Thanks

And as if just to reinforce the point, Arsenal won against Hull this morning, capping off what turned out to be quite a swell week for me.

If you don't know what I'm talking about, you may recall that I predicted that good week would follow after Arsenal beat Liverpool on the weekend. Read for more information.

By swell, I mean mostly good.

Annual Kris Kringle with A Rotational Roster of People on Thursday night went quite well, except for the timing issues. I have no idea why, on that day, people had to turn up late, leave early, and just generally not fit in with the plan. Must have been a bad day to pick. But apart from that, it all clicked together fairly well. Most things that I plan generally do, I think, except when people mess them up for me.

Anyway, I got a shirt to add to my growing collection (thanks Davy), and Yvonne seemed pleased with what I gave her. I hope. Unless I'm reading the signs wrong again, as I am wont to do. I think everyone else liked the 'things' that I made them, useless and non-functional though they may be, and Linda didn't kill me for defying her direct order not to make her anything, so I guess that worked out alright. All I know is that I've been completely turned off folding stars, at least for a while, and Sicilian salmon with potatoes at Airstream is also getting a bit old. Alas, must find new thrills.

Imesha and Linda bailed halfway through our dinner, so we moseyed on down to the cinema to watch Avatar.

Personally, I didn't like the 3Dness. Apart from the fact that you had to pay an extra dollar to watch 3D (unless you're Yvonne and have five pairs of spare 3D goggles at home), I thought that it actually made most of the movie look worse. I wasn't really feeling the 3D, and when I did, it just looked like one of those dodgy lenticular things you get out of chip packets. It looked less realistic than it would have on a normal screen. Everything just sort of looked stuck on. But it was a good movie. Not that Davy would know. I found out just then that he fell asleep during the film. He's making a habit of this. First New Moon with his girl, then Avatar.

On Friday, nothing much happened, except for Victor coming over and fiddling with my computers, and FIFA 10. Thanks Victor.

Saturday, would've liked to have gone to Kylie's, but no transport/didn't want to trouble other people in giving me a lift/ditched by Victor. Sorry Kylie.

Just then was the NQT Christmas dinner. It was cool. Found out that Catherine is a pretty cool person, and that I'm a pretty terrible person to sit next to at dinner, as I pretty much go quiet. Also, 'Same Girl' is a universally recognised benchmark of an awesome song.

Here's to having more fun-laden and awesome times ahead. It's a shame really, because I have all this free time, and no-one to spend it with. Guess I'll just practice my newly-acquired guitar (thanks for the Christmas present parents) and my grandpa clarinet. Perhaps working out more. But definitely no more folding of stars.

Word of the Day: Thanks

The opposite of no is yes

The most profound statement I have ever come across.

You're probably thinking that a 60-year-old philosopher came up with this.

Well, you're wrong.

A Grade 3 student of mine came up with this nugget.

It's great. It's not wrong. In fact, it's very right. But you would be quick to dismiss it as being an extraneous and useless statement.

However, it highlights how often we take things for granted. Maybe one day, you'll come across a situation where no is not the opposite of yes, though I'm yet to come across one that I remember. But it's one of those profound statements which prepare you for the eventuality that something like this will happen one day, and you'll know what to do.

Except you won't know what to do. But you'll be prepared for it anyway.

As a side note, let me know if you do, or already have, come across a situation where yes is not the opposite of no. Should be interesting.

Word of the Day: Opposite

Orientation Day 09 - Ambassadors ftw

Today, I, along with the other BusEco Ambassadors, showed students around during orientation.

Fairly unexciting stuff, bordering on boring you may think, but there was a twist.

See, I was doing this on my gimp leg. Which hurt like hell in the morning, but strangely got better progressively during the day.

We had a ball of a time. However, I do wish that I could mingle with everyone in the group. That would make it a lot more fun. Not that it isn't now.

'Mingle' was also an overused word today. 'Mingle' this and 'mingle' that. So sick of it. I blame Kanji.

Read on if you are prepared for a story of epic proportions.

Anyway, after this extravaganza, me and my crew, minus a few key people (who probably know who they are), headed to Chadstone for "shopping," which would eventually culminate in dinner at Clayton.

Shopping didn't even happen, because James was off buying his bento box (don't ask, because I wouldn't be able to explain), while Ray was trying out prescription glasses (why he had to wait until then, I don't know), and Terry and his mates were deciding on which movie to see.

After this, me and James found out that through an ambiguous SMS sent by the organiser of said dinner, we had actually been stooged, because dinner had been cancelled. So after some swift punching of walls and people, James and I got our act together and organised it.

So it was that our gang of NQT workers gathered in Box Hill (Davy being fashionably late, of course), and dined.

And then headed over to my house to play poker. Pleasantly surprised how well my parents took it, seeing as I randomly unleashed a group of hormonally-charged teenagers into their house. Just for the record, Davy won.

So even though the second half of the day seemed a total shambles, it still turned out good, which is better than nothing I guess.

Word of the day: Mingle

The "Big Game"

The most exciting thing about the "Big Game" last night was me buying a scarf before the match started. In truth, the game wasn't that great, but the goal was very, very sweet. It didn't help that the ref was of the card-happy variety. I thought Adelaide played very well, especially given the circumstances, and certainly better than I expected. But being my first A-League game, it was still quite good.

Dinner with NQT chumps on Thursday night was also quite an experience, as I learnt how to play Mafia.

And if you're wondering why these events are out of chronological order, it's because they're ranked in order of reader-decided popularity. 

Uni tomorrow should be a blast. As I always say (or maybe just recently started saying), it's not as important who you have class with, it's who you have breaks with. And it seems as though millions of my friends have break at the same time as me. Let's go uni '09.

Employment terminated

My tenure at Campion Education was officially over on Friday. And with perfect timing, my NQT job makes a comeback yesterday.

Which begs the question: which job is better?

It is fairly incomparable, but I would like to point out that the dollar-to-actual-work-done is better at Campion. So you decide for yourself.

Sort of looking forward to uni now. Sort of. Actually, it's more of a morbid fear that I'll forget how to speak English soon if I don't go back.