That just gay...

So i've been talking to a certain friend of mine and we've come to one general conclusion, i'm so passionate about this conclusion that i will write a blog about it for the only person who reads this, but nonetheless, if you happen to stumble upon, i'm not forcing my opinion on you (except al) and if you dont like it dont read, but dont go whinging about "omg this blog says this and that" just forget about it because i dont care what your going to say.

Ok, self defence aside, here is what i'm talking about.

For years, the gay community has been the target of abuse and discrimination, gay bashing is now a regularly used term and gay hate crimes are ever more frequent. So tell me, why is the gay community just putting up with it? When will people realise that being the "bigger person" may also make you the hurt or worse, dead one.

People say violence resolves nothing, yet violence is used against us freely so i think it is only fair to defend ourselves. Yes, violence resolves nothing, but violence will give us a voice noone can ignore. We're sinking to their level you say? sure... but people only seem to understand things at "their" own level, so if it takes violence to get it through then violence is what it takes.

If you are a person who detests gays, isnt it more logical for you to simply stay away from them? You have to remember that sexuality is but a small part of another human being, dont let it blind you. Alot of people say to walk away from the fight, stemming once again from the overused cliche of being the bigger person, but for heavens sake watch your back, if you walk away from a fight, you'll be stabbed in the back.

I think it is time for the gay community to fuckin do something, mardi gras? great, we're in full force, but just out in general, if you see another gay made uncomfortable, why not come to their side, more often than not numbers can deter even the most dangerous of minds.

I'm afraid to say it but when it comes to violence and abuse, you either give or take, and i think the gay community has just gotten too use to taking

Kick in the groin

So the title is open to suggestion but that what i feel like doing to someone right now, dont get me wrong, i'm not angry, or even pissed off at all, in fact i'm pretty much charming and anyone around wouldnt be able to help themselves but hug me and chuckle, thats right, i am that happy.

Now reading over the last blog, if you can call it that, it seems i was in a bad mood but i dont remember why, so lets forget that and try to recap the last month of my life, seeing as i was talking about conception day, that was before the 2 week holidays and since the end of the holidays i have been at uni for 3 weeks.

H'ok, the holidays... were indeed a good break, from all the stress of uni etc etc blah blah, but actually i just wanted to get away from some certain people, i also remember getting a bad case of good poisoning, OH RIGHT and i felt really crap at the end of the holidays because i'd spent so much time at work instead of relaxing, thats right, now... i love my job, its the best job in the whole world seriously, but the whole concept of working i.e. taking orders, being told what to do, being looked at seriously when your mucking around and frowned at if you laugh too much then doing serious stuff when you could be relaxing etc. Now THATS MY PROBLEM, i just hate the concept of work, i dont think i ever grew past the age of 6 where in kindy you played with coloured water and ran away from the girls (for different reasons than now :P).

um... where was i, oh right, working, well, worked and worked more, so nothing new there, then when i got back to uni after the holidays (i just noticed my tenses keep changing, sorry for that, my engrish isnt as good as you'd think it would be) the first two weeks were HELL!

time for a some dot points:

1. CBMS 340 Organic and Biological Chemistry mid term - 51/80 (most of the class failed haha suckers)
2. CBMS 223 Introductory Biochemistry II - 8/30 (mmm yeah... next)
3. CBMS 342 Medicinial Chemistry - Result unknown but god this unit rock, drugs man!
4. Postlabs for 340, experiment 2 was due two weeks ago but i cant be fucked to do it
5. 342 seminar, boring, i did it before it was due and everyone thought i knew my subject in such detail, haha fuckers

But yeah, after all of that rushing and stressing it feels as if those first two weeks alone were the entire semester AGAIN! not a great feeling.

Um right the rest is a blur, but i remember today yes i do! I did some gardening see, and like man i'm so awesome with plantlife, seriously, this chilli tree my mum masscred is now in full bloom after a few trims and stuff, it was pretty funny, my mum freaked when she saw how much i cut off and told me off for killing her precious chilli tree. But guess what, 3 days later it looks bushier than ever, haha take that mother.

Oh right and here i pay my respects to Robert Jordan, Author of the Wheel of Time series which i am re reading as we buy all the books because dad is hooked to them too. Dead robert, i hope you die (again) because you didnt not finish the sereies before your untimely death.

P.S. Happy Al!?

Kthnxbai

*sigh*

So yeah... i'm upset now...

Lets recap the weekend:

Friday - Beginning of mid semester break, conception day, getting a bit drunk seeing lots of people and of course having my eardrums popped by loud bad music. Jasmine lsoes her bag and i am terribly sad for her. Get home, Amy mason has a mini shindig and i attend because shes my friend i hate dogging her. Get there... full of james's friends, i'm sure their all ok people but i just dont fit in with them. tried to get edward to come with but i guess it wa sunfair for me to ask him so i go it alone and havwe a pretty shitty night, james's brother chucks a skitz and knocks coke and bourbon all over me... i leave. Arrive at lachlans house, ah some friendly people. Watch steve get molested by some dude that i forget hi sname, get stoned, have fun. sleep. go home.

Saturday - Go to the city with linden, hes so funny/cute/fresh person, dont mind me, i adore my friends but someone who doesnt know me is a breath of fresh air and something i cant expect. Watch ratatouille or soemthing, french lady in that is funny hehe. Went shopping at cotton on. 6 ish went home, slept on the train and missed epping.

sunday- yawn

monday - work + yawn
getting kicked off comp, will finish later

ps. mood = not happy :(

IMO

So like... today i am going to talk about my opinions of people, which generally means i'm going to say that i like/dont like about people, which also means i'm going to be bitching this entire blog.

Lets begin with bus people, WHY ARE YOU ALL SO DEPRESSED? the route is 628... not fucking "hell" lighten up a little bit, it doesnt hurt to smile or say a single word like thanks or sorry instead of grunting like pigs. A bus is public transport, not a curse so please learn how to smile, it is because of people like you that i have come to distinguish publics transport with unattractive depressed sometimes suicidal shitheads that even though their going home to relax, look like they are being shipped to slaughter.

Today i was mistaken for a girl... WHY YOU ALL SO BLIND? I'm a fag, not a woman, GOD!. So this stupid dude with fliers comes up to our tables and says "afternoon ladies", now tell me... what kind of blind shithead mistakes a boy in jeans (not tight ones either) a hoody under a vest and lacoste shoes for a girl!? Sure i was with a few girls but come the fuck on, i do not look like a woman and we were all just talking so i wasnt even prancing around. Grow some eyes and grow a brain.

And then there was totally hot dude on the bus with boombox that i swear was eyeing me and i was totally giving eye contact back, but did it get anywhere? fuck no! why not? FUCKING RANDOMS. ok not so much randoms, but acquaintances from high school, why would i want to talk to you? If i didnt recognise you, why come up to me? Seriously, i talked to you like... twice in my entire life and here you are indulging your uni experience with me when i obviously care more about how dust is formed.

And now i feel like my sentences are just losing their grammar and my vocabulary has died

The end

Fucking queers

:D

So... i am in a good mood, a VERY good mood, such a good mood that i can listen to the songs that i hate and say "well at least they tried", yes, even black music, it doesnt even tick me off right now and here is my sister, playing her black rap music, further degrading the value of her own gender by endorsing such "crap". Hehe, i love feminism.

So why am i in such a good mood, there are a few reasons but lets begin with the medicinal chemistry assignment. ITS OVER. staying up to friggin 2 am in the morning plagiarising and rewording stupid chemical dribble so i can prove to joanne fuckin jamie that i know how to type "zidovudine" into google. BIG WHOOP. Listen bitch face, your not that smart and everyone hates you. It wasnt that bad though, sure leaving things to the last minute isnt exactly good for the stress levels, but i cant help it, i'm a cancer! It was also really good because simon stayed up and chatted to me for most of it, quite amazing that i actually got the assignment done, such juicy gossips!

Another good mood thingo, meeting a bunch of new people, now i dont remember what i wrote in the last blog, but i think i mentioned sammy and danni, well theres one more i forgot! MONICA. monica is the italian devil in lesbian form, shes pretty neat when it comes to keeping a conversation going and she knows exactly whats hot and whats not, a toast to monica, ps. shes knows brandon, who is emo boy on myspace that i seriously worship because everyone knows i have an emo inside of me that wants to come bursting out but i just cant pull off the angry act.

One last thing, friday is going to rock.

80's GLAM! WHATEVER THE FUCK THAT MEANS

CIAO

P.S. I havent talked to Al in a while, so if anyone sees him, tell him to give me a buzz

Would you like fries with that?

So like... after the last blog i really ran out of puff to write another for a while seeing as i was in a tyrant like mood then, dominating my hand made kingdom of soft toys, pillows and bed sheets... hehe, peasants.

But i guess lately things have totally died down, the whole queerspace drama has completely burnt out, wheres the fire people? wheres the passion? where are the witty comebacks, the surprise discoveries of broken trust or well placed betrayals? there were none i say! Those queers (which is why i no longer associate with that word, i'm a fag, deal with it) really are a bunch of socially retarded monkeys who find all the wrong (socially speaking) parts wrong. Puh lease, get a life, get a brain and get some friends.

Speaking of friends, i've made a few pretty awesome ones lately, they being sammy and danni, a lesbian couple who are actually hot lesbians AND they have social lives outside of the queerspace, actually, i dont go to the queerspace anymore, i refuse to enter such squallor. Anyhows, yeah sammy is wicked sick, she words at australian geographic at maq centre, so totally stop by and say hey to her for me, (shes the one with the lesbian mohawk and awesome smile!) and i frequently go lunch with her at maccas where we scam on maccas guy, whose name i actually know, oh curse you glen fahey and your beautiful eyes curse you! unfortunatly, rachel who use to work there so kindly informed me that he may be straight, or so simon so nicely puts it "straight" *wink*

I got sick again too! Goddamnit seriously, i mean, i must have aids or something, and i always get bronchitis, YES sickness gods YES, please give me a lung full of disgusting phlegm to choke on. bastards.

I also bought a baby blue nintendo DS, and pokemon, its so cool, its a new gameboy, io havent had a new gameboy in ages, and pokemon brings that so many happy childhood memories, even though now i realise exactly how smart my parents were. dad voice "oh, lets buy him pokemon so he has no friends and can get into trouble" good thinking dad, not being sarcastic either,really smart.

Hmmmmm and theres also good news in relationship to music, (ED AND SIMON, shut the fuck up about kate bush). Goldfrapp and Ladytron rock me so hard its sad that their female. seriously, them beats got me pumping... just like kylie in her younger days

OH right, last night was the lunar eclipse, funny story with that, all in all, i got grounded, i'll tell you all about it later, but it was wicked fun, went out to glenwood right, and ed took us to the lake of romance, where the fucknig bugs are everywhere, totally ruined the moment, but that blood red moon was just wicked fun and like, those bicycle things... my god, i want them.

This was good, we should do this again

Ciao

Someones angry

So someone is really pissed off at me, because i wont do stuff with them tomorrow, and then they said i needed friends to learn some social restraint and not get freaked out by text messages, i dont think that it ever occurred to them that maybe i just dont like them? Or... maybe i just find them disgustingly creepy and cant be fucked to plan stuff with them, yeah it must be that.

So whats been happening lately? well, uni is back on, 2 weeks in now and now i'm also working at the same time, not fun at all. Least i'll be rich AND smart hehehehe, that always works out with sexy results.

and theres been abit of drama with the local queers, probably wont go into it much... oh why the hell not, ashe, tanya and christine are stupid bitches and ashe needs to figure out that theres more to life than the queerspace, scouts and snowboarding. There i said it, i hate ashe, with a passion. The only people that seem to browse this blog already know who ashe is, so i guess i wont go into much detail, but it needs to be known, that if i ever had to listen to her talk about rovers or thredbo again, i will kick her mammaries so hard they'll condense into testicles (though i suspect she already has 3 or 4)

Jasmines birthday was on thursday, and her party was on friday...well last night, i got home at 5:30 this morning, and caught a night rider home, those are fun, you hear all kinds of conversations on them, and buses are so much better than trains, theres the whole, sit in your seat, stay in your seat and shut up on buses that trains dont have, trains are just downright scary, sooo many weird people on them like those groups of 15 year olds with their token aboriginal girl that goes around asking EVERYONE "got a s'pare smoke man?" and the white kids that add "fuck" into every 4 the word and wear hoodies and sniff their runny noses like 5 year olds. Or the middle ages people with tourette syndrome that make scary noises and sound effects, then when they look at you all you can feel is murderous rage. yeah, murderous rage.

Birthday party was fun though, surviving the train trip was so worth, yet for some reason, i feel rather bitter and moody, i havent smiled all day, i'm finding it hard not to shout at my soft toys and moving my limbs takes so much effort that i'm gettnig really tired from talking

Anyhoos, this is sufficiently long, kudo to ed for the inspiration,

catch you dudes later you mother fuckers

Gone Campin!

So, saturday was dreadful, today was ok, but friday, oh, dont even get started with friday!

PRESENTING! (not in that way, unless you want it to be)

Camp dirty bad fun goes goff, like... omg man, i really actually dont remmeber much of it in chronologcal order but it goes something like this, and i'll try not to use dot point because catherine is a cheertater.

something like 4pm ish, dying my hair red for like an hour because i forgot the stuff was in my hair so i just left it in and walked around the house with gooey red hair, was funny because theres red marks all over the most frequently used keyboard keys

6:30 ish, left home to go driving, then decided to try and drive to catherines house, attempted a U-turn, but failed horrible, in fact i didnt even attempt it, i just drove to the nearest roundabout and went all the way! (haha). Then i got lost and called simon, which is funny because usually you would call whoevers house it was but i know catherine doesnt know her own suburb *shudder* NORTH epping

Arrive at camp dirty bad fun, um... dont remmeber much, oh, but i was really hungry, OH and was complaining how there was no dip to go with the doritos, oh yeah then i did my makeup and fell in love with eyeliner and mascarra, i still dont know how to take off mascara (sorry one r only and i cant be bothered backspacing)

Party like theres no morning, get drunkz like i have no liver and dance like noones watching, except ed. Also filthy and gorgeous came on twice, which was awesome because i made every gay clubber proud. And we played kings, some card game, that never got too far because simon was a pussy.

Apologies for the shittyness of the blog, it was a shitty night, in a good way kind of shitty, that everything is happening in flashes, and theres some stuff that goes along with the "what happens at camp dirty bad fun, stay in camp dirty bad fun"

yeah... i'm out, this sucks

Shopping!

So i went shopping today, twice! both at macquarie centre and it was pretty fun, i havent been shopping in a while so it was completely welcome, not like when your bitch ass friend feels ugly and needs some new treads so drags you along to tell her she looks good in stuff except that you find the female form disgusting so everything is a lie, my my, if only people knew the truth.

Anyhow, things i bought:

• Black tight pants, jeans to be precise, and size 30 as well, and no, i havent put on two sizes, they just didnt have anything smaller but still, these are frickin tiny, but i have a great ass in them
• Tight fitting jacket with stripes, thats pretty much the jacket summed up, except it looks hot on me, just as hot as it looked on the manaquin... k i cant spell that, the thing that wears the clothes
• A dog collar, yes, a dog collar, its for a costume so shush

Now tight black pants and dog collar and costume, wonder why i'm getting so sexy? BECAUSE TOMORROW IS FRIDAY CUNTS, TRASHYNESS AT ITS PEAK, and priscilla queen of the desert!

I'm back?

So the end of the financial year, and all i'm hearing at home is "WHERE THE TAX SLIP" "I WANT FREE MONEY" "GIMME GIMME GIMME" I'm sure tax returns are a good thing, but its the money that was already taken from you ... but then again it is money, so... yeah, if anyone feels like explaining the tax system to me, please do! I'm all ears, not really but yeah but no but yeah

So back in my usual way of blogging, i shall relay the near past (bad word choice?) since my last blog:

• Got a new job at uni working as a lab assistant, awesome pay, awesome work, basically awesome job
• Got three passes and a fail in uni, i totally deserved those mark considering the effort i put in
• Progressively made up to about... oh i dunno, 11 dates with the same guy and had them all canceled for legitimate reasons, we both canceled but its just eerie that we keep trying
• Quit world of warcraft, yipee! i'm not a nerd anymore
• Been sick for two weeks, but i'm totally better now and i'll not shy at smiting any sick person within 5 metres of me lest i be sick again, like seriously, that amount of sickness is like 10 years worth, it went from a cold -> flu -> gastro enteritis -> flue -> conjunctivitis -> brochitis, tis tis tis... stupid
• Gotten a new haircut
• GOTTEN A PIERCING, wont tell you where :O
• Bought new clothes
• Got new Versus Versace glasses, yeah thats right, BRANDED
• AND
• TURNED 19 FREAKIN HELL FUCKING YEAH

Quite an eventful... time indeed, the only thing that i think is really worth elaborating on right now is that my birthday cake is friggin awesome, its got a chocolate biscuit cheesecake base, a thick layer of choc fudge sauce, then a layer of sweet vanilla cream... mmmmmmmmmmm gonna go have some now i think so yes yes yes.

I've also been on uni holidays for a month now, i started getting sick right after my exams, so that knocked off half of my holidays then i got my job and started working WHILE SICK yeah thats right, not so girly now am i, so i havnet really had a full holidays, but this friday is gonna freakin rock.

Peace, ciao, bubye, bai2u, ni hao bye, goodbye, good night, so long farewell, auf something er rather, go ask simon he likes german
TOODLES

Fizzled...

So my brain stopped fucntioning at 11:23 pm last night because i stood in the bathroom for a good 20 or so minutes trying to remember what i had to do before bed... i mean... your in a bathroom... how hard can it be to realise you need to:

1. brush your teeth
2. floss
3. wash your face
4. wash your feet
5. take a leak

but it seems very hard as when i finally remmebered my washing up routine it took me 2 hours to do...

What has caused such strange behaviour? (i swear i'm not a natural blonde) the whole exams being spaced out over two weeks, people think its good to be able to study in between, but it actually really sucked because you basicalyl are studying for the whole two weeks, and my brain is beginning to fizzle out...

I didnt even finish my war on exams, bless that little blogs heart

P.S. to meet my quota of bitching, I HATE QUEERS

WAR!

So it begins...

On the eve of the 16th of june, the forces of unit 223 otherwise known "the biochemists" launch their first assault on the minds of the valiant troops of camp Wei (k maybe camp is the wrong word...) scrap that, they assaulted the minds of the valiant troops of the impenetrable yet easily distracted fortress of Wei. The the air was thick with queasy anticipation, where would the fight be taken? to the depth of glycolysis? or perhaps the borders of DNA synthesis, it was hard to say... the dark side clouds everything...

june 16th, the unit 223 launches a head on attack but the fortress of Wei is focussed, not even the temptation of Martin sitting two seats to his left can distract him... much... the first sixty waves of multiple choice squadrons attack like girls with ponytails and are easily swept aside. As the battle rages in favour of the forces of Wei, unit 223 launches a surprise attack at Wei's flank, a cunning, desperate move of a dying foe, the essay squadron uses the "what is regulation?" beam to dispose of Wei's primary defense of glycolysis. Wei must make a decision, repel the attack with great loss, or strike at an exposed but relatively unpredicatble path of enzyme function...

Wei strike at enzyme function and defeats the foe, 2 hours and 43 minutes into the battle, unit 223 retreats, beaten like church mice against angry joe to lick their wounds... the battle is won.. but not the war...

Aftermath

So the war is partly won, with the insidious "tree" who shall be named "carl" now disposed off in tiny little pieces ( i do love wood chippers) and with the power line who shall be named "electra" (such an original name) and the water main called "bubbles" now reconnected to my house, all is good however during the aftermath of the "war of the tree kneeling to the might of the wind and rain" the phone line and internet known respectively as "cindy" and "lolnoober" are still MIA.

This does not bode well, as i am currently at uni right now using their super duper internet in a valiant effort to complete a microbiology assingment that was due on tuesday but recieved an extension for until today.

In other news. Examinations begin tomorrow, yes, on a saturday morning, and whats worse, I HAVE TWO SATURDAY EXAMS. THE HORRER (spelt for accentuation of the "ER" in horror)

My apologies for the jerk tense, these are dark trying times as such is the preparation for examinations

~Carpe Mente~

Tree + Rain + Driveway = ?

So like... torrential rain lately and all, and all those reports of trees falling over here and there... it could totally never happen to me right? WELL OMG IT DID.

2:37 am Saturday. Creak. BAM. Spark. Spark. Spark. It seems that the giant gum tree behind my letter box didnt like said letter box too much, nor did it like our power lines, water main, phone line, internet line OR the drivway that lets our cars out. So what does it do? Keep its sorrows inside like a little girl? Hell no... It decides to fucking fall down.

So in one fell swoop, it basically kills 5 birds with one stone, leaving us with no phone, no net, no water, no power and no transport. HOW DID PEOPLE SURVIVE!

Well, the corpse of the tree has been sufficiently chopped up now, power is back, water main fixed but phone and net are dead. Things i also would like mentioned but sentences avoid me:

1. We've used up $100 worth of prepaid credit and gone over my sisters phoneplan
2. Had pizza 2 nights in a row
3. went to friends houses to shower because i like being clean
4. went nuts without the net
5. is sick of this blog

Just like the death spasms before you die

So, end of semester YAY all assignment due CRAP

And just like my well thought out title implies, the end of semester is indeed a spasm of alot of work balanced with this euphoria in knowing that i have the next two months to do absolutely nothing!

My exams are on the 16th 19th 22n and 27th, pretty well spaced out if i dont say so myself, so i'm pretty much set, its 12:04 am on a thursday night, friday morning and its raining, totally loving the rain right now, OH and my dad went to china for a few weeks, and you know what that means, NO LEASH! I swear, my dad is the biggest party pooper ever, thinks i'm going to get robbed if i dont padlock the 2 doors in my own home...

Um... mint slices are nice, and i've almost finished all these chem reports, and just for the sake of dramatism, OH MY GOD, IS THAT A BLACK PEN? YES IT IS! I SHALL WRITE IN BLACK PEN "WITHOUT" A PEN LISCENCE HAR HAR HAR HAR

Fin~

Krispy Kremes N SHIT

So
I'm sure thats how your spell krispy kremes... yes i'm writing about krispy kremes and its not because i have nothing else to write about, because i have a reason! it was bec and eds birthday, boy it was fun, i do love buffets, the whole concept is genius and so absolutely cool that its way too easy to take advantage of.

Right well, boring bits aside (hahahahahahahahaha sorry ed, your birthday wasnt that boring, i prmise) i can only seem to eat one krispy kreme before i feel overcome with sugary goodness that i'm about to either pass out, or make out with the person nearest to me... or throw up.

So other things that i like and can eat massive quantities of includes:

• Mint Slices the arnotts biscuits, (woot i spelt biscuit) HOT DIGGITY, these are awesome... i think i've eaten about... 11 packets in the last week
  
• Jatz, so much better than the copy cat "lets sound similar to steal their customers" Ritz bastards, you can put anything onto these babies
• Fanta, ok, you cant eat fanta, but its still pretty awesome, its like my lifeblood

• Asian peanut biscuit thingy, i dont know the asian name, and i doubt i could spell it but malaysians would know whati'm talkin about, its this crumbly sugary peanuty biscuit that seriously falls apart as you try to eat it but its so worth it if you get it in your mouth... yeah really nice mmm should have an asian themed party

Got something sweet to eat? Please do tell

Gay boys!

So lately right, i've totally realised something

I totally dont have a posse of gay boys! like what the hell man... i suddenly realised that i've surrounded myself with lesbians, hot rockin fun as hell party till you drop lesbians, but still lesbians means women and perhaps that might give off the wrong kinds of signals...

People who read this probably just dont understand what said posse does, a bunch of boys with one crucial thing in common... they have perfect nails. And to keep said perfect nails requires the aid of someone else as everyone knows how much of a bitch it is to get those damn cuticles. And while doing said bitch cuticles, one would find themselves in conversation with said other person. Correct? Of course.

Talking about a) current love interest b) past love interest and stupid they were c) future love interest d) current sex interst (love and sex two very differnt things) e) past sex interest and how blind they were f) future sex interest. Hence many things to speak of and a certain someone just isnt cutting it (although i do love you)

So out to find a posse i go!

Wednesday Morning

So its 10:02 am... i woke up 2 hours ago and my eyes still feel like hot air ballons trying to rise out of my skull... its not a good feeling.

I just got back from the doctors (had to walk home too, OH THE INDIGNITY) and got told i have a bad rash on my face... i could have fuckin told myself that, all he did was put a fancy name to it, "server dermatitis" geez man, at least make up some bogus virus so i actually believe you did something for me, instead of stating the obvious and saying it will go away soon...

So the question is, have doctors gotten lazier and cant even be bothered to make up fake diseases and make their patient believe they are competent doctors? Have doctors gotten so stupid that anyone who can read and owns "the medical encylodpedia 128 th edition" can diagnose themselves?

Love Hate relationship

So its winter again, walk outside in anything less than 2 layers and you'll regret it a few seconds later, not fun when you are running for a bus so its either turning up for class late, or freezing your ass off and possible catching a nasty cold.

I personally love and hate winter, thats right, love and hate, not those pansy words like like and dislike.

So I love winter because:

• Its easy to get comfortable, just wrap up, get some chocolate, turn the heater on and your set, and by god its heavenly
• Its just cold, which is way better than being hot as i'd rather freeze to death rather than burn
• I'm a kiwi at heart, so the cold is ever so nice and refreshing
• Cold weather seems to be better for my complection (yeah shut up) and i tend to not get pimples during this time of year

And i hate winter because:

• Waking up in the morning is a bitch because 8 hours of sleeping under 4 blankets has turned you into a mini oven and everything outside is like disney on ice
• Theres too much risk of getting a cold and i hate being sick
• The cold weather dries and cracks my face and lips which sucks because i have naturallly dry skin and showering in hot water is even worse for dry skin so bleh
• Getting rained on and squelching home

so love it or hate it, winter is here, and you know what that means! STEAMBOAT (asians only)

Um...

So... yes um...

because i really have to think about what i'm going to write... well, right now i really need to pee so this will be quick.
It turns out that the horrible week of last week didnt end at the end of the week and its still pretty shit, i went to sleep at 4 am today and woke up 3 hours later because Martin the incompetent but ever so dreamy lab partner needed help witht he assignement due today.

Well... other than being buried under assignments, lecture notes and people yelling at me, i cant help but notice that i havent gone out for ages!

so, plan for this weekend, late night clubbing wooooooh!

The Weekend!

So!

I'm actually really hyper right now, and whats even better is that i know exactly why! Its the weekend, saturday to be precise, and although i myself considered friday afternoon a partial weekend, saturday is officialy, no questions about it a weekend.

Why am i so happy its the weekend? I for a fact, know the answer to that question too.

A truely horrible and evil week that began on monday and ended yesterday at 3:47pm, such a horrible week which i may start calling *the rise and fall of saint terrence* (way too much buffy lately, which is making me make up strange rituals at which evil powers will be at their most... power) consisted of:
Monday

• Having very very concentrated Acetic acid (vinegar) spilt on me, so I basically dont have anymore nose hairs
• Given 2 post labs to finish in a week
• Given an assignment to synthesize a chemical which i must first identify
• Finishing a physical chemistry postlab that was due on tuseday (it was eventually completed and handed in on friday, i suck at deadlines)
• Told about a Microbiology Mid Term on wednesday
  

Tuesday

• Sitting for 4 hours in a stuffy room doing a physical chemistry "workshop" which basically meant that the equipment is too expensive to let students near it so we'll make them read about it instead
• Studying for Microbiology test that was sprung upon by our stupid absent minded lecturer, we were told about it on monday

Wednesday

• Waking up super early for a wednesday to meet up with Martin who sweet talked me into doing his biochemistry assignment for him
• Doing the Microbiology midterm, i was 10 minutes late because the rooms were change from E7B to X5A, for those of you who dont know maq uni, E stands for east, and X stands for Extreme west... quite the walk
• Sitting in microbiology pratical for 2 and a half hours and given an assignment to test water quality, (also given back a mark for an assignment for which i got 9/10 for, HUZZAH!)
• Going to Julz's movie premiere thing, had an absolute blast but probably wasnt the healthiest thing to do considering the week
  

Thursday

• Waking up dead from julias movie thingy
• Getting to uni for a biochemistry tutorial to do my assignment (and Martins), rocked up half an hour late because they changed the rooms from E5A (east) to W5A (west, no extreme) except i had to go to the prac rooms in E8A to find out about the room change... its really disturbing rocking up to an empty room
• Studying for the physical chemistry exam

Friday

• Waking up way too early to be healthy
• Getting 2 hours sleep because of an upturned bucket that was making alot of noise as heavy rain dripped into it
  
• Waiting an hour and 40 minutes in the rain for 3 buses that didnt come
• Missing my physical chemistry exam completely
• Doing the physical chemistry exam an hour later in a tutorial
• Staying late at uni to complete the post lab due on tuesday
• Recieving a glare from lecturer for handing post lab in so late
• Missing coffee

Mmm, ok so maybe not the worst week ever, but its one of the worst i've had, its like i have one of these weeks every semester where all this stuff gets piled on you and you just panic

WEEKEND

Screws

So

It has come to my attention that i may have more than a few screws loose... perhaps, more screws loose than i previously thought.

First of all, i'd like to inform you all of my complete and utter lack of musical... anything, despite me playing the cello, thats about as far as my musical intelligence goes. Am i missing something? is there something terribly wrong with me that i cannot name a completely random song and its artist off the top of my head?

Evidence:

"You are no longer alive to me"from Al in response to me not knowing who Supertramp was/were

mmm i forget the other quotes, but theres ALOT of people physically abusing me because i dont know these other people that have their songs played over the radio...

/panic?

The good, the bad and the boring

So!

The good:

• Sleeping in on the weekend and not having to do gardening
  
• Going out to the movies on friday night
• Parents being uber creepy (note, this is a good thing because i get money from it)
• Coffee unwind on friday
• Studying for subjects accomplished!
• Playing online scrabble with Ed (she blyvrkrn me)
  

The bad:

• Headaches
  
• Nightmares of dogs attacking me
• Falling down flat floor...
• Losing online scrabble to a bunch of randoms when Ed went to sleep
• Ed not being at coffee (yeah, not letting you live this down)
• Assignments due which i forgot about until this very moment

The boring:

• Physical chemistry... quantum numbers... rotational constants... vibrational costants... why do i care? i dont know... but this subject sucks and it only gets worse because i did it thinking i had to do it but i dont
• Assignments that require me to talk like a text book, theres no drama in assignments

In conclusion, i do enjoy writing in dot point form, it allows me to compartmentalize my thoughts and bitch about them in chronological succession and also allows me to think of the good things that have happened so i can weigh them against each other and come to a more accurate judgement of my weekend.

I should just hand that conclusion in

Cibo e Vino

So

Just got back from dinner with julz (god julz rocks) n gillian, (god i love gillian). We went to the this place called Cibo e Vino, i think its pronounced Chee-bo eh Veeno, my pronounciation rocks! which means food and wine in italian, which is important because the place serves italian food.

Also present were both older sisters, nicola and bec, my sister. Who spent alot of time looking at bags and such in a fashion magazine, come to think of it... i was outnumbered 4 to 1 by girls and felt completely comfortable... thats really weird! (shut up).

We ordered some pretty snazzy stuff:
Entree

• French fries in chilli and rosemary
• Foccacia bread

when he had finished all the chips, julz's dad came over and started eating the chillis, so i tried to make gillian eat the rosemary, failing to see how she would digest a small tree branch, i settled for "suck my rosemary"

Mains

• Penne pasta, now this was the shit, it was sooooooo good, like, awesome pasta, and it came with this beef that was just delish n stuff and yeah, best main.
• Duck
• Beef
• Lamb
• Cabonarra with sausagee
  

So after the penne pasta it just became a complete meat fest and i swear the lamb was still bleeding, but then i realised it was just red wine... alot of red wine :P. the duck was pretty good, and it came on top of pumpkin stuff and pommegranet seeds, the beef was really really good too, except it had a lot of celery in it, and i only eat celery with peanut butter. Cabonarra sucked, the sausage was like... ew. I know eh, hard to believe sausage could taste bad.

Desserts (BEST PART)

• Orange and Noughat ice cream
• Chocolate soufle cake
• Trifle with vanilla custard, red wine jelly, sponge cake and sugared almonds

Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum, like really really. The soulfe was like, a cake on the outside, but chocolate sauce on the inside, because it just melted in your mouth, and the orange ice cream is always good, its like, a real orange flavour, not a fake orange flavour, the trifle was really nice too, sugared almonds are unbelievably nice because their both crunchy and super sweet, what is it... contrast between texture and taste? such a food critic.

pretty happy with the food, and there was alot of talking about... movies... clothes... shiny things... parents... things our parents do that make them funny... things our parents do that make us condemn them... yeah

totally thinking of having my 19th birthday here so stay tuned

i give it 4 and a half rotten bananas of approval

I woke up late for class today

So

I woke up late for class today so i just bummed around until my next class which was at 2 with the lovely Martin. Whom i now also have a picture of wearing a lab coat and funky goggles on my phone, it was our last prac together :( so i'll probably never get to talk to him ever again...

My to do list:

1. get a haircut
2. get a piercing
3. finish all my assignments (this should be higher up but meh)
4. read all my lectures
5. prepare for tests
6. Settle down because my posts are too dramatic

and now i'm off to dinner with julz

Oh god, i totally remember now...

So,

After a complete mental black out (hah black out) about the weekend from previoulsy posted about goon party, bits and pieces have been coming back to me from various sources which i am all but helpless to believe. So here goes:

1. Friday afternoon, Coffee Date! totally wicked, being the special occasion i invented, its awesome just like me. Too bad i burnt myself so hard (still cannot fucking believe that, i may just have to write a drama about it)
2. Friday evening. Good party! Where i drank goon, invented gooney pop (mixing goon and passion pop) invented goonta (mixing goon and fanta), drink about... 12 standard drinks, 12 times my limit but still, passed out, ate tater tots, passed out, played guitar hero, passed out, was sexually abused, woke up, drank more, felt up lachalan, passed out, cried, passed out and then slept with a girl
3. Saturday morning! Went to maccas for breakfast with lachie boy, sexy steve, ed my queen and Catherine who drank my coffee. After watching steve and lachlan put copious amount of a pig fat onto their hot cakes and watching them dry, I have come to call them jizz-cakes... because of the... yeah try it yourself sometime
4. Saturday afternoon: Extreme Gardening! cut down two trees, weeded the garden, planted two new trees, anihilated a species of spiders and mowed the lawn. However was totally bummed, massive massive bummage, meant to see a movie with someone and got completely dogged
5. Saturday Evening: CABARET fucking love this show, gotta see a professional version of this, so raunchy and sleazy, and i want a marry the emcee. diddly diddly dee TWO LADIES
6. Sunday morning, well, afternoon, woke up at two and studied organic synthesis, i totally know the thiosulphate and alchohol reaction mechanism off by heart now.

Monday... pretty bummed, still couldnt figure out why weekend bummness was still around but eventually spoke to people and found out about friday skankness, totally handing in my resume as a slutty bartender at Stonewall *hangs head in shame*

So yeah, i totally remmeber everything now, DAMN ASIANESS

Call 666 for Goon

So, Goon is evil, alchohol is evil, wei is evil...

As some of you may know, friday night was a goon party... a horrible horrible event!

Now, as much as i scorn my asian heritage, i dont think i can express my hate for my asianness anymore than by the way it affects me under the influence.

Things i partially remember/have heard about from goon party:

1. I passed out 6 times, while walking around in between each pass out
2. Felt up Lachlan
3. Felt up Lachan (it deserves to be listed twice)
4. Was abused (sexualy? not sure) by various people
5. Cried, i know, this one seriously sucks because this isnt me at all
6. Slept with a girl (NOT AGAIN)

So yeah, i may just have to swear off alchohol, because it just doesnt end well

Willkomen, Bienvenue, Welcome!

Im cabaret, au Cabaret, to Cabaret!

Yes, totally saw Cabaret last night with some cool dudes and it was totally wicked, funny, interesting and sexy! ok... maybe not so sexy but still pretty good. The musical was done by the hornsby musical society...? i think so, but it was so unbelievably cool that its made me want to get back into the whole musical/acting/singing scene and like yeah... imagine being directed by Ms Mullen (soon to be ford!) on an outside of school thing.

Notes on last night:

1. Saw Cabaret
2. Went to Horsnby RSL, big place
3. Got songs stuck in my head
4. Saw ms Mullen, i swear i'm her biggest disappointment, went from drama student to science student, i dont think it gets worse than that
5. Got home at about 11:30 ish, so kinda buggered but who cares

Also lately i've been downloading classical music (think string instruments n stuff) for studying, it totally works! 1812 Overture and the all time famous "DUH DUH DUH DUM!"

PS. SIMON, IM SORRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We were watching a movie and like... my sister left the computers on... :( :( :( :( :(

Burns Victim

So

today was pretty cool, woke up late, got to uni late, got to class late basically did everything thing a little bit late today but at least i'm not completely smacked as i was yesterday, goddamn fucking headaches.

Anyhoo, today was coffee day! i'm so proud of myself because i totally started this friday coffee thing which i quote "should become a regular" (go stefan!) + *simon doing boobie motion* so yeah, today it was catherine, ed, simon, stefan, steve, anthony, lachlan, mel and julz. All awesome people and i was totally sleeping on julz today, shes so comfy!

Ok well, i'll guess i'll just get to the point, I got burned, like majorly. by myself too.

It all happened like this:

Julz: Yeah wei, like, back in new zealand, whoa i could totally not see you gay
Mel: When did you move over here?
Julz: 12?
Wei: yeah... 12
Mel: Ah yeah, but people that age dont really know about that kind of stuff
Wei: Oh nah, i had already made out with other guys SHIT

Having just realised that a bunch of private school chicks were listening to our conversation and everyone was quiet... dead quiet. I laughed, and cried, then cried... and cried. It was funny i guess, for everyone else...

motherfuckers

Thursday

So today is thursday, what does dictionary.com say about thursday?

thursday

noun

the fifth day of the week; the fourth working day

Very intersting, well... so much for the fourth working day, i decided not to go to uni today because i was too tired and woke up at 12, even though my class was at 2 and i totally could have made it, i decided to forego getting dressed, taking the bus twice and walking to class.

This is good in two ways, i got the rest and laze around at home, and i also proved to Martin that i wont be his little bitch and go to his classes, take notes and do all the work for him, unless i get something back... of a sexual nature.

I was also really tired today, i woke up with a smacking headache, hence my msn name, and i couldnt open one eye for a good hour. Possible reasons for a bad sleep:

1. Sleeping late... dont think so, 11 is usual for me
2. Not eating well... pretty sure jatz are healthy
3. bad dreams... very very possible, i did have some bad dreams last night, and woke up about 6 times, which is about average.

Now do i remember what my dreams were about? hmm...

Well, i remember coffee at epping, and then getting very very very angry at a "friend" that didnt have a face, but was part of the usual epping coffe group... and then i left... but then came back and realised noone was there, so i called some people and found out they were at someones place, i went to said place and found them all there and then got angry at them because they decided to cancel coffee without telling me.

Um... someone was driving the car i was in... and the only person who was sorry for cancelling was Ed, so after a very angry speech to said people (i dont really remember who) she left with me, but didnt get into my car and my car drove off, it then started raining heavily, so i told the driver to go back and get Ed, who was still walking but suddenly had a big yellow umbrella.

And then i woke up...

Cry

Nothing can fill, the abyss that is my heart
I feel like crying, but only blood comes out
Blood comes out of my wrists
As i hack away at the feeble flesh that is my body
The body of a weak person
A sad person
A person who wanted to change
A person trapped
That person
Me

THE END, i totally wrote an emo poem and will never write one again, now dont get me wrong, that poem was awesome, but dont worry i'm not close to the edge (UNLESS YOU PUT ME THERE)

That was actually really fun, just like black is my new favourite colour...

Midnight Snacks

So

Last night was really funny, well, funny for me and probably funny if you saw me. Well, for some reason i wasnt feeling too well, like not entirely sick, but still i didnt feel good, so i had a shower, and got ready for bed as usual. (Getting ready for bed includes a facial wash and scrub, moisturising, washing my feet, brushing and flossing my teeth, putting on that stuff that makes pimples fuck off... yea OK shut up, what do you expect).

Did a pathetic work out, which i remember made me whimper a little bit, so i just gave up and went to bed.

Alarm Time: 11:37 pm

Alarm Time: 12:36 am

Wei gets fungry and runs to the kitchen stuffing his face with all kinds of midnight snacks he can think of that wont wake his family up.

Like seriously, weirded shit ever, i had dinner and everything, so i have no clue why i'd get so hungry like that... but it was pretty funny. In 12 minutes, i had:

1. Quarter of a box of plain jatz
2. Quarter of a box of jatz with mayonaise (ok... so the jatz got boring)
3. Quarter of a box of jatz with camembert cheese (ok... so the mayonaise got boring)
4. Quarter of a box of jatz with chilli sauce (the cheese ran out)
5. Glass of milk
6. 2 cups of hot milo
7. 3 Curry puggs
8. a chicken wing from aporto, cold
9. bowl of rice

Pretty impressive... but getting the jatz out of my teeth later really sucked because i was tired and wanted to sleep

Shop Shop Shop till you Drop

So

Totally went shopping today. The reason why i say "today" was because while shopping was planned for the "morning", "Dad" took his own sweet time becoming "unbusy" and getting "ready" so we ended up leavin the house at 2:32 pm, leaving about 2 and a half hours of shopping to be done. Because of the time limit, because shops close at 4-5 on sundays because their stupid, we decided not to go to DFO homebush and ended going to Macquarie Centre, YES, i know Maq centre is for uni students and not shopping, but it was the closest place so sue me.

Things bought:

• Comfy Pair of White D&G skatey kinda shoes, and did i mention comfy? Now, while i did like these shoes, i didnt end up buying the "black D&G's with pink souls" which i really really wanted. Now its always good to bring my sister along because she picked out the "back D&G's with pink souls" were actually a pair of girls shoes... but who cares!? I didnt end up getting them because females have smaller feet that males... because their stupid

• Pair of tightish jeans from Giordano, my favourite store. Very surprised here because i found out that i'm actually a 28 waist now! And i'm been stuffing myself with fat food and lard so yeah, very very happy about that, maybe it all those ab work outs *eh eh simon?*

• Black Vest with diamonds from Cotton On. Now i have always wanted a vest and I FINALLY found a vest thats black AND an S size at cotton on... i mean, curse my asianess, but still, it seems aussies only wear XL XXL and H (H=Huge) and finding anything smaller than an M is a miracle

Then I had a double cheeseburger at Maccas to celebrate my 28 waistness, good day i reckon!

P.S. Need someone to help me find a pair of nice sunnies

Dreamz...zzz

So

Woke up this morning... for the 25th time with a massive headache. I've been having seriously fucked up dreams lately and their so long, detailed and lifelike that its seriously freaking me out. I wont go into detail about last nights dreams but it was very very strange.

Even stranger, i dreamt about Simon sleeping with Kirk, which is funny because although they really arent sleeping with each other, Kirk is staying at simons place... PSYCHIC MUCH?

I predict... rain...

P.S. Other funny details about the dream:

• My malaysian family in Aus, while i despise my cousins
• My cousin being smarter than me and my family thinking i'm a loser
• Coffee at Gloria Jeans twice!
• Ed, Simon, Catherine all in my dreams
• Simon sleeping with kirk
• Morrtiz not sleeping with simon, although, there was much debate in the dream about why morritz wasnt with simon, while the identity and description of who morrtiz slept with was similar to simon
• Ed sleeping with Catherine HAHA
• Me sleeping with Lachlan, it was coming
• Me baking a "mega choc fudgalicious super puff cake"
  

Rightio!

So

Today was friday and awesome because:

1. I got off uni early at like 1
2. I went to a chemistry class at my old high school and talked to my old chemistry teacher
3. I deep throated a banana
   
4. I caught up with a few friends
5. I had a Latte and Quiche Lorraine or... quickie loraine/eggbisky

Quite eventful huh?

So i basically got off uni, went to my old high school to visit some old friends and then went to a coffee date with Liz, Ed, Stefan, Julz and Afony. IT WAS SCHWEET. Despite the whole half of them being in high school uniform, it was awesome because we just sat there drinking coffee and having an awesome conversation. By the end of it i was spilling embarrassing sex stories but hey, what are friends if they dont know how you are in bed? ... mmm maybe not the best thing to talk about haha, but caffeine does that to you.

Whats on this weekend?

• Shopping
• Sleeping
• Clubbing (maybe, most likely not)
• Finishing homework
• Studying (TESTS SOON)

Catch

My Favourites

So

Todays Favourite things that come to mind:

1. Favourite Stacks: Edward falling down the hill, Simon stacking it over a tree
2. Favourite Lesbians: Jasmine, Ed, Kyaf
3. Favourite Food: Pasta, Chocolate
4. Favourite Colour: Blood
5. Favourite People right now: Al, Simon
6. Favourite Fucking Faggot Dickwad: Al
7. Favourite Cunt Whore Fagmeister: Al

That is all

Happy Thoughts

So

That last blog was just emo, so dont read it. Well, today was good, except for waking up at 7:30 in the morning after going to sleep at 12:47am (the last time i looked at my alarm clock before passing out).

My parents are SO smart, they thought "hey, lets not go out for dinner on tuesday and get to sleep in on wednessday, and go out on wednesday night because its a holiday despite the fact that we have to work on thursday", they also forgot that they had a son that was stranded with them who had a 9 am lecture the next day.

As usual, my day consisted of chemistry, chemistry and more lovely chemistry, HOWEVER, today was quite special, see, as usual on thursdays, i have a Biochemistry practical, and in my biochemistry practical, i have a lab partner, and my lab partners name is Martin. Need i say more? Hes pretty darn awesome, like all europeans, hes hot, but he also gets the work done AND he enjoys conversation, pretty darn awesome, i also got to go home pretty early today at like, 4:30 so i didnt have a mini cry fest on the bus ride home.

Recently, i have become addicted to blogging and reading other people blogs, you know that saying "swap one addiction for another", well, i have done just that, it went from World of Warcraft (ok shut up already,...klol) to Warcraft III (roflmao) to PS2 (I FUCKING HATE KINGDOM HEARTS) to reading (my glasses just got thicker) to youtubing to myspacing and now to blogging. Its really interesting to see what people find important enough to put into a blog.

P.S. Al is my one and only

5 years

So...

Its five years now... i wont go into the details (which can get a bit gory) but today is five years after finally settling in and getting over moving from away from New Zealand. The reason why this year is so different than the others is that before "that" happened, we had all been talking about where we would all be when we turned 18.

So, i'm 18 now, i'm in uni, live in australia, still asian, gay (haha you were so right) and i'm pretty damn fine.

Wish you guys were here.

In the beginning

Wei got sick of his myspace blog because noone went to read it except for nick and a few others which was cool but hardly "reply to comment"worthy, so in the 13th hour, 48th minute of the 25th of april 2007, he created a blogger account...

This blog will hopefully be filled with meaningful and interesting events that have transpired in my life supplemented by meaningful and interesting thoughts that pass through my head.

It may or may not also include ravings about how i hate >insert name<>insert detailed description<>insert rude description<.

So!

Today is ANZAC Day, happy birthday anzacs :D . Today is also a public holiday providing a much much needed break from the first 2 days of uni, during those two days i have

1. Failed a biochemistry exam
2. Gotten a B and C on post labs
3. Been soaked in rain two days in a row
4. Gotten home AFTER my family finished dinner

BUT I AM EXTREMELY PUMPED, nothing can bring me down, some of you know why