this shit on my front page.
If U’re in a relationship, married or none, read this. U’ll know why at the end.
Some random chick posted it and a friend commented on it. I unfortunately did not know the person that posted the link hence didn’t have the ability to smack the shit out the person.
First thing is first. If you want to make a meaningful post (and do it Facebook especially) PLEASE for the love of God, use proper English. I find it hilarious that the person decided to type “u’re” instead of “ur” when they’re already brutalising the fucking language.
Anywho.
So it piqued my curiosity.
I read it.
At the end I’m like thinking “wow, that’s pretty sad if it were true…” and then I’m like thinking “well…what the fuck am I meant to know after reading this?”.
Nothing “clicked”.
For the sake of argument I’m going to ignore the “A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.” since the story ended well before that statement.
Are we meant to feel sorry for the husband? Or feel sorry for the wife?
Nonetheless, you don’t “teach” these things to stupid people our age.
Mainly due to the fact that we’re still living in a bubble of sorts, still trying to figure out shit and a 5 minute read of a stupid facebook note isn’t going to change the way you perceive love and relationships.
I hate how people flaunt their abilities to read/analyse things on facebook. You have the stupid people agreeing and the smart people just sitting back shaking their head (well, at least I am…not sure about the rest of you…) so essentially their ego is growing with every analytical post of their “awesome” read.
You don’t truly understand someone till you fight them.
You don’t truly understand something till it breaks you.
When you’re broken you don’t find it necessary to bother explaining shit to people. You just don’t go up in people’s faces and tell them how wrong they are. But maybe again I’m just being naive and hypocritical. I don’t do everything I say and I definitely don’t say everything I do if that makes any sense.
Fuck you facebook.
3 States of Drunk
Aug 13th
I have 3 states of drunkeness.
- When I’m tipsy in a group, I’m a happy drunk
- When I’m tipsy alone or with minimal people around, I’m a bitter drunk
- When I’m drunk drunk, I’m annoying as fuck.
Hi! My name is John. What’s your name?
Do you feel flattered?
Aug 10th
I say extremely egotistical things. If you’ve just met me, you might be under the impression that I’m a very arrogant and egotistical person.
But in contrary, I’m quite humble. In fact, being egotistical is one way of being humble.
How so?
Well, what happens when someone compliments you?
You can do one of three things.
- Compliment them back
- Deny the compliment
- Accept the compliment openly
So let’s walk through these.
What happens when you compliment someone back? Well, they can follow up with another compliment and then the cycle continues or it could end right there. I dislike this. Well, it just seems all rather “Fake”. I’m not too good at giving compliments and when I do compliment someone it may come off as being fake and insincere. So I tend to avoid this strategy. Also, what if you can’t think of something nice to compliment them in return?
You can also deny the compliment. How would that turn out? See, this is what most people see as being “humble”. I dislike this. Why? When you deny the compliment, the person isn’t exactly going to be like “Yeah…you’re right”, they’re obviously going to follow up with a stronger argument as to why they made the compliment in the first place. Then the cycle will continue. When people deny compliments, a lot of times I feel they’re just fishing for more compliments. It all comes down to the person I suppose. They might just have low self-esteem.
Then there’s the egotistical bastards that just accept what compliment that they can get. Perhaps they’re trying to boost their self-esteem, perhaps they enjoy the attention, but for whatever reason, these days I prefer this strategy. Why? Well, when someone goes to me and says “You’re so awesome John!” I reply with “Yeah…I know.”. They usually follow up with a sigh and I laugh it off. But people KNOW that I’m not being serious and merely doing it for humour. I’m just that funny! /ego Usually whenever you try boosting your ego, the compliments stop, you have a good laugh and conversation continues as normal.
So these are my mentalities when handling compliments.
I guess you could just reply with “Thanks” and be done with all this mumbo jumbo. But that’s just me.
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I’ve accomplished quite a bit of stuff in the past day. I got my full drivers license. I bought a new pair of shoes for work/cruise. I had my first ChaTime which is a bit average. It wasn’t as orgasmic as everybody put it out to be. I actually did some uni work. I setup a mailing list for Chopsticks. I setup a newsletter for Chopsticks. Yeah…
I handed out quite a bit of fliers today. I’ve yet to have a nice meaningful conversation with a stranger yet. That’s quite depressing. You’d think after handing out fliers for so long, one person would be kind enough to just stop and chat. Nope. Not at all. I gave some poor girl a fright though. I found it quite amusing. She definitely isn’t coming to the cruise.
Oh the reason I’m posting blogs like this to twitter/facebook is that it’s slightly less depressing than my other posts.
Oh yeah…City2Surf. I didn’t do that well, got a time of 1hr 45 minutes. Shocking. I think it’s cause I didn’t have much of a motivator throughout the run. When I saw Alex and Cat “catch up” (I say “catch up” because technically they exceeded me) to me it gave me a that bit of a push to get through the last 3km. I did way too much walking after I got over heartbreak hill. I didn’t start walking till I reached the top of that fucking hill. I found the RSVP ads rather hilarious. I also decided to post something amusing on facebook regarding heartbreak hill which I will not bother repeating.
Number of obscure references in this blog: 2
Hugging Protocols
Aug 8th
Today I will be discussing hugging protocols. [From the perspective of a heterosexual male who has an iPHONE 4]
So there are several different actors in this protocol.
- The compulsive-hugger.
- The illusive-hugger
- The payback-hugger
- The friend-only hugger
- The no-hugger
On a friend level you more or less only hug when you say meet or when you say goodbyes. If realising that the person is emotionally unstable this is also suitable.
So the compulsive hugger is more or less the type that goes around hugging everybody. This usually only works on girls otherwise girls will just see you as a creep. How do you not be a creep? Well…don’t be unattractive. That’s more or less the only way around it. I digress. I don’t mind compulsive huggers, but when you’re hugging everybody it de-values the hug in a way.
The illusive-hugger is more or less the one that gives out hugs every now and then but not every time. So you may be expecting a hug and then BAM, no hug and you’re left hanging. Bad.
The payback-hugger is the the one that only hugs when the other person initiates the hug. They won’t go out of their way to hug people but will get whatever that the other person puts out. Sorta like the AB blood type. Selfish bastards.
The friend-only hugger is more or less the type that will only hug people that they see as friends. Quite simple and straight forward. This makes up the majority.
The no-hugger, this person just doesn’t like being touched. Extremely rare.
So what problems do we face on a day to day basis?
Well it also depends on the situation. Is it 1v1? Or is it in a group?
1v1 situations can get quite awkward if two people have never hugged before. Both sides will always wait for the other person to initiate. Generally if you’re within arms length, just spread both arms and it’s usually smooth sailing from there.
In a group it’s a bit difficult. If nobody hugs then it’s a-okay. No awkwardness. However, if say you’re on hugging terms with one person in the group does that involve hugging everybody else? It may get awkward especially if you’ve just met certain people. The best thing to do is just ask “Do you also want a hug?” Spread your arms and then provide with the best puppy dog eyes look.
Then there’s also different hugs between guys and girls. With girls it’s easy. Just go in for either an underarm or an overarm. But for guys its actually more difficult. I tend to go for the bro-hug. A handshake, twist and followed up with a chest bump and a pat on the back. But then you wouldn’t do this for every guy you meet. With girls it’s the same hug no matter how close you are, the duration is the only variable. With guys you wouldn’t give a bro-hug to every guy you meet. Probably because it’s a lot harder for a bond/connection to be made. Hey, I don’t give out my hugs generously.
What else is there? Theres gotta be more. I just can’t think at the moment. I seriously need to write this shit down when it comes to my mind.
The difference between a friend hug and a couple hug is the groin touch. That is all. Do not ever break this rule. EVER. Or bad things will happen.
Oh as an after thought I will rant about the whole North Shore kiss on cheek protocol.
Honestly. Wtf is up with that? I don’t get it. I’ve been to a couple “white” parties and when it happens I stiffen up and have no idea what the fuck to do. I usually just give them a hug. Is it meant to be an air kiss or is it actually meant to touch skin? Or are the cheeks only meant to touch? Who the fuck came up with this? Arghh. Culture clash much?
Nidorino.
