Merry Christmas

I know it's a bit late, but Merry Christmas everybody. I've been a bit busy lately. I mean, it is Christmas, so I've been to about three barbecues in three days. I also went to Echuca for a night and I'm staying at Port Campbell for a night tommorow. After the new year, I'm going to Lakes Entrance for a few days so yeah, have a happy new year.

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And another thing...

I remember what I was going to talk about now. The World Cup Draw. For those of you living under a boulder (not a rock), Australia drew Brazil, Japan and Croatia (listed here in 'threat'/ownage order) to play in the first round in the World Cup. What luck. Of all teams, they had to pick Brazil. I'll make a one dollar bet on Australia winning against Brazil, because the odds will be about 1000:1.

Bored

Has anyone done anything interesting lately? Good. Sounds great. I've been so bored. I went bowling with a random the other day (cough, cough) and owned him. Both times. Hard. Then I got owned in pool but hey, bowling's a real mans game, as opposed to pool, which is parabolas and angles and the derivative of cosine. If anyone wants to go somewhere, tell me.

Revolutionary

...new URL (as in revolutionary new URL)!

It's more user-friendlier than before and is easier to say. Now why did I pick Mohork? If you have seen me in, say, the last one and a half years, you would know. But also because it's easier to type in, sounds cooler and is cooler.

Yayzor

What a way to end the school year. By seeing Harry Potter the fourth on the last day with six of my mates. A perfect way to cap off a mostly perfect year. The marks were alright (or all right if you do it O'Reilley's way, except they weren't all right, some of them were damn wrong), but the experiences have been awesome. Thanks for a great time, guys.

Speech Night

According to most people, Speech Night, which was last night, was a roaring success. I wouldn't know, because I only came out for Tattam Band performances then went backstage to play poker. I love Tattam Band.

Last day of school tommorrow. If you know what's right for you, see Harry Potter after school tommorow. I know I am. Which brings me to the point. Why is Australia so behind? I mean, it doesn't take a lot of work to be able to show a movie at the same time as the rest of the world is showing it. HP's been out for about two weeks now in America and the UK. Booooooooooooooooooo.

Transmasition

Hands up if you found transition pointless, boring and lax. I can just visualise a classroom of double hands up. The only transition that was meaningful was the maths, and that was just Tsinidis telling us he hates teaching methods.

A few days ago something freaky happened. Every car that I was discussing passed us on the road on the way home. I was talking about how cool a Mazda 3 looked and bam, there it was. Then I was talking about a Holden looking awesome in that green colour and shizzle, one of them zoomed past. Then we talked about Subaru's and guess what we saw? Wrong, we saw a Subaru. Today I was talking about a Mazda 3 with Banh and we almost walked into one. Isn't that funny?

Roma Victor

Sorry, too much Gladiatior. What I meant what Socceroos Victor, except it doesn't roll off the tongue.

Anyway, what a great way to get into the World Cup. Penalty shootout. The hero of the game is unanimously Mark Schwarzer. Although the game did get a bit boring at times, there were some tense moments ie. Recoba missing the goal by 2 cm and hitting the back of the net on the other side. It was pretty stupid subbing him off, but it was pretty smart putting Kewell on. He played excellently. Viduka, on the other hand, was off form the whole game. He even missed a penalty, poor guy.

Anyway, transition has been a scream. Awesome fun. Really awesome. I mean the going home early bit.

I'll sprock your mum

Notice how all pop songs aren’t called pop anymore? It’s because pop doesn’t get any cred anymore. Black pop singers call its R n B/Pop, the ones with guitars in their songs name it prock, and Anastacia names her genre sprock. We all know its pop.

On another note, download ‘Trapped in the Closet’ by R. Kelly. Fantastic song by a fantastic singer.

Work experience

Work experience was fun in a hard-working kind of way. Imagine doing it for ten days…

Basically all I did was stack stuff and clean stuff. Sounds pretty exciting, doesn’t it? Tell if your work experience was anymore different than mine.

Exams are over and I have a clarinet exam on Monday. I feel like the rest of the month is going to be a waste of time. What else are we going to do? Tattam band rehearsals and singing. Yay.

Exam stress

Yay, exams in two days. Boy I feel happy. I know I should have studied more, but I haven’t, and now’s not the time for regret. The time for that is after the exams. By  the way, Kelvin says that it might be a copy of the 2002 exam. That’s science, I mean. It’s not there on the intranet, but you can change the URL to 2002 and it’ll get you there. No GarynT’s about what Kelvin claims. Anyway, back to studying.

So much hw lahz/tribute to the greatness of Ursher

Verse 1

I’m the kind of bruther/who bin doin’ my work since I was a kid
Without a care.
And every homework/that I did always broke down in tears/
Without a care.
Until I met this school/that turned the tables around (it caught me by surprise).
I never thought I’d be the one/breaking down (I can’t figure it out). Why I’m so/

Chorus

Caught up/got me feeling/
Caught up/I don’t know what it is/
But it seems it’s got me twisted/
I’m so/caught up/
Got me feeling/caught up/
I’m losing control, this works got a hold on me.

Verse 2

My muma told me/no matter how much work you do it always come back around
Same old work/yeah.
And I was so sure/they were laughing at me cos I know I had gotten an A/
But I was so wrong.
This work/I do/it really turned me out (I’m so tired, not looking forward to the daylight).
My homies say/this work is cramping my style (I cain’t figure it out). Why I’m so/

Chorus x 2

Bridge

This work/I do/it really turned me out
My homies say/this work is cramping my style/I’m so

Chorus x 2

Camp Part II

What a fantastic week at camp...not.

It wasn't really a week. In fact, it was no where near a week. I rolled my ankle on the step up to the rock climbing wall while I was running to switch on the light. In the dark. Upon reflection, it was a pretty stupid thing to do. Then I hobbled my way into the dining room and got told to sit there while everybody left for spotlight. I played Matt in chess though (Matt's the camp guy). Anyhow, the next morning he told me that I had to go home, as my ankle was no better. So I've been cooped up in my house since Tuesday afternoon and nobody gives a damn. So much for 'the best camp.'

Camp Part I

Camp tommorrow. I need 3 thin woolen jumpers and I’ve only got 2. I’m gonna break down and cry because of it. It’s a bit extreme. How many do we actually need? They told us last time that we were supposed to bring a raincoat when they had 5 million of them. Apart from these things, I figure this will be an alright camp, given what everyone else has said. By the way, we’re the last camp to go. It’s going to be advantageous to our exam results for sure. Anyway, I’ll talk to you all when I get back. Till then, peace out.  

Holiday reflections

The holidays have gone by, as I’m sure you’ve all noticed, and I did about two hours of studying. Now I’m going to wish I did more.

There’s camp for us next week. It would be awesome, except for the fact that when we come back there’s going to be about a week and a half before exams. That’s gonna be a scream.

Polls closed

Yeah, my polls closed about fifty years ago. To all my fans out there, sorry I haven't blogged for roughly that time. Homework takes up abiout 70 per cent of my life.

Anyway, the results of the poll were a draw, even though 3 people voted. James Cheng says 'general knowledge.' Garyn, being AZN, said maths. Banh, with the decider, said 'general maths', which I decided was half a vote either way. So the official results were 1.5 for maths and 1.5 for general knowledge.

People, please comment on my blog. I've heard tell of people who visit and don't comment. That's a crime and is punishable by law.

OmG...LyK dOn'T TaLk NoRmAlLy iTs UnKeWl

Quote Garyn: "n bbl i makin dinas for father dai". How embarrasing. Can you get more Asian? How many spelling mistakes are there. Look at day/dai. Analyse it. Is there any difference in the number of letters used? I'm all for conveniance, but dai instead of day is just stupid. And what the hell is makin dinnas? As if he makes 40 dinners. He takes the s off father's day and puts it on the end of "dina". Well done.

Count down to my birthday

It’s my birthday in…5 months! But seriously though, everyone seems to have their birthday around now. My sister, mum, dad, grandpa, grandma, family friend, Andrew, Terence, Eugene, Kishara…I’m sure I’ve left someone out and their going to be really cut at me. Oh well.

Captain Obvious really does strike again (tribute to Catcher in the Rye, hence the extremely long title, and did I tell you about my excursion etc)

I can't help being Captain Obvious. I really can't. Sometimes people just ask stupid questions that force you into being Captain Obvious. It's not like it's a bad thing. I just don't like being Captain Obvious.

The other day, my goddamn English teacher asks me a regular Seers and Roebuck in the Shawshank Redemption meant. I said it meant that the guy had everything and does it by smuggling. Then she asks me what Seers and Roebuck was. Well, naturally, I said its a smuggling company. I mean, there's no such thing as that, but what are you supposed to say? I'm not American. Speaking of American, it's not a really good time to be American, what with the hurricane and all. And bombs. It really isn't. Anyway, my goddamn poll closes on Wednesday. Don't know why I'll make it that day. I just will. Tell your friends to vote.

Cross country

I ran the cross country (5km) in 39 mins. Actually, it was more of a jog-walk. It's good for me.

Michael (what kind of name is that) Che Il Joong made me think of an interesting question the other day. Would you rather know general knowledge stuff, like a saxophone is made NOT out of wood, but indeed out of brass (as Michael Che Il Joong thought it was made of wood), or get 100% on both maths exams? Consider it as a general question, not just about the saxophone. Leave your answer in my comments. And no, this is not a desperate plea for comments.

New phone

Yay, new phone. Nokia 3230, in case any of you are interested at all. It's an awesome phone with Bluetooth AND Infrared (lol, James and his backward technology).

On the subject of phones, Andrew Chen and Garyn have a different take on expensiveness. And so does Arjun. Garyn's like 'I want that 800 dollar phone, bit expensive though' and Visa's like 'That's not expensive'. Then Chen goes 'I've only got 300 dollars, can't buy a phone.' Oh yeah, don't learn how to paragraph off this post.

Comments

I found out today that people that I get along with go out of their way to say 'hi'. You know, when you don't see them but they still come up to you and say hi. Yeah, you know what I mean. It's not that hard, and it doesn't cost anything, but that's the type of people I get along with.

Anyway, leave comments if you know what's good for you.

Sunday rehersals and the absence of them

I feel like I have so much free time on the weekend now that Sunday rehersals have ended. I mean, I can't believe that I ever thought that weekends were short.

I think the winter concert could have had more ensembles in it and that it didn't have much variety. I think I played pretty well, though, and I can't do more than that.

The Lion King production is toolish. Up until 30 October, you can only book single seats. Who's going to go by themselves (apart from Garyn)?

Mr. iPod

Star Struck

Andrew Huang 10J

Michael Smith didn’t have many friends. But he was happy. Well, happy as you could be while being teased every day and having but two friends.

That brings us to why Michael was teased, which is also the reason for his happiness. Michael was teased not so much for what he looked like (as he was quite handsome), but his friends and what he did in his spare time – acting. His friends, however, fully supported his acting. Samuel Anderson thought that Michael’s acting was fantastic and that he would make it far. Robert Sandini thought that Michael’s acting was emotionally charged and said that it brought tears to his eyes. However, a particularly malevolent bully, named Jack, who loathed Michael and his acting, seemed to exert all his energy and spend all his spare time humiliating Michael. Just earlier that day Michael had been subjected to Jack’s techniques of humiliation. It was now playing over and over again in his mind, like a scene out of a dark, edgy movie.

It was a beautiful morning. Michael thought that nothing could go wrong, as they had double sport first up and they would be under constant teacher supervision. He was wrong. Fifteen minutes into the soccer game, Jack had a shot at ‘goal’. Michael’s head had ‘coincidentally’ been in the way. As he collapsed with a shout of pain, he had heard a distinct snicker come out of Jack’s mouth. When the teacher came over, Jack was feigning care.

“Are you all right?” he had asked in what would have been a concerned voice. Michael couldn’t answer. His jaw was too sore to move. As soon as the teacher had his back to him, Jack leered at him.

During recess, Michael, with Robert and Samuel beside him, confronted Jack, who seemed to be alone.

“Why the hell did you kick the ball at me?” he said angrily.

“Your head was in the way,” Jack replied, sneering. Michael noticed that Jack’s gang was slowly gathering behind him.

“That’s a lie.” He was starting to get scared.

“Prove it.” Jack’s gang was moving in closer now.

“Let’s go,” Samuel said in a trembling whisper. Before they could move, however, a member of Jack’s crew pulled Michael back by the neck roughly.

“What are you going to do now?” Jack taunted. “Act your way out?” Michael was gasping for breath. After what seemed like minutes, he was dropped unceremoniously onto the ground.

“Go tell a teacher,” Jack said, with his gang laughing. He knew that he wouldn’t. Michael and his friends ran as fast as they could.

However, Michael only dwelt on this horrible memory because he knew he would never have to face something of its like again. Something wonderful had happened. After auditioning for a part in a Hollywood movie after school, Michael had been informed that he had gotten the part and would be jetting off to Hollywood the next morning. Upon arriving at his house, Michael told his mum the great news and made hasty phone calls to Samuel and Robert, saying he would talk to them later.

The next morning, Michael boarded the plane. His first thought was that he would not have to return to school and be teased. However, he then thought about the friends that he was leaving behind. I’ll talk to them later, Michael thought as the plane took off.

Ten years on, Michael was being lauded as being ‘one of the best actors to ever arrive at Hollywood’. He had starred in a string of blockbusters and was now commanding millions of dollars for every movie that he acted in, on top of the fortune that he had already made. This was the reason for his invitation to a dinner party organised by his actor friend, John Fenton.

Michael strolled around, shaking the hands of famous directors and avoiding people who were milling around with drinks. After a while, Michael met up with John again. John smiled warmly.

“Michael, this Shannon Shearer,” he said enthusiastically, motioning towards a young woman who was obviously an actor. “We met on the set of my latest movie. I’ll leave you two to talk.” With that, John seemed to magically mingle back into the crowd. Michael, however, was entranced by Shannon.

“Hi Michael,” said Shannon, smiling, “It’s an honour to meet you. I’ve heard from John and practically everyone in Hollywood what a great actor you are.” And one of the richest, she thought.

“I’ve heard that you’re not so bad yourself,” Michael replied. And so it went on. He even ignored the phone call from Samuel, as he had taken to doing recently. Their conversation ended hours later, when the party had ended, with the words “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

A week later, Michael and Shannon were touted as being ‘the hottest new couple’. They seemed inseparable. However, their relationship came to a grinding halt when Michael suddenly lost all his scripts because he was ‘uncommitted.’ His accountants claimed that at his current expenditure every year, he would be bankrupt in two years. After hearing this, Shannon disappeared without even a goodbye. John wouldn’t answer his phone. I’ll survive, thought Michael.

He was wrong again. A company that he had invested a big part of his fortune in had gone bankrupt. There were also a series of lawsuits filed against him. He was sure these were being used to scar his name and destroy any chance of him returning to fame. Michael’s wealth was rapidly diminishing. None of his friends would talk to him. I need to find a job, he thought in desperation.

And so Michael started working at a restaurant back in his home town. While he was there, he met a lady named Nicole Daniels, who was struggling to pay her rent. They immediately felt attracted to each other, as they both had many things in common. After a strong, steady relationship of three years, they decided to marry and spend the rest of their lives together. Michael Smith didn’t have many friends. But he was happy.

Wow, my short story is gangsta.

I got called iPod by one (or both) of Sam's chick friends today. I feel like they've taken away my basic human rights.

Arm hurts

Today was one of the most useless days ever. From a wasted class time, wasted reccess, wasted lunchtime...everything.
I'm slowly becoming rebellious. I got a detention for English (underserved) and I almost go another one for accidentally wagging French to watch theatre sports. Then I skipped compulsory singing yesterday. At least I went to the one today. And my arm hurts.
I saw an article in the well-written mX today. It had an article on why iPods are so pop. They say it's personalised. As in, instead of calling it RT-2045, or something generic like that, they call it the iPod. So true. Another reason was that you could buy iPod socks for it. That's cool (cough). That's like something Nigel would do. Oh, he's already done it. Then there's another reason. You can buy cool accesories to use with it, such as lasers. LolZ (Asian side fighting to get out). Last (or at least that's all I can remember) but not least, you can play solitaire on it. Now that would go well with your tag of 'Cool-cool Mc. Cool'.

Detention

Detention wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. I mean, all I did was stay after school to do some homework. I still think I got detentionised unjustly. But it was fun, in a weird, twisted sort of sense. Now the next thing to look forward to is Episode II of Sunday rehersals.

What I really hate

Do you all know what I really hate? O'Reilly. In short, she gave me a friday afternoon detention for an unjust reason. There were people sleeping in class (no naming), people rummaging in recycle bins for, um, nothing and peole bashing each other and she has to catch me and Garyn playing on the calcumalator. Guess I'll cop it like a man and turn up.

Sunday Rehersals

Man, rehersals were boring today. Nobody even turned up. I was stuck with this random clarinet and this MacRob chick. Then I found Chris...at twelve o'clock, after an hour of wandering around by myself, listening to my iPod.

Today, I found out that iPod plays music to match your mood. On my way to South Yarra to buy lunch, it started playing 'Lonely'. Then, when this guy was trying to pick up, it started playing 'Are You Gonna Be My Girl'. When I was starting to get bored, it played 'Axel F.' The list goes on. Oh yeah, just like the One Ring, it can read your mind. I'm looking forward to the next installment of 'Sunday Rehersals'.

Check mate

This happened a while ago, but I've finally organised work experience. Then I realised that there wasn't much of a rush. I mean, practically no-one has organised theirs.

The fad of Chinese Chess is still going strong despite Andrew Chiu's attempts to replace it with Mahjong. The 'Pow', as Michael Phan calls it, still lives. Incidentally, the photo is mine. I took it for Photojournalism. Yes, that is James Cheng playing. And yes, he is losing. As per usual. And the games barely started...

iRing

Highlight of the day: lacrosse. Even though people just went crazy, it was fun, in a Frenchie, stick-throwing thing sort of way. Those helmets are pretty goddamn useless. I mean, no one even got hit on the head.

Anyway, onto books. I finished the newest Harry Potter at a speed of which many people either call slow or fast. I finished it on Monday morning. I highly recommend it. Even if I didn't, all of you would buy it anyway. I highly disrecommend Catcher in the Rye, as it is about nothing and the philosophy of nothingness. And about a random American guy wagging school.

I have also drawn similarities between the iPod and the One Ring in The Lord of the Rings trilogy.

1. Apple is using it to take over the world.
   
2. It seems to possess people and make them envious. People go to extremes to get their hands on one eg. stealing.
3. Once you get one, you can't leave it at home or not use it.
4. It's shiny (well, the mini is anyway).

Hence, iRing. Anyway, I'm not bagging it. They are awesome. It's just my opinion. Oh yeah, leave comments. Comments unblock my Chi...

Bombing of England

I decided to go fishing last night. I know, not really that exciting. But then when I came home at eleven, I saw that terrorists had bombed England. These things always happen when I go to bed even slightly later then normal. The tsunami happened late at night when I was awake as well. By the way, I offer my condolences to England.

Death-Hop

I haven't posted in a while but now I have lots to post about, which makes sense. Anyway, I finished doing community service today at an old folks home. I saw something on TV which was hilarious. When being interviewed on, guess what, swimming, Ian Thorpe revealed that he wasn't swimming at the championships. Big deal. When questioned on why he doesn't swim the 1500m anymore, Mr.-I-have-a-huge-vocab replied 'It's, like, too far.' I found it funny at least. I can just hear you blinking stupidly about now.

This girl that was doing community service declared that she liked R n B singers like Jamelia (who isn't) and this other guy said he liked death metal. I like hip-hop and R n B, so I think there should be a fusion of death metal and hip-hop to create death-hop (or hip-metal). I mean, to suit everyones taste.

I've just found out that the holidays are over and I haven't done anything constructive. Well, that's life.

I also found out that you can get fake livestrong bands from 2 dollar shops. There you go, Garyn. Get one for your sister. Anyway, I better start on doing some homework.

School's out

Term 2 is over for another year and I'm thinking about what I'm going to do over the holidays. There's too many movies to watch and too many things to organise, such as work experience and community service.

To summarise this term, it was better than expected but also dissappointing. In some things, I could have done better. However, in some subjects, I really could have done a lot better. In other words, I sucked.

The community service place called after I sent them a letter 3 months ago. I'm still waiting for them to call back after I called them an hour ago.

Anyway, everybody have a good holiday.

The Social

After being all hyped up about the social, I conclude that it was a pointless waste of 3 hours. The music was good, but what did my friends do? Apart from 'looking for people' that I didn't know and hanging with random chicks, they 'Chillaxed' instead of being 'In da club'. If I go next year, I'm gonna make sure there's going to be more people there and that I'm not gonna get ditched. Anyway, hope you all had fun.

Ethnicities

I've come to a conclusion: there are many ethnic-within-ethnic groups at our school. Let's take a closer look at what I'm rambling on about.

You have Asians. However, within this group, you have the:

1. "Harkaw" I-breakdance-morning-noon-and-night-and-I-have-orange-hair-and-iPod AZN.
2. I-study-in-the-library-for-breakfast-lunch-and-tea Asians.
3. Last but not least, the miscellaneous ones that don't know where they belong.

Then you get the White Guys/Caucasians. These are:

1. The tallish "I-hit-my-head-on-the-train-door" man.
2. The exceedingly annoying "I-steal-your-blazer" tool.
3. The sporty ones ie. I try out for every sports team and make all of them.
4. And lastly, the ones that are library-space renters.

The third group is the Curries/Indians/Pakistanis/Sri Lankan. You get:

1. The "yo, wattup, I'm-black-in-case-you-haven't noticed" curry.
2. The exceptionally smart curries who seem not to study at all.
3. The curries that study a lot and end up where they started.
4. The sporty curries.

However, MHS, being a racially tolerant school, also has a mix of miscellaneous people, who are far too numerous (or far too few) to mention. Also I apologise to anti-hyphon activists.

Bored

Well, this is the period after exams when teachers don't want to do anything, like you, but try to anyway. It's the time when your so bored you can't play another round of Chinese Chess against Garyn. Or another game of Phoenix. Or do anything constructive. The list goes on and on... That's why I haven't blogged for ages. Because there is nothing to blog about.

Anyway, everybody, go to the social. You know you want to.

Fadish

This is totally unrelated to the title of this post, but I remember a couple of years back when I was on the Spirit of Tasmania (three guesses where I was going), when they announced that 'Eileen Dover' was to come to the reception. I don't know if it was coincidence or a prank, but I'm dead serious, that's what I heard.

Anyway, directly relating to the title of the post. I think that Bahn is possibly the most fadish person I have ever known. Yesterday, he revealed that he kept a pink stanley knife in his inside pocket. I mean, anyone worth half their weight in fashion magazines would know that pink is the 'in' colour. Talk about gangsta.

Exam stress

Sorry (or not) that I haven't been blogging for a while (Banh would by happy) but I've been struck by exam stress. I've got proof that it happens.

Yesterday, during our maths exam, a Year Nine kid who's supposed to be doing his Japanese exam picks up a maths paper and started reading it. Don't know why he did, but he got to about half way when Alexei walks in late (again) and asks about his paper. This then causes the stupid year 9 to go 'Oh, I have a maths paper'. This prompts everyone to call him a 'retard'. I mean, how can you not realise after all the warning signs (year 10, maths exam, doesn't look like Jap etc.)? Then again, maybe he thought it looked Jap. I dunno.

Exams are finally over. Stress has died down considerably, considering the fact that Gary Zhang was stressing over how many marks he lost in maths (probably none).

Oh yeah, contrary to popular belief, I did not make a blog because it is a so-called fad. That is a slanderous lie. Anyway, it's not a fad. Banh might want it to be to be cool...

On a low note, however, (who said you had to finish on a high note?), we lost form soccer. 3-0. Bahn (I shouldn't even mention him in this post) is going to get his knee caps shot.

Short?

Today I've realised something. I'm not actually that short. See, at 168, you might think 'he's not that tall', but I'm only 15.

I have statistics to prove it. Out of the five Andrew's in our class, I'm the second tallest. The next Andrew up (Andrew Chen) is *only* a meager 13 cm taller than me.

I think I'm called short because of many reasons. One, because I'm fat. Two, I look young. Three, I catch the train home with mostly tall people ie. Bahn, Arjun, Ben and Nigel. They're all giants flying in the sky.

On a random note, 10J won again. It was a close game, 6-2 or 6-3. Well, close for anyone who plays us.

G-dawg

I haven't 'blogged' for a while now, cos of exams, but now I actually have something constructive to post. It's an attack on Garyn.

On Tuesday, during Maths, he came up to me and said 'F--- you, niger b----', while denying he's racist or black.

On Thursday, I find out that his friend/s (or lack of them) calls him 'G-dawg'. How black can you get.

Bullying survey

Today in 'French', we took a bullying survey. I noted some things that were interesting:

They stated that fighting is not counted as bullying (as if we don't enjoy watching it).

They also asked us if we had been discriminated against (being asian at Melbourne High has its virtues).

They then asked us if we had seen anyone damaging or stealing peoples' property (Andrew Chen and Garyn Tan, new game: Counter-Steal).

Until next time.

Hangman

Today, during double maths with a sub, we played 'maths hangman'. After using a few of the maths teachers' names, they came up with a word that nobody could guess. I shouted out an awesome comment, even if I do say so myself: 'K for dislexic'. Now that was the highlight of my day. Just shows you how much the exam pressure and boredom was getting to me.

At lunch time, this Blake guy decided to abuse me because I was a 'f--king year nine'. There you have it. Stress and anxiety all wrapped up in one package.

Soccer (again)

Just a warning: you will be hearing about a lot about soccer and exams in the coming weeks...

Today at lunch, I was watching my form play soccer, being a great patriot, when I heard something that was waaaaaaaaaay below the belt. Some people, such as James Bahn (who wishes to remain anonymous) started chanting 'Johnnie sleeps with Laios'. I swear that Laios just stopped for a second after that chant. Not that I'm cut, but you know, he might be. And he's in my form. Cruel, heartless people crippled him with their words. I hope they lose form soccer (cough, cough). If they don't, I'll make sure they do.

P.S. Exams are stupid.

iRule

iRule - the new mp3 player made by me! 21 gb of storage, 13 hours of battery life and world-famous Square wheel. Order one from me today!

And another thing...

Another thing that I hate:

Teachers giving you assignments while telling you to revise for exams.

Don't you hate it when...

Don't you hate it when:

- You spend half your weekend 'fixing' your hard drive, thinking it's a hardware problem to find out that it's a software problem? Then in the MX the next day there's an article teaching how to install a new hard drive.

- People borrow a $50 note off you and return it in tens and twentys?

Oh yeah, and a random note. There is no shame losing to 10J in soccer, as they are unbeatable.

I should be doing homework...

As I type this, I'm supposed to be finishing 5 exercises in maths, finish my conflicts assignment, start my book report and science project. And something that I just can't seem to remember... The point is, don't you sometimes wish you had Hyperthreading installed into your brain? I mean, get real, exams are coming up and we're still trying to 'manage' our homework 'effectively'. Anyway, until next time, have fun with your homework everybody.

Celebrate Controversial Goals Week

Earlier this week, Liverpool won against Chelsea 1-0 after 'scoring'/scoring a goal that was supposedly on the the line/over the line. Today at lunchtime, Kevin Fernandez scored /'scored' a goal from halfway which was called out by some, and in by some. Watch us on Monday. We will score a 'controversial goal.'

Kill Mushrooms

To all Maple Story players, go kill those mushrooms.

To all the non-Maple Story players (the world is divided into Maple Story players and non-Maple Story players), you really should go to www.mapleglobal.com and download it. It's a quality game with 3D graphics (not really) but it's still cool.

Captain Obvious Strikes Again

I will now describe in vivid detail my day. We (me and my friend) start our journey to Melbourne Park at 1 30 ish (very detailed). I pulled my phone out to see where we were. My phone declared that we were in 'Melbourne'. Captain Obvious strikes again. We finally get there all wet and tired to find that the teacher hadn't bothered to tell us that tennis was cancelled. To cap things off, it was raining, we had our bags and...we found out later that if we had got ther 5 mins earlier we would have been told 2 go home. So we walked all the way back to Richmond Station.

Some Awesome Songs to Download

Awesome Songs to Download

I Miss You - Blink 182
The Last Episode - Dr. Dre
In da Club - Fiddy
I'm Back - Baby Bash feat. Akon
Yeah! - Ursher feat. Ludacris and Lil Jon
Behind Blue Eyes - Limp Bizkit
I Don't Wanna Know - Mario
My Boo - Ursher and Alicia Keys

If anyone has problems finding these songs on the net (you won't), contact me thru msn.

Welcome!

Welcome y'all to the number one site on the Internet! Not much here yet but there will be soon...

Hero

Just a note to all: there are red versions of the Live Strong bands coming out to support SIDS from next week. If you have any heart at all, go buy one from your SRC homie. Plus it says "Hero" on it. You want to be a hero, don't you?