I'm glad (not really) that exams are over, because well.... I like to conform to popular standards, as per usual...its my third favourite pastime (obviously preceeded by physics lessons and disk check. Ah... microsoft, you've done it again).
Truthfully, during exam block I do just as much, if not less study than normal and really don't feel like its an exam. In fact, my internet usage tripled while in exam block, especially on youtube.
Also, when I get my positively atrocious exam results back, I'll just do what most executives do - pretend it never happened and give myself a huge bonus.
I'm not really going to talk about exams anymore, because for most people its painful enough doing the exams once.
What did put a smile on my face today (besides that guy at sunnybank hills without legs) was sending unhelpful and annoying paypal payments to k3.
i.e. sending payments like 1 mexican dollar, 1 yen, etc. The thing is, if you want to convert it back to AUD, then you have to pay 3.2% as well as about 40c. so instead, you just have random currency balances in your paypal, which admittedly looks multicultural on your CV, but doen't actually do much.
Its a shame I can't really mock anyONE on my blog, because everyone these days reacts like a bull in a porcelain store to the slightest comment. Its ok however, because there are still heaps of things I can make fun of;
such as jews. black people? and of course christians =)
now to the actual title itself. while cleaning my room, I discovered stuff that I didn't even realise I had. Exciting discussion. I'm already aware of this.
I'm sorry about this bland-dissatisfied feeling you are experiencing towards this post, similar to that of a child receiving a book for a christmas present.
On the plus though, feel free to fill in the polls on the right hand side.
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Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Improve your exam technique now!
Over this exam block, i've discovered techniques that will guarantee to, at the very least annoy everyone around you. If you know you're not going to achieve good results, instead of improving your results, why not 'un-improve' the results of those people around you, to make yourself look better?
Start simple. Be prepared. Before your exam starts, ensure you are equipped with spare working paper. As soon as the exam starts, begin to write/scribble feverishly and aggressively, aiming for the I-know-everything-and-will-finish-the-exam-before-you aura. Hopefully, this will intimidate everyone around you, and make them rush with undue haste.
If you have disassembled and or useless pens, don't hesitate to occasionally flip the cartridge across the room, and staging a 'dammit, that was my only pen' whisper.
Once again, I stress the importance of preparation. If necessary, draw musical instruments during perusal time (and/or pretend to be an orchestra). Ensure you are familiar with (to the extent or recital) highly irrelevant scientific information.
Secondly, if you are unsatisfied with reactions from (a), then the next step is to develop an irrational fear of staples. Shriek and/or bark if necessary, and request that the supervisor turns every page for you. If they decline, then publicly investigate how slowly you can make a croaking noise with your throat.
You will find, that the most annoying way is to start with a low pitch, and then try and 'throat' out Ode to Joy. If you find that you are in fact, capable of doing this, towards the end say "oh, damn, I messed it up" and start again.
Try to formulate a sentence to ask your supervisor, paying special attention to the following words:
ROBUST, FREE-SPIRITED, COST-EFFICIENT, UKRAINIAN and PUCE
[For bonus points, while talking, change your accent every three seconds (exactly), or eliminate verbs from your speech.]
By now, you should have been able to maintain a healthy level of insanity or unrest in the room. Congratulations, you have successfully 'un-improved' your results by screwing with everyone else.
Now, you may have the question "What can we possibly do about internal assessments?". Good point, you can't possible allow everyone to get so ahead with their internal assessments. Although I haven't quite considered this point, try as an interim measure while I brainstorm.
a) Offer to hand their internal assessments in. Ensure papers are stapled in the middle of the page.
Right, just one more point to add. If you're ordering pizza anytime soon, try this
a) Make up credit card companies and ask if they accept
b) If using a touch-tone phone, press random buttons and ask them to stop doing that.
c) Have you pizza 'shaken not stirred'
d) Tell them to double check that this time you pizza, is in fact, dead.
Start simple. Be prepared. Before your exam starts, ensure you are equipped with spare working paper. As soon as the exam starts, begin to write/scribble feverishly and aggressively, aiming for the I-know-everything-and-will-finish-the-exam-before-you aura. Hopefully, this will intimidate everyone around you, and make them rush with undue haste.
If you have disassembled and or useless pens, don't hesitate to occasionally flip the cartridge across the room, and staging a 'dammit, that was my only pen' whisper.
Once again, I stress the importance of preparation. If necessary, draw musical instruments during perusal time (and/or pretend to be an orchestra). Ensure you are familiar with (to the extent or recital) highly irrelevant scientific information.
Secondly, if you are unsatisfied with reactions from (a), then the next step is to develop an irrational fear of staples. Shriek and/or bark if necessary, and request that the supervisor turns every page for you. If they decline, then publicly investigate how slowly you can make a croaking noise with your throat.
You will find, that the most annoying way is to start with a low pitch, and then try and 'throat' out Ode to Joy. If you find that you are in fact, capable of doing this, towards the end say "oh, damn, I messed it up" and start again.
Try to formulate a sentence to ask your supervisor, paying special attention to the following words:
ROBUST, FREE-SPIRITED, COST-EFFICIENT, UKRAINIAN and PUCE
[For bonus points, while talking, change your accent every three seconds (exactly), or eliminate verbs from your speech.]
By now, you should have been able to maintain a healthy level of insanity or unrest in the room. Congratulations, you have successfully 'un-improved' your results by screwing with everyone else.
Now, you may have the question "What can we possibly do about internal assessments?". Good point, you can't possible allow everyone to get so ahead with their internal assessments. Although I haven't quite considered this point, try as an interim measure while I brainstorm.
a) Offer to hand their internal assessments in. Ensure papers are stapled in the middle of the page.
Right, just one more point to add. If you're ordering pizza anytime soon, try this
a) Make up credit card companies and ask if they accept
b) If using a touch-tone phone, press random buttons and ask them to stop doing that.
c) Have you pizza 'shaken not stirred'
d) Tell them to double check that this time you pizza, is in fact, dead.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
fo' shizzle my nizzle sausage sizzle
The title is, once again, a misnomer. Un-fortunato-ly, there will be no shizzle-ing my blog this time. This is just pretty much a straightforward post.
and we see at 1 statement of 'straightforward post' the lie-o-rama meter is up to 12, indicating absolutely nothing =)
In other news, after installing the new messenger, my "Show what I'm listening to" is apparently permanently enabled, and is really annoying when every few seconds, it goes "changing personal message to BLAH"
NEW MESSENGER FAIL
Just a quick post as I just woke up, in fact this post has no purpose whatsoever, and if anyone can locate the main point, I will give them something non-physical. I.e. acceptance, forgiveness and other seemingly deep options =)
In fact, this post is compromising my otherwise good standards, and so since there's no point trying to microwave a dead kitten (if I may use that unsuitable and irrelevant metaphor) I'm just going to dot point what I WAS going to say
Also, in regards to presents, I really don't care what you get me, but I'm happy with food or ANYTHING, just don't go to alot of trouble to find/get anything. PERSONALLY I think getting a present for me is definately not a should, rather VERY VOLUNTARY/Optional.
I won't care/judge you if you don't get a present.
In fact, my attitude towards birthdays is so lax, that saying 'happy birthday' to me is also STRICTLY optional =]
in fact I have used the phrase 'in fact' so many times it has lost all meaning.
In closing, I would like say absolutely nothing.
and we see at 1 statement of 'straightforward post' the lie-o-rama meter is up to 12, indicating absolutely nothing =)
In other news, after installing the new messenger, my "Show what I'm listening to" is apparently permanently enabled, and is really annoying when every few seconds, it goes "changing personal message to BLAH"
NEW MESSENGER FAIL
Just a quick post as I just woke up, in fact this post has no purpose whatsoever, and if anyone can locate the main point, I will give them something non-physical. I.e. acceptance, forgiveness and other seemingly deep options =)
In fact, this post is compromising my otherwise good standards, and so since there's no point trying to microwave a dead kitten (if I may use that unsuitable and irrelevant metaphor) I'm just going to dot point what I WAS going to say
- Mando exam was fairly easy. I.e. I might've spent more time being bored than actually doing the exam itself
- If I had to dressup for the school dance, i would be negative-saverman, with my superpower consisting of destroy savings account and 'spend-$50+-on food-in-two-days'
- I spent 30 minutes halving my funhouse tickets so I could double them. If that makes any sense at all
Also, in regards to presents, I really don't care what you get me, but I'm happy with food or ANYTHING, just don't go to alot of trouble to find/get anything. PERSONALLY I think getting a present for me is definately not a should, rather VERY VOLUNTARY/Optional.
I won't care/judge you if you don't get a present.
In fact, my attitude towards birthdays is so lax, that saying 'happy birthday' to me is also STRICTLY optional =]
in fact I have used the phrase 'in fact' so many times it has lost all meaning.
In closing, I would like say absolutely nothing.
Friday, March 20, 2009
Daily blargh *nom nom*
Fridays are decidedly not always the best. in fact, if you examine the graph which I drew below, there is a direct correlation between Fridays and feeling like crap. The only plus I guess, is not having to work today, even though I had work yesterday, and have work tomorrow.
Also, i've noticed how ridiculously small my maccas shirt is, because those bastards gave me an XS. OBVIOUSLY their operations are not identical to those of the QA uniform shop (IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN...which is about 1 person....although last time..............).
Anyway, back to explaining how crappy fridays make me feel bad. for no apparent reason, because they're actually quite fun/good. FRIDAYS start off with double study, which is good. I never really did any study, and examining today's record of what I did, it appears that nothing has changed.. I don't believe I've actually done any study in any 'study period' this entire term.
Afterwards, double english was actually quite enjoyable, because I got paired up with mark, who did all the work while I sat around looking professional. Mando was also easy, because we (person a, person b and myself) spent most of the lesson laughing at Mr. Hillman impersonations, of which hillary's are most accurate and scary.
At this stage you MIGHT be thinking [DECKARD CAIN XD] "poor geoff; HOW can you still be living after this dreary, depressing and anguishing series of events full of suffering and flaying complimented by a haze of bitter tears.", but I promise that it does ACTUALLY get worse. I mean Musu ate the rest of my chocolate in maths D:
Actually, now that I think about it maths was really good because he just let us 'revise'.
In physics, because it was so bloody boring with filander blah blah I have no hair blah blah blah blahing us all, I made several items on the maccas menu using tissue paper, which I thought was really quite ingenious.
In other news I am sad.
I guess I don't really have a legitimate claim to make against why I feel bad on fridays.
As you can see, there is direct correlation between this blog and sad realisations.
After school was also pretty ok. Firstly went to funhouse where hillary and i WERE going to play tekken but there were a few complete WTF pro people on tekken, and so that didn't happen. Instead, I ddr'd with cassie (and jan before he had work) because last week I kinda forgot... because I am such a good friend.
Then went to maccas, where Dave gave me a 50% discount =) and hillary was laughing at alric and jan working...
AND THEN because there was a buy6 get 6 free deal at some cream puff place (like papa something or something papa) we walked over to anzac square and got some cream puffs, which are basically the equivalent of hotcakes (not pancakes) from sunnybank, except puffed up, both price and product.
Then I began my walk.of.solitude.back.to.queen.street.mall because hilllary is a train whore. (even though she missed the train). Ok, now to pause and view a COMPLETELY irrelevant graph.
Excellent, excellent.
When I got back to queenst, I saw eelyn and jason, who everytime I look at gets taller. There is also a proportionality for eelyn, but I'll keep it out of my blog... even though most QA people probably know lol.
But yeah, I caught the 137 instead as I wanted a seat. LUCKILY it was uber packed and I had to sit next to this Mr.Chen looking guy. because I was tired, I started falling asleep and closing my eyes, or something in that order. But at one point, when we were on the busway, I was sort of asleep and fell out of my seat, and everyone was staring at me which was probably normal. But now its going to be "rah rah rah rah smart students rah rah can't sit on a seat without falling off blah blah blah rah rah".
I got home round 6ish, and wanted to nap for '10 minutes'. UNFORTUNATELY I forgot to turn my phone off silent, so my alarm was a silent non-vibrating alarm, similar to the usefulness of a one-legged man in an arse kicking competition. Or GavinGrant.
But the moral of that story is that you should never set an alarm and then turn your phone on silent otherwise you will sleep until 10pm and feel grumpy. That, and respect your parents lol.
HOLYSHIT world's longest post, although I have been typing for a while now.
Now just bear with me for a while...
Yeah, I think that's enough for one night. Sigh, work in <10 hours
I also changed my background colour back in response to the *oh my gawd my eyes are being seared out.. or crispy'd....* I am sorry for ever publishing that joke
Also, i've noticed how ridiculously small my maccas shirt is, because those bastards gave me an XS. OBVIOUSLY their operations are not identical to those of the QA uniform shop (IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN...which is about 1 person....although last time..............).Anyway, back to explaining how crappy fridays make me feel bad. for no apparent reason, because they're actually quite fun/good. FRIDAYS start off with double study, which is good. I never really did any study, and examining today's record of what I did, it appears that nothing has changed.. I don't believe I've actually done any study in any 'study period' this entire term.
Afterwards, double english was actually quite enjoyable, because I got paired up with mark, who did all the work while I sat around looking professional. Mando was also easy, because we (person a, person b and myself) spent most of the lesson laughing at Mr. Hillman impersonations, of which hillary's are most accurate and scary.
At this stage you MIGHT be thinking [DECKARD CAIN XD] "poor geoff; HOW can you still be living after this dreary, depressing and anguishing series of events full of suffering and flaying complimented by a haze of bitter tears.", but I promise that it does ACTUALLY get worse. I mean Musu ate the rest of my chocolate in maths D:
Actually, now that I think about it maths was really good because he just let us 'revise'.
In physics, because it was so bloody boring with filander blah blah I have no hair blah blah blah blahing us all, I made several items on the maccas menu using tissue paper, which I thought was really quite ingenious.
In other news I am sad.
I guess I don't really have a legitimate claim to make against why I feel bad on fridays.
As you can see, there is direct correlation between this blog and sad realisations.
After school was also pretty ok. Firstly went to funhouse where hillary and i WERE going to play tekken but there were a few complete WTF pro people on tekken, and so that didn't happen. Instead, I ddr'd with cassie (and jan before he had work) because last week I kinda forgot... because I am such a good friend.
Then went to maccas, where Dave gave me a 50% discount =) and hillary was laughing at alric and jan working...
AND THEN because there was a buy6 get 6 free deal at some cream puff place (like papa something or something papa) we walked over to anzac square and got some cream puffs, which are basically the equivalent of hotcakes (not pancakes) from sunnybank, except puffed up, both price and product.
Then I began my walk.of.solitude.back.to.queen.street.mall because hilllary is a train whore. (even though she missed the train). Ok, now to pause and view a COMPLETELY irrelevant graph.
Excellent, excellent.When I got back to queenst, I saw eelyn and jason, who everytime I look at gets taller. There is also a proportionality for eelyn, but I'll keep it out of my blog... even though most QA people probably know lol.
But yeah, I caught the 137 instead as I wanted a seat. LUCKILY it was uber packed and I had to sit next to this Mr.Chen looking guy. because I was tired, I started falling asleep and closing my eyes, or something in that order. But at one point, when we were on the busway, I was sort of asleep and fell out of my seat, and everyone was staring at me which was probably normal. But now its going to be "rah rah rah rah smart students rah rah can't sit on a seat without falling off blah blah blah rah rah".
I got home round 6ish, and wanted to nap for '10 minutes'. UNFORTUNATELY I forgot to turn my phone off silent, so my alarm was a silent non-vibrating alarm, similar to the usefulness of a one-legged man in an arse kicking competition. Or GavinGrant.
But the moral of that story is that you should never set an alarm and then turn your phone on silent otherwise you will sleep until 10pm and feel grumpy. That, and respect your parents lol.
HOLYSHIT world's longest post, although I have been typing for a while now.
Now just bear with me for a while...
Yeah, I think that's enough for one night. Sigh, work in <10 hours
I also changed my background colour back in response to the *oh my gawd my eyes are being seared out.. or crispy'd....* I am sorry for ever publishing that joke
Monday, March 16, 2009
REALLY GREAT reasons to bring an umbrella
ZOMG XY new layout ...
While making a mad dash across Calam Road to the other side of sunnybank hills, I got wtfxdrenched in rain. Unless you live somewhere REALLY far from me, you've probably noticed the storm clouds brooding their evil plans to start raining
a) the second AFTER I get off the bus
b) in flooded areas only
c) when you know you've left your window open
d) When you have outdoor sports you want to play =(
e) LIKE ALL HELL
f) *nom* *nom* *nom* ^_^
At about 5:30 crossed the road as part of my nice going-home-adventure although at this point it literally felt as if buckets of water were being thrown at me. On a plus, I wasn't the only one without an umbrella and I got to see this pregnant mother dash through the rain across the road as well. Really, really bad because you know, there are number of possible things that could've happened at this stage.
a) Trips over in rain
b) Trips over in rain, lands on stomach
c) Trips over in rain, lands on stomach, gets washed near storm drain
d) Trips over in rain, lands on stomach, gets washed near storm drain, attempts to 'catch' incoming traffic with her stomach
e) Trips over in the rain, lands on stomach, gets washed near storm drain, attempts to 'catch' incoming traffic with her stomach, but is raped beforehand
She made it to the otherside though. I don't know whether to feel happy or sad, so I guess I'll eat this chip to decide. HAPPY it is =)
I'm fairly sure one of you avid readers will be able to construct a scenario where every single one of her human rights have been brutally violated. Remember, I'm counting on you :) *nom* *nom*
I think I'm getting a cold, so its straight to hot soup + vitamin C tablets, which taste ok... just ok... On a scale of GavinGrant to potato chips, I would rate it berocca. (About a 5 for those of you with less keen senses)
I also checked my work roster online today. Luckily there's something wrong so it hasn't been published yet. hopefully tommorow they won't ring up and be like SURPRISE!!!oneone!!eleven!!! joo are working naos. =(
AS A SPECIAL TREAT TO WHOEVER KNOWS WHAT IT MEANS =)
*nom* *nom* *nom* *nom* *nom* *nom* n_n... lol
In terms of making sense and coherancy, on a scale from Chalustowski to 'How to eat: advanced techniques and chewing', I rate this post "Intergration by substitution"
NOTE: no liability is taken for anything. ever. I really just wanted to procrastinate out of doing maths.
On a final note: *nom* *nom*
While making a mad dash across Calam Road to the other side of sunnybank hills, I got wtfxdrenched in rain. Unless you live somewhere REALLY far from me, you've probably noticed the storm clouds brooding their evil plans to start raining
a) the second AFTER I get off the bus
b) in flooded areas only
c) when you know you've left your window open
d) When you have outdoor sports you want to play =(
e) LIKE ALL HELL
f) *nom* *nom* *nom* ^_^
At about 5:30 crossed the road as part of my nice going-home-adventure although at this point it literally felt as if buckets of water were being thrown at me. On a plus, I wasn't the only one without an umbrella and I got to see this pregnant mother dash through the rain across the road as well. Really, really bad because you know, there are number of possible things that could've happened at this stage.
a) Trips over in rain
b) Trips over in rain, lands on stomach
c) Trips over in rain, lands on stomach, gets washed near storm drain
d) Trips over in rain, lands on stomach, gets washed near storm drain, attempts to 'catch' incoming traffic with her stomach
e) Trips over in the rain, lands on stomach, gets washed near storm drain, attempts to 'catch' incoming traffic with her stomach, but is raped beforehand
She made it to the otherside though. I don't know whether to feel happy or sad, so I guess I'll eat this chip to decide. HAPPY it is =)
I'm fairly sure one of you avid readers will be able to construct a scenario where every single one of her human rights have been brutally violated. Remember, I'm counting on you :) *nom* *nom*
I think I'm getting a cold, so its straight to hot soup + vitamin C tablets, which taste ok... just ok... On a scale of GavinGrant to potato chips, I would rate it berocca. (About a 5 for those of you with less keen senses)
I also checked my work roster online today. Luckily there's something wrong so it hasn't been published yet. hopefully tommorow they won't ring up and be like SURPRISE!!!oneone!!eleven!!! joo are working naos. =(
AS A SPECIAL TREAT TO WHOEVER KNOWS WHAT IT MEANS =)
*nom* *nom* *nom* *nom* *nom* *nom* n_n... lol
In terms of making sense and coherancy, on a scale from Chalustowski to 'How to eat: advanced techniques and chewing', I rate this post "Intergration by substitution"
NOTE: no liability is taken for anything. ever. I really just wanted to procrastinate out of doing maths.
On a final note: *nom* *nom*
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Grade 2 songs
Ahh yes, friday, where everybody finally gets temporary yet still effective relief from schoolwork/coughing and sore throats/pain... oh wait, this isn't' an ad for panadol.... or that other ad for sore throats and coughing where the cartoon guy has his throat replaced by by a circular saw... or something to that effect
Firstly, pretentious/useless word of the video --> Utilise. "I was utilising their facilities, which were of a high calibre"?
Also, hillary --> Inanimate objects usually don't express rage
No, my point rather is my internal thoughts (yes, beacuse you have external thoughs TT) whenever somebody says "...you know what's fun?". And really, whenever mentions this, this sets me off on a mental rampage
i.e. "No, I OBVIOUSLY have no idea what's fun, you know? nothing... no idea whatsoever because I've NEVER had fun EVER in my life and I've never laughed or enjoyed myself. NEVER...no idea... No idea.... just.. nope, yep nope, nothing, never ever had fun ever....... You know what? why don't you go ahead and tell me? because obviously I have no idea... yes, lets hear what's fun....
Also, if somebody says "You can't be serious" I'm always also tempted to be like... "actually I can... *pulls serious face :|* see?"
Little bit disoriented atm (and this is mostlikely reflected in my writing) as I just woke up, having taken my usual afternoon name. zee zee zee zee baby baby =) [SNSD sleeping obviously)
Related Jokes -->
how does SNSD Laugh?
Hee Hee Hee Hee baby baby
How does SNSD get honey?
bee bee bee bee baby baby
What did SNSD say when they saw eelyn?
C C C C baby baby
How does SNSD call for help?
eee eee eee eee saveme saveme
I'm sure I could think of lots more but yeah, wouldn't want to get SNSD on my ass... in any sense.
I've also started watching Prince of Tennis, which is interesting because well, it has a fair storyline, but several things puzzle me in the story. for example
a) The ability to talk to the opponent for about 3 seconds after they've served (giving either that the tennis court is about the size of sunnybank plaza, or that the serve is going at less than 20km/h)
b) How they exist in a world without physics.
c) Why the entire structure of the school is heirarchical based solely on tennis skill.
In other news, I have a fish in the corner of my mozilla.
Worst.Quality.Ever
besides that pen I bought in china which didn't even have ink. GG fail
Also, my english oral commentary on The Black Cat is going to be epic fail, because
a) I spoke for about 2 minutes MAX on nothing that made sense
b) The wife caught the axe with her face anyway.... its ttly not his fault. In fact, good catch!
Or my commentary will turn out somehting like this.
"There was this guy who luved pets and then oneday got bitten by one so GG'd his wife and cat and then the polize came and they were like ok not your fault but cat behind wall was then like "lmao noobs" and then police were liek GG DISCOVERED death penalty."
Ok, well I'm going to sleep, as I have work tommorow TT.
INCOHERANCY ftw.
Firstly, pretentious/useless word of the video --> Utilise. "I was utilising their facilities, which were of a high calibre"?
Also, hillary --> Inanimate objects usually don't express rage
No, my point rather is my internal thoughts (yes, beacuse you have external thoughs TT) whenever somebody says "...you know what's fun?". And really, whenever mentions this, this sets me off on a mental rampage
i.e. "No, I OBVIOUSLY have no idea what's fun, you know? nothing... no idea whatsoever because I've NEVER had fun EVER in my life and I've never laughed or enjoyed myself. NEVER...no idea... No idea.... just.. nope, yep nope, nothing, never ever had fun ever....... You know what? why don't you go ahead and tell me? because obviously I have no idea... yes, lets hear what's fun....
Also, if somebody says "You can't be serious" I'm always also tempted to be like... "actually I can... *pulls serious face :|* see?"
Little bit disoriented atm (and this is mostlikely reflected in my writing) as I just woke up, having taken my usual afternoon name. zee zee zee zee baby baby =) [SNSD sleeping obviously)
Related Jokes -->
how does SNSD Laugh?
Hee Hee Hee Hee baby baby
How does SNSD get honey?
bee bee bee bee baby baby
What did SNSD say when they saw eelyn?
C C C C baby baby
How does SNSD call for help?
eee eee eee eee saveme saveme
I'm sure I could think of lots more but yeah, wouldn't want to get SNSD on my ass... in any sense.
I've also started watching Prince of Tennis, which is interesting because well, it has a fair storyline, but several things puzzle me in the story. for example
a) The ability to talk to the opponent for about 3 seconds after they've served (giving either that the tennis court is about the size of sunnybank plaza, or that the serve is going at less than 20km/h)
b) How they exist in a world without physics.
c) Why the entire structure of the school is heirarchical based solely on tennis skill.
In other news, I have a fish in the corner of my mozilla.
Worst.Quality.Everbesides that pen I bought in china which didn't even have ink. GG fail
Also, my english oral commentary on The Black Cat is going to be epic fail, because
a) I spoke for about 2 minutes MAX on nothing that made sense
b) The wife caught the axe with her face anyway.... its ttly not his fault. In fact, good catch!
Or my commentary will turn out somehting like this.
"There was this guy who luved pets and then oneday got bitten by one so GG'd his wife and cat and then the polize came and they were like ok not your fault but cat behind wall was then like "lmao noobs" and then police were liek GG DISCOVERED death penalty."
Ok, well I'm going to sleep, as I have work tommorow TT.
INCOHERANCY ftw.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Gavin Grant: A biography (sorry milly XD)
*Edit... post should ALWAYS be visible n_n*
Today I was pretty sick in the morning, and since it was a monday I wasn't missing out on anything... e.g. study lol
I slept until like 9 when I got woken up by text messages TT and so I woke up pretty grumpy but didn't really say anything (not because I'm introverted, rather as to the fact that I had a sore throat.) and just 'worked' on my extended essay while watching family guy.
Overall, I feel the 10 words which I wrote today have made a significant impact to the overall flair and gusto (and feng shui of course xP) of my extended essay and I look forward to reaping the gargantuan benefits and fruits of said hard labour.....
Sigh, extended essay; everyone's favourite pasttime besides disk check.
I just thought I'd make this short blog post to amuse myself with new titles for GAVIN GRANT.
feel free to include your ingenius creations into the comments section.
Right now I'm drinking hot vegetable soup which makes me feel much better... and keeping an eye on this super fly mutant insect in my room which looks to be very vicious. In my next post I will upload a photo of it squished ^^... or maybe this post if I can just reach it.... hrm.... maybe if it comes near me again, I'll throw this deck of cards at it, although I'm a bit apprehensive about doing so as I'm really scared its going to call all its friends and family to come attack me now *hides under blanket with flashlight*
My laptop also corrupted so I have to work with this EEE PC in which the keyboard is tiny so I have to type slower =(
Oh look --> my outlook inbox "gentle extended essay reminder'. I have to say, if you're going to give 100 gentle reminders you may as well just punch them in the face............ I always knew people with the name "Maurice" were stupid anyway.
From now on, I think I will include a 'pretentious' word of the blog, and although pretentious is a pretentious word, its nothing compared to the word "calibre" aka Mr Loggie's favourite word.
In other news, Gavin Grant has been promoted to senior executive board member and first undersecretary to the junior vice president of the committee for the protection and maintenance of photocopier toner levels.
and yes, I finally threw my Edgar Allen Poe book which XD'd the random insect, so maybe I should retitle this blog or "The Murders in the Rue Bedroom" or "The Black Insect" or maybe even "The Tell-Tale Blog"....
HERE is a photo ^^
it be deaded ^^
Today I was pretty sick in the morning, and since it was a monday I wasn't missing out on anything... e.g. study lol
I slept until like 9 when I got woken up by text messages TT and so I woke up pretty grumpy but didn't really say anything (not because I'm introverted, rather as to the fact that I had a sore throat.) and just 'worked' on my extended essay while watching family guy.
Overall, I feel the 10 words which I wrote today have made a significant impact to the overall flair and gusto (and feng shui of course xP) of my extended essay and I look forward to reaping the gargantuan benefits and fruits of said hard labour.....
Sigh, extended essay; everyone's favourite pasttime besides disk check.
I just thought I'd make this short blog post to amuse myself with new titles for GAVIN GRANT.
feel free to include your ingenius creations into the comments section.
Right now I'm drinking hot vegetable soup which makes me feel much better... and keeping an eye on this super fly mutant insect in my room which looks to be very vicious. In my next post I will upload a photo of it squished ^^... or maybe this post if I can just reach it.... hrm.... maybe if it comes near me again, I'll throw this deck of cards at it, although I'm a bit apprehensive about doing so as I'm really scared its going to call all its friends and family to come attack me now *hides under blanket with flashlight*
My laptop also corrupted so I have to work with this EEE PC in which the keyboard is tiny so I have to type slower =(
Oh look --> my outlook inbox "gentle extended essay reminder'. I have to say, if you're going to give 100 gentle reminders you may as well just punch them in the face............ I always knew people with the name "Maurice" were stupid anyway.
From now on, I think I will include a 'pretentious' word of the blog, and although pretentious is a pretentious word, its nothing compared to the word "calibre" aka Mr Loggie's favourite word.
In other news, Gavin Grant has been promoted to senior executive board member and first undersecretary to the junior vice president of the committee for the protection and maintenance of photocopier toner levels.
and yes, I finally threw my Edgar Allen Poe book which XD'd the random insect, so maybe I should retitle this blog or "The Murders in the Rue Bedroom" or "The Black Insect" or maybe even "The Tell-Tale Blog"....
HERE is a photo ^^
it be deaded ^^
Thursday, March 5, 2009
If you can read this then.......
you have attained a level of literacy comparable to that of a six year old. For many of you this may be your only achievement the entire week, so I encourage you to pat yourself on the back (without dislocating your arm................................... preferably.................................... and that still depends on who you are) =]
Its nice to get TOK out of the way. Well, once I get my draft back I'm pretty much going to do zero work on it, and just resubmit it for my actual. Unless I get really really bad in which I'll consider implementing the changes.
Today is Hillary's birthday celebration at city, as well as Justin's (also at city...I think) so its pretty much city for the entire day, except in about five minutes where I'll have to go help my autistic-uncoordinated-lazy-incompetent-and-other-related-adjectives cousin move house because he got kicked out of his current rental home because he's too messy/lazy. Therefore, by induction, he is gay. Yes, I know, a flawless logical explanation. I AM annoyed however that I have to wake up to help someone whom i'd prefer not to be related to.
On a more cheerful note, our chem prac is due on monday (supposedly, but badran keeps hinting there might be an extension) and our extended essay refined draft is due next friday. And he's also made it impossible to forget by sending emails to everyone to 'remind' them of how much time is left.
i.e. every two seconds "6 days, 5 hours, 23 seconds and 5 microseconds exactly LORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. If you don't complete this I will refer you to Gavin Grant, head of the department for the management and control of slightly late extended essays."
As you know Gavin, as we all fondly know him as (XD) is already head of the management of overdue notices and senior member and soon-to-be chairman of the executive council for the protection of photocopier paper quality. If I were him, I'd want to "put some of those juggling balls down" (we still all wuv you[r accent] mrs west), because god forbid he drop them all and we'd all be threatened with poor to non-existant paper quality. Its a garish nightmare that would consume us all.
And now we turn to the completely related topic of knife throwing with the efficiency of Anna Coren with her "Today Tonight Krew" <--- see that??!?!??! that's a K. see how cool I am? LOVE MEEEE lol xd..............................
And I think about now everyone reading this is just like "well then....*UNSUBSCRIBE*" and everyone who is not subscribed is like hrm.... "NEXT BLOG" or delete face. That's really why those two buttons exist - just in case you run into somebody's psychopathic blog.
BACK to knife throwing, ever since I bought (and sharpened) those letter openers, I've been practicing throwing knives at either
a) My sister's beloved noticeboard
b) Wang Lee Hom cardboard (long story)
c) Anything else under the value of $1
Yesss, lucky you heard about that promptly..................... I just realised, that topic is SO IRRELEVANT TO YOU its well....irrelevant
*applause*
Vocabulary fail
*applause*
THIS is why I fail english and am fairly decent at business. Its impossible for me to talk about one topic without conversationally discussing related issues. That and the fact that I've never been good at writing essays.
Since I've used up my allocated time for banging my head against a wall/blogging today, I'm going to let the other issues slide.
Oh, and to everyone random who reads my blog, either a) stop or b) stop
its really really weird to have somebody come up to you at school, whom you never talk to (AIDAN youaremyfavourite) and they generally say "I really like your blog" and then this prompts me to go WHY and HOW THE FCK are you reading my blog? (inside). But really, some people who NEVER read blogs [or don't seem the type] read my blog, and its really creepy to have somebody I barely know reading my blog.
I know who you are and possibly where you live and shortly I will dispatch a band of (brothers) evil plainstriders to maul you. I think only about one person knows what that means....
HAPPY FUN WORK/STUDYING =)
Its nice to get TOK out of the way. Well, once I get my draft back I'm pretty much going to do zero work on it, and just resubmit it for my actual. Unless I get really really bad in which I'll consider implementing the changes.
Today is Hillary's birthday celebration at city, as well as Justin's (also at city...I think) so its pretty much city for the entire day, except in about five minutes where I'll have to go help my autistic-uncoordinated-lazy-incompetent-and-other-related-adjectives cousin move house because he got kicked out of his current rental home because he's too messy/lazy. Therefore, by induction, he is gay. Yes, I know, a flawless logical explanation. I AM annoyed however that I have to wake up to help someone whom i'd prefer not to be related to.
On a more cheerful note, our chem prac is due on monday (supposedly, but badran keeps hinting there might be an extension) and our extended essay refined draft is due next friday. And he's also made it impossible to forget by sending emails to everyone to 'remind' them of how much time is left.
i.e. every two seconds "6 days, 5 hours, 23 seconds and 5 microseconds exactly LORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. If you don't complete this I will refer you to Gavin Grant, head of the department for the management and control of slightly late extended essays."
As you know Gavin, as we all fondly know him as (XD) is already head of the management of overdue notices and senior member and soon-to-be chairman of the executive council for the protection of photocopier paper quality. If I were him, I'd want to "put some of those juggling balls down" (we still all wuv you[r accent] mrs west), because god forbid he drop them all and we'd all be threatened with poor to non-existant paper quality. Its a garish nightmare that would consume us all.
And now we turn to the completely related topic of knife throwing with the efficiency of Anna Coren with her "Today Tonight Krew" <--- see that??!?!??! that's a K. see how cool I am? LOVE MEEEE lol xd..............................
And I think about now everyone reading this is just like "well then....*UNSUBSCRIBE*" and everyone who is not subscribed is like hrm.... "NEXT BLOG" or delete face. That's really why those two buttons exist - just in case you run into somebody's psychopathic blog.
BACK to knife throwing, ever since I bought (and sharpened) those letter openers, I've been practicing throwing knives at either
a) My sister's beloved noticeboard
b) Wang Lee Hom cardboard (long story)
c) Anything else under the value of $1
Yesss, lucky you heard about that promptly..................... I just realised, that topic is SO IRRELEVANT TO YOU its well....irrelevant
*applause*
Vocabulary fail
*applause*
THIS is why I fail english and am fairly decent at business. Its impossible for me to talk about one topic without conversationally discussing related issues. That and the fact that I've never been good at writing essays.
Since I've used up my allocated time for banging my head against a wall/blogging today, I'm going to let the other issues slide.
Oh, and to everyone random who reads my blog, either a) stop or b) stop
its really really weird to have somebody come up to you at school, whom you never talk to (AIDAN youaremyfavourite) and they generally say "I really like your blog" and then this prompts me to go WHY and HOW THE FCK are you reading my blog? (inside). But really, some people who NEVER read blogs [or don't seem the type] read my blog, and its really creepy to have somebody I barely know reading my blog.
I know who you are and possibly where you live and shortly I will dispatch a band of (brothers) evil plainstriders to maul you. I think only about one person knows what that means....
HAPPY FUN WORK/STUDYING =)
Sunday, March 1, 2009
STORY OF MY LIFE...
Not really, in fact there'll probably be nothing too exciting/interesting in this post besides the usual bitching and hillary's mum jokes. That well just never runs dry =)
I'll go in order of what happened, because that seems to be all the hype these days.
(BECAUSE I TOTALLY KNOW WHAT"S COOL)
I won't bother covering what happened on friday really, because it was just mainly ddr/funhouse/karaoke/hillary's mum(HOHO =]/dinner/eric having dinner/eric eating dinner/eric eating/blockbuster video. I will mention a few things though.
Kara was prettttty average in my opinion with all 16-20 of us squished in one room. Since we left kara at around 7:50ish, when we got to market square most of the places to eat were too full to accommodate our 8419234819324 person group, except for Shangrila in which we whored two tables (of ten) I think......................
Since the food there is all like 9 billion dollars, we were all contemplating what to get (at our table at least). We changed our order [like 1293481 times to the point where the owner was like YOU CAN"T CHANGE AGAIN LORRRR!!!oneone!!!!eleven] but eventually ended up getting an '8 person set meal' or something like that. GG bad translation --> change to ab initio mandarin.
Stupid Mrs I'm-leaving-for-QUT richards. if that is her real name......... *suspecting look*
We were all full (of crap hohohohoho~ fck you) except for eric who ate everything we had left, as well as everything the next table had. We started eating at about 8:30 (maybe?) and ERIC finished eating at almost 11pm, which was too late to go to funhouse D: x200
BECAUSE I had work on saturday, everyone else caught the bus to ee's house where I'm informed they watched battle royale and slept on the floor, whilst I walked home which was UBER FUN at 11:40pm. Still, better than having to walk home from ee's at 6am in the morning thne walk to bus stop later. zZz Need my p's already. [Removed @ request of nobody o.Oa]
Oh yeah, and if you're thinking "what happened geoffrey you were supposed to go in chronological order weren't you? in this world, friday is before saturday blah blah blah blah" I refer to my FAVOURITE quote from my FAVOURITE extended essay supervisor.
"This is a one sided conversation" (refer to my earlier blog post(s) about this stupid contradiction). Also, fck you =)
Saturday was saturday (CUNNINGLY) and work was work, where the whole time I was pretty much thinking "i'll VALUE YOUR BEEF AND CHEESE BITCH". At one point I saw the entire cast of fraggle rock turn up outside maccas, but then they left =( [Yes, I know, that really was the story of my life] Better than my instep teacher who was like I HAVE A STORY TO TELL. 5 minutes later -- "and so yeah..."
me: "so it took you five minutes to tell us you saw a frog"
*MRS ROSSITER USES HYPER BEAM PEW PEW*
(RANDOM MUCH?)
obviously some of that is made up...... (maybe it took four minutes?)
ALSO, I hate people on msn who are like "brb" in their names for like 2394103 years. YOU'RE NOT "BRB" YOU DIRTY FCKING LIAR FACE CUNT WHORE BITCH SLUT. =]
(its ok alric, I don't hate you....that much....for now.... xP)
BACK to what was happening, after work I went to DDR and saw andrew who escaped from kara and sherry, which was random because sherry is sherry.
blah blah blah etc jan's house blah blah blah etc lunch at shangrila againblah blah blah syphillus blah blah hillary's mum blah blah.
I've been really slack when it comes to going to baddy, because now on Sundays I either go and do work at SLQ (WHERE I GET SO MUCH DONE <3<3<3), jokes =")
[Removed by myself to protect patient lawyer confidentiality xD]
I'll go in order of what happened, because that seems to be all the hype these days.
(BECAUSE I TOTALLY KNOW WHAT"S COOL)
I won't bother covering what happened on friday really, because it was just mainly ddr/funhouse/karaoke/hillary's mum(HOHO =]/dinner/eric having dinner/eric eating dinner/eric eating/blockbuster video. I will mention a few things though.
Kara was prettttty average in my opinion with all 16-20 of us squished in one room. Since we left kara at around 7:50ish, when we got to market square most of the places to eat were too full to accommodate our 8419234819324 person group, except for Shangrila in which we whored two tables (of ten) I think......................
Since the food there is all like 9 billion dollars, we were all contemplating what to get (at our table at least). We changed our order [like 1293481 times to the point where the owner was like YOU CAN"T CHANGE AGAIN LORRRR!!!oneone!!!!eleven] but eventually ended up getting an '8 person set meal' or something like that. GG bad translation --> change to ab initio mandarin.
Stupid Mrs I'm-leaving-for-QUT richards. if that is her real name......... *suspecting look*
We were all full (of crap hohohohoho~ fck you) except for eric who ate everything we had left, as well as everything the next table had. We started eating at about 8:30 (maybe?) and ERIC finished eating at almost 11pm, which was too late to go to funhouse D: x200
BECAUSE I had work on saturday, everyone else caught the bus to ee's house where I'm informed they watched battle royale and slept on the floor, whilst I walked home which was UBER FUN at 11:40pm. Still, better than having to walk home from ee's at 6am in the morning thne walk to bus stop later. zZz Need my p's already. [Removed @ request of nobody o.Oa]
Oh yeah, and if you're thinking "what happened geoffrey you were supposed to go in chronological order weren't you? in this world, friday is before saturday blah blah blah blah" I refer to my FAVOURITE quote from my FAVOURITE extended essay supervisor.
"This is a one sided conversation" (refer to my earlier blog post(s) about this stupid contradiction). Also, fck you =)
Saturday was saturday (CUNNINGLY) and work was work, where the whole time I was pretty much thinking "i'll VALUE YOUR BEEF AND CHEESE BITCH". At one point I saw the entire cast of fraggle rock turn up outside maccas, but then they left =( [Yes, I know, that really was the story of my life] Better than my instep teacher who was like I HAVE A STORY TO TELL. 5 minutes later -- "and so yeah..."
me: "so it took you five minutes to tell us you saw a frog"
*MRS ROSSITER USES HYPER BEAM PEW PEW*
(RANDOM MUCH?)
obviously some of that is made up...... (maybe it took four minutes?)
ALSO, I hate people on msn who are like "brb" in their names for like 2394103 years. YOU'RE NOT "BRB" YOU DIRTY FCKING LIAR FACE CUNT WHORE BITCH SLUT. =]
(its ok alric, I don't hate you....that much....for now.... xP)
BACK to what was happening, after work I went to DDR and saw andrew who escaped from kara and sherry, which was random because sherry is sherry.
blah blah blah etc jan's house blah blah blah etc lunch at shangrila againblah blah blah syphillus blah blah hillary's mum blah blah.
I've been really slack when it comes to going to baddy, because now on Sundays I either go and do work at SLQ (WHERE I GET SO MUCH DONE <3<3<3), jokes =")
[Removed by myself to protect patient lawyer confidentiality xD]
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