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David. 16 going on 17. ex-rugby. in need of a life, willing to exchange for a slice of pizza

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date: Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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time: 4:00 AM

MOVED HOUSES AGAIN.

:O

cause our lease ran out, and my mum wanted to move houses, so we moved across the street to some shitty ass small house which I valiantly protested against, but since when have my protests been of use?

so now I'm in the aforementioned shitty ass small house.

played ivanhoe last saturday (scores aside; got thrashed 3-0 T_T) and the soccerball hit my eye. after it hit, there was a good 20 minutes where there was a blind spot on the bottom half of my right eye vision, which completely freaked me out. and despite my valiant handwaving (as valiant as I said before), I didn't get subbed off. and all this time I was hamstrung (no idea why). so I was limping badly and half-blind for the second half of the match.

after a worrisome weekend (I still had a blind spot at night wtf), I went to see the gp monday morning. who referred me to an opthalmologist, who referred me to another specialist, who eventually told me there was blood in my eye, and that I was lucky my retina wasn't torn. I swear I have the worst luck in sports; I have managed to badly injure myself for the past 3 years in a row =/

exams start next week: bio trial exam on monday before english on tuesday T_T. smooth sailing after that, until the following tuesday when I have bio vce <--real deal. 

exams suck. and did you know buff guys have small testicles cause they take steroids. so don't feel too bad the next time you see a bodybuilder in the gym. just stand in one corner, point at his crotch and have a little chuckle. no guarantees you'll come out with your testicles though.

ta :D



date: Thursday, May 14, 2009
title:
time: 3:53 AM

there's really nothing to talk about nowadays. school has finally settled down into the similar everyday routine just like it was in ri. wake up, refuse to get out of bed cause it's bleeding freezing, eventually hauling my ass to the bathroom to wash up, getting dressed, going to school.

and then every period seems like forever, until suddenly school's over and I come home, attempt to get some homework done, eat dinner, watch two and half men, and then try to get some more homework done. and then contemplate about blogging, but eventually procrastinating cause there's nothing much to blog about.

and my weekly schedule goes somewhat like this:

monday: first day of a long dreadful week. the pain is exacerbated by double english in periods 2 and 3. makes me want to sleep for the rest of the day.
tuesday: triple math for first three periods gg. though math is not usually that bad. but it's math, and nothing changes math. religious education period 4, which is ultimate crap.
wednesday: double bio for first two periods always raises one's spirits (no kidding). apex of the week, everything's downhill from here :D
thursday: don't know why, but I like thursday the most. it's like the feeling when you see the finish line of a race; it's actually better than finishing the race itself. ah the idiosyncrasies of life. soccer training.
friday: double pe, which can be a drag, with the white guys trying to satisfy their alpha male egos. actually, it's the only thing they're good at. so let's not deny them that. math tuition at night, then I GET TO SLEEP IN...
saturday: ...or not. depending if I have to play the soccer game and have to wake up at 8.15 in the morning again.
sunday: r&r before going back to loop mode.

so as you can see, my life is anything but boring. D:



date: Monday, May 4, 2009
title:
time: 3:17 AM

my english teacher gave us a surprise test yesterday wtf. when he explicitly said that the test was on wednesday. I was trying to bluff eric during physics that the test was "today", then when we were heading towards english I told him I was joking then he was like "oh phew” and proceeded to punch me and I was nice enough not to retaliate.

then we walked into class and THERE WERE FREAKING EXAM SCRIPTS ON THE TABLE..
you could almost hear a synchronised “what the fuck?”.

apparently half the cat was on monday and half on wednesday. which really sucks. not that you can really prepare for english but it’s a matter of principle.

but in retrospect, no one really gives a rat’s ass about principle nowadays. I mean, heck, some guy was writing answers on pieces of paper and chucking them in his dictionary. not even the slightest bit of effort to conceal the blatant white piece of paper saying “Pun – play on word to attract reader’s attention”.

so yeah, took the test in the end (didn’t have a frigging choice), and then had a chinese sac. the 3 minutes passed pretty fast so I guess I didn’t go too bad. then parent-teacher interviews, which was boring; just following my mum around as she talked to every teacher.

triangulars today, where I failed horribly at badminton. but it was awesome fun and it's hilarious watching how the big buff guys fail even more horribly while the nerdy geekish types own your sorry ass. guess badminton is more about finesse, which I am sorely lacking in.

so ANOTHER TEST TOMORROW. and physics tomorrow as well. and fact sheet test on friday. and training on thursday and match on saturday. next 4 days are filled with horrendous prospects of everything going awfully wrong =/

but I shall attempt to salvage english now. so tata



date: Saturday, April 25, 2009
title:
time: 3:25 AM

first week of school gone, 9 more weeks to go.

if Heroes were true, hiro's power would be the coolest most useful of all. imagine if you could skip the shitty parts of your life and go straight to the fun parts. though on retrospect the later parts could be even shittier. in which case you go straight to www.fmylife.com

so in this last week, tuesday and wednesday were spent adapting to the chilly mornings (I've only been experiencing mid-day sunshine when I wake up in the holidays) and freezing my ass off before burning up during lunch.

(and I still haven't done my chinese holiday hw rofl lolol. don't think the teacher gives a shit anyway)

thursday was some sport thingum where I played this lameass game they call speedball. which is like handball. but lamer. and the year12s started trying to sub the year11s off after half a minute. so we were like "ohwell" and just sat around talking and watching out team get our ass whooped.

then soccer training after that. which was uber slack and pretty fun. our goalkeeper was breakdancing in the penalty area, 'nuff said.

and then pe on friday there was this game sorta like football where I think I was this close to tearing my ligament again. it's like the the ball and socket came apart for a split second but it didn't go all the way like the first time. and it's weird cause technically it's supposed to be stable by now. so I guess I'll have to get a scan in the near future.

but for now, 9x7=63 days to go

that doesn't sound very long does it.



date: Saturday, April 18, 2009
title:
time: 4:30 AM

omg holidays end in 2 days and I've still got effing chinese to
finish. mum wants me to go chinese school despite my most valiant
protests. guess I'll have to hope she forgets >.< fingers crossed.

watched fast and furious yesterday! pretty awesome movie I thought it
was better than the first one honestly. paul walker seems much cooler
in this one. tons of raunchy scenes (mia is hot) and heaps of racing.
not just sprints like first movie, there's drifting as well :D which
is great, if you get my drift hurhur. probably be a fifth movie and
mia's some punk driver as well now. which is good

hung around, then got scammed by the dog bus driver he wouldn't sell
me concession that bleeding cheapskate.

then went to send my dad off today, turns out his ticket was for this
afternoon, not tomorrow :O lucky he checked. or not =/

school on tuesday _|_ such a drag. and it's freezing too. only bright
side is this dipshit of an internet gets reset tomorrow :D

sunday tomorrow; sleep in! :D tata




date: Wednesday, April 15, 2009
title:
time: 3:04 AM

AHA had an awesome birthday on monday. thanks to everyone for the fb/msn/text wishes!

dad got me a sexy watch from sg for my birthday :D then there was the late night gsj mass convo which was...intriguing. went to city with my family to spend the day; got some nylon studs for my old boots (never thought I'd use them again)

so now, 17! it's like no man's land, between 16 and 18. no more a punk kid, but not an adult yet. I can get an L plate, can watch nc16 movies, but I can't get a real license or smoke or drink (officially) yet. not like I'm going to smoke, smoking is for losers who're trying to find an excuse to kill themselves earlier to end their sorry lives.

but I digress. it was a great day, but now the onslaught of the Holiday Homework returns. I've got tons of crap to gnaw, nibble at and eventually finish. I hope.

I think we're about to move house in like a month or so, cause the lease contract is ending then and the landlord refuses to answer my mum's requests for a price reduction. which is ridiculous seeing how all the prices have dropped at least 10%. so we're moving to a slightly smaller, but hell cheaper house opposite our current one now. what I'M worried about is how they're going to get my double bed (which is kind of flimsy cause a few holes weren't well cut and I left out a few screws) out of my room and into the new house without breaking it.

but I digress again. life is too short for moaning, and Kutner is about to be killed in the next episode of house WOOT. genocide ftw.

ta,



date: Saturday, April 11, 2009
title:
time: 1:37 AM

aightttttttt haven't been blogging for a while. nothing much happening, but that's the whole point of holidays isn't it? :D

mass convo by lonely<3s yesterday provided interesting insight into rj life (aka life with the opposite gender). vehement denials by alvan ("OI ANYONE HEAR ME OR NOT?"), silence from james (bet he was secretly smiling behind his monitor with his hands under the desk), and the usual "fuckew"s from weixiang.

*edit* second half of this post written after dinner and a long deserved nap *endedit*

where was I?

so from when I last posted, I've been out a few times, eaten out a few times, and basically doodled the time away with a cocktail of biology homework and macadamia nuts <--little chunks of salty heaven.

and my dad's over for a week :DD

so these holidays are going great. apart from the slightly alarming pile of homework that I've tried not to look at but keeps popping up in my peripherals, the easter break is as smooth as a......smoothie. no PI, no PW, no poisson distribution (lolwtf?) or any weird rj 1337 thingums. just plain noob me.

lots of movies screening at night nowadays there were the potc movies then the two towers yesterday and pink panther's on now. which is useful seeing as how I'm about...to...be...capped..........fuck. I hate capping

and my tongue hurts bleh.