Greatest apologies for not blogging for yonks. I shall make this post as succinct as possible.
1. HSC was ok. Maths was quite painful though.
2.Work. Oh don’t even get me started. It is the sole reason I basically have not done anything like anime or blog after my HSC. Tutoring yr7-12 English only from home and also working at two tutoring places. Pay is not specular but more than enough for someone like me. I currently have far too many private students and I have too many inquiries on if I’m willing to teach students near Burwood, Caringbah, Hurstville, etc, you know, the Southern Asian concentrated suburbs. If you’re close to these areas or willing to travel there to tutor English, give me a shout.
But yes, as much as I love tutoring, it is getting so busy it’s purely crazy. My only day off work next week is Sunday as I’ll be working/tutoring every single day of the week. Plus I’m flying for my Griffith Dent Interview Sunday night =.=”
Be warned however that the pain of tutoring is not in the actual hours but parents. Many many Asian parents are extremely difficult to deal with. I’ve personally spent more than 5 hours of my life in the last week talking to parents on the phone about how I will tutor their students + a gazillion other things. I sorta wish I spoke English only so the phone convos would be much shorter >.<
3. Formal night was really fun. Seeing everyone dressed up was cool =)
4. Big thanks to Joseph for hooking me up with my new desktop =) I am looking forward to playing MW2 and Borderlands =)
5. Thank you Rex for letting everyone crash your place. Mahjong+ Tigger the Kitty + Barney the Bunny + Horror movie + lack of sleep = win ^^
6. Thank you James for letting everyone crash your place =) I can’t believe your parents went to such extremes. Food was awesome and I finally got to watch Twilight. Sorry for consuming all your Sunkist =)
I will be temporarily relocated to http://materix01.blogspot.com/ until further notice.
Just trying out a few new things I guess. WordPress themes are far too restricting. Feel free to comment on the template of my new blog (I’ve been working on it using CSS for the last 3 nights). I may be returning to my wordpress, depending on my experience of the new host, after careful consideration and weighing of the pros and cons.
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What cute bunny rabbits ^^
NOTE TO SELF: Don’t use two heaped tablespoons of coffee next time.
I again apologise for the dual posts I typed recently. I don’t even remember typing half those things. Coming back and reading something you don’t remember really is quite interesting. I guess it was why I started blogging.
Because I don’t drink coffee often, supposedly, caffeine has a very strong effect upon me. This was demonstrated by me drinking a cup of coffee at 4pm yesterday afternoon, more out of curiosity as I had just purchased a new bottle of grinded coffee the other day. I ended up getting to bed at 2am, after I finished typing both blog posts so I believe all mistakes are excusable xP
I had my myopia eye exam on Tuesday and it was quite an enlightening experience. I really love how optometriests can lie straight to people’s faces each day. The lady doing the eye exam was asking me to perform all these tasks and telling me I was doing great, all whilst I could clearly see where she was ticking abnormal or incorrect, etc. I did horribly this time with some of my exams. Eyes have gotten quite abit worst since year 7. With the pacman booklet, I only made it past the first page… I couldn’t see like anything on the second page >.< I remember I could see everything in the book back when I was younger. On the bright side, I was pleasantly surprised with other things. Such as that how smoothly the exam went. I remember in Year 7, how tedious some of the exams were. Especially the one where they were taking a photo of your eyes with very very bright lights. The stupid man back in year 7 kept telling me to open my eyes as widely as possible. I was dammit. Doesn’t he know that asians have small eyes? Also, I could keep my eye open half the time. I probably got flashed with the light about 50 times because he couldn’t get a proper photo. He also made me late for my bus. Yes, that’s how long it took… The eye drops didn’t even hurt for me. Although the aftereffects were damn annoying. I couldn’t see properly for the first day. Plus the natural lighting was too bright for me for the next 3 days. I remember going to dinner wearing my prescription sunnies (like sunglasses and glasses in one) and Mum and Dad and sis fully cracking up in mixed laughter and confusion because I forgot to explain the myopia exam to them.
Another cool thing for me was doing the measurements. Mainly the body fat scales. I want one of those at home. Most body fat scales use bioelectrical impedance analysis (BIA) to measure body fat. With BIA, a low electrical current is sent, via the feet, through the body to measure the resistance of the body tissues. The current flows easily through water-containing tissues, like muscle, but meets resistance — impedance — as it meets fat. So a high impedance indicates a high level of fat. The impedance data is then fed into an equation, along with your measured total body weight and personal details that you enter into the scale manually (for example age, gender, height and fitness level), to estimate total body fat, which is usually expressed as a percentage of your total body weight. It turned out I had abnormal levels of body fat. In a good way. 8.2% body fat to be exact. At first, I thought I was a fatass. It sounded like a big number. Especially since the only two people’s body fat I heard during the exam was Tim’s (4ish) and Cheryl (2-3ish). I was actually quite embarrassed. Until I found up onto comparing myself to more normal people. According to what I’ve heard and read from people and the internet, Cheryl should be dead… Like seriously, she is actually a zombie. She tells you many entertaining stories, trying to get you to lower your guard. Then what you aren’t paying attention, she attacks you and gourges out your brain. That’s how she gets so smart. Because she eats lots of brainy foods. Ok, that was lame 
I’ll stop now 
But yes, I was quite pleased with my reading. Don’t pop my bubble and tell me how inaccurate the readings were. I don’t wanna know 
Blah blah blah blah blah, I can’t hear you ^^
Not that many days left of school atm. Makes me quite nostalgic thinking about Ruse. And it’s pathetic how I’m not even gone yet and I’m missing it. Thinking about how I actually got to know my friends at Ruse. Typed up this massively long rant about how I got to know people since year 7, however it wasn’t really suited to be added on this blog so I’ll just keep it to myself for now. While typing it, it also made me realise how much I’ve changed throughout my highschool years. It had really been a long journey, and it’s saddening to think that this coming to an end. Although I should start looking forward to the long long road of my life that is ahead of me.
Things I thought I’d never do that I now do
1. Exercise. I never expected that one day I’d have to get off my lazy ass and do something about my body. Heck, I didn’t even expect to care what I looked like.
2. Join the nonexclusive club of iPod owners. I thought I would never conform to something as stupid and image based as an iPod. However, the day I decided I had too much money and got my self an iPod touch was the day my life changed. Who would have thought $450 made such a big difference? Now, I wouldn’t know what to do without one. Stupid Apple, making me rely on something so terribly beautiful. Oxymoron there people, learn it for Advanced English ^^
3. Become a clothes addict. In year 6, I wore exactly the same thing like 24/7. Just a a simple t-shirt and cargo pants. I liked them so much, I bought an exact set of the same things. So I had two copies of the same t-shirt and pants… Yes, I know, sad eh? But now, I’ve got as much clothes as my sister. Maybe even more. My wardrobe is not big enough… I wonder what is next? Shoes???
4. Wear sneakers. I always use to wear runners when I went outdoors until about year 9 when I got my first sneakers. Looking back, I wonder, wtf was I thinking?
5. Use daily facial cleaners. Although I think this is understandable. I never understood why Mum and sis always use to put like billions of products on their faces. Until I discovered the horror known as pimples some time in year 8. Since, I’ve been using a daily pimple cleaners.
6. Shave. When I was little, I thought the thing resting between a man’s mouth and nose was utterly disgusting. I still do. However, I never thought it would happen to me. When other boys were growing living monsters, I had nothing. Although soon, it crept up very very very slowly… I just shaved last week. I don’t think many people even noticed ^^
7. Blog. And Facebook. Yes, I swear this is going to be one of those things that just comes and goes. Like Bebo. Or myspace. Although blogging has been so fun for me.
8. Cook. Cooking seemed so easy when I was little. Just stick something on a pan and you’re done. Until I first tried it many years ago. It was so difficult, I found my best friend, the microwave. The microwave is still to date, the most sexy and amazing invention ever. I would have died without it. It literally saved my life. Who doesn’t love the person/things that feeds them? I mean, it’s food. Food is very very very very important. But in the last 2 years, I’ve been learning how to cook, and recently, I’ve been getting very good at it (or so I think).
9. Eat my 2-3 servings of fruit daily. It’s not that I dislike fruit, it’s just that I can remember to eat them. Plus I dislike eating certain fruits. Like tomatoes (cherry tomatoes especially). I also don’t like the aftertaste of apples, feels slightly uncomfortable. Bananas use to be my favourite fruit because of how quick and easy they were to eat. But now they are golden kiwi fruit. Just very nice. I’ve realised what a lazy eater I am. I don’t like eating things that take alot of effort. Like prawns and crab. I still eat prawns whole… Yes, I’m that lazy…
10. Stop playing guitar. From year 6-9, I was absolutely in love with guitars. I worked to buy as many as possible. I had lessons every week, sometimes twice a week. I played in every spare moment of my time (ah, the times before I was so reliant on my computer). But for some reason, I just got over guitars one day. I stopped buying new ones. I stopped teaching. I stopped getting lessons. I even stopped playing at all. Now all my guitars are tucked away in their cases somewhere around the house. And the ones without cases are gathering dust and rusting… I’ll keep telling myself that I’ll pick up guitar again after HSC. Although computer games and more anime comes first ^^
Which makes me wonder, what that list could be in the future? Would I start wearing skinny jeans (doubt it…)? Would I start gelling my hair every day? Would I stop playing computer games, watching anime and reading manga? Would I let myself go and become a real fatass? Will I marry and have kids? Will I stop blogging?
So many questions, not enough answers. Only time will tell I guess.
Happy Birthday Mr Shahabi!!! xD
Watch out people, he is now armed and dangerous. As Captain Planet use to say, the power is yours, and in his case, he now has the power to vote =P
For those of you who haven’t realised, I also made a movie review post before this one.
I found a new game I wanna try after HSC today. You’ve all heard me go on about DDR, Stepmania, Beatmania and various other rhymning games. DJ Max Technika utilizes touch screen capabilities (yes, very next gen gameplay), to give an experience I would say looks very similiar to what would happen if a DDR machine and an electric piano had babies in Japan.
Anway, gonna talk about a few things I guess.
A worry I have is how our society is changing and becoming increasingly chaotic and plainly stupid as a whole(the turning of the gyres much?). I’m afraid we really are starting to lose common sense. So many strange and stupid things happening. Like when these two girls aged 10 and 12 that were lost in a storm water drain, called for help on Facebook, rather than calling triple O. In this age, it really is amazing how fast an convenient internet access is available on a mobile phone half the size of the palm of your hands. Yet it is astonishing to think that they would be asking for help via a social networking site rather than directly ringing emergency services. Lucky for them, a friend of theirs was online at the time and called triple O for them. Like seriously, what next? Will we twitter that someone is in the middle of a stroke? And also, I really wish people would stop making a big deal over what Kyle Sandilands says. I mean, stop taking him so seriously, It’s not like he is exactly a role model. What I like about him is that he’s so blunt and honest on the radio sometimes that he’s just like any other regular bloke. He doesn’t pretend that he has all the answers, or that he knows it all, or that he’s some saint. We all accidentally say wrong things or slip up sometimes… Why suspend him again? All that is happening is blowing something way outta the water and outta proportion. And what’s up with all the media reporting on John Della Bosca in the last few weeks? Yes, he had an affair on his wife. But a huge issue atm is whether publishing this serves and public interest and violates an individuals right to privacy. There is not one shred of evidence that his affair had incapacitated his ability to act as a state minister in any way, and by publishing this, the media has ruined the career of quite a capable individual who I personally believe, would do a much better job as Premier than Nathan Reese. The courts atm are looking to change the guidelines so newspapers who do things like this purely for no purpose other than to create controversy and sell papers get gged by the law. I can’t believe Nath Reese had ordered armed guards to refuse entry to Della Bosco from collecting his personal belongings from his own office. What madness is this? Talk about feuds… I love politics =.=
Also, what really gets on my nerves is people who complain all the time after exams. Yes, I get the fact exams are important, especially trials. Yes, I get the reason why people discuss and talk about exams and their marks. Yes, I get certain people have ”different standards” and that getting above 90 in the trial exam for chem just doesn’t satisfy them because their estimates might drop from a 99.8 to something abit lower. But seriously, think about the other people around you. Believe it or not, sometimes people don’t want to hear about you complaining about your exam mark that is significantly higher than most people, when they never asked to hear about how did you did. NO ONE CARES! Now stop complaining, be grateful for what is good in life and move on. The trials are not your world. In fact, how you do in your school trials is an extremely insignificant part of the short years you have on this Earth.
Ah, that felt much better ^^
Now onto happier things. Now that trials are over and we are getting results and estimates back, everything seems fairly relaxed. Been pretty happy with my marks beside English… I’ve actually had lots of fun letting loose and relaxing with friends. Open days, public transport, lunches, movies, karaoke, more karaoke (yes, you karaoke freaks who don’t get tired of karaoke unlike me know who you are) and other countless activities. Feel kind of unmotivated to work in the last few weeks (not getting the 4-5 hours recommended by Connors at all >.<”). Instead, I’ve been researching up and contemplating what I want to do in university. I think Medicine is really a great choice, but there are so many courses equally as good. Medicine applications are so daunting and the interviews sound very scary. I actually wanted to go to the morning interview groups on Thursdays because I usually have morning class on Wednesdays, but I wasn’t entirely sure how they would actually help. I guess maybe boost your confidence? I don’t actually really believe you can prepare for an interview, I’m more a be yourself and hope for the best person.
Speaking of that, the school handed out our references this week. For many of us, they are the first references we actually have. I have references from Maccas, Dominoes and West Ryde Veterinary Clinic, so I was less fascinated and only collected mine today. A found out that Mrs Billing accidentally did my reference for me. Even though I had never asked her to. I had asked Ms Burgess to. I guess I was quite flattered that she had done them without me asking, especially after finding out she had written mine before she had went on holidays. However, upon receiving my reference, I was horrified at what was present before my eyes. My expectations of an english teacher were totally shattered. I mean, she’s had me for 3 entire years and I’ve been in both her 2u and 3u classes all this time, yet all she managed to drum up were word for word incantations of the achievement list we had filled in. The writing was in about size 14-15 font and only half a page… The James Ruse logo and stamp took a greater portion of the reference than the actual measly 2 paragraph she had conjured. So I guess you could imagine my absolutely dismay today. I thought the point of letting us choose our own teachers to write references was that they would usually know you better and were able to reflect the person’s nature and character. If I wanted a report, I would have photocopied my school reports… Or my school certificate…
Luckily for me, Ms Burgess offered earlier to write the reference for me despite Mrs Billing already writing on. Upon presenting her with Billing’s offerings at 12:30 today, I was pleasantly surprised to find a speedy reference draft by 1:30. She had managed to conjure 6 full paragraphs from Billing’s nothingness. Because we didn’t want to offend Billing, Burgess actually had to write the reference without seeing all my details. Literally, all she had to work with was Billing’s 2 short paragraphs and she transformed it into the longest and most appeasing school reference I had laid eyes upon since Tina’s one.
Another amusing thing that has come to my attention is Year 12 formals. Yes, I should remind both myself and people that there is going to be less “goss” this year obviously. Plus the night is still young xD So please be patient and remember that your fellow Ruse 09ers do not exist purely for your entertainment (although certain people certainly fit that category for me at least =P). Seeing some people (me included) running around at times like a headless chicken overall formal table arrangements have forced me to write a few things I have learnt during the course of my travels(metaphorically speaking).
1. It is only a formal. I can’t repeat myself this enough. It is not the end of the world. The world is not perfect, so don’t expect your formal to be.
2. It does not matter if your table is not your “dream table”. A table can only fit 10 people, and unless you can travel between our 4D, 5D and6D(do you guys do this in physics?) and so on worlds, that is how it is going to stay. It doesn’t matter if certain people are not sitting with you because I’m sure you’ll be pleasantly surprised at how entertaining certain people on your table that you never would have expected are. You never know, you may end up having more fun with them than you could have ever guessed. Besides, the table are really close together. And by close together, I meant really really really close together. Everyone will be crashing each others table and you will spend enough time will all of your friends, I promise you that Oh and on a side note, please please please don’t write your name on a table that has a blank spaces, all because you think they don’t mind who sits with them. Also don’t assume people are sitting with you when you haven’t asked/told them anything. So don’t complain or bitch when you find out they had other plans already.
3. You do not have to ask someone as your formal partner. At least that is what I have learnt from Yr 10 when everyone went crazy/mad/crazy/even more made/even more crazy. Despite what the people around you are doing, do not conform to the pressure of asking someone to the formal or accepting someone’s request to the formal unless you actually truly want to. Otherwise, it’s just stupid. Does having a date for formal actually do anything for you? But for all those brave souls that ask, please be nice to them. It takes a lot of guts to ask someone to the formal, so don’t be a biatch (that applies to guys who get asked as well). And ask in real life dammit. Not over msn or over the phone. Don’t ask someone when they are surrounded by a billion people (unless you are damn sure they will accept straight away and don’t mind all the onlookers) and don’t have a list of people you want to ask and ask everyone down the list until you actually don’t get rejected for once or run out of people to ask.
4. If you actually have a date to a formal, don’t ignore them/run off for a night. If things are awkward, you never should have accepted in the first place, so you guys are douches… For guys, buy your date a corsage at least (plus other things if they are suitable for the occasion). Yes, don’t be a freaking cheapskate. I don’t care if the other person say they don’t want any, it’s the gesture that counts).
5. If you get rejected by someone, don’t feel bitter about it. In most cases, it really is nothing personal. And if it is, it’s probably your problem. Sorry, but that’s the way it is. If you still have complaints and can’t see how you could go wrong, well the other person probably isn’t worth spending your formal with anyway. Have fun with friends instead ^^ And if you don’t have any friends, there are companies online that sell u between 500-5000 friends on Facebook for between $100-$500 AUD =D
6. Don’t make a big deal out of what to wear or how you will look(this usually applies more for girls but applies for many guys as well). You look absolutely perfect the way you are, so there is no need to feel pressured to buy a wonderfully expensive suit or dress and accessories. No one really notices your hair on the night (in fact, I usually have fun laughing at guys with excessive gel or girls with very strangely curled hair). No one will even remember what shoes you are wearing or what handbags you take. No need to wear a low cut dress (people will just think u look skanky). No need to have enough bling to blind me after my Myopia exam (people will just see your giant ego).
7. No one cares if you go to the formal in a limo or another fancy car. I’ve been in many many limos, and trust me, they are over rated. A trip your house to the venue takes about 30mins and even picking up your friends takes a maximum of 1 hour. The thing I’ve found whilst riding in a limo is that there is surprisingly nothing special about one. The last time I was in one, I watched a movie and drank some European Sunkist (they had cool flavours) for most of the trip. Sure, it is nice being all dressed up and fancy on the night. But you talk just as much with friends on a train, a bus or even in your own car. Don’t be wasting mum and making unneccessary selfish demands on your parents to give you the money/waste the time for a fancy ride. Until you start making your own money, stick with what you’ve got. And don’t try dragging people who don’t want to waste their money into this scheme…
8. Stop gossiping/bitching excessively about people who bring dates from outside Ruse 09. People actually have lives outside of Ruse, so it shouldn’t surprise you if they are inviting other people. It’s probably cauz of those people that they ask other people to be their formal date in the first place.
9. Stop with the complaining. Formal committee did all they could, not like you could have done any better. And if you could, why didn’t you? It’s too late to change anything now and everything will be amazing (although I am sad I don’t get to act like a complete pyromaniac this time around). Couples will be couples. Get over it… It’s their formal. What do you expect? You would probably do mostly the same thing as well. Just don’t pry into something that isn’t your business. And if they really are disturbing you, move elsewhere.
10. Remember to enjoy yourself. Nothing and I mean nothing should be spoiling the night. It really is the last function we will have together as a whole grade. A remember to thank all your teachers, mentors and friends who have helped you get here and make those you love feel special on this wonderful night.
If you have made it this far, reading my incoherent ramblings, I apologise in advance for things that are random/things that make no sense. It really had been a late and tiring night, so I’ll bid you all a farewell.
Feel free to comment on anything in this post. I would love to hear your thoughts as well. I’m sure you’ve heard this a billion times and those with blogs would know, but people that comment makes you feel very very happy and loved.
