Monthly Archives: December 2009

Go Ahead And Lower It Down

[Hey Brittany! – Forever The Sickest Kids]

Yesterday I caught up with Angie and Si-, the latter of whom I haven’t seen since the end of 2008. Man a year sure goes fast.

I dressed up…well Angie sort of yelled at me on Saturday for not owning a single dress:

A: “How have you LIVED until now?!”

Me: “Happily and comfortably.”

So I went and found something to wear and it was warm yesterday so I had to deal with it. I showed Angie what I was wearing (I felt like getting my mother’s consent but well, if it made her happy) and she said yes to this:

I messed up the time table reading skills, and looked at bus and train times for Monday – Friday, when it is Saturday times for this week. It resulted in me standing at the bus stop for about 40 minutes, but luckily I found some shade, and a new band to listen to.

Took the train up to Melbourne Central, and having given myself plenty of time to travel I was on time despite being later than I anticipated. Watched the tourists film the clock singing (one of those days I will have listened to it too many times). Then surprise surprise Dom showed up at Melbourne Central so I made him stand with me for a while before Si- and Angie arrived.

Said bye to the Badger-boy, and we went with Angie’s friends Ruby and Simon to Madame Brussels.

The chairs on the very right of the picture, that was the ones we sat in.

Ruby and Simon had to leave pretty early, so it left Si-, Angie and myself just having “girl talks” (oh yes, I was in a girl talk. It was new).

There were many interesting quotes that came out of that girl talk, such as:

S: “And he’s pretty tank. He does this fighting thing. What’s it called? UFO? No…”

We shared a jug of Moscow Mule and Singapore Slingshot, and then felt like some Hungry Jack’s. (I BROKE MY NO FAST FOOD THING! I was lasting since Oct 31st…let’s just not count this, right?) Then we went to Cookie, which is the rooftop bar above the Secret Bookshop where I got Katherine her present.

Clearly that wasn’t the time we went but you get the idea that…it’s on a rooftop. They got a Gin and Tonic and I got a Vodka Apple after April introduced me to it.

After Cookie, when we had about 10 minutes left until 10 pm, so we rushed to the Harajuku Crepe store and I got a Tiramisu deluxe. We went to the trains, and I saw that my train was in 1 minute, so I hauled ass only to miss the train by 5 secs. If I had 5 more seconds I’d be on that train. Instead I waited with Si- for about 15 minutes until her train arrived, and then went down to take my train.

On the way home there was this weird Asian lady in front of me doing a bad pretense of taking a picture of herself. Call me self-important but I’m pretty sure she was taking a picture of me. And then her phone rang and it was the strings theme from Psycho. I was texting Jenny about how I was on a train (I don’t get why people think that the Glen Waverley line is scary at night. As long as everyone’s sober Glen Waverley is safe as) and she got worried about the lady and the lateness, so she told me to be careful. I laughed and told her I’m fine, and at that exact moment, around Mount Waverley, the train shuddered really badly and there was a loud crunching sound. I thought to myself, “Oh fuck you karma don’t try to prove me wrong now…”

I couldn’t fall asleep for ages, and then just as I was drifting off at around 2 am my phone sounded, and it was Mani telling me I forgot to sign out of MSN on my phone.

Gained consciousness at around 8 when Bianca emailed me which made my phone go off, and I was going to reply on the spot, but I rolled over and the next thing I knew it was 11:30.

Alex.

P.S. Murder, She Wrote, is really funny.

Do What I Gotta Do, Just Gotta Show You

[Summer Love – Justin Timberlake]

My status shows a decrease in the number of hits I’m getting. I don’t know if it’s because people are simply too busy celebrating Christmas or if I’m actually becoming really boring – shock horror – so I guess I’m going to try to pick things up.

Now that Christmas and all that she-bang is over, everyone’s looking forward to New Years celebrations. I guess I had a point but I don’t know where it’s leading.

I wonder what everyone’s doing? Will this be a stunt desperate enough to get someone to comment and read? What are your plans for NYE and NY, and are you looking forward to it?

Alex.

I Don’t Know How You Charmed Your Way Into My Heart

[Pandora – Madina Lake]

Yes okay maybe I chose that one specifically.

I watched Avatar today, with Angie. In 3D. It. Was. Fucking. Awesome.

I can’t even begin to describe the sheer cinematographic beauty. The flora and fauna of Pandora left another friend saying, “THE TREES ON EARTH ARE SO BORING!”

The creatures were astoundingly exotic, and the Na’vi (the natives of Pandora) are stunning creatures themselves, with amazing ability to interface with the world around them.

I read up on some scientific background of the movie. Call me a geek, but the level of scientific accuracy that James Cameron went into made me believe even more (or rather, want to believe) that Pandora is real, and we could go there.

Copernicus Grades Cameron On The Science of AVATAR!!

This guy mostly went through some flaws of the movie, as well as grading the goods. After reading it, I saw the standpoint from scientific intellectuals, but to the untrained and impressionable eye like mine, the slight flaws didn’t bother me at all.

Pandorapedia

This was mostly just a dossier on all the creatures and new creations of Pandora. I haven’t read it all yet but it was pretty interesting.

An Activist Survival Guide

I haven’t finished reading this either, but it looked interesting from the few lines I scanned, plus it has a crash course on the language of Na’vi.

I highly recommend you watch the movie, in 3D. The experience is not something you should pass up.

Alex.

Who’d Have Believed You’d Come Along?

[Sweet Caroline – Glee Cast Version]

I won’t lie and say I have the original version.

MERRY CHRISTMAS! I know I’m a few hours shy, but I simply felt the need to write it now. Not that I have much going on tomorrow.

I hope everyone is having fun eating dinner with their families, wrapping presents, getting ready to watch the Victoria’s Secret fashion parade.

I know I am.

The parade.

Anyway.

Stay safe, stay reasonably sober, and most importantly, stay merry!

Alex.

You Said Move On, Where Do I Go?

[Thinking Of You – Katy Perry]

Well, since I (somehow) capped myself, this will be my last post until I uncap (except for Christmas). I put some effort into making this post interesting, okay?

This is mostly for Katherine’s benefit.

One day when we were on MSN I complained to her, “Katherine, you never stalk me anymore. When we first met/got back in touch, you’d stalk me three times a day, at the least. Sometimes you’d drop by and stalk me unexpectedly, just to let me know you still feel that stalk-spark. But now you only stalk when I ask you, and even then I don’t feel like your heart is in the stalking. It’s like you lack the passion you once had for stalking me.”

Katherine replied, “But honey (she didn’t say honey, but for the purpose of this very thinly veiled double entendre she did) I don’t need to stalk you to let you know I still love you. Can’t you just know by me simply giving you a quick hi on MSN?”

“It’s not the same!” I cried, “You used to stalk me so passionately that you knew everything about me. I would look into your eyes and ask you the name of my 3rd grade teacher and you’d be able to reciprocate. But now, now you barely remember my password!”

“Dammit woman! (Again, she didn’t say woman. Why did I make her out to be the guy in this…anyway) Don’t you get I’m trying? I come home everyday exhausted from a long hard day of legitimate information gathering, and I just want to put my feet up, sit back and watch some Bones (oh yes, I noticed what I did there). I love you, baby, but I just need some time to myself. I can’t stalk you all the time.”

“Time to yourself? Oh don’t be coy with me, I know EXACTLY what you get up to!”

“What…what are you talking about sweetie? (She doesn’t call me sweetie either. She’s not a womanizer. She could be if she tried…and had a dick. The point is…)”

“I know about those tumblrs and deviantarts! I know that you spend your ‘free time’ stalking all those pretty girls on those sites instead of me! Do you think I haven’t noticed? What, am I not arty enough for you? I can be arty! I can be anything you want! Here I’ll string some apples onto trees, sit in an awkward yet erotically suggestive pose, and have you take pictures. Do you want that? I can do that! What can I do to make you want to stalk me again?!”

“You don’t understand, baby. It’s not the same.”

“I get it. No, I understand. I’ll just leave. Maybe I’ll delete everything of mine so you won’t ever get to stalk me again.”

“No, baby don’t be like that. Come back. Hey? Baby? Alex? Alex?!

…AAAAAAAALEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEX!!!!!!!!!!”

(I HAD to put a Streetcar reference you in there, you understand.)

The intensely capitalized utterance appeared on my screen just as I moved my mouse cursor towards the close button. Hesitating, I tapped out, “Oh I do love you Stan-I mean, Katherine. I do. But how can I trust you again?”

“I’ll show you,” came the reply. I waited anxiously, not knowing what form of stalking Katherine will bestow upon me. Suddenly a red icon appeared on my Facebook page, and I saw that Katherine had “posted something on my wall”. My heart skipped a beat, half in excitement, half in anticipatory terror. What did she post?

“Hey sup how r u? I see u were playing bejeweled! Kwlzz~~”

And my world became complete once again.

Alex.

Disclaimer: Katherine never ever talks like that. In fact, I am willing to bet a very small amount of money that when she reads what I wrote, she will actually run away crying. She doesn’t type like a tool.

What she does do is stalk people on deviantart and tumblr. That part was true, and was written for her benefit.

I do not own Streetcar Named Desire, Tumblr, DeviantArt, Facebook or Bones in any way. Aha, now you can’t sue me.

And I’m very sorry, Katherine, for that thing about the dick…. ._.

Welcome To The Real World, She Said To Me

[No Such Thing – John Mayer]

Today Katherine came to my place and we had an epic time. I made her eat a lot.

I won’t post too much because not that much happened. We watched Breakfast At Tiffany’s.

Also, I got a Tumblr! It has an artsy fartsy name: “Daunting Understandings” which was actually generated by the Random Phrase Generator. So not that deep.

There is a chance I want to change my Tumblr title soon so I’m going to warn Katherine because she…took a long time trying to fix my heading for me. She’s going to pretty much kill me.

Okay I’m off to basically link other stuff to it as well.

This means that I will mostly blog pictures and videos there, because it’s easier there, and I will blog just texts and stuff that happens here. So keep coming here, and keep going there.

Alex.

/edit. Yeah I changed Daunting Understandings to smellslikeawesome

Because The Drugs Never Work

[Teenagers – My Chemical Romance]

Today was the final assembly for my school life, ever. Okay, so one more category tagged for School haha.

There isn’t much to say, except congratulations to everyone, we did fantastic (the official result comes out tomorrow but I think we’ve managed to pull in first again. Then again, Garvey wasn’t sounding very confident).

Also it was funking hot.

It was so hot, in fact, that when Jen, Sonia and I got on a tram, a girl (who I think was a MacRob chick but I can’t be sure) remarked,” It’s so hot in here!” To my usual self, I said half loud enough to hear, “That would be because of me.” The girl looked at me and then said, “Yeah probably.”

Easily made my day.

Now I’m home, and basically waiting for tomorrow, because it will be cooler, and Katherine’s coming over!

Score.

There are some other personal stuff going on at the mo, for me, but I think I’ll not bore and depress you as the festive season nighs, and I’ll just let you know that while I’m pretty sad, I think it’ll be okay.

Alex.