Say It Ain’t So, I Will Not Go

[All The Small Things – Blink 182]

This blog will be about me saying goodbye for the next…oh…4/5 days?

Ah, writing that means those who see my posts on Facebook can get the idea of what the post is about from the small snippet that a preview gives.

Actually when I opened up this page, the song that just came onto my iPod was, again, Kids In Love. So I went to the next song. It seemed fitting.

Well, tomorrow is Sorrento! Last time I did something like “TOMORROW IS…!” it was for Sale, and CJ thought I meant I’m gonna go to a sale and I was excited so I gave her the =.=” and she felt dumb. Win.

I would have blogged on Sorrento except I don’t think Blackberry has WordPress, so instead I might just use my iTouch to write posts (short ones, no doubt) and then somehow get them onto here. I’ll probably do that just before bed, I mean couch.

So, I’m pretty much all packed. The list that Jen and I made for everyone came in handy for me! All I still need are chargers that I still have to use tonight, my pillow and toothbrush/toothpaste. Hopefully April remembers the sleeping bag, and Jen remembers her shampoo, and Annie remembers her soap. Because I don’t…bring things.

Will still have phone on me, so feel free to text and tell me how awesome I am.

Carmaine’s birthday is on the 3rd of December. Wish her a happy birthday. Just a reminder to anyone who reads my blog frequently and forgot. Like, D.P. forgot my birthday.

Take care! Sorrento here we COME!

Alex.

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Fail-sheep

Today I went to Jen’s place just to hang out, get some stuff sorted for Sorrento (WHICH BY THE WAY IS IN 4 DAYS!!!) etc. Anyway, we went to Victoria Gardens and into K-Mart to look for cheap water guns, because I said we should have a water fight at the beach.

“But, aren’t we under water restrictions?” Jen asked.

I paused.

“Jen, we’ll be next to the ocean.”

“Oh.”

Baa~ fail-sheep.

Alex.

We Were Just Kids In Love

I actually sat here for a long time trying to think of a suitable title, and then I gave up. So I just wrote in the first line of the chorus of the song I’m currently playing. I think maybe for this whole summer I’ll do just that, and I’ll pick songs from my summer playlist (that I haven’t made yet but I will, and I know this song will be on it).

So this song is:

Kids In Love – Mayday Parade

Sorry, Mai, but you inspired me to do this.

The downside of me doing this, of course, is that at a glance you wouldn’t know what the post will be about, just (if you happen to like my type of music) what song I was listening to.

This post will be a photo post. I just cleaned out my study and decided to take pictures of stuff I discover hidden away in piles of paper and books. Since in my study I basically chuck everything that I come across during the course the year (and, apparently, last year and some from the year before) I thought it would be a fun memory lane trip thing. (It also means that the page might take a while to load for people with slower internet. Although I’ve compressed all the pictures, they’re still over 100 kb each.)

pileofcrapThat’s what I started with.

pileofcrap2The crap I had in front of my computer. Note the 3 cool gadgets, in size order.

jokernametagMy English teacher needed to learn names. I thought the Joker thing was really snazzy.

jack'snotesAh, I couldn’t bring myself to throw out the folder of notes from Jack’s. It’s actually really heavy now.

htfailOmgsh, 31/50, FAIL SAC!

iloveaprilHere’s a visual of what I was writing about a few weeks back. April, as you can see, signed her name very “bigly”.

jess'scdOh, Pooki, Eunice, if you still read this…I still have it.

oorahMy lack of mid-year exams.

gadgetsandpolaroidJust. Plain. Awesome. Also, ignore the huge scratch on my screen protector.

<3beeI love it. I forgot what was in the letter (I didn’t re-read it) but I remember it was nice.

timetableSee those blanks? They were me walking around the library making people talk to me.

sodium12I = the entire known physical universe.

hardcoreSee, proof that I’m hardcore. Highlighted in bright pink are my misdemeanors.

FAilWas tempted to write “FAil” like I did last time but no.

supercandyHaha, April, remember this! This was at the start of Yr 11. The packaging made me rofl.

helpingfriendI drew this way back in 2007. Carmaine had sprained her ankle, and I drew this small comic depicting what would have happened if I had to move her because she couldn’t do it herself. Everything is to scale.

handupbriefDo you see the “hand up brief” one? It made the entire class chortle. That’s what she said.

methodsmessageIt’s blurry, but that message got me through some pretty rough Methods class.

photographsLook what I found! This was end of Yr 10, 2007. When I took the picture of the picture, my camera recognized our faces.

yaaplatesDom, Carmaine, remember these guys? I still haven’t opened mine haha.

anotherpileofcrapJust when I thought I finished, I turned around and saw this.

pileoftextualcrapI cleaned out that pile of textbooks that I couldn’t/didn’t sell. What do I do with them now? Seriously, someone tell me.

Sorry if I just capped someone.

Well, it was a pretty good trip down memory lane. There were heaps of stuff I chucked out that I didn’t take a picture of, for example the stuff we wrote for English at the start of the year that was meant to be about us. That wasn’t used.

2 favorite things I found were the comic of Carmaine and the photographs.

Alex.

I Nom A Blackberry

Well I suppose I have to brag about it. It’s probably unsafe. But who cares.

Today, as a sort of semi-joke I said to my parents, “I should get a new phone. I’ve had this Nokia since Yr 9!” And to my surprise they said yes.

So at first I pretty much had my sights set on the Nokia N97 (I always liked Nokia) then a sales rep showed me the Samsung HD which totally had me hooked, especially at its amazing camera and stuff. But then another rep told me that in order for the Samsung HD to basically be fun, you have to be constantly linked to the internet, and to do that it would be cheaper to be put on plan, and I want to stay with Optus Prepaid.

Then the same (2nd) sales rep told me about the Blackberry Curve 8500 (I’m pretty sure that’s the number) and then introduced me to the Optus Blackberry Turbocap Prepaid offer. Since I was on Turbocap already, it’s gonna be the same amount of money, but I get to have 12 months of free internet and email from the Blackberry.

So, I said yes.

Then my parents said yes.

Within 30 minutes I was trying to get the battery in and updating all my contacts (which ended up taking over 2 hours because I’m a bit pedantic about the neatness of my contacts) and then tomorrow I’ll put on some music so I actually…won’t have to rely on the funny midi noises to know when someone is calling me.

Okay, well, I’m happy.

Oh and finally, I might be getting a Telstra prepaid number so I can text Telstra prepaids with the 1c text thing. If I do, I suppose this blog will know about it.

Alex.

Ice Cream, Because I Ate So Much

I don’t have the time right now to write a huge long ass blog about last night (which was totally awesome) because I want to try out the new way of beating Megavideo that I learned on Facebook. So this will be very short and funny. Hopefully funny.

Last night after Chinese finished (By the WAY! Count: DONE! DONE AND DONE AND THANK YOU VERY MUCH) I went straight back to Glenny to meet up with YL to go to Whitty’s house.

Now, I have to warn you, I’m going to have to drop a lot of new names this time because I was catching up with a bunch of people, some of whom I haven’t seen in over four years.

I found YL with El, Jez and Elmo. We were going to take the 754 but Reb was late. Had to wait for her, then we took the next bus to Whitty’s house which is in Rowville. Honestly. Where the bloody hell is Rowville? It feels like Woop Woop.

On the bus I just happened to see Nina who I went to primary school with. We had a long chat about how things were etc. Exchanged numbers. Very good.

Elmo kept on falling down whenever the bus took a turn, so when Jez warned us “left turn coming up” YL and I grabbed Elmo by the shoulders and tried to hold her in place.

FINALLY got to Rowville (I swear China was closer) and it was a hot walk to Whitty’s place. Got there and everyone else was there already, playing Mahjong.

(And, in the blogging style of Katherine)

Hi hi how are you nice to see you again oh mahjong sucks where’s the drinks?

Drink drink.

Laugh.

Play with dog.

Make a few jokes about Swin.

Make many jokes about YL.

Then they decided to play Twister so Mani, Huey and I hid into Whitty’s room and played with his electric guitar. Then Cat joined us. She sat behind the door so when Whitty ran into the room, throwing the door open, she got hidden behind the door.

“WHERE’S CAT?!” He asked.

I started laughing hysterically, because right behind him looking absolutely terrified was the girl he was looking for.

“I have no idea,” Huey managed to say.

Whitty ran out of his room, and Cat’s phone rang. She pretended she was outside. We could hear Whitty in the next room saying, “WHERE ARE YOU?”

We re-joined the rest of them in time to watch a massive orgy happen on the Twister mat, where YL is flashing everyone. Sat down on the couch and started throwing stuff at the players to make it more interesting. Started a pillow fight by accident.

Then we had this weird ass game where you get a cup of milk/water and pearls, and you have to (and man the double meaning is tenfold here) suck up all the pearls, keep them in your mouth and don’t swallow, and then in the end spit them out. The person who spat out the most (as in kept the most in their mouth, as in sucked up the most) won. I got 9. YL got 9. Law got 13. Cat got 1. Everyone else swallowed. Baha.

Then I accidentally started a straw fight. I blew air through the straw at Mani. She blew back at me. I blew it towards Elmo. Then she took it to the next level and started blowing everyone.

Oh wait that…well that probably sounded wrong because Law then remarked “STOP BLOWING EVERYONE!”

Cat was made to eat an entire cup of pearls mixed with ketchup. She didn’t.

Then we had ice cream cake. I got 2 slices. It was good.

Then we started watching District 9. Except by watch I meant YL and I sat there and every time something came on screen we would remark that the other is it. So for example when a guy with a bad haircut came on screen I yelled, “YOU’RE HIS HAIRCUT” or when a guy with a big nose came on, YL yelled, “You’re his NOSE!” We had no idea what the movie is about.

Then we played this other ice-cream game. By this point everyone wanted to die, we had that much ice cream. The game (another one by Swin and Ayms) included four whole scoops of ice cream, and weird ass utensils to eat them with. When I say weird ass utensils, I mean a large spork, a spatula, a roast fork, a freaking potato masher, and an egg whisk.

I was screaming at Cat and YL who were on my team to “JUST SHOVE IT IN YOUR MOUTH IT’S NOT THAT HARD!” Apparently someone filmed it and it would probably float onto Facebook some time soon.

My team won.

So then we sat around watching Huey, Mani, Whitty and YL play this weird video game called Small Fighters or Tiny Fighters or something like that. Elmo and I got bored so we joined Cat on the other couch. Cat then decided to try to torture me. Ok I swear I heard her say “Can I talk to you?” I said sure. She actually said, “Can I torture you?”

Whitty discovered that I’m ticklish, and him and Elmo started tickling me. Unfortunately I thrash when tickled, and Cat had to hold my legs down while I nearly kicked her in the face.

Had a group photo outside on the veranda. The dog was in it.

Then we went back to the living room after having locked everyone outside for a while. Then someone decided (and seriously I don’t know why we said yes) it would be great fun to play hide and seek in the dark. The lights got turned off and instead of playing hide and seek we just walked around with my mobile phone lights scaring people. Then Elmo and I sat on a sofa listening to the distance voices of Cat screaming “STOP TOUCHING ME! HELP ME!” It was relaxing.

Got dropped off home by Mani’s parents at around 10:30. Got home, started changing when I noticed my right earring was gone. I figured it must have slipped out when YL decided to play stacks on on Elmo and myself without telling us.

And that was that.

Damn it still ended up being over 1000 words.

Alex.

It Was A Fun Day, It Was A Fail Day, It Was A Ducking Fantastic Day

That was a long title.

Today, instead of going to singing rehearsals (which I think now that I think about it, I was actually aware of last week, then forgot about until last night) I went out with Katherine again. We went to the city to “research” webcams, speakers etc. Also, I had to run errands.

Got to the Glen uber early because I couldn’t be bothered catching a bus so got mom to drop me off as she went to work, meaning I waited around at Maccas using their free wifi for about an hour. Got the 10:11 train, and Katherine got on at Mt Waverley. This doesn’t sound exciting. It isn’t.

Got to Melbourne Central and needed to pee. Then got Caramellatte. Still isn’t that exciting.

(What WAS funny, however, as right before I went into the bathroom I told Katherine to “stay here” and the look she gave me could only be described as “oh-no-you-didn’t-just-treat-me-like-your-dog”.)

So first of all we went to Myer to look at speakers. It took ages to find the entertainment section because we had to go down down down down.

Katherine also looked at cameras because she wants a DSLR. Anyone gonna help her out? Didn’t think so.

By the way, and this has been bugging me all day; to my friends: do any of you use Versace New Woman? Because Katherine was wearing it, and I SWEAR I know someone else who wears it but I cannot for my LIFE remember who. It would, I assume, be someone who I get close enough to smell. Just ignore how ducking perverted I sound right now.

I think that’s the bottle. Google does tend to duck with me sometimes.

Then we left Melbourne Central and went to Bourke St to head for JB. We went into Target first, and got lost. I told her to “ask the Asian chick!” but she refused to. “We can find it ourselves!” “You’re such a guy!” “What?!” “Guys never ask for directions.” “FINE I’ll ask the Asian chick!”

Then we got out of Target and went into JB. This is gripping stuff this is.

We saw the speakers that she wanted. Z4 or something? She gasped. Then saw the pricetag. She gasped again.

Well, at this point (and I just consulted Katherine who also has “NO idea”) I forgot the chain of events, so I’ll just throw in stuff that happened and hopefully the universe doesn’t collapse into itself in a mess of chronological mess.

Mess of…chronological…mess. I need to sleep.

At some point we traversed Russel St. We walked around in the shade (thank you vampirism). We walked a hell of a lot. We went to the Dirt Cheap Books store. Haha. Ha. I made Katherine look at a book about sex or something naughty starting with S. I found it funny. She found it fit to simply walk away from me. I tried calling her name but to no avail. I contemplated using the tried-and-true “MARCO POLO” tactic but felt it not emergency enough.

At some other point I took Katherine to the “secret shop” that Eunice once showed me except she’s been there before with another Alex. We looked at PostSecret books and random books. She found this book called “Wreck This Journal”. At the back of the book, it says “tape this book together, and mail it to yourself!” I think I might actually mail it to her.

At some other point we traversed Elizabeth St. That was painful on my feet too. We walked into a lot of electronic stores. Most of the time I just whinged about how Katherine doesn’t watch FRIENDS, and never has.

(I started marathon-ing Season 2 of FRIENDS again last night. I gotta say that summer when I marathon-ed it all was such a wonderful summer. Michelle, can I borrow all of them again?)

At some yet other point we ate lunch. Had an interesting conversation at lunch. It was interesting because I made Katherine talk and eat. You know she doesn’t do either in public right? Apparently she doesn’t sing in public either. I mean. Who doesn’t or hasn’t once sung in public?

At some yet other other point I ran my errand. We went to National Geographic and I got Eunice her Sea Monkeys.

At some fail point I started going up in the down escalators because my brain said, “No one is going to that one, it’s empty!”

Finally, we were bushed. We were so bushed we decided to find a place to sit down except the downstairs foodcourt at Melb Central was too hot and one of the good couches upstairs was taking by a really PDA couple (there was a lot of space next to them – they were REALLY PDA – but yeah we thought it would be WAY awkward to go sit with them).

So we went down to the Basement and found a couch to crash on. Listened to Katherine’s iPod. Then this group of guys came down and sat on the couch next to us and it was majorly awkward turtle ‘cos we just basically sat still and pretended we weren’t there. Then they left. So we had the gummy people I bought her, and I made her drop one in my mouth except she missed (I swear, oh my god, my mouth was 10 cms from her hand. She missed).

At some point after that we took the train home together after I made her take Glenny with me (the guilty puppy face actually works on her. Wow.) and we tried to solve the Sudoku except I ducked it up. Then we were doing the crossword, and 16-across was “Ass-like”. I wrote “Katherine” next to it.

I guess I can’t be bothered explaining the huge in-joke behind that except just simple to direct you towards “My Humps” by the Black Eyed Peas.

There was a clue that was “seize”. So far we had _rap___ and at the same time both of us wondered out loud, “Crapture?”

After she left I was sending her a text and I tried to write the f word except it came out as “duck”. I think that’s how I’m going to swear as from now on.

Well, I was aiming for 1000 words and I hit it.

Alex.

P.S. Apparently singing rehearsals sucked. Yay. (Annie…Annie…ah duck it)

P.P.S. 14 days ’til Sorrento!

Mentally Retarded, Steroids, Arsonists…It’s A Good Family

Yesterday was Dani’s 18th birthday! I remember last year I think I told people to go to her blog to wish her a happy birthday. DO IT AGAIN! Even though you’re a day late.

So last night Andrew and Za- had planned a surprise celebration of sorts for Dani. They’d gone to the Wonderland Ice Skating rink.

Carmaine and I took the train to the city together, because we weren’t going to go ice-skating. Got to the Wonderland place (which is on HarbourTown)  at past seven, and watched April, Si, Za-, Andrew, Dani and Kud ice skate for a while. It was getting cold already! I wasn’t wearing enough (that is, I was wearing a shirt and shorts. It was pretty windy, alright?)

They finished ice skating at around half past seven, because D.P. was texting saying she was freezing her ass off outside the Medici the restaurant we were going to eat at. We walked down to the restaurant (Si said it was in one direction and everyone else walked in another. I said we should follow Si because “Simon says”), and felt really awesome walking in when everyone else waited for a table, because Za- and Andrew had already made a reservation.

Za- made a fail move when she sat down on the small individual tables instead of the large table for 11 people…I laughed.

Sat down, and ordered a few drinks and the food. At some point Dysh- and her boyfriend came along, and then Talinoob also came along. (Mel had left by this point, I forgot to mention.) Dani and I, for old times’ sake, did another sugar-shot. To Englang, we toasted, and downed that packet of coffee sugar.

So we started doing the whole joking around thing that Andrew loves so much. Last year for Dani’s birthday the theme and butt of all jokes were how small Carmaine’s eyes were. This year it was how mentally retarded I look/act, how Dani’s pretty much a crazed arsonist, and how Carmaine is probably on steroids, to explain why she’s so freaking tall when the rest of the “family” isn’t.

The “family”, by the way, is a Facebook joke where Andrew and Dani are the parents of Eunice, Bianca, Carmaine and myself. Eunice and Bianca had since took themselves off the family list (or never joined it) so just Carmaine and myself. D.P. is our Auntie. I am the effing son/brother. Since I’m the only one who bears some resemblance to Andrew (another long running joke) we figured that Carmaine had to be adopted. Still, Andrew realized the reason Carmaine doesn’t seem to fit into the family is because she’s on steroids. When Andrew first said, “Holy crap my family is fucked up. I got an arsonist for a wife, a mentally retarded son and a daughter who’s on steroids.” Carmaine laughed, and then asked, “Wait, who’s the one on steroids?”

Guess the steroids got to her brain?

I ordered a Midori drink thing, which Za- said she’d shout me. D.P. ended up taking it, so I ordered myself a Japanese Slipper which is Midori, cointreau and lemon juice. When that came, Carmaine took a sip and made a face because it was quite strong. I liked it. I made April promise to make me one some day because she knows how. She ordered a Sex On The Beach (I told her to text Vania about it).

Then Za-drank about half of it, all the time saying, “Oh man I get sick at the sight of liquer!” Weird girl.

So because Za- took my drink, she decided to shout me a Baileys (which Julia knows is my favorite).

We had heaps of sexual connotative jokes – look if we freaking ordered a Sex On The Beach and D.P. started getting a bit tipsy you know sexual jokes are gonna show up. In this case…actually I think, in the interest of not publicly shaming Carmaine, I won’t repeat what that 2 handed joke was.

Then Andrew started trying to finish all the food people didn’t finish, like the ravioli, risotto and the pasta Carmaine didn’t want (she ended up eating some of my gnocchi). He got really full and started acting really stoned, and then he had some of Dani’s Sex On The Beach (everyone had some Sex On The Beach with Dani, apparently. It was a good birthday for her) and went really red in the face.

We then started playing Chinese whispers. D.P. thought it would be oh-so-funny to start something along the lines of “Peter Pepper Poked A…” etc which I, as the 3rd last person, got as “Peter Poked Her Peter Poked Her”.

Left at around nine thirty, and took Talinoob and D.P. through Docklands to get them back to Flinders (I was worried because they were walking in slight zigzags and hooting like hyenas) but in the end we (Carmaine and myself) ditched them at a tram stop and walked to Southern Cross. Southern Cross didn’t run Glen Waverley so we took a train back to Flinders and then took a Glen Waverley. Gave Carmaine a ride home, and then contemplated blogging this before bed on the iTouch. Thought hell no, and fell asleep until about 8:30 or so this morning when I got woken up by my parents yelling at each other.

So, happy birthday Dani my darling dearest doodoo! Haha I said doodoo.

I love you!

Alex