Wednesday, December 31, 2008

2008 Wrap-up.

'Lo readers.

This is the big one.

Firstly, last few days have been kind of dull. I'm slowly getting through the homework (today I even rented and watched Strictly Ballroom), and I've had a package arrive with lots of models and a book inside. I dunno. Maybe it's the lack of seeing actual people. Denny's dropped in a few times (unnanounced), and I've texted Aiden about the cricket, and there's all the friendlies on msn. But no movie nights, nothing for NYE (which is why I'm here), not much at all. Ah well. I suppose it just kicks in for everyone.


This year, while mildly eventful, was pretty bland. I guess I could give all the cliches like developing as a young adult, blah blah blah, but I haven't really. I've retreated, if nothing else. Last year I was relatively idealistic.

Right. Music front. Dire year for Australia, I liked Tame Impala, but everything that came to the ARIA's attention was overrated. Bugger all that crap. The Playlist has expanded pretty well though, some different stuff in there. Thanks to George, Tom and Isaac mainly, but with stuff from Isobelle, Emma, iTunes... all over the place. I'm going deeper back too, a couple of demos and live tracks are in there, and the oldest ones date from the Fifties. I believe that a lot of newer music is pretty unoriginal, but it sells, so they'll keep making it. Which of course means that I'll just keep going back.

Movies. Same thing again, lots of mass produced stuff, but you can skip that. Worst film would have to be Meet the Spartans, best one would be either The Dark Knight or Pineapple Express or Iron Man. But then, I'm a teenage guy. Best film I saw this year would be Full Metal Jacket, or maybe Snatch. I can see more now, due to working how illegal downloads, and being 16. Yay.

Books. I liked 1984, and thanks to Beardman I read the Chanur series, which wasn't too bad. I've avoided the Twilight series, but I'll be reading it soon because I want $20. I also read Watchmen. Believe the hype if the movie does get released next year. Big if at the moment though, movie studios are stupid.

What else have we got. School. Meh marks, could have tried harder in some bits. I like psych, and because of this blogging thing, slightly higher marks in english. Maths I didn't have a chance in, I'm an average student who got put in the advanced class, plus I was distracted a bit. Science wasn't too bad, except for the physics, but that might have something to do with all the maths. Art was a good bludge, and an interesting view into a different world, which was loud and bitchy. I liked history, because most of it was interesting. PE was good except for the weights. Rave was bull, as usual. I think next year, as long as I get the homework done, most of it won't be too bad.

Socially, few new friends, and a few mild squabbles with existing ones. I went to parties, most were meh, little to no alcohol due to parents. Aren't I boring. Relationship-wise, once burned twice cautious, to my detriment. I should be getting out their, but I'm lazy. Oh yeah, and I'm doing the deb next year due to a calculating move from Lulu.

Sports. 3rd in the cross country, so I get a pretty ribbon and I had to do all the others, which I got tenth in both. And I still suck at soccer. Haven't found anything I'm really good at, just tried a lot of things I'm either meh at or just plain suck at. That's about it.

Music (again). Meh. I can play an instrument, but it's not what I want to play. Right now, the only reason I'm playing the bloody thing is because a) no-one else wants to, and b) they gave a shiny new one. Lame.

Erm. What else have we got.

Geekiness, so many nice things released from GW, and because I got a job, I can buy some. I haven't played enough games with the new rules to judge them, but the internet's reaction is good. Dunno about the new SM book, seems pretty crap. I like the greenskins, and I've invested in a 1500pt army worth. Video gaming, on the other hand, was a grate suksess. I can play hard on Guitar Hero, and (almost) hold my own against Tom in an FPS.

Family wise, Wise Beard Man is in fact not a man with a beard, he is a Beard with a man. Fraser is a skaterfag, and he's too into it to change all that. The girls are growing up and growing more annoying, but meh, I have my shed.

Everything else. The blog has done well, got the highs and lows, not that there were very many of them, and all the boring bits. I'm happy that people seem to enjoy it, dunno why they do. I got a job, which is hard work, and means I owe Sam a fair bit, but hell, the money's fantastic. The internet is a dark, scary, and wonderful place, please don't censor it Ruddkips. The Aussie cricket team is on it's way down, which is what happens, same as finance and global temperatures. Carlton did alright for itself, Chris Judd and all. The shed is great, thankee to everyone who helped. Scientology is a cult, and Anonymous isn't just moralfags, trust me. And self esteem is for girls.

Thankee all, if you sat through that. Might be I should do this again next year. I don't know whether to do a full year of blogging next year. Ah well.


Happy New Year, have a great 2009.

**250th BLOGGER POST!**

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Movie Edition.


This one is for me, I need them all in one spot for searching, and I don't trust word.

Alien Vs Predator 2 - ***
Having seen the first one, I hoped this one would be better. It was. Started slow, establishing characters we didn't really care about, then got straight into mindless violence. The predalien thing looked pretty cool, and the soldier chick with the daughter reminded me of Ripley. At the end, when the helicopter crashed, Sam and I thought the Cloverfield monster would look down at the people. It didn't. Ah well.

V for Vendetta, ****
A very good film, I voraciously recommend you view it. Can get a bit slow, but has a good message. Sam didn't get the symbolism at the end.

Meet the Spartans. *1/2
Mildly funny, not worth paying for. Wait for the DVD. 'nuff said.

Run Fatboy Run, ***1/2
Pretty good, slightly formulaic and predictable, Dylan Moran was awesome, and the fight scene was cool.

Jindabyne - **1/2

Too mature for most of us, very slow, deep story, and very padded, as it was based off a short story that went for 10 pages. Do not watch in a theatre full of bored and restless teenagers.

The Song Remains the Same. ****.
Basically a Led Zeppelin concert in New York, but with some trippy fantasy scenes and effects mixed in. Jimmy Page is amazing, and half an hour of Dazed and Confused is awesome. A must watch for Zoso Zealots, but you might like the music even if you aren't. Thanks George!

Children of Men, ***1/2
Slow at times, and it took a while for the plot to get going. Reminded me of V for Vendetta, and the ending is abrupt.

Fight Club, ****1/2
Takes a while for things to get going, then its an awesome film. Never saw *SPOILER* bit coming. Marla reminded me of Isobelle if we got her really drunk and gave her a proper fatalistic attitude. A good film, brutal violence is refreshing at times.

Iron Man, ****.
Excellent film, Tony Stark is awesome, and I want an Iron Man suit. More of a boys type film, though the girls found it alright. The whole, look a reactor in your heart thing is a bit off, but hey, this is a comicbook film. Special guest appearance by Samuel L Jackson made it even more awesome. Needed more building of suit, and less montage though.

Don't Mess With the Zohan - ***
Not too bad, lots of funny bits, but it definitely slowed down. There were jokes involving ...relations with grannies and Hezbollah. I felt ashamed at laughing at some bits, because no one else in the cinema understood.

Starship Troopers, ***1/2
Might be from all the 40k stuff, but I liked it. Needed more violence and less focus on silly characters who coincidentally manage to end up as awesome commanders and meet up.

Snatch - ****
Good, it reminded me of Fight Club and Ocean's 11. Might be because of Brad Pitt and the soundtrack.

Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels - ***1/2.
Good film, the last 20 minutes or so is awesome. However, half the actors are carbon copies of their characters in Snatch, though this film came first. Rather confusing. Though, I suppose if one was making a film about gangsters in London, you'd use these guys because they fit the job so well.

Shoot 'em up - **1/2.
Not bad, some good action sequences, but the plot was way too stupid. The main protagonist, while morally grey (good thing!), was a God Mode Stu. Ah well.

Kung Fu Panda - ****
Fun movie. Predictable plot, but then it is a kids movie. The 6 year olds sitting around us loved it. Excellent action sequences, and some clever cameos ("That was Jackie Chan?!? That was Seth Rogen?!?"). Good trailer for WALL-E, which I'm looking forward to, and the introduction of Madagascar 2. No way in hell, man.

The Dark Knight, ****1/2.
Excellent film, story was good, actors was good, hell, even the score was good. The Joker was awesome, the vehicles were awesome, the action was awesome, right down to the RPG's taking out cars and semitrailers flipping over. The Joker's pencil trick is awesome.

Shaun of the Dead, ***1/2
Funny film. It was predictable, but hell, it's got Dylan Moran in it. If you watch carefully you see heaps of people that appeared in Black Books too. If ever a zombie plague occurs, remember a cricket bat, which is the best zombie fighting weapon I've seen since that dude who attached a chainsaw to his arm...

Pulp Fiction (finally) - ****
Good. Lots of threads that eventually link up, and that damn case kept me guessing. I recommend it.

Pineapple Express - ****1/2
Very, very funny, and surprisingly violent, which made it better. Subplots went no where, and characters seemed immortal, but hell, it was a fun movie. I agree with Aint it Cool that eventually Apatow is going to run out of taboos, he's already done unplanned pregnancy, teenage drinking, virginity, and his next one is about pornography.

Hellboy - **1/2
Yeah, I watched it nearly a week ago. Visually, this movie is pretty good, but there are still seams between the practical and computer generated effects. The script can be very clunky at times, which I suppose is only a mild annoyance. I was more interested in all the non-fighting bits, I'm ashamed to admit. I mean, he likes cats! Come on! Also, the ending sucked. Dunno if I'll see the sequel.

Tropic Thunder - ****1/2.
Excellent movie. Maybe not as funny as Pineapple Express, but still very good. Robert Downey jr was almost believable as the dude trying to be a dude pretending to be another dude, though not really that believable as an Australian, especially towards the end. He does base it off Russel Crowe though. The rest of the cast, except Ben Stiller, was good too. Story was good, thing looked good, and the ending... Well, make sure you stick around for the credits.

Freedom Writers - *1/2.
Predictable story, new teacher goes into bad school with a failing class and makes them love him/her, get to greater success and have trouble with authority. This was set in a highschool, and it was sort of funny. LA, early 90s, lots of racial tensions and gang warfare. All the highschool kids were separated into gangs, which looked like the popularite/everyone else divide on our quadrangle. We lol'd. None of the major characters died, despite all the violence.

Mummy 3: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor - ***
They replaced Rachel Weisz. For shame. Instead, Sigourney Weaver/Alyssa Milano crossbreed. Anyway, Sigourney, a Dexter lookalike, hot Chinese chick and Brendan Fraser trek around China in a bloodless crusade to kill mummies. Lots of shooting, no blood, because this is rated M. Lots of attempts at humour, slow plot, pointless side bits, a Club Obiwan ripoff (archaeologists love Shanghai nightclubs), and stupid mummy powers. The Jet Li/Michelle Yeoh fight was crap.

Stepbrothers - ***1/2.
Very funny film, with a Seth Rogen cameo. Sometimes, it seemed very slow, and a lot of suspension of disbelief was required. Also, most of the time it was just us three laughing. Other than that, I want a treehouse like theirs.

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas - ****
Wow. Trippy as all hell. A prototype Cap'n Jack basically stumbles around Las Vegas for an hour and a bit. Dr Gonzo is cool, and there were a few cameos. Must find the book now.

Eagle Eye - ***1/2.
It tried. It really did. You could almost engage with the characters, some of the action-y bits weren't too bad. But the ending sucked, **spoiler he should have died /spoiler**. It also seemed sort of cobbled together. That design was from 2001: A Space Odyssey, that chase looked like The Bourne Identity, that idea was from Ghost in the Shell. The little trumpeter kid was butt ugly, poor kid. Also, while most of the plot worked, some of it made no sense, or was hinted at so the audience just didn't know why it was happening. Also plotholes galore.

Apocalypse Now Redux - *****
Very, very cool movie. Trippy as Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Some of it won't make sense. Some of it drags. Doesn't matter, still very good. The Air Cavalry bit is fantastic. I must see the ending.

Donnie Darko, ***
Is this it? was my first reaction when it ended. I was expecting the **spoiler** ending where someone wakes up from a dream thing **/spoiler**. Most of it made sense, though bits were stupid. Dunno why a power ranger was the monster. Bits seemed to be pinched from other movies, and other things have been influenced by it, the bike riding is from ET and the jet engine was like something out of Lost. I will admit I was bored at the start, the main protagonist seemed like a dick, and once you know that the main character is **spoiler** a paranoid schizophrenic on placebos **/spoiler**, it's kind of tame. Maybe I went in with expectation that were too high, I dunno. Funny seeing Drew Barrymore and Seth Rogen though. And yes, bits were very quotable. Still, pretty meh story, overhyped, and bits dragged.

Burn After Reading, ****1/2
My gods. This was actually funny. Very funny. It's basically a bunch of very stupid people doing stupid things and dying. Fantastic film. Slightly slow at the start, and felt a little rushed at the end, but meh. Highly recommended.

Serenity, ***1/2
Entertaining. Bits were wearing, but bits were pretty damn good. I think I should watch Firefly.

Quantum of Solace, ***1/2
Wow. First Bond film in the cinema. What an achievement. This one wasn't too bad, but it wasn't as good as some of the Connery ones, or Casino Royale. Some of the action sequences were pretty good, though the whole espionage thing was lost on some people. Bloody Meg kept trying to use our seats as footrests, and there were girls rushing to the toilets to text people.

2001: A Space Odyssey. ***1/2
It's good, but it's slow. Very slow. And random. Very trippy (and slow) at the end. Star Child for the win!

Full Metal Jacket, *****
Oh, I liked this one. Right up to the end, which happened to be Paint It Black. I think I'll have to buy this one, very, very cool movie.

Black Hawk Down, ****
Very action packed, mildly repetitive, and confusing, but I think that might almost be the aim of it. Some of it is cliche, but again, it's basically trying to be. There was one subplot they didn't follow until the text before the credits. Even so, AirCav for the win!

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Bah Humbug.

'Lo readers.

Bloody hell.

Christmas morning was hectic. Up too damn early, then because I was in the shower no one could open their presents (hurr). The girls went nuts, as usual. Not sure if the Strawberry Shortcake dvd will go down well, but it'll go down better than BMX Bandits.

Then the drive, which was really quiet until just out of Traralgon. Wasn't too bad though. We didn't get lost, and I got to drive on Eastlink again.

The rellies were all fine, the food was good, and Kirsty and Simon bought the kids a Wii. Katie and I discussed Pearl Jam, and Mitchell broke my (admittedly cheap) new cricket bat.

Beardman and Simon stayed up til 11ish that night playing golf and bowling on the Wii. Hell.

Next day, blearily driven for coffee at the Hilton, which was pretty cool. Lots of high class people watching the slow crawl of members walk to the MCG. I didn't have my membership card, so $10 to get a pass. Bah. Next time I'll remember it. Since we were very early, we got good seats just above the tv cameras, so pretty damn good view of everything. I went for a walk, Myers was still bursting, there was a line for a jeweler's shop that went around the corner, and I found the definitive boxed edition of Watchmen in Minotaur for $115. Bloody hell.

Decided to train hop around, found my way back to the ground in time for the opening ball, and met Simon's geologist friend. He was alright. The game itself was very cool, Ponting got his century, though Hussey and Symonds were wasted. I'd be surprised if Hayden will be playing in the next Boxing Day test. I went back down the street before lunch in search of food ($5 for a pie, bugger off), and talked to Aiden about the game, as he was watching it at home. Talked to some of the station dudes at Jolimont, who were pretty cool. They weren't surprised about Hayden either.

Back in past the half drunk masses, watched Clarke slowly and cautiously make his way to 30 off nearly a hundred deliveries, then we left. Dinner at the park with a badarse flying fox that Simon and I abused, and Josh, Beardman and I made fun off Fraser at cricket.

Today, got up a bit late, had some of Kirsty's Kenyan Mocha thingy, which was a bit different. We had a look at Bernard and Katherine's, no one home, so we braved Springvale and Whitehorse roads to Mt Dandenong, where we had a look at the visitor centre. Someone buggered up the binocular thing, so I got a free look.

Then getting half lost looking for Bob's, and going to Gembrook for lunch. We saw Puffing Billy come in, smaller than I thought, and twice as expensive. We survived the road to Pakenham, then I managed to get all the way home. We actually stopped at Aldi in Sale this time.

Just now I've been watching the Pearl Jam dvd I got, pretty cool. McCready seems pretty out of it, but they included the Do the Evolution video. Woot! Led Zeppelin dvd was extremely cool too, Moby Dick and Achilles Last Stand for the win. Unfortunately, I saw these performances of RearViewMirror and Kashmir on the Youtubery a while ago, and Kashmir on Rage at 1am once. Still good to have them loud and big.

Tomorrow, might be working, though I hope not. If not, I want to stay home and listen to music, but Wise Beard Man wants to go to Paynesville, I think. Ah well.



Wednesday, December 24, 2008

The deep breath before the plunge.

'Lo all.

Not much to report at the moment, however we're going away to Doncaster for a few days, and I'll post a christmas edition then.


My christmas shopping was brief, Sam, Jake and I wandered around. They were getting presents (and costumes) for Molly's Hawaii theme party. Hope she likes ukeleles. I ended up getting Ten, Vs., and Yield. Yield because Do the Evolution is one of my favourite songs, and I've heard mixed reviews, and I can't get it off the internet due to terrible luck. Also got Pearl Jam Touring Band 2000 dvd ($10!), and the Led Zeppelin dvd (self titled, aren't they clever). Got the Bourne trilogy for Wise Beard Man ("Porn trilogy?" "NO! 'BOURNE' TRILOGY!"), and a gem called BMX Bandits for Fraser. It stars Nicole Kidman and is from the 80s. He'll love it.

We visited Diana's, exchanged gifts, and then everyone got wasted. Afterwards Beardman showed me his Bachman Turner Overdrive records til 3am, but I'm not complaining. Deja vu though, he put on The Smiths, which I was listening to at Tom's. Weird.

I've been lazy with the whole reading thing, slowly chipping away at the Satanic Verses. I'll have to break in at school to dig the Great Gatsby out of my locker, as well as braving the library to get Twilight. However, in my defence, mindlessly wasting time browsing myspace (good gods, what's happening to me) and Zero Punctuation takes more time than you think.

I believe I'll start a plog for my greenskins on Warseer once they all arrive, as I'm getting quite a bit. BW, big box, plus some Big 'uns, as well as some random SL models. Should be fun, it's 28 models plus two vehicles. Keep me going for a while.

Tomorrow, christmas. We open the presents, we jump in the car, if all goes to plan we're out of here by nine. Need to get me a good night's sleep, which will be interesting considering that right now it's fall asleep at 1ish and wake up no earlier than 11. Hurr.


Merry Christmas.

Sunday, December 21, 2008

No work today.

'Lo readers.

Ah. Interesting day.

Got up, rode down to the Bis, 5 chefs in the kitchen, which is odd. Terina and Marita were also hanging around, which was also odd. Walk in, Sammy says there's another dishie on his way. Hmm. After an hour or so of burning through the dishes, Sammy said I could have the day off. Poor other dishie. I suppose he didn't have that many when I left.

On my way home, checked the bank. I've got enough for what I'm planning to get, but then I'll be starting from scratch due to the lack of shifts. Then visited the music shop. Old dude behind the counter was surprisingly cool, he went out of his way to help me look for the Led Zeppelin dvd which was apparently in stock. We couldn't find it, so he ordered it in for me, should be in before christmas. Woot. Also had a look at the cds, he's got a buttload of Pearl Jam, including Ten and Vs. in a double thing for $15. Definitely picking that up before someone else does, then might get Vitalogy and Yield, and the Pearl Jam dvd which was only $10. Saves download, and it's cheap.

Then burned time reading a big newspaper thing about bands, they had an article on Tame Impala (keeping my eye on these guys), and stuff on the Falls Festival and two amusing articles on Twilight. One was an interview from one of the bad guys and was full of praise for the movie, and right next to it was a review that rubbed dirt in it's eyes. Mormon housewife and chastity parallels indeed.

Wise Beard Man decided to go to Marlay Point in the afternoon when it stopped being hot (?), which wasn't too bad. Fraser got the kayak so I went in our little wooden boat. An oar thing snapped off, bastard. I graffitied the walls a bit, adding bits. Mel C now loves Tim's mum.

Back home, checked the news, FINALLY caught the Kashmir part on Ocean's 12 (Gorram, he's so awkward), and discovered that Emma has an awesome taste in music. I think George should talk to her.

Tomorrow, if the weather's good I might pick up some stuff, if it's not, Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends.



Saturday, December 20, 2008

The triumphant return.

'Lo all. Long time no see.

Well, figured I'd post a recap. And I'm bored.

Past week I've been to two separate christmas carol concert things, and both were pretty crap. One was with the school, I finished the Zeppelin book too early. Second was with the band, which was very, very dull.

Other than that, working my way through some more greenskins, watched a fair bit of the cricket, went to Lakes Entrance for a couple of days and played a lot of shooting games with Tom, since he was ashamed of his performance at Guitar Hero.

Myspace is starting to scare me, people dug out pictures of me, and I clicked something and now they're on my thing and I don't know how to get rid of them. I've tried clicking delete but the thing froze up. Might be because they aren't my pictures, they're pictures with me in them. Hmm. Also found a few more friends, not sure how.

We have a real christmas tree this year, which is a strange and smelly experience, after so many years of having the ancient plastic one. We've got christmas shopping to do yet, which is going to be a blast, as always. I'm going to give Beardman some money to buy me some presents off the internet (Steel Legion blisters can't be bought in shops and the Led Zeppelin DVD [Creative title, as always] can't be found in Australia). Bah humbug.

Tomorrow, work, and I'm glad I have some V. I need to talk to Antti about getting some lazy dayshifts after christmas. Also need to work on finding and watching Strictly Ballroom, reading The Satanic Verses and The Great Gatsby, watching 2 and a half seasons of Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends then finding Isobelle to give them back to her, playing through GTA, God of War and Killzone, finishing painting this stuff in preparation for the buttload of new stuff coming in after christmas, finishing the buttload of psych and lit homework I have to do, managing not to collapse from exhaustion at work, plus keep up with all the damn kids. Woo.

Again, I probably won't post again for a while, unless we get something cool like a messiah or combined Pearl Jam/Led Zeppelin world tour, or even more Watchmen footage. All three are unlikely, I think.



Sunday, December 14, 2008

And so it begins.

'Lo readers.

Not much to report today.

I watched an entire season (I think) of Daria today. I counted 5 songs that I knew in it. Ah, the days when MTV was cool...

Also, Wise Beard Man and the clan arrived back home. So much shouting. The cat had sneakily shat in 2 different rooms, so they were all whinging because I hadn't noticed. The peace and quiet was nice though, I'm going to miss it in the coming weeks.

Tomorrow, might pop down to the phoenix centre, see if Ken's open. I need to read 4 books, watch a movie and 3 seasons of a cartoon, and beat 3 games, plus there's all the damned social obligations and work and homework. At least I won't be bored.

Probably won't post for a while after this, unless something cool happens tomorrow.


Saturday, December 13, 2008

Amaya's party.

'Lo all.

Hell. This whole, "Let's only post exciting things" is off to a good start.

Anyway. Got up, showered (so much blue dye), then went down the street. Got a kilo and a half of chocolate for Amaya, then picked up an iTunes card (xmas list: 1 more down, 4 to go). Buggerised around at home cleaning up the iTunes library, picking up better versions of a few songs, and chatting to Lulu and Isobelle. Need to watch Foster's and Daria soon.

Went down to Emily's next, started out sitting in her living room discussing the high school musical (Oliver has many lines but few songs, Sam has few lines but many songs), then everyone started arriving. We wasted time outside, then we got told Amaya was on her way. We grabbed party poppers and hid under couches. She walked in, we shouted, and she went red and screamed.

Most of us blokes were pretty hungry by then, so we devoured all the food. Jumped in the pool a bit, pretty cold. I should have brought the waterguns. Plenty of buggerising around. Highlights of the next few hours included stealing the iPod speakers and blaring Dazed and Confused and Kashmir, unwrapping presents (so much chocolate and jewelry...), Tori getting thrown into the pool fully clothed, which distracted Isaac and Jake for the rest of the afternoon, eating lots of these great chicken wing things, and admiring Emily's huge house. We did think it was kind of odd that her parents, instead of giving us soft drink, they gave us cordial and soda water. A few dubious looks. Sam eventually used it to fuel Isaac's Super Soaker. There was also a cake fight, Julian's lovingly crafted pavlova flying everywhere once there was only one piece left. Oliver, Denny and Sam used swords and pump action waterguns to amusing and obscene effect.

Things started winding down once the girls captured Emily's showers, then started leaving. We ended up looking at Amaya's pictures of her friends in France throwing her a going away party, then we watched the Mighty Boosh. Made no sense, still pretty funny.

Denny and I discussed W:AR on the way to Ryan's, Denny is enjoying a Blorc at the moment. Poor bastards, the servers need filling. Maybe I should get it. Then riding home through a fierce headwind, which was pretty cool past the lake.

Back home, started trawling through Isaac's music library. Some good stuff, like The House of the Rising Sun and some Prodigy stuff. Also hunted for clips of Jimmy Page in Dazed and Confused. I think, George, I might get The Song Remains the Same too.

Tomorrow, clean up a bit, Wise Beard Man is coming back.


Anyway, the end.

Friday, December 12, 2008

The Waterfight.

'Lo everyone.

Such an eclectic day.

Woke up, no one home, had a coffee and packed my bag.

I wasted an hour or so down at the park amusing toddlers, testing waterbombs and searching for taps, then Aiden arrived. We filled up more waterbombs, then I sprinted to Diana's to borrow PD's slingshots.

Then the other started arriving. Denny and Ryan rocked up with goggles and suspenders respectively, and they loved the slingshot. We managed to get a dye-filled waterbomb right into the pool, but it didn't stain it.

Then Dayne arrived, and they all started arriving. The rest is a blur, really. By the end of it, Aiden, Ryan, Denny, Hayden, Sam, Isaac, Erin, Pat, Sally, Annie, Jess and her sister and cousin, and I, spraying coloured water at each other. Most of us had pretty groovy tshirts by the end of it.

We decided to go to Hayden's after a class of primary school kids arrived. We shot lemons over the fence with the slingshots, which had a huge range. This was going to bite us in the arse. While firing lemons towards Longford, two seperate cars arrived and they berated us for being irresponsible and stupid. Well, yeah, and we're sorry, but I suppose you never did anything fun in your youth then? Hayden called himself Jackson from Sale College, I doubt his parent will be amused. This spooked half of them, the girls nicked off to Sally's, and the blokes decided to go to Subway, since we were hungry.

After dropping the slingshots off (PD though the lemons thing was hilarious), met the others and bought food. Then we wasted time walking around, (Hayden spotted something lewd in the newsagent's recycling and dug it out, of course), eventually ending up sipping expensive cokes at the Redd Catt and discussing the waterfight. Dayne's vomiting green cannon was definitely a highlight, we decided.

Back home, I was tired, though so were the rest. Wise Beard Man said his goodbye's, and left. Hope he enjoys his fishing, it'll be pouring and windy all weekend, apparently.

Tomorrow, might go to Emily's for Amaya's party. I dunno. If I'm up by 12, I'll go.

And more opinions on whether I should do any more posts over the holidays. Right now I reckon I'll only do the exciting ones, which will be rare.



Thursday, December 11, 2008

Last day of school.

'Lo readers.

It's finally over.

Got up, fell asleep on the couch. Great way to start the day, just pass out for 20 minutes on your way to the kettle.

By the time I get to school, everyone's screaming. Bah. Festive pricks.

Chapel was boring, just nativity stuff we all know about. We aren't seven bloody years old, getting our first taste of religion forced on us.

Then Aiden and I went to band, met Dayne, wasted 20 minutes or so waiting for a conductor. The rehearsal itself wasn't anything to write home about, though Mr C said we had to play at assembly. Bugger, more work for today.

Biology, I got the notes down and discussed classes with Gavin and Zulaika. Gavin says he's in for tomorrow, we'll have to surprise him.

Recess. More running around screaming.

Then double maths, last class of the year. Hell. Alison and Tom squabbled, as usual, over stationery. Then we had an open book test, which was easy except for one question. I sketched out Zeppelin again, teachers seem to like it.

Lunch. I handed out the Pixie Stix, which vanished pretty quickly. The bubblegum ones confounded them, five minutes after handing them out people came back asking how to open them. Homeroom party was pretty good, we traded KK presents. I got a buttload of Batman Pez stuff from Annie. Mrs Ripon had pizza and donuts, and was willing to take some of the more mature girls (and Meg) to McDonalds. Spicy pizza for the win!

Wolfed down my chicken burger and ran to assembly, suited up and sat down. No notes that were in the wrong place, woo.

Then more homeroom, which was reports and Claresco yearbook. Mine wasn't too bad, I'm happy to say, and most of the comments were cutpaste jobs from other reports. Teacher's must be really short on time, I got basically the same maths thing as Isobelle. Claresco wasn't too bad, I was only in three photos. Lulu wasn't, and one of them was of her straining to kill Toni-lee in a sprint. Same with Annie, she was in a buttload of candid cheering photos from the swimming.

Walked home, went back down the street, bought The Dark Knight (Xmas list; 2 down, 5 to go) and some food dye for tomorrow. Back home, tested it. This new red is slightly stronger, made the walls look like blood. Fraser's little friends buggerised around with them too.

Then prizegiving. Didn't stuff up the music, didn't stuff up on stage, except for a retard collar on my shirt. The jazz band sounded alright, but the speeches dragged on. Binks came second over all, which isn't too bad. Afterwards, Hayden, Sam and Isaac were showing off their buttload of waterguns and foam swords for tomorrow.

Which reminds me, tomorrow, bugger Twilight, huge waterfight in the Fauna park until it starts pouring rain. White shirts (hurr) and food dye, should be fun and messy. Then maybe Rosedale carols, I dunno.

Finally. This blog has basically been going all year. After tomorrow, it's all boring holiday posts for 7 weeks. What should I do? Do you, the readers, want the boring holiday posts? Do you want the exciting holiday posts, which will mean posting is erratic? Or would you rather that the blogging thing goes on hiatus til February? More to the point, do you even want this continue next year? Right now there's almost a full year's worth of content to trawl through. Please, comment below, I dunno what to do. It's up to you lot.



Wednesday, December 10, 2008

But it's chainsaw... on a stick!

'Lo readers.

For some strange reason, it was cold today. And I left my bloody jumper at school. Go me.

Ryan dropped in, just as I discovered that playing chords on the cheat menu let you sound cool.

Get to school, Meg takes my KK thing off me, writes a name on it, and lugs it up to the homeroom. Zuh?

Bloody biology first up, which was going over the notes we took yesterday. Pretty dull, but neccessary, I suppose. Mrs Moy asked about 3/4 psych, I said it wasn't too bad so far.

Then media, we presented our posters. Erin's one on hippies was infuriating, pictures of magazine models wearing headbands and makeup does not mean hippies. Hippies means cheap weed, nakedness, excellent music, and left wing beliefs on Vietnam. Not bloody makeup. Mine was blissfully short, didn't want to say much.

Recess. Meh.

Next was maths, Alison kept trying to steal stuff, so I stole stuff in return. Ended up dumping her stuff on the floor, so she got me in a headlock, so I drew on her. All's fair in love, war, and chucking stationery around.

Then prizegiving rehearsal, I sat in the band section and chatted to Annie about movies and Emily about Amaya's party, which sounds like a girly party, to be honest.

Lunch. I intended to read my book, but then we got the gym. Bloody year 12s arrived, so wed oto make it halfcourt. It was agreed that this wasn;t cool so we went to the basketball court, pretty meh game that turned into four a side halfcourt there anyway.

Bloody indoor soccer was actually pretty good, though annoying. I got on the good team with Hayden, Aiden, Pat, Jake, Brad, and Isaac, and of course we kicked arse. Not that we did much, Aiden saved goals, Pat and Jake passed to Hayden, Hayden scored the goals.

Back home, Guitar Hero'd, did a bit more experimentation with the food dye (yellow dye looks like urine but is pretty weak), chatted to PD and Diana, then browsed the news. Isaac and I traded music (Tame Impala's music video for Half Full Glass of Wine is both trippy and ridiculously awesome), and Lulu was annoyed. Damn teenagers, why do we have to all be stupid. Also, PD lent us a friend's friend's chainsaw on a stick, which I thought was vey cool. 'Uge choppaz, ladz, 'ere we go, 'ere we go! I have got to get me one of these, relevance be damned!

Tomorrow, last day of term. Basically, chapel, band, homeroom, something, double maths, McDonalds, assembly, homeroom, home, prizegiving. Sounds almost like fun. Pixie Stix for all!



Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Just like old times.

'Lo all.

I don't believe this crap. Why must it start raining this week?

I've started GTA again, and it's appeal is slightly lessened due to the feeling that I've done all this before. Oh well, at least I've still got the tag maps.

School. They were all screaming, as usual. Tom was impressed by the Zep book.

First up was double psych. Damn year 12s not liking me. We did one activity about brain hemispheres (fun question. If a type of waterlily doubles it's size every day, and it covers it's pond by day 60, when does it only cover half the pond?), which was an IQ test then drawing from a squiggle. I drew a scary clown. Finally, something about random sampling involving Skittles.

Recess, I read my book, including a passage where Bonzo, Page, and the tour manager take a groupie to a hotel and do unspeakable things with fish and mud sharks. We lol'd. 60s for the win!

I didn't know what I had next, but Lulu was missing the old year 12s. Turns out it was media, dammit. I finished off my poster and laughed at Heath Ledger with Oliver. Bloody Dark Knight dvd is going to be expensive, but I'm still getting it.

Then history, pretty meh. I still don't have the textbooks, so I read off James's new, retard edition.

Lunch. I read more of my book (every song was a ripoff, that's how the blues works), then Meg and Jess decided to go see the tribe in the gym. They were playing halfcourt indoor soccer, like back in the halcyon days. This is how Gork came about, kiddies. I decided to bugger it and join in, wasn't too bad. Everyone was sliding around due to lack of friction between sock and dust.

Literature. We visited the library, Mrs Cartledge ok'd The Satanic Verses. I picked up the Blood Angels omnibus, and made a deal with Oliver. I'd read Twilight (*spit*), and he'd give me $20 after the holidays. I made him sign it in paper.

Then biology, Sally was not amused by our contract, as she believed that I'd ruin Twilight (*spit*) for her (And if half the things I've heard are true, I will go out of my way to make sure of it), so she ripped up the contract, but gave it back. Silly. Apart from that, taking lots of notes while the rest of the class finished a test.

Homeroom. Mrs Ripon and Meg said we were going to McDonalds at lunchtime on Thursday. Cool. Sally attacked me with glue because she stole my pencil case, which Agnik found hilarious. Steal his bloody pencil case, see how he likes it, rar rar rar.

I rode down to the gate with Lulu, who said that something was going to happen (Second bloody person in a month, hell), then sprinted off and met Aiden, Dayne and Brad. We went to Aiden's mum's work, picked up super soakers ("$28?!?" "Do it man!"), saw Bernice and OtherAiden in Coles while we hunted for food dye, and picked up a KK present. Productive afternoon.

Back home, checked the news, talked to George, found a site where car enthusiasts discovered 4chan (damn newfags), and tested out the food dye. Ten drops in two litres will stain clothing, so I suppose 5 drops to the litre should do. Alison said she was going to Morwell on Friday to watch the Twilight (*spit*) movie, but Isaac and I turned her down because of prior engagements. I think we'd ruin it for them anyway. I know I would.

Tomorrow, indoor soccer. Woo. Not particularly fussed, I just want to get it over and done with quickly. Might see if my greenskins have come in too.



Monday, December 8, 2008

Marching in the dark is always interesting.

'Lo everyone.

One of the worst parts of the week is Monday. Let's make things worse by making you wake up with a cold, forget a sheet of homework, and waste time at band instead of doing more homework. Ah well.

Bloody screaming first up, then maths. Because of these bloody calculators, Tom and I don't have much to do, apart from work out how to write naughty words using the alphabet thingy.

Then biology, a brief test on microscopes that was pretty easy despite a lack of studying, then taking notes on lipids. In one ear out the other, because we won't be doing any more on it for 7 weeks.

Recess. I miss my book. The foam swords were being swung around, most looked like they were hanging by a thread.

History. Hindenburg had a moustache, and the other bloke had a monocle in the little photo they had. Pat had to draw a mechanical version of the other dude.

Then media, Oliver and I argued over Guitar Hero ("There's no good songs on these, apart from Disturbed!" "That's cos you only like metal crap! Look, there's Sabbath, and The Who!" "It's cause I'm Jewish, isn't it?!?"). I printed out more dead people and stuck them to a poster with Jake Gyllenhall and Charlie Sheen in full combat fatigues.

Lunch. I really missed my book. Bugger this whole running around thing, I didn't get enough sleep last night. Georgia was home from Moonland, and had Totoro plushies that Kelly leapt on. The swords finally disintergrated, ending up everywhere from Meg's underwear to Isaac's waistband (he wandered around stroking it, disturbing and a half).

Then lit, more taking notes on the movie. Getting sick of it. I need to watch the whole thing before I make a proper assessment though.

Finally psych, we had to split into groups and do a brain association activity. I'm going to hate group work, most of the year 12s don't trust me yet. Darby's alright, and the kids from last year's class. We'll see how it goes.

Band was pretty boring. Michael showed up again, was not amused by the three basic tunes we'll be doing Thursday night.

Back home, Diana and PD rocked up, checked the news, then off to presentation night. Pretty slow, but Hugh wanted us to sightread in front of the five people in the audience who weren't bad members. Bloody stopping and starting, ruined the effect. Ben enjoys the year nine so far, good for him.

Tomorrow, double psych. Bah. I'm bringing my new book to school so I've got something to do at lunchtime.


Anyway, the end.

Sunday, December 7, 2008

Shouldn't have done that.

'Lo everyone.

Hindsight is a wonderful thing. So is the internet, coffee, and your mother.

Anyway. Walked to work today, got stuck in after a pair of chaotic bin runs. Why don't they take the rubbish out in the afternoon? Hell.

Today was hard. Ah well. They fed me, which was good. By about three thirty, I reckoned the dishes were slowing down, so I took a break. Read the paper, enjoyed a coffee, then went back. Of course, the piles of dishes had doubled, so there was a bench, three sinks, and the floor to finish, all covered in dishs. Finally finished the last rack of cutlery about 5:45, then swept, took out the rubbish, and mopped. I worked out the fancy iPod system, so I rocked out to Pink Floyd, which made it a bit easier. Scotty and Danny were whinging to a bemused Sammy about their ex-girlfriends, all three warned me about women. Funny, seeing as all three had hangovers from partying hard at the Kasbah the night before.

Got a lift home in Danielle's fancy new car, then chilled. Part two of the ID documentary was on, which ripped creationism a new arsehole. Man, the Discovery Institute is awesome *cough*. They made their own bull*cough* museum, and a Scientology-esque plan to take over the world. Fascinating stuff. I liked the whole CDesign Proponentists thing.

Tomorrow, school. Bugger. And they'll all be hyperexcited and loud too.



Saturday, December 6, 2008

Rock Gods.

'Lo all.

Interesting day.

Woke up, went down the street, puzzle over a flying slingshot monkey, saw Lulu ("Where the hell is Jenny, I've been sitting here for ten minutes and creepy old men are staring at me!"), had a brainwave, bought supplies, and went home.

Aiden rocked up about 12:30, we spent almost an hour trying to get the guitars working properly. Once we got it though, we blazed through the campaign, he on expert, and me on medium. Sue me, I'm not that great at it. Sam and Pat dropped in without warning, they told us about their adventures with Hayden in Longford ("I had the stanley knife, he had a hammer, we couldn't sleep. Scariest moment of my life!"), then they all went home. Aiden and I still had one song to unlock, but meh, he says it's not that great. I beat Pat on Paint it Black. It was hella fun.

After they left, read The Wasp Factory in my tree, then it started raining. I withdrew into the shed and immersed myself in the big Led Zeppelin biography. It's very well written, and their manager seems so stereotypical. Must have started it, I suppose.

After tea, started watching my latest dvd.

Movie review! - Black Hawk Down, ****
Very action packed, mildly repetitive, and confusing, but I think that might almost be the aim of it. Some of it is cliche, but again, it's basically trying to be. There was one subplot they didn't follow until the text before the credits. Even so, AirCav for the win!

Tomorrow, work all day. Yay?



Friday, December 5, 2008


'Lo readers.

It's been a while since it's been pretty hot. Cool change came through in the afternoon, and it rained over night, but it was still sticky hot at lunchtime.

My bloody Guitar Hero save file corrupted again, not sure how, so I started single player again. More on this later.

I rocked up at school with a few funny looks. Might have had something to do with the foam cutlass I was swinging around. The rest of them rocked up, we partied hard. Everyone was impressed. Tom vs Lulu was pretty funny.

First up was history, which was pretty slow. Treaty of Versailles is very important, it pissed off the Germans.

Then psych, wasted time looking for diagrams of PET scanners, then hunted for xkcd comics.

The fun really began at recess, we grabbed swords and hats and ran out passed the playground. Mr Clemens wandered up, told us to mind the language, and said it was cool. I think he was amused by it. We were just thrashing each other as hard as we could.

Double biology. More whinging over microscopes, then some revision for a test next week. Sally and I suck at cheek cells, though Lulu had too many. Pat managed to smash the lens through his slide, despite Lulu's warning.

Lunch. The swords died pretty quickly, specially when Millsy challenged us all. We decided to play soccer, wasn't too bad.

Lit. It dragged on and on, and this movie sucks.

Finally maths, it was a calculator lesson, and since Tom was away rowing in Canberra, Mr Brennan left Emma and I til last. Discussed the deb with Caz, Belle, and Alison. Poor Jake and Georgia. Well, more poor Georgia, because Japan hasn't invented longrange castration machines yet.

After school, went home, Fraser's little fat friend rang up 3 times in five minutes. Then down the street to waste half an hour in Centrelink ("Are you doing year 11 next year?" yes "Do you have a job?" yes "Here, have this form. Come back every Monday" [can't do that, I suppose I'll have to ring them or something]), then bought headphones for the computer, glue, and When Giants Walked the Earth, a 400ish page biography of Led Zeppelin. Woo.

Back home again, fueled by coke and doritos (as usual), played through the final 6 sets in Guitar Hero. 100% on One by Metallica on easy. Go me. I might be wearing out the poor green button though, I just hope it lasts one more day.

Tomorrow, Aiden's coming around so we can play multiplayer, and I need to buy a KK present. Not sure what to get, ah well.


Anyway, the end.

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Foam Swords.

'Lo everyone.

Still not used to this font change. Ah well.

Today was so slow. I don't know why.

I started the hard career mode, and I suck at it. Need some practice. Ah well.

First up at school was chapel, uneventful except for a speaker SNAFU. Everyone laughed, especially when (the damned no-armour) chaplain said god was with us.

Extended homeroom. Didn't do much. Agnik had checked the prizes page. Hell. Mrs Tyndall's homeroom next door were playing cards, teacher commented they can get very anti-social. Poor bastards.

Media. I started cutting out my pictures of dead people. I need more dead Vietnamese, their pile is pretty small compared to the Iraqis. Hurr.

Then recess. I relented and checked the prize lists, turns out I get a merit certificate for psychology. Certificates suck, you don't get a book, just a scrap of paper. Some of the others got books, Isaac was puzzling over the Kurt Cobain journals.

Late by two minutes to maths, so Tom and I were shouted at. Alison and I got bored, because it's pretty simple stuff (so far, since we haven't looked at standard deviation), just tedious.

Then psych in the library, I finished my slideshow and played tower defence.

Lunch. They all ran around in circles, then Gavin accidently hit a group of year 10 (gorram, they were year nines last week...) girls with an apple.

Double literature. Oh boy. Mrs Cartledge was in a good mood, didn't mind people going off on a tangent too much. Oliver has converted to an obscure form of Judaism, he is now a Nazirite (think Nazareth, not fascists, that would just be too deliciously ironic), on account of the fact that they aren't allowed to cut their hair. He might have skipped the no alcohol and circumcision bits though. This Strictly Ballroom movie is so damn dull, I'm going to need to borrow it off Ryan or something before it gets too late.

After school, went down the street with Sam, Hayden, Ryan, Emily, Amaya, Jake and Jasper. We had to have shopping trolley races (Amaya seemed terrified, and with good reason), then visited the bike shop, the guitar shop, got buttloads of chips and coke, buggerised around in the centre, outran Mrs Heilbuth in Target, then grabbed foam swords for $3, ran to the carpark and whaled on each other til 5:30. Fun as hell.

Back home, Diana had food for us, though once they left I was bored. Ah well.

Tomorrow, double biology, I believe there is some sort of test on microscopes. Bugger. Then the weekend, so it's not all bad.

Finally, Tame Impala has the free single of the week on iTunes. Very psychedelic for a Perth based band, sounds almost like Cream. Get it now, while it's free!



Wednesday, December 3, 2008


'Lo all.

Very strange weather today, though it got better. It was raining at recess, but was relatively sunny but windy after school. Ah well.

And before I get any further, if you're reading the (original and the best) livespace version, I'm very freaked out. The thing looks like facebook now, which probably won't be a good thing in the long run. And they changed the fonts. For shame.

I have finished every single song in medium career mode now. Woo. Still not enough moneys to buy everything though, ah well.

History first up, going through questions. Luckilty, Goody unintentionally edited the worksheet on the intranet and had half the answers. Joy.

Lit. Boring. We watched the same bits of the movie again, and took lots of notes. I don't write formally enough, apparently. 'Warped' is a no no.

Recess was pretty slow. As usual.

Psych. Another quick powerpoint reviewing one aspect of something, this time brain research techniques. They seem to love these in science, we had one for space, one for genetics, and there was one in psych. All the same questions.

Then media, more working stuff out. I need to print these dead people on colour paper though, then I'll get going.

Lunch. I sat, and the bottle brandy raged around me. Sam has got the lead role in next year's high school musical, I hope it doesn't inflate his head. Meg has a cool lighter.

Then indoor soccer, teacher put us in house teams, so Binks got Aiden and Pat, but the filthy yellows had Hayden and Pete. We didn't do too badly, Aiden kicked arse and Rob the Noob was surprisingly good.

After school, followed Jess, Meg and Sally to the bank, went all the way back Mark Ave way, chatted to Ken (poor bastard's going into hospital for his cancer treatment again). The stuff I want isn't in, but he did say mail order can be cheap if you buy bulk.

Back home, finished homework, talked to people, cleaned up the shed a bit. Meh. Tame Impala isn't too bad, I must say.

Tomorrow, double something. Meh. This whole not worrying about stuff is working, though it's timewasting.



Tuesday, December 2, 2008

"Quick, find the fat ranga!"

'Lo everyone.

Over year 11. Until it boots up again next year.

Finished the career mode on medium this morning, Ryan had a go at Through the Fire and the Flames over the credits.

Bloody little kids all over the place once I got to school. One had a lime green Torino, not bad.

First up was extended homeroom; no assembly due to little kids. We had to fill out a careers form (Name three possible careers you are interested in - Journalism, Psychology, Air Cavalry), then we started Kris Kringle. Not sure if my person is a reader or not, either way I still don't know what to get them.

Double history with Mr Stone, Tom Cousins rescued us and we had to go grab instruments. We wasted 20 minutes in the chapel waiting for the outdoor ed presentation to finish, then we rustily played a crappy march. Pretty sure a certain tromboner didn't see the key sig, ah well. Back in history, got the work off Sam, then watched as people were asked if they were doing the deb or not. Turns out it's not really a debutante ball, merely a formal ball. Meh. Some of the girls were pissed. More on this later.

Recess. Meh. Just standing around, not doing much.

Double media, we talked about representations, then got on the computers and looked for them. I decided to make a poster about representations of civilian casualties in the media, so lots of dead people from Iraq and Vietnam. Few children too, which is of course morally despicable, but I think we're desensitized enough to look, and save, with intent to use again. This is different to dead baby jokes, because they distort reality, the only way to find them funny is to not take them seriously. Oliver looked up mulleted rednecks and Jake looked up emos (*spit*), which would be interesting topics if they can pull them off.

Lunch. I wanted to sit down. But they stole all the seats. Then bottle brandy. I wasn't particularly interested, but you join in because you're bored. Do not want. We saw a fat, curly haired ranga crossing the quad with the herd of fresh meat, we laughed.

Music lesson, Hannah and I attempting trombone. Meh. I'm not great at it. Mr C thinks Hugh is cool, though he doesn't change much.

Maths. Boring. Mr Brennan tried really hard to be friendly, which kind of scared Tom and I.

Finally biology. Sally and I stained the onion, looked at it, but ran out of time to draw it. Sally promptly started trying to draw on my face, so Gavin and I tried to draw things on her Dora the Explorer pencil case.

Back home, didn't do much. Need to do some history homework, but I'm not sure if it was homework. Hmm. Also traded musics with Isobelle, and found a song I was looking for free on iTunes. Woo. PD and Diana dropped in, and I had to cook tea, which was fail chicken nuggets. Needed more spice.

Tomorrow, indoor soccer with the popularites. Meh.



Monday, December 1, 2008

Black edition.

'Lo readers.
I broke. I got sick of the bastards forcing me to tuck in my blooy shirt, so I got a VCE jumper. Sue me, it fits (but is a size too big to cover shirts), and it doesn't look too bad.

Ryan and I tried more Guitar Hero this morning, I managed to get through Paint It Black on hard. This mode will be fun. There was a new kid when we got to school, the band nerd who can play a metric buttload of instruments. Lulu was excited, but then she was thinking he looked like a supermodel. He didn't, poor kid. He seems quiet, but all noobs are quiet when they first rock up.

Bloody history first up, which was pretty meh. Too many reasons for WW1, all of them very repetitive. Harrison and Nick's hardcore social lives were discusses over Goody and I.

Then media, more moustache-man video, pretty meh. Lots of work on stereotypes.

Recess. Erm. Yeah, recess.

Lit next, pretty meh. We took a buttload more notes, then watched bits of the start of the film. Mrs Cartledge stopped it every ten seconds, telling us that we'd still have to rent it out to watch it properly. Bah.

Then maths, Tom has a retard calculator like Emma and I. We were then shouted at for talking, even though we only had one and a bit questions left. Ah well.

Lunch. Picked up a VCE jumper, then bottle brandy. Isn't too bad, I suppose. Maybe a bit depressing, since the aim is basically to throw a bottle at someone. Rob the Noob joined in, dunno if it was because he was as bored as us or a desire to assimilate.

Music lesson, the standard crap. Starting to not see the point, and losing morale in these exercises. Ah well.

Five minutes of biology, everyone was looking at microscopes. Jack is a dick to Charlie.

Then psych, I copied down the notes and made my pen blank, and a mess.

Kris Kringle in homeroom, which is a good natured activity that usually ends up in half the people getting chocolate, maybe a quarter of the people getting pretty meh, last minute gifts, and a couple of people getting great gifts. Like, last year, George gave me a ten dollar note, and it was the best one of the lot. I believe I shall get my person a buttload of chocolate, because I am boring.

Band. Meh. Not fussed. Mr C made a relatively racist remark to a percussionist, Lulu started laughing before we could hear it. Afterwards, Dayne and Pat threw dirt, rocks and apples at each other, resulting in Dayne getting half an apple to the back of the head at short range.

Back home, started some homework, checked the news. Pakistan vs India, 2010 watch it go to fire.

More band, pretty boring. Carols season coming up, and half the bloody melodies are for the baritone/eupho section.

Tomorrow, double a few things. Meh. We have to play for the fresh meat in the morning, not that they'll appreciate it. I remember my orientation day, it was pouring rain, and Denny had to show me this other kid who was shorter than me, who turned out to be Agnik, poor bastard.



Sunday, November 30, 2008

100%, Even Flow, medium.

'Lo readers.

Hell. Not doing this two shifts straight after each other again.

Work was difficult, though not as bad as last night. I even got to take a break. Managed to get on top of the dishes about 2:30, which is really early, and leave about 4:45.

Back home, played Guitar Hero, managed 100% on Even Flow on medium. Epic. Diana and PD dropped around, reminded me christmas is coming up. Meh. I suppose I'll get to drive to Melbourne christmas day.

I struggled to complete a brief history essay, talk to people, watch a Herman Li interview about expert mode ("It's easier on a real guitar."), and watched a promising documentary about evolution vs creationism. My views are pretty clear already, though it still shocks me that people have to go out of their way to promote stupidity.

Tomorrow, Monday. Lulu's looking forward to a new band nerd, and I need to finish this damn history thing.



Saturday, November 29, 2008

Bloody hell.

'Lo all.

Played a lot of ps2, did a lot of homework, talked to a few people.

Went to work after Sam said he couldn't come in for me tomorrow. It wasn't fun. Finished ten minutes ago.

I have to go back in eleven hours.



Friday, November 28, 2008


'Lo readers.

Ah. Last day of the week. Man. And what a week. First one of year 11, and I think everyone's over the novelty of it. It'll spark back at the start of next year though, bunches of new people, like another band nerd, a returning emo (*spit*), a popularite repeating year 11, and various others.

Today was bleak. Grey, dull, meh temperature, pretty boring at times, and it's scarily becoming a very paranoid place. These new uniform rules are working, now that you see a teacher you check yourself to make sure you don't draw attention. And they know it's working, bastards.

Started assembling the standard bearer for my big tank, damn fiddly bits proved to be more trouble than they were worth, plus the bloody glue sucks. Might be, now that I have moneys, I should get better glue.

First up at school was media. We had to watch a movie about stereotyping and representation, with a moustached guy from the late eighties lecturing us about racist cartoons from a video. Meh, society isn't as stupid anymore.

Then biology, we had to take notes on microscopes, then got to have a look at the new ones. Mrs Moy then decided we all sucked at dissections, so we got the play doh and scalpels out and practiced. Gavin and Lulu are pretty good, my play doh was too crumbly.

Recess. Will had a blunt knife to cut his mango, we stole it. I twirled it, Aiden tried the finger game. So blunt it didn't matter if you stabbed your fingers.

Then lit, more lecturing on musicals and themes. Pretty boring, can't wait til we're done with this movie and we get to read books (which is what we signed up for).

Maths next, pretty slow. Statistics is meh, though tedious with the dozen graphs one has to sketch.

Lunch, boring. I walked in on a food fight, with Isaac leaping into the air Superman-style to smash an apple with his fist. We gorked. I'm one of the more useless players, I can't tackle heavily enough, not skilled enough to get the ball around, so I'm the ninja and general distraction. They have to have someone watching the ninjas, lest the cherry pick some goals behind their backs.

History. We collated results on the Germany survey, and had a flowing discussion. Ms Henry cheerfully admitted that the school was indoctrinating kids, wish I had a tape recorder. I'm looking forward to history next year.

Finally psych in the library, watching a video about the brain. Apparently sleep loss contributes to obesity. Not bloody likely. I'm getting six or so hours a night and I'm still a bloody rake, doesn't matter how much I eat. Hmm. Maybe four hours, plus a mini fridge kept well-stocked in the shed...

Back home, started painting up the standard bearer. The contact points are pissing me off, too small, so bits bend, even when glued. The standard itself isn't bad, simple, and no metallics. Tank is properly finished now. Might get a Vindie next, or some more greenskins. I suppose I'll have to get a Russ soon, though I dunno how I'll paint it.

Tomorrow, sleep as long as possible (that might have something to do with it), then work all night. Hell, I'm working all weekend, unless Cooper wants to work Sunday.


Anyway, the end.

Thursday, November 27, 2008

About face turn.

'Lo all.

Some new plot developments today.

Bloody hot today though, I must say, then it got interesting. Like, lightning interesting. Nothing spectacular, like ear splitting cracks or flashes that light up the sky though.

Ryan and I played Guitar Hero this morning, I'm nearly through the career on easy. Need someone to come in for multiplayer, Pat or Aiden or Lulu or something. I want me some Helicopter and Reptilia.

First up was chapel, boring as hell as usual. More on this later.

Homeroom was doodling about super saiyans and retrieving lockers. Our state-ordered social service is due, we need to hire a slushie machine and hope for a really hot day.

Biology. Scribbling down more notes on microscopes. Not that we got to use them yet.

Recess was pretty crap. Alison said I couldn't feed alone, so I had to sit down. Ah well. It was quiet, til Leighton and Will started discussing a photo of the two of them wasted.

Double maths. Oh boy. Wasn't too bad, really, Tom and I got through all the questions. Alison was shouting about Caz and Tori's BYO party (not particularly interested, have nothing to bring, nor do I wish to spend an evening watching two of the louder people in the year get louder). Emma and I got schooled on our retard calculators, why the hell does each one need a completely new bloody menu system?

Lunch. Pretty slow, then bottle brandy because we were bored. Still pretty meh.

Psych, I finished the work, took notes and read. Boring, to be honest.

In lit, we watched a bit of Singing in the Rain, three times, which was surprisingly meh. Funny that this one sequence of the main protagonist (chief choreographer and director to boot, of course) is the only bit that gets remembered. We eventually discussed the deb. Hell. More on this later, it gets interesting. Emily chipped in, Ryan and I withheld laughter.

Saw people whinging about the deb on the way to homeroom, then Aiden shouting that there was a form about it. I mention this to Lulu. She got me. Hell. Can't exactly back out, since she asked me straight out instead of leading onto it. Ah well. After consulting with the Beardman, decided to go with it. Might be fun, who knows. Not looking forward to the suit, though the cane might be cool. See if we can do it on a budget, I suppose.

Went down the street, met with Ryan who said that the rest were in Aldi. We discussed the deb, he's looking forward more to the party, I think. Then the rest rocked up, ate the last of our chips. The bloody magpies are getting so fat, they're starting to not jump for the chips if they're a metre away. Aiden met us, hugged Meg, rode off. Then we met Amaya and Emily, and they started whinging about wages. After discovering they hadn't been paid, they made me check. I've got another $150 that I didn't have before, so I laughed. They raged, off we went to the Bis. Amaya was bemused, Cooper wanted to know if I could work for him Saturday night.

We decided to go to McDonalds, just as it started pouring. I found $10 lying on the ground that nobody else noticed, hell yes! We watched as Emily dissected her hamburger and ate it all separately, then Sam and I bought bits of loose bacon for everyone, plus a burnt patty for Emily.

Back home, finished easy. Woo. Now to do medium again. Went to games night, traded a lot of bits. There was a girl there, with purple necrons. Weird. Everyone else is the same, though Gollywog thinks age is getting to him. Nice big lightning storm overhead, sprinted home before it started pouring.

Watched the wind and rain, then saw something called Modern Toss on ABC2. Very, very cool.

Tomorrow, I dunno. See what happens.



Wednesday, November 26, 2008


'Lo everyone.

Where to begin.

Starting to get through Guitar Hero, managed full 100% on Sunshine of Your Love. Still going to kill Fraser. He has his own playstation now, apparently he got it for free off his friend because his friend has another one, plus a wii, plus a 360. This is the same friend who gave him a recent model mobile phone. I reckon it's "If you give me stuff, I won't beat you up" sort of thing.

First up at school was biology, Lulu, Meg and I had to build cells. Pretty meh, though it's revision.

Then media. We watched the Simpsons again, this time with Mrs Tyndall stopping to discuss it. I'm too bloody quiet.

Recess. Meh. I was reminded that I had to work tonight.

General Maths A. That's the easier one. Tom's in the class, should be fun. Turns out my calculator is slightly out of date, and only one other person has it. Ah well. I reckon I might be able to do well next year.

History next, just finishing off questions and discussing the Kaiser.

Lunch was pretty crap. We discussed physics (not that physics, this stuff would warp your mind. Thankfully it's all far), then bottle brandy. Fun trying to hide amongst the girls, til someone notices you.

We jumped on the bus for cricket, and were told to split into groups; those who actually wanted to try out and those who didn't. We didn't, since there were that many people there who actually played cricket. So, a lot of wasting time, mostly talking about Guitar Hero and stupidity in Star Wars. I mean, hell, if you have the force, why not disintergrate a brain or pinch a heart valve instead of lightsaber fights?

Back home, got ready for work, and played Guitar Hero. I got a text message from Sam telling me not to worry about it, Antti had got someone else. Decided, since we were in the car, to check it out anyway. Someone else is on their way, I was told, and I was happy, since an ungodly pile of dishes which filled the entire place were haphazardly stacked.

So, no work. Didn't do much, played a lot of Guitar Hero.

Tomorrow, double something. Don't know what yet.



Tuesday, November 25, 2008

I'll diagram your cell.

'Lo all.

Hell. This year 11 thing is interesting, so far.

Boot up the Guitar Hero, my save file is corrupted. Last person who played it was Fraser. *RRAAAAAGGEE! >:( * Means I have to unlock everything again. Bugger.

Lift to school, playing in assembly, I spectacularly added an extra note to the end of the processional. It got worse. Pete Olsen lost his way when they swore him in, and the announcer said Aiden's last name in a brilliant but embarrassingly wrong way.

First up was psych. Scary with all these unfriendly year 12s, and there's one bloke who is really annoying. Tiffany and Tori from the halcyon days are sticking around though. We had to cut and paste bits of the brain together, after making a prototype from play-doh. Real professional, these year 12 classes. Mrs Clemens put on her mix cd of disgustingly modern music, which had These Days at the end. Surprised me.

Recess, discussed Media with Kelly, who says it's meh, then played the In My Pants game. One simply adds in my pants to the end of any song title, hence, Whole Lotta Rosie in my pants, Iron Man in my pants, Catch My Disease in my pants, etc. Very funny, though most of my music's terrible for it. Kashmir in my pants? Do the Evolution in my pants? Rearviewmirror? Social Currency? Fuc- no wait, that one would probably work...

Media. Mr Stone (Freudian slip there, hurr) couldn't work the dvd player, so we waited for 20 minutes. A techie arrived, and we watched a classic episode of the Simpsons, with a media topic related subtext. We all lol'd. I miss the Simpsons.

Then history, we had to sort out folders, then we discussed WW1. If nothing else, the aesthetic is awesome. Tank sponsons for the win!

Lunch. We lost everyone, so Sam and I went hunting. We eventually found them standing around graffiti, which Isaac was sitting on. You had to be there. We watched as they captured people with their VCE jumpers, put two dozen blazers on Cameron, and the girls spat water at Will when they were playinh the (undecipherable) finger game.

Next was lit, Mrs Cartledge ranted about Cornell notes and dance-comedy-romance-musical genre movies. Not looking forward to having to rent, watch, study, and review this film.

Finally biology, Meg, Gavin, Pat and I traded insults while cutting out bits of cells and sticking them to a poster. We ran out of room for labels, I think.

Went down the street, picked up the lit big textbook, I only have to get history ones now, really. Also grabbed Black Hawk Down (extended edition!) for $10.

Back home, homework, talked to Annie and Rika, and lost at poker against Meg. Hell. I'm too used to Pim- Warlords and Scumbags. The new iTunes music thingy is awful. The thing about this Genius program is that it only works on your library, and when your library has more music that George likes than music you like, the reccommendations don't work. If they could change it to playlist form, it'd be good.

Tomorrow, cricket, plus maths. Need to pick up the graphics calculator off Clare soon, I think.


Anyway, the end.

Monday, November 24, 2008


'Lo readers.

And so, the last two and a bit weeks of school begin. And to kick things off, let's promote everyone up a year.

Ryan dropped round, both of us were bemused that we were year 11s now.

Got to school, everyone was bloody screaming, and we had no idea where to put stuff since they evicted us from our lockers. People were wearing the black VCE jumpers, I didn't recognise Annie, Clare and Alison. Hell. We had a year level assembly where Ms Dyke berated us for looking shabby and how "this will be a great year rarderar rar". Then back to the homeroom for locker numbers and timetables. We squabbled over the lockers (I ended up next to Meg and Agnik again, but beneath Isobelle. Dammit), then swapped timetables with people, and shouted at them about being in their classes or not. To add to the chaos, the naughty year 12s had spread the uncensored bull sheet, which did not disappoint.

First up, biology. Weird that, eh. Mrs Moy for a teacher, so I know she isn't bad. We went through basic terms for eukaryotic cells, pretty easy so far.

Recess. Everyone was discussing their first classes, and hurriedly tucking in shirts. New bloody uniform rules come into effect today, teachers all turn into nazis.

Speaking of nazis, next up was history, with Ms Henry again. We get to do Nazi Germany, should be interesting

Music lesson. What is the bloody point of harmonic minors?

Next was media. Small class, I got to sit next to one of the new girls. Not sure if she's a popularite or not, I've heard one of them is. We got to discuss the Simpsons and 007. I think I shall enjoy this class.

Lunch. More trading tales about the new classes. Lulu was pissed that she had Mr Fraser for an english teacher ("RAR! WORST TEACHER RAR RAR RAR!") while whinging about her hip and tripping me out with her black jumper. We stole some of the tables and chilled, is good having two tables again, since the year 12s have their common room. We rule the bloody quad now, you junior sons of bitches.

Literature next, with a late Mrs Cartledge. This will be an interesting subject, we have to rent and watch Strictly Ballroom (*groan*), but then we get to pick a contemporary classic and review it. Might pick One of Beardman's books, Silence of the Lambs or something. Has to have literary importance though, I suppose I could argue it made a cool movie.

Finally psych 3/4. That's the year 12 one for you lot playing at home. Most of my old psych class filed in, we exchanged greetings, then the rest of them came in. Hell. Big class. This will be very interesting. Also running with Mrs Clemens, who has a unique style of teaching. She gives you a checklist with everything due that week, and expects it all to be done and submitted by the end of it. I know from Tom and Meg scribbling Health stuff in homeroom this year that it might take some getting used to.

Bloody band next, in the hall, we went through the basic assembly stuff, then someone requested something that was abysmally difficult. Bastards. Afterwards, Gavin and I bagged out Millsy, and Lulu and I fought for the baritone.

Back home, homework and checked the news. Slightly slow news day, dammit. This bloody lit homework is pissing me off already, half a page on why you picked lit. Of course, with my small writing, I'm down to saying that this one seemed the most interesting out of the three englishes, and I still need a few more lines.

Band again, pretty lazy. Theme from 2001: A Space Odyssey again, and one from Crimson Tide. I lol'd. Good march though.

Which reminds me.

Movie review from the other night - Full Metal Jacket, *****
Oh, I liked this one. Right up to the end, which happened to be Paint It Black. I think I'll have to buy this one, very, very cool movie.

Tomorrow, double psych, no maths, playing music at assembly. Meh.



Sunday, November 23, 2008


'Lo readers.

Less to say today, really. Played a lot of Guitar Hero (starting to go into hard mode), bought a new folder (everything's ready except the textbooks and the calculator now), watched zoids (5 episodes to go), and witnessed the 'dults getting wasted. Diana said to say something about their underwear conversation.

Tomorrow, year 11. I'll see what I'm missing, I'm not fussed because mooching is still a possibility.



Saturday, November 22, 2008


'Lo all.

Two things today.

One, I worked about four hours, and didn't have to do the big clean up since there was another bloke coming in.

Two, picked up God of War and Killzone. Is good.

Right now, off to watch Full Metal Jacket.

Bonus movie review - 2001: A Space Odyssey. ***1/2
It's good, but it's slow. Very slow. And random. Very trippy (and slow) at the end. Star Child for the win!

(yeah, I realise I watched it a week ago, sue me, I forgot)

Tomorrow, Zoids, gaming, that's about it.


Anyway, the end.

Friday, November 21, 2008

Bloody valedictory service...

'Lo everyone.

Hell. Nice day off, I suppose.

Woke up, checked the news, played Guitar Hero all day, pretty much.

Then at 5, went to school in black band uniform, then got changed into school uniform. My own fault fo not finding out which one I was supposed to have.

The service dragged on. Too much religiony stuff. Ours will be funny, I think, because of the schism.

After giving Isobelle a lift to her restaurant, Pat and I played Guitar Hero. Fun trying to play Through the Fire and the Flames on expert, but on the slowest practice speed.

Tomorrow, work, but I don't have to clean up, plus I have to buy more looseleaf.



Thursday, November 20, 2008

Activities Day.

'Lo everyone.

Oh joy, the state sponsored excursion for leisure and fun fun occurred today for the glorious proletariat. Sarcasm aside, it wasn't too bad, and slightly surprising.

First off, it was pouring when I got up. Not a good omen, perhaps. Stacked my bag with the Arsenal, then got a lift.

The lads had impressed. Isaac had a buttload of guns, Oliver had a sideways shooty one, and Sam and Pat had Super Soakers. I handed out my buttload, and showed off my magic bottle one. Very cool. Homeroom turned into a skirmish, Tom and I vs Meg and a flipped up table.

We were pretty pumped when we had to get on the buses, since when we were pressganged into loading the food, we found a few more guns in the staff room. Also of note, first time most of us had ever been in the staff room.

The bus trip was pretty cool, because it was 90% our group. Pat was playing pokemon, and Leighton had Saw 5 on his laptop with half a dozen in his audience.

As soon as the bus stopped, we dumped our crap, dug out the guns, and hit the lake to fill the bastards up. Then the war began. We saw Hayden running, so he became the target. Decided to fill up some waterbombs too, so we visited the little toilet block and split a couple of dozen on the overlarge taps.

By then, people were hitting the water, but first, Sam was getting changed. About a dozen people were standing very quietly around the exit of the toilets, with primed water guns. He was not amused, and mildly shocked. We swum to the other side, looked at the rope hanging off a tree, though people were complaining that the water underneath was too shallow. We checked out a building thing, but there was nowhere to climb on it. Skeeep.

On the other side, lots of waterfighting, chasing Julian. Will McMahon got Millsy with a waterbomb, and he promptly started screaming obscenities. Nick got Tom hard enough to raise a bruise. We were given a raft, so they pumped it up, and over loaded it. We threw waterbombs at them as they threw each other off. Will got Millsy again, and Millsy chased him around behind the toilets, where a loud, explicit fight broke out, in front of a busload of pensioners. Calmed down a bit after that, as the wind started picking up. Most of us gathered under a tarp and lined up for sausages.

Word spread that the teachers didn't like the weather, so they were taking us to the cinema to see Aiden's new movie. Oh boy. This bus trip was dull, basically Sam scaring Naomi with his devil music and everyone laughing about Millsy. At the cinema, Dayne captured a moose with the skill tester, and Lulu was sick.

Movie review - Quantum of Solace, ***1/2
Wow. First Bond film in the cinema. What an achievement. This one wasn't too bad, but it wasn't as good as some of the Connery ones, or Casino Royale. Some of the action sequences were pretty good, though the whole espionage thing was lost on some people. Bloody Meg kept trying to use our seats as footrests, and there were girls rushing to the toilets to text people.

They took us back, after congratulating Aiden, and we buggerised around until people started drifting away. Sam and I decided to crash Aiden's house, and play Guitar Hero. Turns out he was working, so we played Guitar Hero at my place until we decided to go see Ryan. Oh boy. At his place, his sister said he was down the street with a girl. Sam's interest peaked. She gave us a lift down, and we spent an hour or so looking around. We ended up getting McDonalds, then I went home. Got into a waterfight with the girls, Charlotte is using my tactic of ducking and charging, kamikaze style.

The internet went down for a while, so I played Guitar Hero and watched Adam Hills Live. He's pretty good, fake leg and all.

Tomorrow, do as little as possible, then play at the valedictory thing. Gorram.



Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Year 10 completed.

'Lo readers.

What's that you say? Still three weeks til the end of term! Aye, but that's rollover. The school thinks that the last few weeks of term should not be a relaxing bit after exams, instead you get two days for that, then you start the new year early to give you more homework over the holidays. Bastards.

Anyway. Put on the last wash this morning, started exterior detail. Is good, I think. Ryan dropped in, couldn't find my bloody socks.

First up was maths. Oh boy. You could smell the tension. Didn't smell good. Mr Cowling called us up one by one, I got a pair of Cs on my tests (average - not bad). Then they handed out calculators, Isaac was excited.

Then science, we watched a video about the periodic table, which seemed familiar, and pretty crap.

Recess was pretty meh, as usual. I cleared out my locker, which was very quick. Keep this this and this, everything else gets binned.

Psych, I had a spare, so I followed the others who had spares. Tom and I ended up in a tree, and Mr Stone caught us. We went to the library, and Alison brought around Dolly Doctor. Spent an amusing twenty minutes laughing at other people's embarrassing problems and naive questions. Not to mention the diagrams. Oh my yes, the diagrams.

Art. Crap. I had to do a few chores (break glass jars, run around to admin), then escaped and chatted to Bree about sailing and the deb. She's disillusioned. Good for her.

Lunch, gorram. Aiden gave me his pineapple juice, which we all agreed looked suss. We started playing Warlords and Scumbags, then moved to the library. We were eventually playing with a couple of decks, which had maybe 12 sixes.

Indoor soccer. Due to the whole six person team thing, I got stuck on the year nine's team. So did Millsy. Hell. I played like crap, which didn't impress the big year 9 guy. Meh. Don't really care. Melissa's little phone thing is blasphemous and heretical.

During homeroom, we said farewell to the board. We're keeping it up, but apparently our "mentor group" is now in room 5, which is around the corner. Thankfully, Aiden and Pat are in room 6. Now we have two boards to vandalise.

Sprinted home with a full backpack, got changed, sprinted back down the street, and met with the pharmacy people. Turns out they'll call me about a job over the holidays. Meh. The pay is peanuts, but it's 2 hours max. Afterwards, caught up with Goody outside the Warehouse (him and Nick had the same idea Pat and I had - waterfight. They needed waterbombs though, we just needed guns), then went to Target to look at Super Soakers. There was a great one with a thing you could attach bottles to... say a two litre one... I saw Mewha and his ADHD friend, who had an attention span of 2 seconds, and she eventually stole my phone, swapped the sim cards, sent off a dozen messages, then we persuaded her to give it back. Bernice and Belle saw us, and were bemused.

Picked up the bottle super soaker, then went to EB for Guitar Hero. Oh boy. The checkout chick was whinging to her superior that the computer wanted to give me money. Turns out Guitar Hero for ps2 is half price! Woo! Saved $20, then they gave me back $50. Awesome. I rode to the Warehouse with the box sticking out of my backpack, picked up a shotgun, a medium pistol, two smaller ones, and a packet of mini ones (for the bus, says Pat).

Back home, tested everything out. I'm going to have fun with this Super Soaker, I don't care if it's raining tomorrow. Beardman finally went out on his hot date, so I got to cook tea for myself.

Tomorrow, activities day. We don't really know what's there, nor do we know what the weather is like, besides resigned pessimism. Hopefully it warms up, if not I'll have a cold for this long weekend.


Anyway, the end.

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

The Results.

'Lo readers.

Today is positive. Sickeningly sweet type positive. This will not bode well, as karma goes.

Got up, started assembling sponsons. Gotta love that WW1 style. Worked out I could trade flamers for bolters if I was careful. Interesting. Then Ryan dropped round, we discussed RvsR on W:AR. Sounds exciting, might be I should get it for the holidays.

Bloody assembly in the gym again, load of uncomfortable bull. Apparently they're renaming home groups (very familiar), to "mentor groups", and homeroom teachers to "mentors". What? was our first reaction, then we sniggered. I don't know what they're going for here, it sounds very silly to us.

History first up. I got 89% on the exam. Not the best, but nowhere near the worst either. Ms Henry had an interview to go to, so she ditched us in the quad. Turns out Harry's grounded because his folks found out about his school-skipping girlfriend. We laughed.

Then rave, more Pirates of the Carribean. "Look!" *BANG* "An undead monkey!"

Recess was people running around comparing results, really.

Psych next, Mrs Moy went over the test. I got 83%, but scaled up. Dunno why. I got an A, might have been best in our (8 person) class. Go me. Mrs Moy filled in time with a video from the (very) early nineties about personality disorders.

Then art. Oh boy. Mrs Artteacherlady passed out the exams, I got 66%. I beat you, Isobelle! Then teacher says if we're doing art next year we should pay attention. Melissa and Naomi pull out Twilight (*spit*) books, dozens of iPods, and Meg, Isobelle and I retreat to the corner. Boring.

Lunch. We buggerised around. The girls made up a song about Gavin's mum (something about sexiness being inherited), and Emily described (in graphic detail), her nightmare involving Hayden. We then had a kicking contest, Tom and Gavin can kick very high, their poor hamstrings.

Science. I got 87% on this one. Hurr! Then we had to hand back textbooks, and clean them. Bah. A physics class was shooting air rockets.

Finally english. A C+ on the essay and analysis, which is above average (!), and a B on the short story. Meh. We watched the first half hour of the Benchwarmers, which was mindless slapstick, really. Sally was pissing me off with her bloody hairbands.

Back home, stuck all the extras on the LR. I reckon I could probably do the banner, gotta find a pole. Then sprayed, and tried something new. LotE on WS is using a new black technique, which is basically spray black, drybrush the entire thing with codex grey, then multiple Badab washes. It's time consuming, and paint consuming on such a big model, but it's very effective.

Bloody Watchmen footage been spotted again, it's sounding very good, despite lack of squid. George got his book (surprisingly early, aren't you lucky?), and the gorram music bug is itching again. Finally got more Rage Against the Machine, started filling out Alive 07, and got that damn Dizzee Rascal track.

Tomorrow, 3 classes, one of which is maths. Something tells me the happy bug will run away and start laughing at me. I'm pretty sure I failed the second one, and I'm skating on thin ice for the first one. Ah well. Spare instead of psychology, and movies for all the other classes I think. Then indoor soccer. Plus people are getting their braces off.



Monday, November 17, 2008

Day off.

'Lo everyone.

Is good, this whole 'let's not go to school on Monday' thing.

Got up, went down the street and bought a parcel thing, and saw Gollywog (no exams=day off, damn year 11s), Harry (on his way to meet his school-skipping year 8 girlfriend), and Jake (with Amaya the French girl, who looked at me funny. Must have been the thongs). Also saw PD in the post office, looking tired.

Back home, grabbed the book, addressed the parcel, then went down to another post office. Should arrive in a couple of days, George. Also went to the Phoenix Centre, picked up a LR.

Man. Very nice kit. Some bits seem a bit warped, ah well. Finished the interior first, then worked out the fancy hatch opening system. Very cool, though I'm not sure whether to go flamethrowers or straight bolters. Maybe I can make both, I dunno yet. Might make another banner, nice big one. This will probably be my centrepiece thingy until I get a Thawk or titan.

Band was meh. Terina rocked up afterwards, gave us a lift home. Fraser was trying so hard.

Tomorrow, school. I dunno if we have to do any work, I know we've got rave second.



Sunday, November 16, 2008

Our work is never over.

'Lo readers.

Bugger this whole work thing. If it weren't for the money...

Today wasn't my day, I think. Highlights at work included no breaks, very busy restaurant, and neck-high dishes that never stopped.

Rode home tired, ate, right now I'm watching 2001: A Space Odyssey. Not bad so far.

Tomorrow, I'll send your book, George.


Anyway, the end.

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Mud, returns, and Burn After Reading.

'Lo readers.

A note for the future, don't wear thongs all day when you have to walk everywhere. Especially not new ones.

Anyway, got up this morning with the intention to spend money. Odd. After coffee, hit the streets. I bought your book today, George, I'll post it on Monday. Also bought Guitar Hero, 16mb memory card ($20 cheaper at Target, interesting), and avoided people I knew.

Back home, I booted up Guitar Hero. Here's where the fun started. Put in batteries, put the thing together, and couldn't navigate the menu. Interesting. Reboot. The strum bar is still unresponsive. I can see why I bought it pre-owned. I flicked through to career, tried playing a song, and the thing wouldn't bloody respond. RAAAAGE!

After lunch, Beardman, who was unhappy with a dvd recorder he got from Aldi, and I went back down the street and returned stuff. Apparently, for $20 I could get the bloody game new. Ah well. Also bought Serenity for cheap in Aldi.

We then drove out to Lake Wellington, I got to skid around on some dirt roads. Not too bad. We stopped at the lake, I opened the door and stepped into a mud puddle. Fantastic.

After that, watched Serenity

Movie review 1 - Serenity, ***1/2
Entertaining. Bits were wearing, but bits were pretty damn good. I think I should watch Firefly.

We made pizza for tea, then I walked down to the cinema. Annie, Sam, Denny and Emily were standing around. We went in with low hopes, especially since there were no other teenagers standing around.

Movie review 2 - Burn After Reading, ****1/2
My gods. This was actually funny. Very funny. It's basically a bunch of very stupid people doing stupid things and dying. Fantastic film. Slightly slow at the start, and felt a little rushed at the end, but meh. Highly recommended.

We walked to McDonalds, Denny and Sam going on about World Tour, and all of us quoting the movie. Very quotable, I think. We got chips, Emily whinged, then we had a plan that involved Emily's top and the drive thru security cameras. I got a lift home with Annie, and discovered that Ryan's bloody dog chainmail has gotten everywhere. Don't you people see the irony?

Tomorrow, work all day, then 2001: A Space Odyssey. Should be fun.


Anyway, the end.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Exams: Finale.

'Lo all.

Too cold today. Can't make up it's bloody mind.

Riding to school (in the cold) today, realised I'd forgotten something from yesterday. Dickhead with a trailer crossing a busy highway at peak time, sitting there with his trailer hanging out. Couldn't go around him, Wise Beard Man says to slam on brakes, then begins hurling abuse at the trailer dude. God damn.

Anyway. Got to school, borrowed a thing of pencils of Gavin, then went to homeroom. We had to fill out a form about what sort of activities we'd participated in, which would appear somewhere on our reports. I'm involved in very few things, because like it or not I'm a naturally lazy person, who does not particularly want to wear make up on stage, fail a maths competition, or formally argue against Agnik and James during my bloody lunchtimes.

Art exam. They said we could read right away. Some apprehension, since us year 10s get half an hour's study before we get the exam handed out. Most of us took the opportunity to quickly glance at it before someone blabbed and the papers were collected. Bored for half an hour then. When we finally did get going, the questions were the same as last year. No stating facts or anything, just how you feel about a piece of art. If you can express it well, you get 12 marks. If you think, meh, lady and a bin, looks pretty same-y, they'll give you a mark for trying. Trust me, I did that last time. Then we had to design a mural for a public building like a library or cinema. I drew a cinema burning. I like drawing things burning, I've noticed, half of the stuff I've done in art this year have involved flame motifs in some way.

Recess. Cold. I realised I had forgotten my bloody lunch.

Study period, Brad and I went out, chatted to some of the others, then Ms Hahn noticed and kicked us out. Tom got the keys to a room with computers, so we went in there and played flash games. Aiden and I managed to get to level 471 on a tower defence variant, and Tom raged at defend your castle. The girls were bemused when they visited.

Lunch was wet and boring. I had to buy lunch, $6.50ish for a thing of two minute noodles and a sausage roll. The same noodles are a bowl for a dollar down the street, it's bull. Problem is, the bastards jack up the prices to make some profit, because no one is really buying much, but then less people buy stuff because it's so damn expensive.

Then the maths one. I was buggered. I believe by the end of it I'd skipped or run out of time on 17 marks worth of questions. Once I remembered how Pythag worked, I think I got a couple of marks, and some of the simpler factorising ones. One of the questions everyone seemed to avoid, except Denny, who made us groan because the answer was so damn obvious.

Annie lent me Donnie Darko, and after being told I'd need to watch it a couple of times, I decided to watch it when I got home.

Movie review time! Donnie Darko, ***
Is this it? was my first reaction when it ended. I was expecting the **spoiler** ending where someone wakes up from a dream thing **/spoiler**. Most of it made sense, though bits were stupid. Dunno why a power ranger was the monster. Bits seemed to be pinched from other movies, and other things have been influenced by it, the bike riding is from ET and the jet engine was like something out of Lost. I will admit I was bored at the start, the main protagonist seemed like a dick, and once you know that the main character is **spoiler** a paranoid schizophrenic on placebos **/spoiler**, it's kind of tame. Maybe I went in with expectation that were too high, I dunno. Funny seeing Drew Barrymore and Seth Rogen though. And yes, bits were very quotable. Still, pretty meh story, overhyped, and bits dragged.

Also watched the Simpsons with Beardman and the tribe, finally a good episode. Very slow on the interbutts. Best thing was a new Watchmen trailer, and I cringed at some of the bits. It looks right, but as long as the ending has the same effect, it should be good. Not that anyone will want to see it, which is a shame.

Tomorrow, I'm going shopping. I want to pick up Guitar Hero, a memory card, a book (then send it, fingers crossed George), and I should probably get a haircut, to shut these damn teachers up. It's legal, but not good enough for them. Might go the movies as well.