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HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR 2010

…may you become ridiculously rich and may your enemies perish to the tunes of Miley Cyrus.

wanker

scrap that. bunkers being a MASSIVE shit. epic douche-baggery of immeasurable proportions.

moving

Loans being pre-approved. Allowance is being pre-approved.
Bunkers being a little shit and using all my stuff without permission. Bastard better get RSI.
One week tomorrow its all on. And i can forget all about the shit that happens here.

sigh

was able to view the results of the examinations that i took in november last year and it turns out that i did in fact pass. much to my surprise. i did fail the papers that i was expecting to fail though. but i’m not to fussed about that. at least now i can enjoy the rest of my holiday without any stresses or anything really bothering me.
right now construction people are over to repair the gaping whole in the ceiling. hopefully it all gets done by the end of today.

sober hangover

this new years was spent at the beach with some friends and a horrendous amount of booze..well horrendous in amount only because there were only a few people to drink the said horrendous amount. it was pretty much drive. sleep. eat. eat. drink. games. drink. drink. drink. drunken walk. midnight. walk to the beach. bottles of champagne. new years. hug strangers. fireworks. celebrate with strangers.
so quite a good night in the end.
christmas was a bit odd this year. my brother fell through the ceiling. and a relative died. so not as fantastic.
oohh! i have managed to pack all my shit into two suitcases. although i still believe that i should’ve received an award for doing so.
AND i accompanied my mother and a long-term home stay border to the electronics store. we went in there with the intention of buying a simple sim card. we were in there for an hour. the border is carrying around way too much foreign cash, hadn’t signed his credit card yet and also doesn’t even know how to use it. on top of that my mother knows nothing of electronics.
SO my mother translated broken english from a vietnamese boy into singlish which i had to try and decode into normal english so i could try and explain the whole mess to the sales rep.
there’s another person who should recieve an award for patience.

thank christ almighty that it’s now over.

spasming cerebral cortex

i wish i was mary poppins. I HATE PACKING. especially with weight restrictions. i want her bag!
i just can’t fit my life into two suitcases. even tom cruise couldn’t pull this one off.
i really hope that i get to got to SEED-NEE so i can see a friend from CAN-BER-AH.

swish.

the plan

merry christmas and everything. hope that it was full of cheer and merriment and i hope that your day stated off better than mine. i was woken up at 5.16am by carolers next door singing in another language. it went on faw-eva.
plan right now is eat. medicate. eat. sleep. music. sleep. eat.
new years plan is a bbq and piss up on a friends farm.
week after that is heading up north to see relatives and go shopping.
later on maybe head to sydney to see other relatives, sunbathe and shop.

right now i’m going to have some trifle.

laters.

p.s – just remembered i had a REALLY nice banana cake at the beach the other day. it was like chocolate had sex with a banana and gave birth to a sweet treat which i then devoured. yumness.

talent

this. kid. is. AWESOME.

cliff hanger

i’ve been on edge for a while now and i decided to go see the doctor today. he said that i’m too stressed which is why i’m having all these health problems. suggestions were drinking green tea, exercising regularly and taking these vitamins that help lower stress levels.
well i started this new regime today and i feel as high as a kite.
but as good as it feels this is high maintenance.

urgh.

master of insults

Unless it is horrendously hideous, do not criticize the attire of other people. it’s bad form. and you sound like a douche bag. especially after i’m done with you. just leave it be.
The dress choice of someone who criticized another: Frills, tassels and things.
Response: It looks like a shaggy dog and squid mated to produce offspring in the form of fabric which was then sewn by a blind gypsy that has Parkinson disease.
Another pathetic excuse for a human being noted: That dress is short.
Response: Yeah well so are you and no one’s complained about that yet. So get off that stumped high horse of yours and use a Polly Pocket sized needle and thread to stitch that mouth of yours shut.
I hate the way your breathe. I use the lint from by stomach just to try and muffle the revolting sounds that escape from the cavity in your head. Just stop. Please.