Thursday, December 23, 2010

Movie Edition 2010.

Hey kiddies, by now you should know the drill, this is just so I can make sure I know what I've seen this year. It's been a good year too. Maybe not at the cinema, but still. Wrap up tomorrow night!

Being John Malkovich - ****1/2
Pretty good, very original, and I liked the whole ending. And the trip sequences. Probably would have liked it better if the dvd player worked properly.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind - *****
This is a good film. Really good. Very sad, but still good. It's twisted, and you can see things coming in a good way, but there's still surprises, specially in the subplots. Excellent movie, go and find it.

The Square - ****
Enjoyed this one, Australian neo-noir with the girl from the cop show and heaps of other familar faces like Julian from The Chasers. Harry Knowles thought it was one of the best films of the year for some reason. Still pretty good.

Up - ***1/2
It's Pixar, so it's excellent, but maybe this was a bit too much of a kiddie story, or an adult story. Bit of both. Seemed too short too.

Airheads - ***
Funny, not particularly awesome. Focused on the wrong early nineties music scene. So nineties it even had a cameo from Beavis and Butthead.

Hedda Gabler (50s) - **
Dull. Lots of unintended double entendres. Crappy camera work, acting and music. Bonus star for being amusing.

Alice in Wonderland - ***
Well, Alice herself, she was hot. The rest, not so much. Plot seemed a bit all over the place, then far too linear; Johnny Depp was doing the Hunter S. Thompson/Cap'n Jack thing with a funny accent, and the cgi was awkward and bad. Tim Burton seemed to have none of the visual flair he had in his other movies, I thought. I mean, the cards are cool, but everything else was a bit bland. But then, he's a Disney cash-cow at the moment, so he'll make billions off the Jayjays wannabe-mallgoth teenage-girls-with-painted-faces crowd. Meh. Would watch anything that Alice girl is in next though.

Under Great White Northern Lights - *****
If anything, there needs to be more footage. Catch Hell Blues, Blue Orchid, Icky Thump and Death Letter are standouts. I have new respect for Meg. Very good film.

Daft Punk's Electroma - ***
Too arty, too slow, but the visuals and soundtrack are very good. I liked the contrast change towards the beginning and the very last shot, not so much the long walk through the desert. Not bad, maybe not for everyone.

Elephant - ****
Genuinely chilling, based of a true story about a school shooting in the States. Was made all Memento style as well. Except for the gay scenes, which seemed tacked on and unneccessary (unless to gross us out, which it did), it was an excellent movie. The FPS scenes in particular were clever.

A Night At The Roxbury - ***
It's dated, but it's still funny. Prototype Will Ferrell, I reckon. Worth seeing. And that goddamn Haddaway song was stuck in my head, sucked.

Clash of the Titans - **
Crap script, crap acting, crap story (seriously, wtf Zeus), but I guess it looked good. Some bits seemed stolen right out of Lord of the Rings (looking at you mountain-walky-scenes and saddled scorpions), and both the Stonem siblings from Skins were in there, which was strange. I dunno.

Baseketball - ****
Really funny. A little dated, but very funny. Dunno about the Randy and Cartman cameos, but meh. Good.

Iron Man 2 - ****1/2
Best bit, by far, was the drunken brawl between two suits set to Daft Punk's Robot Rock. Very satisfying film, for all the slow bits and deus ex machinae and jaw dropping suspension of belief ("Congratulations, you have invented a new element" springs to mind), it was really good. Go see it, totally worth it.

Dogma - ***1/2
Funny bits, too many slow bits, predictable as buggery except for the big deus ex machina. Some good calls in it though.

Slaughterhouse Five - **1/2
Someone who hadn't read the book would not understand this. I didn't like it. Some bits were good. But they skimped on the aliens, and for that, minus a million.

Robin Hood - ***
Not fantastic, not woefully terrible either. The ending is unsatisfying, it seem ed that the entire movie was just one big introduction, there was no stealing from the rich to give to the poor apart from one scene. Lots of big battles, rousing speeches, all that crap. Meh, says I.

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner - ***1/2.
A little dated, but not bad. Kinda slow too, pretty preachy. Girl was hot.

Exit Through the Gift Shop - *****
It's a clever film. I don't know if I want to give it all away here. But Banksy's got the joke on the audience here. He's got the joke on everyone in the movie, pretty much. Very funny, and pretty awesome at times. I like that they went into Shepard Fairey as well. Guetta was so annoying though. Watch it if you can find it.

Toy Story 3 - ****1/2
The short at the start was clever, not as good as the birds one or Presto. Movie itself was excellent. The 3D wasn't INYOURFACEOMGLOOKHOW3DITIS! all the time, which is good. Plot was good, but it was similar to the second one. Got pretty intense towards the end. Still funny, still awesome at times, it felt a little rushed towards the end, but still damn good. Kinda relevant to us too, cos it's all about heading off to uni and leaving childhood behind. That or it's a metaphor for the holocaust, I'm not sure which yet.

Detroit Rock City - ****
Surprised me. This was actually pretty good. I'd swap Kiss for something a little... better, but other than that, very good film. Hangover-esque

Pan's Labyrinth - *****
Excellent film. Was not expecting the ending, it usually never happens. Was equally fascinated by the Captain's story and the fantasy bit, I just wish it went for longer

Daybreakers - ***1/2
It needed more development in the first half, once it hits the second act it loses steam, and the end is meh because it just ends. There's a lot of consequences that the ending implies. I think it wants a sequel, but this is not the most effective way to set it up. The Yank accents seemed a bit forced at time, and Isabel Lucas is neither a good actress nor is she attractive.

The Road - ****1/2
Relentlessly depressing, in a good way. This is another film where I wanted more. Cinematography was excellent. Kinda guessed the ending.

Silence of the Lambs - *****
Seen bits and pieces of this over the years, was good to sit down and watch it properly. Got sick of Jodie Foster's accent quickly. Really good movie. Dunno about rewatchability, unfortunately.

Hannibal - ***
The "OMG SO EXCITING" cuts and colour changes and random camera effects pissed me off. Yes, we understand that something important has happened. We don't need BIG FLASHY SPECIAL EFFECTS. Again, the accent of the main character pissed me off. Some bits seemed unneccessary. Ending was the best bit. That or the execution in Florence, I dunno.

Red Dragon - ***1/2
Interesting sort of plot. Subplot was good, for once. No annoying camera wiggling around. I liked the burning wheelchair bit. Not as good as the first one. Another tense ending, was good.

American Psycho - ****1/2
Entertaining, but occasionally a little slow. Ending was enjoyably open ended. The chainsaw bit was awesome. Thanks Tom.

Oldboy - ****1/2
The biggest mind-screw I have seen all year. Pacing's a little off, and I kinda guessed the ending fairly early, and there's a middle bit which is so confusing. But my god. Original story, awesome cinematography, and the violence is pretty cool. Tooth pulling and hammer fights and such. Worth watching, should probably lend it to Tom.

Leon: The Professional - ****
A bit clunky at times, but it's pretty good. Characters were interesting enough, action scenes were sufficiently awesome, and I'd watch a whole movie of Leon and his plant.

Trainspotting - *****
Taken me a while to get around to watching this one. Awesome, right from the start when they played Lust for Life. I like trippy movies and this one is awesome for trippiness. Soundtrack was good too, Danny Boyle really seems to like Iggy Pop. I liked this movie a lot.

Requiem for a Dream - *****
After Trainspotting last night, was interesting to compare these two films. This one's pretty good. Not sure which is better, though Trainspotting had the happier ending and humour. Here, the editing gimmickry adds to it all. Ending is confrontingly awesome. Definitely worth watching.

Hard Candy - *****
Woah. Was not expecting this. Pretty awesome. The cinematography in particular was weird. In a good way. Bloke from Watchmen is suitably creepy, girl from Juno seems a bit too old. But it's an original story, which is really what I'm looking for.

Inception - *********
It's a Nolan film, it's gotta be pretty good. If I may quote AICN, it "exceeds expectations". I've been watching a lot of excellent films in the last few weeks, and this one is as good if not better than the best of them. This is the sort of film I've been waiting for. It's deep, and you need to concentrate, but it all makes sense if you've been watching closely. There's subtle humour, love story isn't too over the top (except for the subplot), and my god, the action sequences. There's a sense of subtlety to everything that just builds and builds, and then the ending, which drags out a bit, just intensfies it a bit. That would be my only criticism, that the ending just seems to go on and on while nothing is happening. But the zero-g action sequences, and the Ocean's Eleven style team setup bits, and the sheer grandness of the idea, of dreams within dreams; that's just insane.

In The Attic: Who Has a Birthday Today? - ***1/2
Czechoslovakian Toy Story set in a Soviet-Era attic. Very creative, but it's still a kids film. Kruschev bust thing was pretty freaky.

1981 - ****
Clever film, preachy morals, but it's funny. French Canadian. I can see why it was made when it was made, what with it's "living within your means" thing. Not a bad film.

Moon - *****
Go see this film, it's awesome. Very sad, raises a lot of big questions, and the visuals are amazing. Think Fight Club crossed with 2001 or Star Wars or Alien.

The Royal Tenembaums - ***
Not as funny as I'd hoped, good, messed up story, trademark Wes Anderson visuals. Life Aquatic was way better.

The Expendables - ****
Big, stupid action. Huge budget Steven Seagal film. What's that, you want plot? You want character development? You want drama? No! You get mindless, badarse action. People getting blown in half and decapitated and stuff. This is 300-with-guns. Good film. Grows you chest hair.

Zombieland - *****
I like this film. Might have been because I read World War Z last week. Bill Murray is awesome. End scene is excellent.

The Warriors - *****
Another really good film, been on my list for ages. Not as violent as was advertised, and the costumes are a little off (dunno about the baseball bat guys), but a fun watch. Will watch again, and make sure everyone else does too.

Splice - ****
Dragged a bit, and you need a lot of suspension of disbelief (where is all the money coming from is the first question), but it's a pretty damn good film until the last half hour or so, then it gets weird. And it gets so weird, you're all like, this can't get any weirder, but THEN IT DOES. I've seen a lot of messed up films this year, but this one is pretty close to the top of the most messed up movies list.

The Game - ****1/2
Fincher film, can definitely see how Fight Club developed after this, and Zodiac (he seems to like San Fransisco). Very interesting, and it's claustrophobic by the end. I reckon the ending isn't real though, it just seems like too much.

Bowling for Columbine - ***
Michael Moore is a dick. And yes, it's a tragic story and all that, but he's just a dick. Glorified Today Tonight report, sometimes. Still. It's interesting. The ending cut out on me, which is annoying.

I'm Not There - ***
Disjointed, but not bad. Killer soundtrack, and some of the visuals are pretty good in the trip out sequences.

Beerfest - ****
Very funny cept the ending cut out on us. I wonder if this inspired Sam.

Repo Men - ****
Except for the laggy middle bit, OH GOD HOLY AWESOME. It's like a Guy Richie film crossed with Daybreakers. The opening was excellent, I liked all the subtle bits, and the ending was literally mindblowing. The hallway fight scene with the hammer reminded me of Oldboy, made me smile. Go see it, good film.

It Might Get Loud - ****
Much like watching Dave Grohl playing with JP Jones and Jimmy Page, it was so cool to see Jack White meeting his hero and playing along with him. Dunno about The Edge, it seemed that his bit was always "I push a lot of buttons and play simple riffs". They needed more time on Jimmy, especially at Headley Grange. The Levee Breaks bit was insane, and the last jam, over In My Time of Dying, was incredible. Worth watching, if you're a fan.

Good Night, and Good Luck - *****
Woah. Understated but awesome film. It just builds tension so well, even though you know what's going to happen. Tony Stark and wife plot seemed a bit tacked on, but still. The ending seemed genuinely powerful, and hell, I agreed with what he was saying. One for the Mad Men fans, this is right up your alley.

There Will Be Blood - ****1/2
Woah. The pacing's a little off, sometimes it just seems to drag, but woah. The last scene. Creepy, creepy preachers. Excellent film.

Se7en - ****
A little predictable towards the end. A fun ride, very gorey, nice soundtrack, Morgan Freeman. Can definitely see the development Fincher had between this and Fight Club.

The Men Who Stare at Goats - ***1/2
This is a very silly film. But hey, it's my kind of silly. Only problem is it seems to double back on itself and it kind of goes nowhere. But I can't argue with the main premise, which is all the crazy government conspiracies about weird crap in the military. Surprisingly awesome film.

The Fountain - **1/2
Trippy visuals, but it makes no sense on first viewing and really seems to go nowhere. I think there's a five minute sequence towards the end that would work as a Tool video. Reminded me of Requiem for a Dream messed up with Splice. Still interested in seeing Black Swan and whatever Aronofsky salvages out of Wolverine. Interesting director, I'll give him that.

Bad Boy Bubby - ****
Deliriously twisted. Just when you think it can't get any weirder, it does. Very Australian too, plus the by the end the band was practically The Birthday Party. Good film, but definitely not for the faint hearted.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows pt 1 - ***1/2
Faithful to the book in that there's a lot of boring camping and angst. But some nice subtle humour, and the opening is very cool. I'd swap half the camping to fill in some more blanks though. Nick Cave on the soundtrack, my jaw dropped. Gets another star just for that. Hopefully when the next one comes out they'll have a back to back screening.

Frost/Nixon - ****
Actually very gripping, but you end up wanting to punch Frost. Worth seeing if you're into this sort of intrigue crap, I guess.

Scott Pilgrim vs the World - **
One star of that is for the soundtrack exclusively. Very disappointing. No wonder it bombed, it was just all over the place, there's no audience for it to appeal to. It tries to be funny, but fails because it's Michael Cera. It tries to be an action flick, but fails because the concept of Michael Cera using kung fu/flaming lightsabers/hadouken/etc is just wrong. Also, the only bad guy who seemed interesting was finished very quickly. Tried to be a girly romance thing as well, which devolved into whininess. There is a problem in a film that revolves around getting a girl when the girl in questio is hot but just a terrible and unattractive person. Eternal Sunshine did the hair changing thing better. And the videogame references just seemed to be there. I mean, yeah it's cool, I suppose, but why? Not really that entertaining. Except the soundtrack.

Planet Terror - ***1/2
Watched this with Denny. Good for what it is, which is a wannabe b-movie about zombies with actual moviestars everywhere. Very stupid but pretty cool despite this.

No Country for Old Men - *****
Probably one of the best films I've seen this year, and I've seen a lot. Paced just right, lot of tension. Plus hell, killing someone with an oxygen bottle is cool.

Chopper - ***
Seemed too short, and jumped around too much. Not a bad film. Reminded me of bloody Underbelly a little. Still, hearing Sale mentioned is a little special.

Crank/Crank: High Voltage - **********
AAAH awesome purified. Gotta watch them one after the other though. Just so stupid, but it's actually good. Was expecting Richard D. James' limo to roll up and Windowlicker to start blaring at any moment as well, bonus star for that. Very good pair of films.

In Bruges - ****
Slow, but subtle and eventually just stupidly funny. Reminded me of Burn After Reading, but in Europe with insane Englishmen.

Nightwatch - *
Something must have been lost in translation here, it just didn't make sense and ended up being far too melodramatic. Trying too hard to be cool, with it's annoying cuts and metal soundtrack. Not really interested in watching the sequel either.

Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus - 1/2
Watch when inebriated. Only when inebriated. Nothing redeeming about this film apart from how unintentionally hilarious it is.

Raw & Delirious - ***1/2
Eddie Murphy used to be hilarious, what happened.

Easy A - ***
Decent story, very hot lead character, though predictable by the end. Sort of like a smarter Mean Girls. Still pretty funny.

Ghost World - **1/2
Ryan and I aren't sure about this one. On one hand, it's basically live action Daria, a listless musing about Gen X and how pointless it all is. One of those indie/oscarbait films. I mean, it was amusing sometimes. But it didn't really go anywhere. Which is probably what it aimed to do anyway.

In the Loop - ****
Again, a little slow, but it's very good if only for the foul-mouthed media guy. Worth seeing if you have patience, I guess.

Ronin - ****
Not a bad action flick, definitely takes a couple of cues from the first Mission Impossible. Suffered from the whole "something exciting is happening, it should catch on fire" thing.

The Basketball Diaries - ***1/2
Reminded me a lot of Scar Tissue. Some pretty trippy sequences. Not bad at all.

Synedoche New York - **1/2
Kaufman being Kaufman. Seemed to spend too long establishing a fairly normal world then just scrunching it up and throwing it away with no explanation. At all. Things just got so weird... Yeah. A bit of a struggle to get through, but pretty good by the end, I suppose.

Megamind - ****
It's an enjoyable Will Ferrel in Anchorman mode film. Cast was impressive, and the layering of the jokes was skilled, we couldn't stop giggling at the Obama posters. Soundtrack was pretty good too. Not a bad kid's film at all, may as well check it out.

Crossposted.

peace.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Out of Sight.

'Lo readers.

Right... where were we...

Since last week, haven't reaaally done much.

I did hit Traralgon, and it was dull.

Nothing else for the rest of last week is springing to mind. God help us all.

Synedoche New York - **1/2
Kaufman being Kaufman. Seemed to spend too long establishing a fairly normal world then just scrunching it up and throwing it away with no explanation. At all. Things just got so weird... Yeah. A bit of a struggle to get through, but pretty good by the end, I suppose.

On Friday night, went out with the usual suspects, saw the Cuzzy Bros again, met a new friend, had to laugh at the WKD promotion in Ringer's. Buy two, get a free turkey headdress. Jake liked it, at least. Meg, Jake, Sam and I rescued a pair of squalling kittens from the street, it was awesome. Sam's mum was not impressed. Meanwhile, back at the ranch (which I had to return to as I'd misplaced my bank card), Beardman was making Fraser, Shane and his new missus Jess look for his glasses in the rain around the fire. Strange. Returned home afterwards with Meg since she couldn't stay at Brad's, couldn't put her in the spare room as it was occupied. We lol'd.

Next day, not much going on, sat around watching the cricket all day. Hit the Star with Aiden for some pool, then visited Kas. Meh.

Then Sunday was work, got told to go to the christmas breakup at Bec's. Ok, says I. It was fun to hang with the chefs, who are all beerpong pros. Pete bet me soundly. I wish I could have stayed for a few more beers, but oh well.

Ran all the way across town in the rain to meet with the horde. Made it in time for the movie too.

Megamind - ****
It's an enjoyable Will Ferrel in Anchorman mode film. Cast was impressive, and the layering of the jokes was skilled, we couldn't stop giggling at the Obama posters. Soundtrack was pretty good too. Not a bad kid's film at all, may as well check it out.

Hit maccas afterwards, Denny explained that he was halfway through pimping his panel van, The Sex. Massive soundsystem, he promised. Today, he drove around to show it off. Very impressive.

Um. Bought myself a guitar because I am so very bored. I can play bits and pieces of songs, getting the hang of the thing. Give me another two years and I'll show you.

This week is all about christmas, I guess. I'll be posting again, then chucking up the movie list, then doing the wrapup early on christmas eve. I'm drafting it now, actually. Not sure what to write about, but we'll see.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Monday, December 13, 2010

And The Earth Shook.

'Lo all.

Still kicking, despite my best efforts.

What have we got...

I've been working a lot. Good thing and a bad thing. The company's worth sticking around for (Petro and Sammy the other day were hilarious and more than a little creepy), but goddamn I'm sick of functions. And people having lunch at 2pm. Stop doing that, all of you.

What else. Got my Ps, drove around happily in a raging thunderstorm listening to DFA79, then accidently nudged some guy's bumper. He was not happy. I was thoroughly amused. Had dinner at the Star that night to say goodbye to Potter. She's moving off to Ireland for a year, then NSW after that. Crazy. I've known her too long.

Next day, did an Aiden and just drove around for the drug run. Convenient. Then shackled into prizegiving, forced myself into uniform again. Snored through the actual thing. New school captains aren't particularly surprising. Once again Binks lost, but at least we didn't come last.

Friday night, work then drinking heavily. Pretty ordinary night, to be honest, chatted to April and Lucy in the Star before they got booted, then we ran into all these teachers. It's kind of bizarre getting a drunken hug off your year 2 teacher in a beer garden. As usual, Ringer's sucked. Saw a fight break out, laughed a lot at the stupid.

Saturday was quieter.

Ronin - ****
Not a bad action flick, definitely takes a couple of cues from the first Mission Impossible. Suffered from the whole "something exciting is happening, it should catch on fire" thing.

Then yesterday, had to start getting pumped. Naturally, this was done through waking up late and going to work without breakfast, so they donated hotcakes. Thanks lads.

Off to Isobelle's that evening, had a good chill sesh while waiting for some pizzas, then we devolved into mildly drunken shenanigans. Watched some films too, started off with Zombieland.

The Basketball Diaries - ***1/2
Reminded me a lot of Scar Tissue. Some pretty trippy sequences. Not bad at all.

Skipped From Dusk til Dawn on account of Tarantino's "acting", chatted to Aiden and Isobelle instead, then back in for Children of Men. As usual, it's depressing as hell. So, naturally, we finished off with Monty Python. Holy Grail. Good stuff at 4am. Crashed hard.

Was woken up three hours later by Tom yelling about his ATAR, then the girls all screaming when they jumped on the interbutt. Isobelle managed a 50 in english, well done. Denny and I, in our half-asleep states, could barely remember our student numbers. Either way, most of us got what we wanted, I think. I was expecting something between 80 and 85, and I got an 86.something. I'm very happy.

Then the ringarounds started, everyone had to know everyone else's scores. Not particularly interesting. James got dux, I think, with his 99.90, which is the second highest score you can get. Then we played Croc.

Aiden and I then tore off to maccas for food, and enjoyed many many burgers. Saw Fraser and Ryan. Went home, more fallout on facebook, don't care. Got some chips with Ryan to laugh about it all.

So yeah, now there's just one thing left, and that's the offers. Not for another month.

Tomorrow... nothing, I guess. Feel like a road trip. Maybe I'll go have a coffee in Traralgon or something, just cos I can.

Crossposted.

peace.

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

In the Loop.

'Lo all.

Still alive. Suck it.

Haven't reaaally done a lot since Thursday.

Friday night, went out, small crowd, saw a lot of other kids I haven't seen in a while. Most of the teenagers were still away, so it was a little strange. Denny and I walked Jess and Annie home then he collapsed in the spare room.

On Sunday, woke up at 4pm, went round to Denny's for another one of his movie nights. This time, no Emily to tape herself to the floor. We got through a tonne of films, played a little minecraft, girls seemed bemused. At the end of the seventh dvd, we realised it was daytime, and Denny's family would be up soon. Walked over to Ryan's for one more. We got through Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus, Evolution, Eddie Murphy's Delirious, The Fifth Element, Oldboy, The Men Who Stare at Goats, Eddie Murphy's Raw, then Easy A at Ryan's.

Crashed at 8 in the morning on Ryan's couch. Woken up briefly by his dog and brother. Annie and Isobelle then woke us up properly at 1. Not cool. Bummed around a a bit, then kids drifted off. Ryan and I watched one more film, then I headed home.

Yesterday, tried to stave off sleep.

Anyway, better catch up on things.

In Bruges - ****
Slow, but subtle and eventually just stupidly funny. Reminded me of Burn After Reading, but in Europe with insane Englishmen.

Nightwatch - *
Something must have been lost in translation here, it just didn't make sense and ended up being far too melodramatic. Trying too hard to be cool, with it's annoying cuts and metal soundtrack. Not really interested in watching the sequel either.

Mega Shark vs Giant Octopus - 1/2
Watch when inebriated. Only when inebriated. Nothing redeeming about this film apart from how unintentionally hilarious it is.

Raw & Delirious - ***1/2
Eddie Murphy used to be hilarious, what happened.

Easy A - ***
Decent story, very hot lead character, though predictable by the end. Sort of like a smarter Mean Girls. Still pretty funny.

Ghost World - **1/2
Ryan and I aren't sure about this one. On one hand, it's basically live action Daria, a listless musing about Gen X and how pointless it all is. One of those indie/oscarbait films. I mean, it was amusing sometimes. But it didn't really go anywhere. Which is probably what it aimed to do anyway.

In the Loop - ****
Again, a little slow, but it's very good if only for the foul-mouthed media guy. Worth seeing if you have patience, I guess.

Um. For the next three days I'll probably be drunk. I've been told I need to go to school on Thursday. Definitely not keen at all.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Derezzed.

'Lo all.

It's been a fair while.

My perception of time, and days, and things like that... it's all starting to go. I have gotten up at 5pm at least once. I'm currently in an awkward schedule of forcing (seriously) myself to sleep around probably 3 or 4, then waking up at 1 the next day. I'm worried that over time, things will get really weird, I'll go to sleep at dawn and wake up at night. But we've got a few days, I suppose.

So. In other news. World's all upside down and wrong, but we're laughing the whole way down at least.

Been out a couple of times, nothing particularly interesting. I got interrupted reading Anthony Kiedis' book at 2am by two drunk idiots and Denny, who proceeded to shout about certain women's tits extremely loudly, then rock out to Pearl Jam. I'd like to apologise to all the neighbours for that.

Next day, we got raped at work. It was Petro, Jordy and me against like a hundred old people when we were expecting fifty. Yeah. Fun. Aiden gave me a lift out to Sam's where we got a little drunk, played some Halo and zombie shooters, and made sure Patrick said an appropriate farewell before his campaign in Europe. Isaac may or may not have made out with the horse, which lead to him, Hayden and I searching the paddock for his phone the next morning.

The day after that, Meg persuaded us to go out to Kas and see the Cuzzy Bros. Not bad, but it was eerily quiet, and there's only so much acoustic psychedelia/Jacky J covers you can deal with. Still, they did a fine job, I'd see them again. Decided to go out properly the next night.

It rained. Wasn't bad, I suppose. Ended up in the back of Ringer's half watching soccer and trying to teach Jess how to play Pacman, I think. I was definitely drunk. Everyone started leaking out around 3, got out with Meg and swum our way back, dropped her off at her mate's place. It was pouring. Glass st was properly flooded. Worst part was, work in the morning. No hangover but I think each part of my body was shutting down over the day.

And I've watched a lot of movies.

Frost/Nixon - ****
Actually very gripping, but you end up wanting to punch Frost. Worth seeing if you're into this sort of intrigue crap, I guess.

Scott Pilgrim vs the World - **
One star of that is for the soundtrack exclusively. Very disappointing. No wonder it bombed, it was just all over the place, there's no audience for it to appeal to. It tries to be funny, but fails because it's Michael Cera. It tries to be an action flick, but fails because the concept of Michael Cera using kung fu/flaming lightsabers/hadouken/etc is just wrong. Also, the only bad guy who seemed interesting was finished very quickly. Tried to be a girly romance thing as well, which devolved into whininess. There is a problem in a film that revolves around getting a girl when the girl in questio is hot but just a terrible and unattractive person. Eternal Sunshine did the hair changing thing better. And the videogame references just seemed to be there. I mean, yeah it's cool, I suppose, but why? Not really that entertaining. Except the soundtrack.

Also found the Tron soundtrack by Daft Punk, every now and then there are these moments of just pure awesome. But it's still a film score, not another Discovery. Film looks pretty meh as well, to be honest.

Planet Terror - ***1/2
Watched this with Denny. Good for what it is, which is a wannabe b-movie about zombies with actual moviestars everywhere. Very stupid but pretty cool despite this.

No Country for Old Men - *****
Probably one of the best films I've seen this year, and I've seen a lot. Paced just right, lot of tension. Plus hell, killing someone with an oxygen bottle is cool.

Chopper - ***
Seemed too short, and jumped around too much. Not a bad film. Reminded me of bloody Underbelly a little. Still, hearing Sale mentioned is a little special.

Crank/Crank: High Voltage - **********
AAAH awesome purified. Gotta watch them one after the other though. Just so stupid, but it's actually good. Was expecting Richard D. James' limo to roll up and Windowlicker to start blaring at any moment as well, bonus star for that. Very good pair of films.

And I've still got three more to watch, plus the fourth season of 30 Rock, which I'm burning through.

Aren't I a productive citizen.

Tomorrow, chips, work, maybe karaoke, we'll see.

Also, BDO kiddies, apparently the timetable's up on Friday. Woot. So in for the Vines and Gareth Liddiard off the second announcement, btw.

Hell, this writing crap is cathartic.

Crossposted.

peace.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Valedictory, etc.

'Lo everyone.

Right. You'll never guess. I'm tired.

Haven't really done a lot this week.

Went to Annie's after a couple of games of pool with Denny, it was a girl's night but we were invited to "gatecrash". Wasn't too bad, I suppose.

Next day, valedictory practice, lot of standing around and walking in and out. Meh.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows pt 1 - ***1/2
Faithful to the book in that there's a lot of boring camping and angst. But some nice subtle humour, and the opening is very cool. I'd swap half the camping to fill in some more blanks though. Nick Cave on the soundtrack, my jaw dropped. Gets another star just for that. Hopefully when the next one comes out they'll have a back to back screening.

After that, Aiden, Pat, Denny and I headed down to maccas. Isaac bought a burger in his stormtrooper outfit (at the cinema we had a halo guy, Harry, Hermione and Ginny, and Aiden was Draco but with pink hair (?)), then ran for his train. We decided to build a burger from scratch after watching mudwrestling. Did not know that pickles cost 30c. Got threatened with being kicked out, so we tried again at KFC. Pat managed to score some free chips.

Next day, suit up after driving the beardmobile around, meet everyone else. Most of the girls scrub up pretty good, as usual, except for the oompa loompas. Denny had a top hat. Service thing was dull, off to the hall. So hungry. Got some free food, listened to the speeches (they mentioned me and Ms Kulkewicz's adventures in year eight, and embarrassed the chaplain by mentioning April and Jasper's chapel exploits). Got a free Zeppelin book.

Hung around afterwards drinking beer and getting bloody photos taken. Ducked out around eleven to meet with everyone else at the pub. On the way, Isaac and Hayden got a talking to by some coppers for running around with a trolley. Isaac then shouted that they should find some real crime, like Scooby Doo and Batman. Hopefully they didn't hear him.

Get to the Star since Jack's is packed, jagerbombs, get some underagers in to have a look, then over to Jack's to hear the band murder the Violent Femmes and awkwardly make eye contact with the teachers who had also sought refuge there. More kids got kicked out, not cool I guess.

Kas next, Tom decided to hang around with Isobelle and his milk, caught up with Bernice and Clare and everyone else, and briefly saw my St Pat's buddies. Guy with a guitar was rocking some Chilli Peppers. Pretty meh. Saw Daewoo and Georgia, then headed out again to Ringadings.

By this time, I think we were all very drunk. Saw Skot and Cheesy, had a good discussion, and then Cheesy's mum. Danced, laughed at the stupid pickups occuring, and drunk an awful lot.

Suddenly it was 4am and the bouncers started kicking everyone out, so we left. Made sure Daewoo staggered to the motel, then made the long walk home. Everyone else seemed to get home ok, which is good. Walk in the door, flick on the lights, and Tom's on my floor and Isobelle's on my couch. Hurm.

Get up around 930, make sure Tom got to the train station, and practically collapsed. Isobelle and I found some breakfast, deconstructed the night before, then she nicked off. Caught up with Ryan and Bernice, who both had 4am maccas runs.

Bad Boy Bubby - ****
Deliriously twisted. Just when you think it can't get any weirder, it does. Very Australian too, plus the by the end the band was practically The Birthday Party. Good film, but definitely not for the faint hearted.

Tomorrow is probably work.

And so ends my time at Gippsland Grammar. Finally.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

*vaguely media related title*

'Lo everyone.

Title's a cop out because I'm tired, sue me.

Feels good to have finished secondary school properly, I must say.

So, since we last spoke, I've hit Ringer's twice, watched a film or two, and smashed media. Plus I may have had a couple of people around to celebrate said smashing.

Diana and PD came home Friday, which was awesome. Good to catch up, Demps is getting way taller.

Went out Friday with Steve, Meg and Jake, we ran into Gavin at Jack's, which was surprising but awesome. He was out with the outdoor ed people, and all of them were recovering from a week spent with the year nines. Poor bastards. Wasn't a bad night, I suppose, lot of St Pats kids out.

Next day, hit the study. Watched Slumdog. So sick of that film. Watched Rage, two of my favourite songs were on. Angus and Julia Stone were predictably stoned on the couch. Got a call from Meg and Jess, figured I was bored, briefly visited Ringer's again and met some bloke called Brad who had his eye on Meg ("dude, you're cool... you got to go to school with these chicks? woah... dude, you're cool..." repeat ad nauseum). I extricated myself soon after, went home, slept in, and did even more study. Guess who's sick of Guess Who's Coming to Dinner. Found a cover of Portishead's Glory Box by Powderfinger. Actually kinda cool.

Then Monday, watched Snatch, headed down to school, caught up with some kids, then once more into the breach. Couple of questions were a little iffy but I think I recovered alright. Everyone was just happy to get it all done, cept Ruby and Belle since they've got one more. Headed down the street with Oliver, then cleaned up the shed and sorted out the yard as people started arriving.

Diverse crowd, but it was fun until after midnight. I think they had a good night. Since we were double booked, Fraser and a horde of year nines in suits and makeup briefly dropped in, stood around awkwardly looking at us drunken year twelves lounging around the fire, then most of them left. Fraser's closer friends, who I figure are probably sane, stuck around for a while. Still very amusing.

Had a thrilling game of boxhead, then things started winding down, and there was whinging and depression and puking and whatever. Shouldn't be so meh, I suppose, but screw it. Eventually, it ended up with Pat and I yelling about music and singing along to Muse songs while Denny, Jess, Sam and Dayne played the n64. Jess pwned at marioparty, very amusing. Then Pat and Sam went for a maccas run and we watched The Mummy. Managed to sit through all of it too.

This morning, staggered awake, made sure the kids who stayed over were alive and got to whereever they needed to be, then cleaned up the yard (surprisingly little mess, just a crapton of bottles), and headed down the street for supplies.

Had a driving lesson when I recovered, I really really need to get my Ps, then checked out some suits for the valedictory (more than almost any time, I am reminded why being a stick figure sucks). Kinda accidently bought another season of 30 Rock, and hit Video Ezy like a freight train.

The Fountain - **1/2
Trippy visuals, but it makes no sense on first viewing and really seems to go nowhere. I think there's a five minute sequence towards the end that would work as a Tool video. Reminded me of Requiem for a Dream messed up with Splice. Still interested in seeing Black Swan and whatever Aronofsky salvages out of Wolverine. Interesting director, I'll give him that.

Btw, the stupid on facebook is goddamn toxic, you should be ashamed of yourselves.

Now, dear readers, what do I do. There's a few things that need to be done, but not much to write about. I don't want to put the blog on hiatus, but neither do I want to write every day about nothing. Hurm. See what happens.

This week has the new Harry Potter film come out (for some reason we're going as breakfast???) and the valedictory, then Brad's on Saturday. Got a lot of stuff to sort out. Hurm.

Oh well.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Caged and Frozen Still.

'Lo all.

It's been a while, I suppose.

I'm sick, I've got a cold, it sucks. Unfortunately, this saps motivation to study. Not good.

In the last week I've watched too many movies, and gotten myself properly addicted to 30 Rock. Which is also not good in an exam situation.

Anyway. Spent most of the week recovering and idling, went over some practice exams, usual drill. And thanks Threadless for the cheap hoodies, liking the White Stripes one.

Se7en - ****
A little predictable towards the end. A fun ride, very gorey, nice soundtrack, Morgan Freeman. Can definitely see the development Fincher had between this and Fight Club.

I should really go see the Social Network, shouldn't I.

The Men Who Stare at Goats - ***1/2
This is a very silly film. But hey, it's my kind of silly. Only problem is it seems to double back on itself and it kind of goes nowhere. But I can't argue with the main premise, which is all the crazy government conspiracies about weird crap in the military. Surprisingly awesome film.

I probably watched some other films, I don't really remember. Days are starting to blend in on each other again, not good. Need to snap out of it.

Today was hell. Woke up late, went over some historian quotes (useless, in the end), go to ride to school, and the bike has a goddamn flat tyre. I suppose it's the first one in almost six months, but still! Walk to school, meet up with the history kids, start bouncing off walls.

First question was about WW1. Soooo gooooood. I reckon I smashed it, except I kind of barely mentioned historiography in the essay. Still. Expecting higher than 40 for history. Well. Hoping.

After that, chatted to Emily, Isobelle and Annie about hot actresses, grabbed a crapton of maccas, then got a lift home to get work stuff. Rush back down the street, I'm told I'm not needed til sevenish. Goddamn.

So I spent an hour catching up with Meg and Jess and Jess'ss airconditioned house. They were watching Mean Girls. So much more respect for that movie now that I know Tina Fey wrote it, and The Janitor's in it.

Then back to work. And we got hit fairly hard, it was a RAAF function. Still, kept on top of it, Sammy helped out too, it was awesome. Wish I had more of that chicken though.

Walk home, everyone else is at the cinema, and planning on heading out. I got no booze, and no ride out to Longford, and I'm hitting the pub tomorrow night anyway, I think. Stayed home and watched a doco about Powderfinger, which wasn't bad.

Tomorrow is my day off before hardcore media revision. I will spend it watching 30 Rock. No regrets.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

I Drink Your Milkshake.

'Lo all.

As usual, I'm very tired.

So, yesterday, got up late, decided to avoid study until Monday, and did next to nothing all day. And it was glorious.

Headed down to Jack's to catch the live band with Denny and Emily, then everyone else turned up. Denny's hair had been straightened, he looked like an emo Beatle. Annie and Emily spectacularly lost a game of pool after just one shot (that takes skill).

Since that was dull, headed across the road to the Star and chilled on the couches with JAGERBOMBS. Had a game of pool with Pat's rules while some other people put Miley Cyrus on the jukebox. Bastards.

Kas next. Pretty dead. Floor was too sticky. So, again, chilled on couches, said hi to Goody and Lester, then we got bored again. Denny, Sam and I went to Legends to say hi to Jason while the girls went to Ringer's. Sam won ten bucks from a pokie machine. Visited maccas on our way to back. We had an indepth discussion about something, I can't remember. The crazy bitch on the door let me in this time. Strange.

Walk in, see Mewha, and we catch up. Spent half the night perched next to a barrel laughing at random crap and dancing with Alison to that damned Dynomite song. Got nicely tanked. Very amusing evening. Annie and Bernice were trashed at lights, so Sam and I walked them home, then crashed at like 4.

This morning, I woke up at like 7 still wasted, which is not a comfortable feeling. Finally woke up again at like 1230, Sam haunted the spare room til about 2, then got a lift down the street. Haven't really done much since.

There Will Be Blood - ****1/2
Woah. The pacing's a little off, sometimes it just seems to drag, but woah. The last scene. Creepy, creepy preachers. Excellent film.

Tomorrow, work. Joy.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Good Night, and Good Luck.

'Lo all.

Oh, what's that literature? You wanted the crap kicked out of you? Well, I guess I'm not doing anything else at the moment...

It's done. And done so hard. Man. Passages were a lot easier than I was expecting. Went in chilled, agonised over Keats, but then wiped the floor with Hedda. Feels good man. Went out smiling, chatted briefly to Dosser, who figured it was a "fair" exam, then down the street for chips and deconstruction with Ryan and Emily. Best chips ever.

Hit Jack's with Emily after for a game of pool or three, since she had such a great time just chilling in there with Denny earlier in the week. She tried Guiness, and enjoyed it.

Good Night, and Good Luck - *****
Woah. Understated but awesome film. It just builds tension so well, even though you know what's going to happen. Tony Stark and wife plot seemed a bit tacked on, but still. The ending seemed genuinely powerful, and hell, I agreed with what he was saying. One for the Mad Men fans, this is right up your alley.

And now here I am. I have nothing to do for a week, other than revise for history. Gonna try Ringer's again tomorrow night. Meh.

Crossposted.

peace.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

1000 Fold.

'Lo everyone.

I wish I had more interesting things to write about, but I don't.

I wrote a lot of essays over the last few days. It's not fun having to churn them out.

Maths exam Monday and today. Had to take a couple of guesses, but it all turned out alright. Confident.

Can't say the same for lit, but I'm going to go in and do my best, etc, etc.

Anyway. Time to rock n roll tomorrow. Then pub to celebrate. And chips. Best chips I'll have ever had.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Friday, October 29, 2010

It's Evolution, Baby.

'Lo all.

Posting after two beers. Sue me.

It's been a week. I've actually been forcing myself not to post. I figure that if I did write anything, it'd be ultimately pretty pointless and mind-numbingly dull. But I think I need the catharsis, or maybe I'm just so stuck in the routine. I don't know. It's been a crazy week.

I don't remember a lot, so here's a highlights reel.

Sunday I went to work, it's only Sammy and Jordz now, poor bastards. Still, now I have a regular Sunday shift, which is good.

It Might Get Loud - ****
Much like watching Dave Grohl playing with JP Jones and Jimmy Page, it was so cool to see Jack White meeting his hero and playing along with him. Dunno about The Edge, it seemed that his bit was always "I push a lot of buttons and play simple riffs". They needed more time on Jimmy, especially at Headley Grange. The Levee Breaks bit was insane, and the last jam, over In My Time of Dying, was incredible. Worth watching, if you're a fan.

Um.

Tried a MegaMac, just cos I was bored. It's not that great.

Went to school on Tuesday. Saw Dosser, she helped me a bit, and Mr Brennan. It was bizarre. I feel like I don't fit in anymore.

Been doing plenty of study too. Lots of bio practice exams.

Today, went to school early, spent an hour in the shade going over revision cards, then everyone started arriving and we went in. Jesus. It was all too quick. Smashed the short answer, then the multiple choice. I found myself finished just after 50m. So, I had about half an hour to go back and check every damn question, then get bored out of my skull.

Afterwards, headed to the show with Jess and Jordan, they went on one crappy ride, then back to the chicken shop. It was good, so relaxing. I will miss this shop, and intend on visiting it a lot in the few months I have left. We went back to the show, met with Kelly and Denny, then Sam, Jane and Eliza, hit the Cha Cha (still fun, after all these years), some crazy boat ride (with STROBES EVERYWHERE, but it was too slow). Made Eliza go on the giant drop, then fireworks, and then the big import for this year, this arm that rotated little arms with people on them. It was good fun, since it felt like you were barely strapped in, and you were ten metres high rolling around. Good views of everything. I did it twice.

After that, pretty dull. Jess, Jordan and I joined a big group of teenagers all heading in the same direction, apparently because there was a fight or something further up, but it ended up being just a big loop around the sideshows, pretty funny. Jordan got some fairy floss, met Sam again, and we fed it to her. Got a lift home with Sam, and noticed that Giant Arm Spin ride was broken, stranding two dozen people up in the air upside down. We lol'd.

Head home, head down the street, meet up with everyone at Kasbah, but it's dead, so we decide to go to Ringer's. Stupid bouncer lady wouldn't let me in, even though she's done it before. What gives. Do I really look that young? That's soul-crushing stuff.

So, miserably headed to maccas, but everyone else caught up, met Jess, Jake got drivethru, then walked back to Kas as it had more life. Jenny and Emily tore up the dancefloor, Annie and I chatted, and I saw G Brewer. Awesome, I suppose. When they headed out to Ringer's I went home. Screw it.

Anyway. Pretty depressing, to be honest, but better to be kind of down and not get into a crappy nightclub than fail an exam and get stuck upside down, I suppose. Gotta stay positive.

Tomorrow is essay writing time. If I can get two done, I'll be happy. I'll post again more often, it's probably healthier.

Crossposted.

Anyway, the end.

Friday, October 22, 2010

That's It.

'Lo all.

My face is finished, my body's gone, and I can't help that standing up here in front of all this applause, and gazin down at all the young and the beautiful with their questioning eyes, that above all things OMG WE'RE DONE.

Woah.

But seriously, (thankyou Mr Cave), I am dead tired, so I might be a little brief. But we have so much to cover.

Yesterday. Dragged myself awake, as usual. Didn't feel any different til I finished my coffee. Get to school, lot of shouting. Kids are pumped already.

First class was lit, and we finished the last poem. Feels good man.

Then our last ever maths class. Mr Brennan gave us some sage advice about the exam, and then we got a photo of the class. Damn camera decided to crap out on me for the first time today.

Then our last ever recess, printed out some concept posters, then enjoyed the sunlight and kicking a soccerball around.

Last ever lit class, we got cake, a photo with Dosser, and then terrified her when we tried to play lit celebrity heads, and failed miserably. Well, at least we know we have to study, especially so we know at least the name of every ode we studied, right Isobelle?

Off to bio, got chocolate, went through more practice exam. I'm confident for bio.

At lunch, we got free pasta, then rushed off to the basketball courts for our very last game of soccer ever. And it was so much fun. We had Gavin kicks, girls who stood in the middle getting hit, vuvuzelas everywhere. It was so damn hot, so we were exhausted by the end, but goddamn. I'll miss this the most, I think.

History next, and we went over another exam. Mr Ries then told us we were awesome, and we all hugged him and Asad the token year eleven. He is a great teacher, and Pat and I are pumped to have him on our table for valedictory.

Then our last class ever (!), media, watched some of the finished films. Geordie's claymation is excellent, and Ruby's has an awesome soundtrack. We had to run then, get back onto the quad.

It was pandemonium. Emily grabbed me, we swapped uniforms in the crowded girl's toilets, then ran back out for the big circle and countdown. I burnt out my airhorn, totally worth it. You don't even hear the bell, you're screaming that much. Found a vuvuzela in the ensuing mosh, had so much fun. Eventually got on Tom's shoulders and the party kept going in the year twelve area. Ecstatic, cept I cut my lip on the damn cheap plastic vuvuzela, but still!

Rushed home with my almost overflowing bag, then off to work. Finished the first half of my run in about half an hour, then the girls let me go, saying they'd to the other half. Awesome. Went home, showered, gathered my supplies, then the Beardman and I dropped off more junk for Pat's Trash Fort. Headed to maccas once Ms Henry shut down Aiden's balloon inflation operation (they managed around 700 balloons in an hour, they reckon), then joined the crowd for the party buses.

All the way to Ameilia's, we sung. Very loudly. Even if we didn't know the words. Might have pissed everyone off, but it was fun. Got there, nice place, put up the tent with Isaac and Hayden, then got into it. Three large bottles of bourbon and coke later, things are a little confusing. Full moon, good omen. Scotty D and Andrew were DJing, and they did a fine job except for repeating the same half dozen songs all night. Gavin and Tabby, it's about time. Not sure what Isaac was doing in my tent for much of the night. Patrick got extremely wasted, and when we tried to help him, first he started breakdancing on his back on rocks, then he tried to jump a fire barrel and hurt his ankle. We told him to sit out, and he tried his hardest to get back into the mosh. I remember dancing with Aiden and Isobelle to Daft Punk, which was awesome. Chatted to Ameilia about going to Laneway next year, as the lineup is that good. It was amusing to see who picked up whom. And Millsy and his glowsticks. What a hero.

Anyway, it hit about 1am, and kids realised they were going dry. I know I was at that stage. So kids started going home, and I was not intoxicated enough to want to stick around, grabbed a lift with Dayne in his massive 4WD through the fog. Wiffy and Tori begged me to let them use the tent, so I left it with them for the night. Got home about 130.

Oh god. Forcing myself up at 630 was painful. Quick shower, found out what everyone else was up to, then started walking down to Pat's, Aiden gave me a lift. Got all the shenanigans stuff out, chucked it next to my locker, and raided the year nine centre with silly string, chalk and little green army men. While that was occuring, Mr Brennan's bike was hoisted up the flagpole, and Cumpster, Julian, Dayne and I gladwrapped the quad and graffitied with the chalk. We got free breakfast, chicken and bacon burgers cooked by the teachers, that was cool. About 830, the rest of the school was eyeing the Trash Fort with unease, and we had to head off to the hall for the chapel service.

They played Bon Jovi. Dude. Seriously. We roared the first hymn, we cried when the younger kids cried about their siblings and said how much they'd all miss Tahlia Deschepper (??), then we messed up the words to the second hymn. Classy as hell.

We had nothing to do after that, so we drifted around to the trash fort and sat in the sun wondering what to do until recess. We got free food in the staff room, and all the homeroom teachers said their last goodbyes, Mrs Ripon nearly cried, but we gave her a big hamper of coffee, and a card with David Lee Roth from Isobelle. We lol'd.

After grabbing some tubs off Beardman, headed to the hall for rehearsal for the assembly. It was hot and dull and everyone just wanted to get out. Plus the sound system seemed to be sucking arse, that was a little amusing.

So then suddenly, it was lunchtime. Dayno, Tom and I sorted out all the supplies, then changed into my Jesus outfit and loaded the supersoaker. We had a ball. Slidey thing, giant wadey pool, and waterbombs dropping everywhere. At one stage, someone (Walshy?) grabbed a bean bag from the fort and popped it, spilling thousands of bean bag beans into the pool, which then stuck to everyone. Awesome. We dropped the ping pong balls as Tom pushed Louise around in the little plastic car, which then caused a storm of little kids to run in and steal them all. Shot a lot of people in the head. Saw some suspicious looking year nines hanging around our lockers when I went to put my camera away.

Anyway. Then it was time to clean up, so we did. Went to get changed, boy's toilets is covered in spraypaint, teachers were coming in pissed. Wasn't us, we were too busy making a mess of each other on the quad.

Then the assembly. We got mortarboard hats which looked ridiculous, and it was all good up to the point where What Is Love stopped and we were all on stage. The mics during the Diama's performance kept screwing up, the rap was too quiet, and the mics did not fix themselves for Amanda and Bree's song. We danced ridiculously, then Oliver and Jenny sung a Lionel Richie song (pretty funny). A quick slideshow that ended very abruptly, then we all screamed Always and practically ran out of the hall with our balloons. Not the best final assembly. At all. A little bit of a disaster.

Anyway, we quickly distanced ourselves and released our balloons, then packed up and hugged and such. Put all my stuff in the Beardmobile, then walked down the street with Sarah and Cameron dissecting the day. Got chips with Denny, Kelly, Ryan and Julian, chatted more, then got a lift home with Julian. I've been checking the news since then, staving off sleep.

So yeah. That's my secondary schooling 90% done, just got exams over the next month to look forward to. First up is biology, but that's next week. Unless something cool happens between then and now, I'm taking a break, going to study and sleep. Mainly sleep.

Crossposted.

peace and love to all of the Class of 2010.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Last Days.

'Lo all.

Man, it's getting scary now.

Go to school, give the helicopter to Aiden, who was impressed, then first up was media. Smashed a couple of questions. Media was good, I'll miss it.

Then our very last spare. Sarah and Potter didn't believe me when I said I didn't want children. But then, world's probably going to end when Palin and the Tea Party get elected, who cares.

Not much going on at recess, then maths. Gotta get pumped about this exam.

Then lit, still going through the last poem.

Got changed into my Jesus outfit, met Batman, a pair of storm troopers, Anakin Skywalker (with an Iron Man mask), and a Tisdall kid with a Blundell cape, and jumped on the bus with Ms Dyke's fixed smile. We got to the park and announced that us idiots were representing Grammar. Run itself was alright, Tom was right behind me the whole damn time. Bastard didn't even have to run, he wasn't in the team, he just wanted something to do at lunchtime, I guess. Anyway, we crossed the line at the same time, then Jake, Sam, and Aiden. Pat's team came in next, and they kicked our arse. The holes that Hayden had cut into his suit were threatening to sever his nipples. Good run, got free food, then back on the bus. I decided to continue wearing the beard.

Sorting out more than a hundred kids to all sing a song and dance is difficult. Especially when most of us would just start singing randomly anyway. Sat out for the dance until the end, then decided to screw it and join in anyway. Pat's rap needs polishing, but it's damn funny.

After school, more stuff. Denny and I had to pick up liquor, then saw the rest buying nerf guns and silly string. Had chips, Isaac shot passerbys when he worked out his silly string can worked (he accidently shot Denny in the face first). Then headed back to the park with Aiden and heard the results for Lap the Lakes, we came third and got best dressed, but they stuffed it up, so maybe we came fourth. Either way, we got two mugs each.

Back home, haven't done a lot. Got BDO tickets for Alice and Tess, and watched the IT Crowd. Taking a brief break from study, I'll be diving back into it on Sunday afternoon.

Tomorrow, last full day of school ever. Oh boy. Then things get good. No post until possibly Saturday night, I'll be sure to take photos though.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Rollin and Scratchin.

'Lo everyone.

Last Tuesday. Yew.

It's starting to get irritating. I'm waking up early and dragging myself into the cold just for more practice exams. I know I should be grasping these opportunities, but I'm just forcing myself to it. I'm looking forward to the flexibility in study next week.

Anyway. Get to school, history first up, another timeline. Gotta know the historiography though, argh.

Then media. Watched a making of thing for Guess Who's Coming to Dinner. Meh.

Recess was slow. Off to maths, went over more practice exam. Oh well. When Brennos free I'll ask how to work my calculator.

Bio next, such fun. We had a free lunch at Clap Daddy's Palace after that. Julian and Oliver stole a lot of cans of coke. Nice place. We got little membership cards, as we're the new Old Scholars, as Millsy pointed out. Joy. Looking forward to the reunion in ten years.

Lit next. Ms Dosser was in a good mood. Enjoyable lesson smashing the fifteenth and last poem. Even if we only got two lines in.

In spare, crashed next to Sarah as Leighton dropped in, swapped a few stories, then Gavin managed to cram his newspaper into a pencil case. Spectacular.

After school, went down the street. Bought more ping pong balls, and Aiden got a little helicopter. I've been... modifying it this evening. Also had what are probably the last after-school chips with Denny ever. A little sad, since there was no gravy.

Repo Men - ****
Except for the laggy middle bit, OH GOD HOLY AWESOME. It's like a Guy Richie film crossed with Daybreakers. The opening was excellent, I liked all the subtle bits, and the ending was literally mindblowing. The hallway fight scene with the hammer reminded me of Oldboy, made me smile. Go see it, good film.

Tomorrow, last Wednesday. Going to beat Pat with the rest of Team Mongoose in Lap the Lakes in my Jesus outfit, then a preview of the Badass Bards' new rap. Should be fun.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Monday, October 18, 2010

This Is A Weeping Song.

'Lo all.

Damn. Last Monday of high school ever.

Anyway. I've just spent about an hour now with this window open, and about thirty tabs with youtube going. I just lost all that time. Still. Live Beth Gibbons (!), Desert Sessions, Nick Cave (drug-addled), Smashing Pumpkins... I guess it's a little worth it.

So today was pretty slow, a little depressing, but goddamn. Last Monday. Had to keep it in mind.

First up on this most glorious of days was bio. Started out promising, then we had a surprise practice exam, and they didn't tell me when reading was over. Meh. Trudged through it.

Then maths. Finished going over the last practice exam. It's getting a little repetitive. I must have been tired, there were two questions that were so ridiculously easy I just skipped over them. Stupid mistakes, stupid mistakes...

Not much going on at recess, as usual. Went to double history, sat down and smashed the bastard. Still not enough historiography, but we'll see how it goes.

At lunch we kicked a stress ball around after taking a photo of some horses. Not The Horse (hallowed be thy name), but some white horses in a paddock near the clothing store. We'll catch The Horse though.

Off to media, got another practice exam back (SICK OF THEM!), did alright. Apparently I got the prize for media this year, which is weird since Emma beat me in all the SACs and stuff. Hurm.

Had a look at the photography competition ("I TOOK OUT ALL THE COLOURS EXCEPT THIS BIT HERE TO MAKE IT DEEP AND MEANINGFUL I AM A PHOTOGRAPHER LOL"), then off to spare. Girls were whinging so I slept.

After school, went down the street with Denny, we bought 15 vuvuzelas and a buttload of other stuff, then hit maccas before grabbing a Jesus costume for me. Massive beard, and a robe for a five year old that goes to my knees. Should be fun. Checked out all my kit back home, nerf gun, super soaker, vuvuzela, airhorn, chalk, screamer balloons, bubble sword, silly string gun. Muckup day's going to be fun. Just gotta find some more ping pong balls, then get the giant poster of Hayden printed.

Tomorrow is the last Tuesday ever (getting a little repetitive). Not going to be fun, I haven't finished a lit essay yet.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

Last Spring Concert ever.

'Lo all.

Right. Yesterday was raining all the damn time. Like, I woke up, it was raining, get to school, still raining, rained all day, rained when the bell went, rained at the concert, and only stopped when we got out. Not cool.

Also, this was our last Friday of school ever. Weird.

Anyway. Lift to school, bio first up, did the second half of the practice exam. Had to mark it, wasn't too bad, I guess. Going to do a million soon though, which I'm definitely looking forward to.

Then history, smashed a French timeline. Still not properly confident yet, but I need historiography more than anything else.

Had to run to media at recess, practice exam. Decided to test some different ideas out, wrote about juggalo culture because it's in the news. Meh. Wonder what the mark will be.

Not much going on at lunchtime, and since it was freezing cold and still pouring, went upstairs with Denny and Ryan. The girls were practicing the dance. Good entertainment.

Then a spare. Sarah got sick of Camp Rock, so played MY damn solitaire while everyone whinged about psychology and cats.

Finally maths. Got our marks back. I passed. Better than the last one. Just lost marks on stupid little mistakes which I'll work on before the real deal.

After school, headed down the second hand joint with Denny, tested out a buttload of cheap tiny nerf guns and found ONE that worked. Got a lift back, then cleaned out the shed. Hurm.

Off to the spring concert, room 40 smelt like bacon cooked in piss (the girls tell me it smelt like something else, something much worse), so we chilled outside in the rain. Smashed the performance. Last one ever. Woo. Then got a fancy certificate and fancy pen, and Jake, Aiden and Pat (or, the Badass Bards, as they prefer to be known) rapped about Ivo and Mr C. Very amusing.

After that, back to my place, kids trickled in, once everyone arrived we cleared the coffee table and tried to explain the rules for Boxhead. And we got very drunk. Polished off a bottle of mead and a half between us. By about 2, Isobelle had crashed, Beardman was giving Ryan and Aiden his moonshine, Claire, Annie and I were wasted on the couch, Dayne was kicking arse at Smash Bros, and Pat rolling around apologising, while hitting on Fraser, who had stayed up for the hilarity. We sung (a lot), we cried, we stayed up late. Fun night. Got a couple of calls from Bernice as well, who was on the fence with Megan and Emma at Tame Impala. Very lucky.

Then this morning, Claire and Isobelle had to go visit Ms Dosser, so we all got up early. Watched a lot of rage while we waited for the parentals.

Didn't do much after that. Watched Children of Men, which I have missed, went over some historiography for history, and put off doing a lit exam. I'll do it tomorrow.

Right now my sisters are arguing over Jurassic Park. I don't think they understand the third film yet. Suddenly everything is a mutant! Still a crap film :(

Tomorrow, lit practice, sleep. Meh.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Thursday.

'Lo all.

Hell.

I suppose today wasn't too bad, all up. Got to school and saw Caroline, who said she was disappointed in me for quitting band. Hurm. Then a surprise meeting about muckup day, and we all voted for Always because apparently Tribute is inappropriate. Slept through chapel, and Pat had to apologise for rapping. It's all bull. "If you want to do something different, ask the chaplain first, (so he can say no)".

Anyway, bio, practice exams. So sick of them already. Squished the multiple choice.

After recess was double spare, and it was our last one ever, so we had a party, with fairy floss and little cans of coke and clinkers and musical chairs and limbo. We had a look at the slideshows for muckup day, and thankfully I'm barely in them. It was good fun, even though we were missing Gavin and Georgia. They were with us in spirit.

At lunch, not a lot happened. Sat around the table getting pumped about Ameilia's next week.

History was slow, Pat decided to speak gibberish for a lesson. I should really get around to finishing a practice exam or something. Meeh. Not enough motivation yet. Not in classtime, when I know I can't get it finished.

Off to lit, where Dosser told us about how to structure things. It's a shame a lot of it is vague, unlike history. We get told to evoke the text and stuff, and I just don't know I'll be able to do it well enough. Hurm.

Go home, go back down the street for work. Bossman says he might be able to find some work for me in January, which is good. Not so good, one of my regulars died. The husband just looked so crushed. Then I nearly got hit by a (hopefully unrelated) hearse. Bit of a shock. Go to Ken's since I was in the neighbourhood, catch up with Josh, who'd just popped his concert cherry by seeing Paramore (...). Ken had a black box. Wish I had more money.

Home, cleaned out shed a bit, chainsawed up some wood (a little unnecessary, but still), and then a Dylan Moran live show was on tv. Pat is a comedic genius, he's using the Old Spice ad to sell his textbooks. I've already sold one of mine, which is good, I suppose.

Tomorrow will be our last Friday of school ever. Media practice exam, then spring concert, then some kids might come around. Should be fun. Probably won't be a post.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

I Fought Pirahnas.

'Lo all.

Today was cold and wet and it just didn't stop. What the balls.

This morning, wore a suit to school, explained to everyone that it was International Suit Up Day, then Pat, Sam and Aiden arrived. Yes, we looked a little ridiculous, but it was damn classy. Ms Henry was not amused and told us to get changed. Oh well. A little bit of fun.

First up was bio, got 39/40 on my last SAC because we were allowed to take the answers in, and I still haven't gotten my practice exam back. Hurm.

Then media. Went over more social values stuff. I'm not looking forward to this exam, it just seems so vague.

Recess was meh.

In history, got a buttload of practice exams to do during SWOT Vac. Joy.

Then lit. No Ms Dosser, so I chilled with the spare kids.

At lunch, the new house captains got announced, looks like Binks will go alright in Adam's capable hands. Didn't do much after that, shipped off to maths as it started raining and a jet went past.

Smashed the maths practice exam, where I got stuck and ran out of time on the two last questions. Oh well. I know where to improve now.

After school, watched Slumdog Millionaire and ate half of Geordie's cake. It dragged on and on and on though.

Haven't done much since I got home. Don't really plan to change that. This new Daft Punk stuff I've found is insane.

Tomorrow's our last chapel ever, thank gawd.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Ten Thousand.

'Lo readers.

Last night I could barely sleep. Had this weird dream. I swear it was lucid or something. Suffocating like sleep paralysis but I wasn't awake, because I woke up. It was bizarre. Couldn't sleep after that.

So today sucked. Had to sit up the front in our last assembly, had to go on stage to pick up a Distinction in Cross Country (and yet nothing for music?). Lot of kids got certificates. A guy from the RAAF talked for ages about the importance of education then gave Kyna a laptop. He said that when he's in front of a large crowd he tends to go on and on. We were not surprised when he then did so.

Then a spare. Slept. Seriously.

Off to media, went over some social values stuff. I should be doing more questions.

Not much went on at recess, as usual.

Then double maths, had a practice exam. Smashed it. A lot easier than the formal one we did the other week.

Lunch. Not much to do, so Pat and I went up to watch the lacrosse grand final that Sam was playing in. Pretty funny watching them all skid around in their socks. Then Meg and Jess arrived shooting silly string. Decided to evacuate pretty quickly, then Hayden and Pat found a box full of discuses. So, naturally, they had a rolling competition. The little kids who were there for athletics were not amused.

Double lit. Got results back about our last SAC. I passed, so I'm happy. Spent a lesson going over Lauren's SAC (it was her birthday too, Happy Birthday!), then some Hedda readings. Still not confident, but I guess we can only improve.

After school, went down the street with Ryan, Denny and Sam, had some chips with Geordie and Emily, and started buying more supplies for muckup day. Got about 50 ping pong balls, a Nerf Maverick, some chalk, and streamers. Denny picked up some spinning top thing that was littered with glorious Engrish. On the back, it stated how the toy was good for "harmonising the two hands" and being good for "child brains". "BURN THE WIND!"

Went home, I've just been shooting this damn Nerf gun. I'm going to have some fun on muckup day with it, but I need more darts. Hurm. Also, my iPod's being a whiny little bitch and refusing to hook up with my computer. What gives? Haven't I given you everything? I just want to chuck on another gig...

Tomorrow is going to suck.

Crossposted.

Anyway, the end.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Recoiled.

'Lo readers.

Mmmmrrrrrrrr. More tired today than I was yesterday, and I went to bed early, what gives.

Woke up late, off to school, gave Meg a USB, got one off Annie full of photos to sort out.

First up was bio, everyone got their practice exams back except me, because it got lost. I am disappoint.

Lit next, finished St Agnes. Bit of a struggle but we got there in the end, and half the class had nicked off to the Junior School for one last time.

Fairly quiet at recess. My kingdom to be able to sleep instead.

In history we smashed a Russia timeline. Chatted to Steve about future plans, criminology definitely sounds interesting. Got some twisted question to write about, so Isobelle jumped me.

Then maths, did a bit more work. Still not feeling particularly motivated, but we've got a practice exam tomorrow and Wednesday.

At lunch, we gave Meg her iPod, then went upstairs to argue with everyone about muckup day. I told kids to help back me up, but there wasn't much going on. Some stuff got sorted, I am beginning to not care. I mean, in a couple of months, I'll never have to see these people again. We'll be singing Tribute either way, dammit.

Since Ms Taylor was away, had a spare, sorted out all the photos from Bernice, Pat, Annie and I. There's some good ones, some awful ones, and a lot of mine that got stolen. I probably should have said something. I'll swap them for the original big high quality versions. Not envying Bernice and Sarah Ryan's job with sorting out all the million photos they'll get for these slideshows. As long as some of mine get in. Had a second spare after that, Gavin flicked a lot of pens at Sarah. She wasn't happy with him, especially when she realised throwing more at him meant he'd flick more back.

After school was band, Mr C was stressed because we all suck. Next week is party though. Bernice found some cheap ping pong balls, which I'll buy tomorrow. Then Ryan rocked up at home, and gave me his belated birthday present that about a dozen other kids chipped in for, which was a GIANT beer stein. Very, very cool, looking forward to giving it a proper go on Friday night.

Haven't done much since, went over a few media questions, sung Bohemian Rhapsody on facebook, and saw a couple of awesome youtube clips (look up Banksy Simpsons and Grover Old Spice).

Tomorrow is going to suck, it's doubles day.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Alison's Surprise Party, Salefest, and other Adventures.

'Lo all.

I am ridiculously tired, and it's my own damn fault. Still, I know I can survive, so I suppose it's all good. I'm posting early because of this, which contrasts Thursday night's 1am post.

Anyway. Friday. Sleepless night, remind the Beardman, get to school all antsy and remind Isaac and Isobelle that there's still hope. Very stressful lit session, until halfway through I got a text. Beardman is a hero. Even Ms Dosser noticed, she probably didn't approve.

So, maths next, and we celebrated cos Bernice got hers as well. Lot of pumped kids.

At recess, more partying. Looks like a good crowd going there, Aiden, Meg, Alison, Jordan, Denny, Jess, Kelly, Isaac, Isobelle, Naomi, Hayden, and maybe Sam, Pat and Ryan. Should be fun.

Double bio was a surprise practice exam, with a sub. No stress until the end when I corrected it. I passed, but not very well. Oh well. Not bad for no preparation at all.

Lunch was quiet, sat around the table as Alison, Meg and Clare all got cupcakes for their birthdays, then we argued about which songs to play over the photo slideshows. I have given up. My music is too sad.

Spare was good, looked at Kate's old photos. Some of them were pretty damn funny.

Last was history, and Mr Ries went over how much we all sucked. He isn't looking too well, but at least he's alive.

After school, went home, chilled out, then headed down to check out a car, a 2009 Kia Cerato that was being sold for very cheap. It looks pretty good, but it is a lot of money. Went to a car yard as well, there's a Commodore and a Mitsubishi that are good possibilities too.

Met Sam, Jane, and Jake in the bottleo, picked up Alison's present (a slab of girly drinks), then went to Rosedale after Sam did a loop back to Longford cos he forgot his wallet. We were considering buying her Gay Rum. Someone will probably end up getting this for their birthday.

At Rosedale, Sam won a game of pool with Pat's rules, then we surprised Alison. She hates surprises, so it was pretty funny. There was too much gossip at my end of the table, but Sam and I were stunned at the size of the meals, it was awesome.

Hit the bottleo again, then off to Alison's as everyone started going home. Sam tried to teach the girls poker, but we said screw it, and Jake, Sam and I introduced them to Boxhead. They love it. Jordan is very good at Bakaaw. Everyone got a shot at Boxhead, and Sam got Double Faggot Boxhead. We were a little too lenient with the sculling rules, but meh.

Crashed drunk watching Rage, did some drunk facebooking, and we all tried to stop Nemo jumping in the pool to find guinea pigs. Slept around 2 or 3, once everyone shut up.

I woke up to Kelly and Jordan trying to throw lolly bananas in Sam's open sleeping mouth. As usual, he'd ended up in a chair in front of the fire. We cleaned up, got an awesome breakfast, then I caught a lift back into town with Sam as the girls had to put all their makeup back on to go dress shopping in Traralgon.

Get home, shower, back down the street to pick up wristbands for Potter and Alison. Saw Denny and Emily eating chips and laughing at the bogans (and there were a lot of bogans and orange girls), then meet up with Aiden and Claire in the Star to watch Mr C's band, the Soultanas. They smashed some John Farnham and Van Morrison, but I guess it was a little too early in the day. Saw Georgia and Daewoo, Isaac Sawade said hi for the first time of the night (he might have already been tipsy), then Sam meets us and we rave-danced.

Went out to the Black Pub, it was packed, and the band sucked. Two guys with vuvuzelas were drowning them out. Sam went to drop Jordan off in Stratford, and Aiden and I went back to his place to pick up his vuvuzela. So much fun going past the lake and the clocktower blaring it out the window. Meet up with Alison, Scotty and Annie, go to the Gippy. More beer, Saida was playing. Eminem, JBT and MGMT covers, but they were good. Saw some football players and a couple of guys with costumes. Got bored, dragged ourselves out, and met Kelly and Potter, who promptly tripped over, and hit Jack's, which was already packed. Waited outside to say hi to Jess and Meg, who were counting down the hours until Meg was 18. We saw a guy dressed as a palm tree climbing a palm tree and a guy in a sumo suit. Very brave.

Once everyone else rocked up, went inside Jack's, but then they all left as soon as I got to the bar for another beer. Chatted to Ruby's boyfriend, who has an awesome taste in music. Go across the road and catch up with Erin as Tom finally arrives, wearing a skirt. We talked to Pat Rowe as well, who was very smashed, and hitting on Alison, JR, and Erin's mother.

Went to Kasbah after that, which I hadn't been to before. Got more drinks from out the back, and danced a bit. Phonic Soup were pretty good, they played Killing in the Name, though we barely recognised it until the end (when it's pretty impossible to mistake). By then we were all a bit tipsy, so off to Ringers!

We get in, and Tom reckons he won't be able to get smashed. We make Alison have a jagerbomb, then Tom and I hit the bottleo for a goonbag. Went to Jess's to avoid the cops, and Meg was even more excited. There were a handful of skaterfags there enjoying the hospitality, they knew me through Fraser. Tom downed more than a third of his goonbag in about five minutes, then ditched it when the cops pulled up over the road. We said bye to Meg and Jess, and casually walked back to Ringers.

Oh man. At this stage, I started seeing all these people. Hung out with Alex Mewha and caught up, he tried to hit on Alison, bought her a skittlebomb. Had a chat to Nicole Garner as well, and saw Jeremy Hibberson, Bec Willis and Sam Freeman. It was insane to see these people again, and I reckon we should all go out again soon.

We moshed for a bit, there were some awesome bands playing, and drunk a lot. Just before midnight, get a text from Meg, so we all go outside to where everyone's lining up, and Meg and Aiden are there with a few other kids who I won't mention here in case they get boned. The bouncer let her in early, and then we counted down inside Ringers itself. Since we were all smashed, went straight back into the mosh for another hour, I think. Suddenly, Aiden appeared, and Alison had to go home, so we dragged her out. I saw Carpo, and he got us water because he's awesome. Alison left, her mum didn't seem happy.

At this stage, it was about 130am, so Tom and I figured we should get going. Nay tried to convince me to stay by pouring her drink all over me, and Wakely was half-passed out. Well done Aiden for keeping an eye on him. Tom and I made it back home by about 2.

Dragged myself up at 6, woke up Tom, shower, get lift to school after only half a coffee, then half fall asleep on the bus. Not fun, very uncomfortable. At least I wasn't hungover.

Get to Caulfield, almost get lost, then find our way to where our lecture was. Monash looks very fancy, but half the seats were missing desks, and the lights cut out at one stage. Exam information was interesting, but there was nothing really new except what words not to use.

Had a quick break, then Ryan and I went up to laugh at all the hipsters and find the next one. This was Hedda, and we had a guy with a beard show us a youtube clip. He had a different interpretation, which was good. Too many smart kids in the same room though, we felt bad and stupid.

Went to explore the little plaza thing next to the uni, said hi to Jake, who had smashed his music performance exam, then got some pizza and caught up with the language kids. Off to the next lecture, where Ryan and I, and one other dude, were the only guys in the room. Damn poetry. It was dull. Really dull. I realised how screwed I am.

Jumped back on the bus, the girls put on House Bunny, which I think is a movie about girls finding their self worth only comes through being attractive, or something. It was very very stupid. Stopped at the servo and Dayne bought a noisemaker. It was like a smaller vuvuzela, it's awesome. Isaac and Emily had a waterfight as we went through Rosedale.

Get home, check the news, looks like everyone had a good night. I don't know whether I should come back for next year's, there were a lot of bogans, but it was a lot of fun, especially partying with Meg as soon as she turned eighteen, and teaching everyone Boxhead the night before.

Well, that was a marathon, I thought I'd be in bed early tonight.

Tomorrow is the last music rehearsal ever. Jesus. Then Wednesday is Lap the Lakes (god I'm unfit), then Friday is the last music performance ever. Everything's ending.

This is the start of my last fortnight at secondary school.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Last SAC Ever.

Good morning kiddies. I stayed up far too late for this.

Today sucked.

Wake up late, get to school late, it's cold and windy and rainy and crap.

First up was a year level meeting where they scared us about exams and made us agree to pay for mortarboard hats and a trophy cabinet. Roared the hymns in chapel.

Maths was kinda quiet. Talked a lot about the Big Day Out. I wonder if it'd be better going in as a noobie and hearing all these awesome bands for the first time, or as a veteran who has something to look forward to. Hurm.

Recess was dull, as ever.

Off to lit, went through more stanzas and went over yesterday's exam a little. I think we'll get more St Agnes this year for the real deal. Damn.

Then bio, it was a cram sesh. I wrote really fast, and still almost ran out of time. I looked up with one question to go, and had less than five minutes left. Not a good feeling. I feel a bit sorry for Mrs Brown having to read my awful writing. Still. Last ever SAC. Ever. Feels good man.

At lunch, went upstairs with Bernice and the rest, then followed Sarah and Sian into room 31. Committee meeting. Hurm. I was the only dude representative, reminded me of year nine magazine class. More time spent sorting out where the band should play than anything else. At least we made a bit of progress. I pledge to fight against them playing Forever Young over photos though.

Then history, Mr Ries is still away so we had a spare. Pat, Aiden and I read through the bullsheet submissions. Some are very funny.

Then media, no teacher, so I chatted to Jess and Molly about rigs and Salefest.

Went home, went to work, had to loop around frustratingly, and tried imported Monster. Very fancy.

Get home, get pumped. Haven't moved far from the computer, to be honest. At 1130, the internet died, and I almost committed murder, but it came back. But disaster struck at 12.00, as while I entered my details and everything right, I guess I just wasn't fast enough or something. Twenty minutes later my confirmation email said that my order was active, but cancelled and unsuccessful. So crushed. About half the kids who tried to buy failed. As I type Bernice is still waiting for confirmation.

So, I guess I'll try again tomorrow, and if I fail then, well, Isaac, Isobelle and Hayley are more than welcome to hunt me down, if I don't top myself first. Disappointed as hell. Maybe it's karma for being such a pirate.

Speaking of which, talked to the French girl last night, she seems good.

Tomorrow is going to suck, or rule. Probably suck. I need a hug. I just wanted to say hi to Nick Cave and Iggy Pop.

Crossposted.

peace.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Already Gone.

'Lo everyone.

Too damn tired.

Damn cat woke me up again this morning, then when I dragged myself to school, I remembered I had that damn lit practice exam.

First up, media. Went over some story elements, feeling a little more confident. It'd be nice to smash this exam.

Then spare. Read some poems. Not looking forward to exam. Gavin tried to distract Sarah from watching Look Both Ways.

Recess, not much going on, so on to maths, finished going through second exam. Depressing for all involved.

Speaking of depressing, went over more exam technique in lit, and one more stanza of St Agnes. Ms Dosser says I look depressed. She has no idea.

At lunch we had to vote for next year's house captains. Two drama kingpins were up for it. Both had excellent speeches. The jock didn't, but he was still funny. It'll be close.

Five minutes of lunch, then off to the lecture theatre where Ms Hahn and Ms Dosser stared us all down. Soon as I saw the paper, felt an adrenaline shot of pure fear as I realised I was completely boned. Might have salvaged something good out of one or two bits, but I think this one was a trainwreck.

Feeling rather drained, and facing the prospect of a haircut, tagged along with Ryan and Isobelle down the street as we came to the collective realisation that we all suck and will continue to suck and should just give up.

Ryan's mum is very nice, and likes to talk a lot. But she's good at what she does. First haircut since January. It's not too short. I still need to grow into it a bit. Meh. Give me a couple more months, it'll be acceptable headbanging length for Sleigh Bells, then Grinderman and Iggy.

Tomorrow is going to suck. No spare Thursday, and a bio SAC. But then, last SAC ever, that's cool.

Crossposted.

peace.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

On My Mind.

'Lo all.

Sick of school.

Woke up this morning, got to school early, hung out with Sally, Aiden and Jake, then off to music. Millsy told us about his Master Chief costume. He's going to look awesome on muckup day.

So we played assembly, sucked pretty hard. Only have to play the damn horn two more times. Feels good man.

Off to history, poor Mr Ries was absent again. Sarah and Lauren figured that our terrible practice exams had broken his spirit. Chilled in the library helping Gavin with bio, then off to the common room, listened to Goody, Terry and Jay swap stories about their fabled poker nights (seem to involve a lot more powerspewing than ours).

Then media, went over production elements, which are easy.

Recess was quiet enough. The girls, having moved our usual table out of the year twelve bit and onto the grass, are starting to regret it because it's all isolated, there was no sun today, and the mozzies are lethal as hell.

Maths next, got my frustratingly pointless second half back. I'm ready for round two. Going to smash the bastard with my fully functioning calculator.

Bio after that, in the library. Mrs Brown thought she was helping me too much, but then I helped pretty much half the class by handing around my answers. Fair is fair. Chatted to Jack about the year level party. Should be interesting.

Lunch was meh, sat around bored. Girls were whinging about bread, dudes were swapping stories about halo. Not much to do, chatted to Emily. Then Ryan came to tell us about the muckup day progress. Revote time!

Before lit, Isobelle and I were nervous. We figured the class average would be 8. I guessed that I would get 8. Ms Dosser comes in, bad mood, destroys Goody, then gives us the good news. We all did ok at the creative things. Then she gives back our practice exams. I got 14 for both (that's either out of 20 or 40, we aren't sure yet. I'm guessing 40). She told us that if she was marking it, we'd have to half it. So, that's 7. That means that my essays got about 3.5/20 each. Very depressing. Got a lesson about how much we all suck and need to go over everything before the next practice exam.

Which is tomorrow afternoon.

So, back to media in a sullen mood. Cheered up by Gavin vs Sarah, abusing many different people's tattoos with Tahlia, Potter and Goody, then fictionalizing Potter's romantic escapades with Big Muscly Tattoo Guy. It's getting very interesting. He's pregnant, but she doesn't know he's actually a chick. Or at least, that's what we gathered from her conversations with Sarah.

After the bell went, the rest of the year level crowded in. I gave Sarah Ryan and Sian my ipod, and they made us all move around the room to vote instead of doing it sensibly. Since no one wanted Cowboys vs Indians as the "official theme", it's now out and Good vs Evil is in. Then the song vote. Again, more chaos as kids just stood still instead of moving to one side of the room or the other. Tribute won though, thank gawd.

Went down the street for victory chips with Oliver, Ryan and Denny, and it was good. Met Isaac, Georgia and Sam, wandered around in circles, eventually ended up in the girly juice bar eating cheap sorbet (next we'll be listening to Huey Lewis and the News) with Bernice and Jordan. Isaac stole some wine and chips, but the waitresses stole it back.

Went home, went over some poems, not feeling confident about tomorrow. Did half sort out the schoolies road trip, get Under Blackpool Lights, and get my trip to Tasmania organised a bit more. Going to take the boat. I need a car. I think I'll buy the Ford in the classifieds, it seems good. I need my ps. I think I'll get them next week. I need more lessons to restore my confidence. I'll get them this week.

Everything is falling into place.

As you can probably see from this post, I'm basically trying to distract myself in any way possible.

Tomorrow is meh then exam. Should be ever so much fun.

Crossposted.

Anyway, the end.

Monday, October 4, 2010

Tell Her I'm Still Alive.

'Lo all.

And so begins the very last term of school.

How exciting.

Bit of an anticlimax, really. We have to wear shorts, we're all busy, and everyone's in a bad mood because they had to get up early and they got practice exams back.

Get to school, catch up with some droogs, then off to bio. Went through a clickview, feeling good about this SAC on Thursday.

Then maths, got half the results back. I passed, and smashed statistics. Some kids were dumbfounded at how they managed to pass everything, or nothing. Meh. Not looking forward to the other paper that I screwed up so royally.

Nothing interesting going on at recess. Off to double history. No Mr Ries to yell at us, instead the sub reads that our practice exams were "the worst he'd ever seen". Serves half the damn pricks right for walking out halfway through. I got 66/80, which isn't bad for a practice. Goody and I headed up to the common room to escape it all, chilled out up there in the sun. Sarah, Clare and Georgia rocked up. Dunno why. Chatted to Aiden about the cricket and schoolies, which we really, really need to organise.

Lunch was good. Found Mrs Ripon, who told me how to send off the SEAS stuff, then went back to the common room and swapped stories with the rest of the horde. Harry reckons Fur TV is huge over in Europe. Amaya, have you heard of it?

To media, we planned out what to do for the next three week. Gawd, three weeks. We've got like a dozen media classes left. That's really goddamn scary.

In spare we made fun of Sarah and bitched about classes. A buttload of photos had been put up for whatever reason. Should chuck some of mine in there. I guess they aren't cool enough.

After school was band, half fell asleep, and stuffed up a solo. We have to play in assembly tomorrow, please kill me. Headed out early, got a text from Leading Edge saying the Massive Attack shirts they have are only in XXL. So sad.

Home, haven't done a lot. Meh. Thankyou for picking up that bootleg George, I reckon your show was as good as ours. Rockin' Rocks was pretty shocking until the drum solo at the end, weird.

Tomorrow is Tuesday. I hope it's not Doubles Day.

Crossposted.

peace.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Clare's.

'Lo everyone.

Gawd. Learnt my lesson. Not doing this in a while.

Yesterday had its ups and downs. In the morning, had to get up early for maths, borrowed Mr Brennan's calculator. Into the breach, first question, calculator keeps giving me obscene fractions. What. No idea how to fix it. Spent at least half an hour going through a buttload of menus trying to fix the bastard. Didn't get it. Screamed through the rest, writing apologetic notes the whole time. Got to the last two questions, which is ok, I guess. If I had my real calculator I would have smashed it.

After that, walked down the street with Jess, Kelly and Nemo, then chips with Sam, Emily and Jake. We wandered around, didn't do much.

Went home for a shower, back down the street, went to the bottleo for supplies. Dude at the counter says my ID makes me look like a drug dealer. Notices my headphones, say I'm listening to Massive Attack. *um...I guess that sounds like a metal band...* "They're cool, so you going to Soundwave then?" Awkward conversation about who is better out of Queens of the Stone Age and Iron Maiden, then I ran to the train station. Chilled in the sun, playing solitaire, then Sarah sat next to me and I had maaad deja vu, straight back in spare again. Tom then arrived drinking milk.

Jumped on the train, Tom, Wiffy and I made fun of Alison's cool stories, then got a lift to Clare's with her brothers blaring Red Hot Chili Peppers. The girls invaded the bathrooms to do each other's hair, so Steve and I ate all the chips and talked music. He has good taste, but we can extend it.

Girls slowly started emerging when they figured they looked better than each other, then everyone else started arriving. Clare and I played a trick on Pat, she told him it was a costume party, so he rocked up dressed as a pirate. So much respect.

Anyway, had a good night, reminded me of mine, lot of chilling around the fire. Chatted to Sarah, swapped stories with Gavin and Pat, and we all danced a lot, including an excellent dance off between Steve and Isaac. Be better if Jenny had stopped hijacking the iPod, but oh well.

Headed off to bed about 330am, which is fairly early, but I had to get up in three hours for the train. The guys had to crash in a caravan. Steve took off his shoes and the entire place reeked. Patrick came in and launched into a tirade about how Steve's shoes are possessed and his feet are turds, etc. Cumpster then threw the offending shoes at Pat. We lol'd.

I got up at 630, feeling good. Got a lift with Clare's dad, grabbed a cheap and crappy hot chocolate, was half asleep on the train. Didn't want to sleep through to Melbourne accidently though. Walk back home was difficult as always. Had enough time for a coffee and a shower, went off to lit and found Lauren and Emma chilling upstairs.

Lit was alright, I suppose. Very sexually charged, but no Emily to capitalise on it. Poor Ms Dosser. It went on for three bloody hours and we only got halfway through the goddamn poem. Mmmrrr.

Went down for chips with Ryan and Isobelle after this, we saw Bernice, got donuts, then they nicked off. I figured I'd have a look in the cd shop, saw a Massive Attack shirt for $15. Would have bought it if it wasn't XXL, but they reckon they've got my size. Man that shop's good.

Went home, haven't really done much since. Since I got told the bio SAC wasn't until Thursday, I've lost all motivation to finish it. Meh. I'll scratch out a lit essay tomorrow then chip away at it tomorrow. Chatted to Isobelle about music, interesting to note the reactions to the festival lineups. Falls and BDO are too mainstream, see. I don't care. The moment I work out how to get to Tasmania, I'm getting me a Falls ticket.

Tomorrow, lazy chill out day. I gotta dig out some shorts, finish a lit essay, and sleep in.

Crossposted.

Catchyas.