Just this Once

“I think we could afford to let this one off don’t you think? Just this once.” She suggested as I stood gaping with my jaw all the way down to my feet. I had just been caught with a phone and a spray can in front of a piece of graffiti: 2 days suspension for the phone and probably another week or two for the graffiti. “How about this? Here, take your iPhone and take a picture of the wall and we’ll send it over to the Brisbane Institute of Art and see what they think. James?” Hearing my name seemed to bring me back to Earth. Little did I know that sending this picture to the BIA would reshape the next 12 years of my life. 

Seriously, I think the weather's being a little bipolar.

Walking to the bus stop: Rain

On the bus: Sunny

Walking to church: Rain

Sitting in Church: Sunny.

So now, I have a full collection of 314 memes/ragefaces. Which is just...impossibly, freaking, awesome.

Still spazzing over the collection.

Anyway, I seriously need to find a job...sometime soon. Since I made it into the France Trip for next year, I actually need to contribute something so that I don't look like a lazy sadistic fuck. Any suggestions? atm, I'm thinking woollies or some kinda coffee shop. So if you think if something "suitable" just tell me :P

^^My future goal right there.

But better.

That'll be it for now~~

A la Prochaine

In For It

There was no getting out of this one. Mrs Baker was the only teacher I was afraid of. She was the only teacher who could make me do something. “What on earth are you doing?!” she shrieked. I winced as the harsh words pierced my ears. At this point, I could feel the blood draining out of my face. “I’m—well I was just—um. Decorating, miss.” I stammered, sure I was “in for it”. Mrs Baker sighed and shuffled over toward me, accidentally stumbling over a loose brick. She coughed, composed herself and looked up. I expected her reaction to be shocked, utterly shocked, that she would shriek and scream and spit in my face constantly scolding me without pause but to be honest, I think I was the more shocked of the two of us. I’m not sure if it was the trick of the light or my eyes were just deceiving me or if it actually happened. She nodded. Simply put, she nodded.

F*** yeah

I think at some point, at some point, I'm gonna post my whole English short story onto my blog :3 just cause i'm cool like that. Speaking of which, I sent my mum a copy of the short story for a teacher at her school to check. While she was printing it out there, my copy was being checked by our school English teacher. I should probably say, now (for anyone who doesn't go to my school), that this short story is for a school assessment. So yeah. The teacher checked it and she liked the whole...Drawing Lines kinda thing. If you missed out on Drawing Lines,  here's the link. It was meant to be in first person but I ditched the idea and it came back in Same old, same old. I got back home that day and mum rushed over to me and started spazzing about something so I told her to calm the f*** down. I got her a cup of water and she explained to me that my story was now a piece of model writing for year 12 English Extension.

Fuck yeah.


So apparently there's been so much f***ing drama at school around our little Chinatown kinda place. I posted before about how A liked B but B liked C and C didn't akhfvbjlgs fjdkl;sa djkal; fejdkda; FFS it was way too complicated. But then my awesome sister decided to update me on this f***ing complicated love polygon. Christ, it's nowhere near a triangle.

Just the other day, after Gumdo (so around 8:00-ish) mum took me just to buy some stuff at Woollies so we bought some bread, a Gatorade drink and....donuts. More about the donuts later. Anyway, we were on our way back to the carpark when a Muslim lady stopped me and asked if I had a minute. Forgot to mention that I was still in Gumdo uniform. As it turns out, she wanted to show her son my "funny costume". She called him out of the nutrition store and he came stumbling out and turned around. The expression on his face was priceless. It wasn't a funny face or anything but he just looked so...amused for lack of a better word. It was nice though, to have given someone a bit of amusement :P

But in the meantime if you actually read my blog, pleaseeee leave a message in the cbox. It's getting a bit lonely hanging around all these blogwalkers.

Oh and have fun reading the next part of Drawing Lines :P

A la Prochaine~~

what to blog about now?

So here's the thing. People go around saying how awesome their relatives are and I'm not going against that or anything but I had this one case with one of my students and he told me his uncle loved speeding on the highway to the city. Here's how it (kinda) went:
His uncle was speeding and knew it but didn't bother slowing down. The next day, he received a speeding fine which was...pretty damn high. But for a first offence, they lowered it a bit.
The next time he was on the highway, he drove with the speed limit but this time, he took notice of the position and location of all the cameras.
The next time he was on the highway, having memorised where all the cameras were, he sped in between the cameras and drove slowly where he knew they could see him.

Yeah, he still got tickets for doing that.


OK. SO, I finished watching this drama last night at around 1 in the morning. DAMMIT. The director just had to kill my favourite main character.
My reaction:

And the amount of times the main characters almost die is just...ridiculous. Both of them get shot at some point. The girl almost falls of a ledge and the guy gets shot saving her later on and it's all just.....jd lifw;ashj gklea; nfjkl nfdhsfkdl;jafklda;jgkfla;fjkdla;

The best drama I've seen in a while. But meanwhile, I've been working on my engrish assignment which isn't too bad. I'll just post it paragraph by paragraph which I've...done partly. Right?

The amount of people poking me back on facebook is gradually going down...TT^TT same with the amount of likes that my statuses. As well as my interaction with....
...
actually never mind. Nothing important ^__^

welp I'm just gonna go along and...ummm download all the City Hunter OST XD or maybe i'll just watch it all over again.

A la Prochaine~

Same old, same old

The same boring things every day: the same classes, same teachers, same people, same dull walls, every day, every week, all year, well, almost anyway. Something needed to be changed and I did just that. Now the back of the Arts Block has more of a – let's say – artistic flair to it. Vector art, my specialty. By far, this was my best piece of work in a long time. I was gonna take a picture of it with my iPhone but my ear twitched as I heard the sound of footsteps and murmuring coming from the staffroom. Oh shoot, they're coming this way. There was a dead-end in front of me but going the other way would lead me straight to a one way ticket to the principal's office. Not going there again. The murmuring is getting louder and I only have two choices: to stay and get caught or…I could climb onto the roof. As it turns out, the view isn't too bad from up top.

so...just cutting down my usage of memes and gifs and reactions...dunno why I collected them in the first place.

So last week or the week before, I started doing Haidong Gumdo. HDGD is a Korean Martial Art based around swords. I started 3 years ago and I would've been black belt by now had I not stopped 2 years ago. So now, I've started again and a lot has changed but it's generally the same. Now, I went for one of the sessions yesterday and something weird happened: this session gave me an adrenaline rush. I was hyper for the second half of the lesson. Why? Because our Master told us that - after a seminar in Korea - HDGD was gonna go FULL BODY CONTACT. And that got me hyped up heaps. I was shaking for the next few hours and even today I was a  little jumpy.

That's about it.

For now anyway.

A la Prochaine.

Pigs are Sealed?

quand j'avais elle regardé, mon ceour, il literally jumped and stopped in its place.

haha yay, now i'm speaking franglais~~ well shout out to Ping, Cathy and Jasmine for a happy birthday for on Saturday but more importantly...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM XDDDDD i didn't get a chance to post the other day but still it's enough for now.

So. I've been sick for the last two days so I didn't go to school on the second. But here's the thing about our drama class. We have drama three times a week and there are three guys in our class: Me, Jono and Billy. Last week, Jono was away 'cause he was sick. We did pretty much nothing that lesson. The lesson after, Jono came back but Billy was sick. We read one page of our books then split off into groups: some people were singing, some people were laughing like non-fucking-stop, it was crazy. I think Jono was either high or drunk because he was talking to a wasp about his problems about seeing butterflies everywhere. Meanwhile, Naomi, Ms Andrews and myself were talking about...i dunno, a crap load of stuff.

So I was away today. Wonder what they did... I'll find out tomorrow I guess.


OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG. so there's this Korean drama that I'm watching and It's called City Hunter and it's fucking amaaazzzinngg. It's pretty much about a dad who wants revenge from the government for something that happened 28 years ago. He stole his best friend's kid after the incident and raised him as a ninja. Pretty much. And it's so. fucking. awesome XD maybe I'm going a little overboard now but still it's good and I strongly recommend it~

I have this...i dunno, i'm just confused. There's this phrase in korean 돼지꿈 꾸세요 and it literally means Pigs are sealed.

I have no idea how they interpreted that as Goodnight and Sweet dreams so if anyone has any idea, please, tell me :P

Aights I'm gonna go watch more of that drama > < the amount of times the main characters have come so close to death is just...not funny. Gotta love it though :P

A la Prochaine.

Drawing Lines

They said he was different. His style of music, his way of dressing, his tone of language, his attitude and the way he stared at people blankly when they said hello. But there was something else: he liked counting. He counted how many books he had since he could read, he counted how many steps it took from the bus stop to his place, how many days, months or years since his last visit overseas but there was another thing he liked to count: he counted lines. In fact, he drew these lines himself but he didn't need a ruler. Sometimes they were thick, sometimes thin. Often straight but never crooked. The pencil he used was always sharp, drawing neat, straight lines. But here's a question for you: what do you do with a pencil to make the line thicker?

You use more pressure, right?

Dammit, I wanted to blog about something but I don't know what to blog about. I think I'll just post my English short story after the teacher's done checking it. But first I need to have actually written something... I've only done about 200 and something words so...

Swimming carnvial was, at the least, interesting. Stuff happened and as it just so happens, stuff complicates other stuff. A likes B and B used to like A but went off to like D while all this time, C liked A and C confessed to A and A didn't know how to react and since A found out about B liking D, A doesn't know how to react about C confessing to A and just IT'S ALL TOO MUCH. fuck. "A" just pretty much says fuck it. Which is just long story short.

I'm pretty proud of myself seeing as I actually did some work in class...for once. I managed to get on with that short story, I took a lot of notes for ITS and drama was good since I found I could kinda act properly-ish.

Ben managed to drop his iPhone in the toilet :P

yeah it was pretty funny. He had to reach his hand into the bowl and grab it out again. Lucky he flushed first.

As it turns out, a lot of people in our grade are doing pool XD there's this one little group of year 12s

and now, my dad's counting down from 2 minutes until he shuts off the internet. bastard.

A la Prochaine.

doing nothing for the first class of the whole year

realising that someone out of your family actually reads your blog

getting a domo hat from your friend XD

dear person on facebook who keeps adding lol into comments/statuses:

Dear person in the neighbourhood who keeps setting off ridiculously loud fireworks for no particular reason at ridiculously ungodly hours:

ok so maybe too much repetition but I guess it's true. Still first week of school for me and it's going pretty smoothly other than the ungodly heat.

So I walked into my Maths class yesterday and the first thing that popped into my mind was: "You have got to be kidding me." Eventually, I figured that life was trolling me and coincidence is and can be a bitch. So, fuck it. The good thing about this year for me is that I'm not doing any Sciences (which  means no big as textbooks) and  I'm not doing Maths C (which still means no big as textbooks). In other words, my school bag is ridiculously light. I reckon I could rely on my sports bag for the rest of the year XD. 

Started those Haidong Gumdo classes again~ I actually did one of my New Year's Resolutions for once. Now I just have to sustain that. I took a class the other day for the first time in a year and a half and I died. So yeah. Gotta...work up my fitness. 

Must be something in the air, but my Dad's blocked pretty much every site that I know...which is a lot. Facebook, MSN, Blogger, Tumblr, Youtube...and heaps more. So, I'll either be at Wordpress or blogging without gifs.

In the meantime, the only chat I can use is my cBox thing on my blog :P go there, I'll check pretty much everyday.

A la Prochaine.