Now…finally, I’m at uni and going to start on some serious work.

Yup you heard me.

But I think I’ll write up a short blog before I start doing this shit.

Was talking to a workmate on Wednesday.

Me: How do you prevent yourself from being a “creep” in a bar?

Her: By not being sleazy?

Me: Nope, by not being unattractive.

QFT.

Thanks reddit. Your endless supply of hilarity will keep me going for a long long time.

I ordered my iPhone 4 online at 12:07am. Hopefully it’ll arrive on Monday and then I can show it off to everybody because that’s how epically cool I am by owning the next generation iPhone.

$59 cap and since I ordered online I get 2 months free.

Let’s do some mathscraft.

Cancellation Fee: $365

2 months free: $118

Remaining iPhone 3GS repayments: 12 at $12/month

$365-$118+$144 = $391

If I sell my iPhone 3GS for more than the above I get a free upgrade =) I think it’s doable. Lots of people on Ebay that’s willing to pay good money even for an used iPhone.

Okay, I think that’s all.

I haven’t blogged in a while. Hmmm.

So anyway, I turned off search engine spiders on my blog as well. I average around 20 hits/day mainly visiting my tutorials on booting into ubuntu and what not.

Have you heard the song “Go to sleep”? It’s a song by Eminem/DMX/Obie Trice for Cradle 2 The Grave. The chorus goes like this:

Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time’s up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch!
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta tell ya, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch!
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch!
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah…

Crazy huh?

Now imagine me watching Cradle 2 The Grave with my mother and this is the intro song. Good thing she can’t make out the words to songs otherwise it would have been awkward turtle indeed.

But it’s one of those songs that pump me up heaps. I get all psyched up after listening to it.

What’s new?

I bought Starcraft 2.

Um…iPhone 4 coming out tonight.

I’m gonna order it online.

$365 to cancel my contract. 12 repayments left of $12. So a total of $509. If I can sell my iPhone 3GS for around that price I break even! Haha. They never even bothered charging me for the cancellation fee last year so maybe the system will fuck up again this year.

I’m gonna go grab the $59 cap. My reasoning is that the $49 cap requires handset repayments of $8 for the 16gb. So why not pay $2 extra and get the handset for free and grab a bigger cap?

$59 cap gives me $550 worth of credit, unlimited sms/mms, 2gb of data and unlimited calls to Optus phones. Hopefully it applies to Soul and TPG customers as well. But yeah…that’s more or less it I suppose.

I wonder how insurance works for the iPhone. I might insure it before I go to Europe.

Honours? Yeah…about that.

Also learnt of some other randoms reading this blog.

It was quite funny cause I was having this conversation with a couple of people (who might be reading this) and went along the lines of…

“So how were your results for this semester?”

“Worst semester ever *pause* sort of expected…given the circumstances”

“*nods*”

I found it to be rather funny.

I guess I should be used to people knowing “heaps” about my life since I broadcast it all over the interwebs.

Ah the good ol’ days where it was only limited to people on MSN.

I had another point…but I forget. Someone mentioned that my writing is more disjointed and ideas are separated by double line breaks where they used to be in properly structured paragraphs. Hmmm…maybe.

I plan on having a 9-5 mentality on uni. Will try and get to uni by 9am each day and leaving at around 5. That way I might sleep earlier rather than sleeping at around 1am-2am each night doing jack all.

I haven’t been running as much lately. But I reckon I could take on City 2 Surf in 2 week’s time. I even compiled a city2surf playlist but it’s only 1hr long. I reckon I’m gonna repeat some of the songs. It’s mainly composed of Eminem and Linkin Park (no surprises there). I might list it when the event gets closer.

I filed my tax return couple of days ago.

I also find it amusing that my taxable income has been double every 2 years. Though next year it’ll quadruple and be followed with linear growth. Disappointing.

Um…

…uni…did I say that last semester was going to be an interesting semester? I guess it was in a way. This upcoming semester? Hmmm…hopefully it will blow my mind.

So how will I be spending my last day of my break? Well, I’m gonna just chill. Going to just sit here…and drink/eat crap whilst watching shit cause that’s just how I roll. Don’t judge me.

I also had the most epic dream this morning. It was so vastly epic and random. EVERYBODY was in it. I mean…not just people I know personally but even people that I don’t know (e.g. Youtube personalities). And then I woke up and I was like “awww…damn…it felt so real”.

Anyways…

When you have nothing to lose there’s always something to gain.

Edit: 9:23pm

Was on the phone with a friend and just realised a point that I wanted to make.

Awkwardness.

If HIMYM has taught me anything it’s that “It’s only awkward if you make it awkward”. I don’t find things awkward any more.

Was at a party last night and was about to leave, I said goodbyes to these people that I didn’t even know and one of the guys asked me for a hug. So I went over and gave the dude a hug. Whatever right? I didn’t find it awkward but the guy was obviously trying to impress some chick going “I love making people awkward haw haw haw”. I simply replied with “Well…I didn’t think it was awkward…” and left.

I was at another party and recognised this guy. We’ve bumped into each other like 2 or 3 times and you’d think by then they’d remember your name since you went into the effort of remembering theirs. This time, however, I didn’t feel like “remembering” his name and wanted to just see what he’d do.

“Sup…”

“Hey”

“I know you…”

“I know you too…”

“Okay…cool story”

and with that I walked away. I don’t have time for douches that don’t bother stretching out their hands for a shake.

When meeting people I find that it’s almost imperative for a handshake. It may sound cliche when people say “You can tell a lot about a person through their handshake”. It’s fucking true!

When I stretch out my hand for a shake I expect a firm grip. I don’t want to shake a flimsy hand. In addition, lots of people tend to just fail at handshakes in general. They grip too soon and you end up shaking the first half of the hand. I expect the full hand god damnit! Web to web!

So if a person (especially a guy…double standards I know…) does not initiate a handshake upon introduction…instant loss of brownie points. Having said that I think I also made a point previously that I don’t find talking to guys that entertaining and what not…blah blah blah. Whatever.

I digress.

It’s rare that I actually feel awkward these days. I mean…okay…to be honest, I lie, I still feel awkward at work sometimes but that’s mainly due to the fact that it’s in such a professional environment and working once a week doesn’t really let you settle in that quickly. I still have lots to learn in order to survive in the corporate jungle. But in terms of everyday shit, it’s rare that I feel awkward in a given situation.

Done and done.

Okay, so today I was told some more information about my drunken state.

Apparently I was adding “That’s what she said” after every statement people made whether it was valid or not.

How embarrassing.

But frankly, do I really give a shit?

I shouldn’t give a rats arse what people thought of me, they don’t know me, they can’t judge me.

At least my pride has been restored knowing another certain bit of information. Hehe.

Anyway.

Today.

I went on a bromance cruise with a friend. It was more or less a couples cruise and yeah…two guys sitting at a table. On my left was this young couple, around mid 20s and on my right was this elderly couple.

What a lovely contrast.

On my left, you have the start of a relationship and on the right you had a relationship that’s been through decades. Makes you think.

The young couple was quite hilarious. I can’t help but eavesdrop, and I couldn’t help but laugh at their ridiculous situation.

To be quite honest, I thought something was up between them right after they sat down…and not in a good way.

We were just about to start eating and an argument has already broken up. Jesus Christ. You’re on a cruise, chill the fuck out. Try and have fun and don’t ruin it.

I don’t know whether to feel sorry for them or just laugh.

The chick had a sore throat and was coughing, she was complaining how the dude just stood there watching her cough. Well…I’m like thinking “what the fuck did you expect him to do? hit you on your back? that doesn’t work”. Then she was complaining how she’s absolutely exhausted and how she doesn’t want to listen to his crap and what not. But I lolled quite loudly at the following:

“When I say leave me alone, I mean for you to actually leave me alone”

“But I thought it might be a trap!”

“I actually wanted you to leave me alone”

“But I thought it was a trap! I’ve fallen for your traps many times. You always set traps”

“Yeah but not intentionally!”

…

A short while later.

“When I tell you to leave me alone I don’t want to be completely alone! I still want you to be around!”

“But how am I suppose to know?!”

I couldn’t help but lol.

Trap avoided.

Um…yeah.

I have an headache. I didn’t drink a lot. But I have a headache.

Hiking tomorrow got cancelled. Instead we’re going to to harbourside for some fun times.

God I’m tired. It’s nearly 2am.

Um yeah…

Next time I’m drunk I hope I’m not that annoying prick. I’m totally a happy drunk.

Whatever.

Also I have another point that I want to make that I made tonight.

When I see Asian chicks with white guys I wonder…”Why?”

Okay. Don’t get me wrong. Nothing wrong with it. But I just wonder to myself “Why? In what way are they better?”. I’m also not saying that Asian guys are “better” per se. I hope I’m not digging a hole for myself here.

But lately I have a different view to the whole situation now. I’m like thinking “Well…why not?”

Out of all the Asian guys I know…NONE of them (as far as I know) went out of their way to meet people. Most are “flukes”. They play the probability game. If you wait long enough, some girl will eventually come along where both parties expresses mutual interest. Whether they do it via friend outings or through events. There’s always a convenient little situation.

Okay, sure “Isn’t that how everybody meets people?”. Sure. I suppose it’s valid. But my question is, how often do people go out of their way to talk to a random stranger? It’s the typical scene in movies/tv shows. Guy sees girl. Guy approaches girl and offers to buy her drink. Girl gives guy number. Guy calls girl. Coitus occurs. Right?

Good things happen to those that wait.

Well, I don’t like leaving shit to fate. Everything seems too convenient. I guess that’s why in a coed group incest occurs. You just end up going out with girls in the group simply because it’s convenient and there’s no barriers to break since you already know each other.

I don’t know my point. I have no point.

It’s so fucking easy being a douchebag.

How easy?

Very easy.

Being in that building brings back memories. Sigh. Just thinking about it makes me angry.

I don’t remember much from that night. The latter…not the former. Former night is a different story, a different lifetime ago. Gosh that sounds emo.

I don’t remember a lot of things.

Apparently I took a lot of photos. I did.

I took around 330 photos. I only remember taking 100 of them, I know cause I remember thinking “wow, I’ve taken 100 photos already”.

The rest…was just a blur. Most of the photos came out blurry. Either that or one of the girls had their eyes closed or what not. The type of shit photos that girls tend to complain about. I guess it’s good that I snapped 3-4 shots of the same scene to prevent this shit from happening.

Sure sure, we’re at a party, who wants their photos taken right? I mean, it’s not like anybody was drinking heavily and nobody was doing anything inappropriate.

Why do I get the feeling that this blog will bite me in the ass like it did 5 years ago?

Right now I don’t really care. I’ll be a douche.

So in the end I had around 74 decentish photos out of the 330. Having said that, most of them were still quite meh.

Whatever, I’ll just stop shoving my camera into people’s faces I guess.

~

I’ve thought about it hence it’s not going to happen…

You’ve got to be astronomically…

Then I always wanted my own digital camera…so months ago I saw a deal and decided to buy it. But…taking photos was a pain to be honest. Without the flash, photos turn out dark and blurry, with the flash all the photos are washed out.

I’ve seen many people with DSLR and I thought to myself “Hmm, maybe I should take up photography as a hobby”.

It’s an expensive hobby though.

So far taking photos has been extremely fun! I’ve taken well over 2000 photos since I’ve bought it. In terms of quality though…most of them end up in the trash.

I love it.

I posted up an album up couple of minutes ago. I would have done it way sooner but something had upset me.

Oh God, that sounded pretty homo.

Anyway, I’ve learnt that unless you’re actually good at taking photos of people, don’t take pictures of them. So I think I’m going to stick to scenery for a while unless it’s people I know. So at the event that I posted up on FB, some chick chucked a spaz at me for taking too many photos. I think it was the post-alcohol stage…where you know…I was feeling all emo so the spaz really hit the spot.

I guess it’s good that I don’t have an angry post-drunkeness outburst, otherwise bitch woulda got smashed.

Half the people knew me, half the people don’t. The people that don’t…well…I don’t care too much for since…well…they don’t know me.

I guess that’s another point to note. Don’t take photos of strangers. They don’t like it. Duh.

That was also the night where I had my little fuck up. Epic fail.

I like my photos…well…the ones that end up looking good.

You only really need that one decent photo to look back to…

…

and smile.

一歲一枯榮

野火燒不盡

春風吹又生.

The day of rest.

You know. Last year…I would have been fine staying at home(s), watching TV shows and just not doing anything.

These days…if someone asks me out I’d go out, no questions asked.

Sunday.

I’m like thinking “Who would want to come out on a Sunday night?”.

“Sure John! I would love to come out!”

is what I would like to hear.

I’m going to trial not posting updates to twitter. I wonder how I’ll feel about that.

On one hand I’ll feel sad that my “readers” will drop. On the other hand I’m somewhat glad that readership will drop.

I dunno.

I feel that sooner or later I’ll open it up to people.

Meh. That will be all for now.

Sigh.

Was really hoping to have plans for Friday night. Was pretty close…but nope…fail. Have plans for tomorrow night though…well technically it’ll be tonight. Then nothing on Sunday…but I do wanna go out.

Sigh.

“So what else is new? I mean…apart from the stuff you write on you blog?”

I don’t know whether to find that amusing or sad.

So how’s my day?

Well I woke up at 4:30am thinking “Fuck yes!…oh…shit…um…what time is it?…I’m thirsty and need to pee”

I finally pulled myself out of bed at around 11am, feeling quite good. Although my upper body was so fucking sore. It still is.

Wasted 2 more hours doing shit and then headed into uni.

Boring as fuck.

Got no work done although I did get myself familiar with the code (the code that I haven’t touched in weeks).

Supervisor doesn’t give a shit about me. I see him on the street and he just gives me a head nod and carries on. Sigh. I’m really not the type to cling onto people. I rather prefer them to cling onto me. Same deal with pining. I hate pining over people, but the reverse? I’m easily persuaded if you begin to pine.

Make a 10 min phone call at 5. Went well.

The followup texts? Well…I fucked up somewhere. Do di do.

Which ended up with me packing up my shit and leaving SIT at 6:30pm. Quite the contrast to the night before.

Lmao, I would blog about it…but technically I already have haha.

Aye…what else is there?

Wednesdays is when I work.

No…I don’t hate work.

So why do I hate Wednesdays you ask?

Wednesdays just pisses me off. Something always manages to come up. I was on the train this morning…on my phone…on facebook…I shan’t go on any more.

Was talking to a workmate today.

“How’s life?”

“Aye…life is…blah”

“The usual?”

“Yeah. Well…not really. Same old shit…different flavour”

Can’t be put any more eloquently.

I enjoy Wednesday nights. It’s like as if it’s a beginning of the weekend for me.

I was told I’m too forgiving.

Maybe I am. But for the moment…I should just give it time. Yes…more time.

My optus bill came in today. I looked at it…$74. What is this shit? Last month it said I’ve paid off my iPhone 3g so why is my bill still $74?! I ended up checking both bills and yup…bills remaining for the iphone 3g is 0 but yet I’m still getting charged for the phone that I’ve bought already.

Ridiculous.

TIme to give Optus a call I suppose. Fucking Optus.

Sigh.

On the BRIGHT side. I can claim $4.1k back in tax. $3k would go into my final semester. Not sure what I’ll do with the $1000, probably save it I guess. Then there’s also that $650 from centerlink I’ll be getting.

TSA still owes me $42 and I owe Steph $75.

Anyway, I think I’m gonna go for a run, not gonna bother with my usual mundane course, just gonna keep on running till I collapse…