Suspicious

Some people who were very suspicious today. Not as in they were suspicious. Suspicious as in they suspected me and my crew of...something.

First incidence: Me, Banh, Yappo and random significant others at Myer purchased something. Stupid shop attendant guy comes along and asks us if we would like to purchase that. In an extremely accusatory tone. Number of flaws in the accusation (that's what it was):

1. Myer bag usually indicates purchase from Myer.

2. We were mucking around with it in the store, but why would we be if we were going to thief it?

3. The aforementioned product is kept under lock and key.

4. We were smiling.

I think it's basically because we were:

1. Asian

2. Students

3. In a group.

Something of a similar calibre happened but it was even weirder. I was in the canteen, trying to make a phone call (as you do) when the teacher tells me it's illegal. I stare at her, because I'd never heard anything so ludicrous in my life. Then she thinks I'm trying to be smart. "It's lunchtime," I say, trying to defend my rights. "Don't use your phone in the canteen in front of me," says she. What the hell. What else can I do? Coming back to suspicion and numbers, she probably thought I was either:

1. Trying to organise under-the-table canteen money laundering

2. Arranging for someone to be hurt

3. Trying to detonate a bomb, in which case she could stop me from doing so by telling me to put my phone away.

Anyway, it irks me. Until next time.

Scary

I'll tell you what's scary? Standing in the wall while someone's taking a free kick in football (soccer). That's the stuff of nightmares. Actually, when I reflect now, it's probably less scary when you face the ball. When your back is turned, you wait for the inevitable, shocking pain. Unless they miss. Then the whole wall breathes a collective sigh of relief. Now I know why they don't put microphones near the players on the pitch now. All you would hear during a free kick is the wall going "OMG, it's Ronaldinho, hope he doesn't kick it at me, I don't care if he gets a goal." That would be highly unsportsmanlike, not to mention cowardly.

Speaking of scary, exams are scary. Ludo isn't doing much to help either. "Study hard, or you're going to fail. You better beat MacRob this year, you n00bs." Oh well. What can you do.

On a random side note, not that the aforementioned wasn't random, the winter concert was a blast. It was more funny than fun though, if you take my meaning. The funniest thing was this Year 9 MacRob girl hitting on me, then being disappointed when she found out I was in Year 12, not Year 10. Then going for the guy next to me, who she thought was Year 9, but was Year 11. Hilarious stuff. The performance was alright, but it wasn't that great when you factor in the rehearsal time.

Probably shouldn't get a haircut before Nigel's 18th. I like the way it is now.

Verberising

I've now realised that anything, absolutely anything, can be turned into a verb (verberised). Just add an -ing at the end, but don't forget, when -ing comes to stay, the e goes away.

Take, for example, LAN. Traditionally, this stood for Local Area Network. A noun. Now, it has been mutated into a verb, lanning, the meaning of which is open to interpretation. Well, not really. It just means gaming with other people who feel like gaming. Which leads me nicely to my next example. Game.

Lanning was the pioneer. Now, random verberisations are appearing left, right and centre on good ol' MSN Messenger version 7.3(?). "I'm waterpoloing," says Alexei. "I'm hwing," benni says, which could be interpreted as "H-winging" or, for the more astute of you, "homeworking." I'm predicting the next phrased to be verberised is "hot chocolate" to "hot chocolating," meaning "I'm drinking hot chocolate." End pointless observation number 5, 980, 511.

As a side thing, Arsenal ftw in the Premier League. Arsenal pwnz u, full n00bz. If anyone is 18 and wants to go TABing for me, give a me a shout. Until next time, verberise some other random oft-used phrase.

Cool factor

Something that y'all have thought about but have been to afraid to say: "Man, that guy's cool, he knows 5, 000, 000, 000 girls, I wish I could be like him." Why does that constitute a cool person? What does cool mean?

Measure my coolness based on the number of girls I know. I have 9 girls on my MSN list. Of those seven, 2 actually interact with me. Of the other 7, 3 of them are cousins, 4 don't talk to me unless they want money or drugs. At least one of them hates me. That's being optimistic. For all I know, they could all hate me. In fact, for all I know, most of my 72 contacts hate (ok fine, dislike) me. How cool am I?

Not very. In fact, I wouldn't be very cool using most any other measurement. I wear schmick clothes, and use ridiculously discombobulated and liturgically astounding words, but apart from that, there's not that much else going for me.

Someone who is awesome does not "bask in their own awesomeness", as someone from Mean Girls once said. I think coolness is the ability to get on with everyone, and generally be a good person (vague terms are awesome as well).

But back to you, massive fanbase. How would you define coolness or synonyms thereof?