Showing posts with label crush. Show all posts
Showing posts with label crush. Show all posts

Sunday, 20 February 2011

Procrastinating already

By the way, that crush I had a while ago, apart from being non-existent now, was foolish in the extreme.

Why, you may ask. Since when has Andrew done/thought anything dumb?

(By the way, just in case you thought I was the epitome of perfection, I do stupid stuff occasionally. Only occasionally.)

(Actually, who am I kidding? Most of the stuff I do is stupid. Full stop.)

Well, it turns out she has a fiance.

What's a 20-year-old (that's about how old she is) doing with a fiance?

To that question, I have no answer. Or, at least, no sensible answer. As in, no answer that doesn't consist of conspiracy theories involving giant alien palm trees and miniature balloon animals (in various shapes and colours). Told you so.

Anyway, I'm supposed to be smashing out these job applications. So far, I've completed KPMG, but it seems cursed to me. Firstly, the application was a struggle, because I couldn't upload my academic transcript for about 2 hours. After that's all done, they send me an email with a dodgy link to a test I'm supposed to do. I couldn't use the link, so I tried to do it the manual way - that is, through the website. The website was down for maintenance until this morning.

This afternoon, I tried to do it. I ended up doing the first test about five times, because it kept screwing up. I'm pretty sure I still haven't submitted it properly, and I can't go on to the next ones.

Oh, and I'm supposed to do it 48 hours after receiving the email. It's now been about 50 hours, by my reckoning.

Write it off as a lost cause? Probably a good idea.

So that debacle has absolutely disenchanted me with job applications for now. So, instead, I'm busy becoming a beast at guitar. Building my repertoire, so that I don't always end up playing either 'Songbird', 'The Scientist', 'Wonderwall', 'I'm Yours', 'She Will Be Loved' or 'Mine'.



Good little song, that one. I quite enjoy the video myself.

Looking at it now, that's actually not too bad a collection. But there's always room to expand. Quite what I'm going to do with these songs, I have no idea. Probably serenade someone one day. Hopefully.

Word of the Day: Debacle

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

My heart is like an open highway




I hate getting crushes. I really do. Most annoying things ever. Simultaneously distracting, depressing, and uplifting. Far out.

But if this were not to happen, would i truly be human?

Look at me. Two days into this Leaders thing, and I'm already being all philosophical and stuff.

Today, I also got 'U Remind Me' by Usher stuck in my head again. I think it's been on here once before (or maybe twice. Or maybe three times. Or maybe just once), so I won't do it again.

Also, on a completely random note, overly-clingy boyfriends annoy me. Clingy to the point where it's almost as if they're stalking their girlfriend. Like, seriously, do you have to to be everywhere that she is at any given moment? I mean, it's not like he's cutting my lunch or anything, this possibly-hypothetical male, but it just irks me for some inexplicable reason.

Overly-clingy girlfriends annoy me less. I guess it's mostly to do with the fact that it's more normal. More being a key word there. Amongst the other key words.

Word of the Day: Simultaneously

Saturday, 5 September 2009

Salvation for those that hate flowers (and their friends)

Just to clarify about last post, I'm kind of over the crush. Kind of. I have pretty much moved on. Except it's been on my mind lately, for some inexplicable reason. Probably a combination of too much Maroon 5 and coffee. And sometimes, for extra craziness, both at the same time! I live life on the edge.

Today was mad. Went to the market down in Yarra Valley and bought some stuff. Discovered an awesome gift to buy people that don't like flowers. A bit pricey, but not something I couldn't create with my craftsmanship.

What was almost highlight of the day was the busker there over-hearing my sister go "OMG, he has a guitar! I hope he plays Oasis!" and accordingly doing so. Just to keep you in the loop, he played 'Songbird' and 'Wonderwall'. Two of the nicest songs by Oasis, and executed very well by Buskerman. Definitely in the top 10. Props to Buskerman, and applause all around.

I want a guitar. I had my friend's for a while, to strum around with, but I didn't really put much effort into playing it, which I regret now. It's weird though. Even though I haven't played for about half a year, I pretty much remember what I learnt up to. Guitar and me = natural affinity. Oh em gee, I can write poetry.

Word of the Day: Buskerman

Friday, 4 September 2009

Crushed by a crush. I'm so good at wordplay.

I do believe that I have found a unique type of pain.

There is no pain like the pain of knowing you have missed an opportunity.

It's stupid. Seriously. I mean, it was stupid little crush at the start of last year. But it's been bugging me quite a bit lately. I don't know why. Maybe it's because we kinda clicked. It was weird.

At first, I tried to talk to her, and she kinda ignored me.

Then, a few weeks later, she tried to talk to me, and I kinda ignored her.

You can see where this is going.

And, when we see each other around, it's like an avoid eye contact competition. I may be imagining things (I do it quite a lot), but there may be something there.

Ah well. All may not be lost. She does Arts/Commerce too. And maybe management this sem. But, of course, in the other lecture, where everyone cool seems to be. Except Claudia, who only turns up to my one because I'm there. Thanks Claudia.

But yeah. I have a suspicion that she may turn up in Accounting next year. Because that's how Arts/Commerce works. Maybe.

The problem with popular people is that they're always flanked by a bazillion friends/acquaintances/bodyguards. Which makes them slightly unapproachable.

Plan B: do something freaking awesome, like win Australian Idol. Or even come second. Ah, what an icebreaker that would be.

Or maybe something more achievable. Like owning a Ferrari. Or a Lamborghini. Either of them would do nicely as a conversation piece. I'm not too fussed about which one.

Word of the Day: Missed