If We Only Die Once, I Wanna Die With You

[Something I Need – OneRepublic]

As of yesterday, I’m being taught and trained to make coffees at our cafe as well! This is very exciting because once I’m taught coffee (and become proficient at it), I’m basically able to take care of the whole store (to a degree, I suppose). RESPONSIBILITIES! It also means that I’m expected to work a lot faster than I used to, and to be able to look after other coworkers and help them out. A little daunting, I admit, but the prospect of power just sizzles me with excitement.

Also, I found out that I picked up the basics quite easily, and now it’s a matter of practice, practice, and more practice, until I become as fast as my supervisors, and make beautiful coffees too.

That’s just a small update on what’s been happening since last week. I’ve been playing Pokemon Y, obviously. The game is astonishing and it mostly hit everything I expected, and considering I was building my own hype for about 8 months, it would have been near impossible for the game to actually match my expectations. As always, my slow playing habits mean that everyone who I play with are ages ahead of me, and the battles I do with them are very one-sided, but I won’t let that detract from my enjoyment of my little piece of gem.

I’m also been accepted and offered a place in the courses that I applied for! Now it’s a matter of accepting the offers myself, applying for student loans and whatnot, and getting all ready for conscientious studying. If I learned anything from all the time I spend at work now, it’s that I’m fully capable of not just learning the basics but being really good at it, as long as I put my whole mind to it. I don’t know, though, I mean there are all sorts of new games to play in 2014!!!

On Saturday, Mela and I went to a friend’s birthday party in Essendon, and it was her first time driving into the city. The way home was extremely scary for both of us, because there were lots of cars, and we didn’t know the way at all, and was blindly following the GPS which repeatedly told us to merge into wrong lanes, so she was doing scary turns out of lanes last second. I think it will be a while before she’s confident enough to drive in the city, but for the most part she’s a very capable driver! Maybe I should brush up on navigating skills…

Also, today I shouted my parents lunch. I don’t know about you, but in my family, as I am the only child, there aren’t many times when I buy my parents things – they’re also the kind of parents who don’t really want things bought for them. So today we went to a new Japanese restaurant that opened and I footed the bill. Felt pretty good!

I’m heading off to sleep now, because tomorrow/today is my Dad’s birthday, and we’re having people over. That means I need to clean up my spread of junk food and USB cables since my little corner in the house is actually the entertainment area.

I’ll try to blog again soon, mostly because I feel like I should. But also because lately Serena and I haven’t been talking, and maybe if I blog she and I can discuss my posts. That may be optimistic.

Alex.

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Where did all your love go?

[Is Anybody Out There? – Maroon 5]

So starts my bid to write in here everyday, or as frequently as I possibly can.

Today, I noticed how passive-aggressive is a lot more hurtful and spiteful than massive-aggressive. In my Asian PR tute today, for some reason people seemed to want talk over me all the time. It was one of those I wait for a pause in conversation, and try to cut in, but the moment I do so someone else talks over me, so I look at them and I do that semi-wave thing like, “oh do go on” but they keep talking instead of the usual “I’m sorry you started talking first” BECAUSE I DID.

Anyway, it got to the point where Annie had to say out loud, “wow you’ll never get to speak today will you” and the teacher actually had to point at me before I could get a word in edgewise.

In other news, today was the first day in almost 3 weeks where I woke up during single digits, and didn’t have coffee, as per an agreement with Cindy (a name which I know is new here, but a friendship whose genesis I am way too embarrassed to write about. Let’s say I met her at a party, and, incidentally, I was drunk). She broke the agreement, I didn’t. So, at lunch, the caffeine deprived Alex ended up having a shouting match with a good-food deprived Clare, but then I accidentally groped her and then she pinched my face, and everything was smoothed over.

Here’s to my best efforts at writing here everyday. Thankfully tomorrow should be eventful enough to fill out a good 700 words or so.

Alex.

Every Aching Wound Will Cauterize And Bruise

[I Fell In Love Without You – Motion City Soundtrack]

Trying to write a few more posts, seeing as people actually read these. I cannot re-iterate enough that if you don’t comment, I just assume no one reads it (the increasing blog hits are MAGIC).

So today I had a pretty full day, which made up for the lack of anything previously. I went to brunch at Pancake Parlor (first time there) with my 12I group from highschool, and saw April for the first time in what felt like months. Because I had another lunch date later, I opted to only order a coffee (still, as you can guess, I ate food off people’s plates). The coffee was stronger than my usual competence, so by the time we left Pancake Parlor at around 11:30, I was positively buzzing.

For some odd reason, it’s hard to put into words why brunch was good, but it was. Nothing spectacular happened, no amazing revelations were announced, and it wasn’t like I haven’t hung out with these people (bar, as I said before, April) for ages, but for that period of time, it actually felt like we were going out as a group on a no-school day – an illusion shattered pretty quickly when we started discussing timetables and visiting each other’s universities.

At around 1, Lily showed up for our lunch, so after having various restaurant suggestions shot down, we decided to go to Dessert House to eat. We ate for maybe an hour (and the food was worse than I remembered, which was saddening, and salty), and when we went back out to go to JB for an errand, we ran into my 12I group at the lights. There was a fun/awkward moment when I stood right next to them as if I belonged, and then they told me to go away. Har-har hilarious.

I’d recently gotten the $7 movie voucher and was itching it use it up, so I somehow convinced Lily to see a movie. Unfortunately, I had to print out the movie voucher, so we went to State Library to use the printers, except when I plugged my USB in it won’t register. After deciding on No Strings Attached, and noting that it wouldn’t start for over an hour, we went to Melb Uni to print the voucher off at the library.

The Bailleiu Library is under construction, and I looked pretty noob in my own university getting lost trying to find the other entrance. We spent some time in the library just browsing the internet (there is a symposium (HA SPELLED IT RIGHT) for screen and TV stuff, including a talk with the WRITER OF DEXTER, so I’m totally gunning for that). We made it back to Melb Central just in time for the movie, because we just HAD TO check Facebook one last time. (By ‘we’, I meant Lily.)

The movie was pretty enjoyable – I wouldn’t say astounding, especially compared to Black Swan – and it had some pretty good laughs (my favorite being the period-mix-CD that Ashton made for Natalie – never memorized their character names. Andy and Emma or something) with a slightly-too-sweet-and-cliche ending. I wouldn’t say it’s a must-see, but if you’re in the mood for some light-hearted laughs (with a slightly awkward sex scene at the start, I mean I couldn’t stop comparing Ashton to Mila…), it’s a good choice.

I suppose it’s a pretty good way to spend my last day of holidays (weekends don’t count). Here’s to Easter! Oof.

Alex.

Ooh I Really Hate Yo Ass Right Now

[F*ck You! – Cee Lo]

I don’t know why I was fishing for a blog topic yesterday; I went out on Sunday and everything.

Gracing Melbourne with a visit, Cathy invited us out for Karaoke before she has to jet off to Europe. So, meeting up at 11 on a Sunday (meaning I had to leave the house extra early and sit through the damn clock singing again. I turned up my Maroon 5 and tried to tune it out), it was my first time seeing Cathy since July, and boy has she grown even prettier!

Okay this really isn’t a blog post about how beautiful Cathy is – she already knows it.

Apparently, Cathy has never been to Max Brenner. We – Pearl, Sheina, Carey and I – were so excited to be the one to take her “Max Brenner virginity”.

The girl who worked the counter, however, shared no enthusiasm. When Sheina brought up that “this is her first time here!” the girl sort of looked blankly at Cathy, as if to say, “great, what do you want to drink, order already!” Cathy was introduced to all sorts of wonderous things, like their hug-mugs and the kangaroo cup.

I had a cappuccino in the kangaroo cup, which is basically a normal cup with a small part to put a bit of chocolate in. It actually made it kind of hard to drink from the cup.

After Max Brenner, where I had my first souffle (those things are good. I’m sure I’m failing my aspirations as a writer when I say “good” but sometimes one word is enough. Those things are GOOD!), we sat on the fake grass at QV waiting for Alex, who comes in a twin-set with Jack (thus Jalex), and it will be confusing cos I’m Alex too but yeah…

There were these two kids running around – you know the toddlers who you can tell just learned how to run – and they were clearly friends since birth (all of 3 years), so they had their own little language and chasing each other, in utter bliss because it was sunny and Christmas was around the corner. Sort of realized that there are days where I should just enjoy the fact that I’m young and I can still get away with some stuff, and stop trying to grow up so much. In 7 months I’ll officially not be a teenager anymore, so I need to milk the “teen” thing for all it’s worth.

We went to Melb Central because K-Box wasn’t open yet, so we were going to Partyworld. Partyworld decided not to open for 20 more minutes, so Cathy sort of grabbed a few wrists and dragged them to Valleygirl for shopping. In actuality, it was just Sheina, Cathy and Pearl grabbing clothes, and the two Alexs (Alexi? Alexa…anyway) and Carey standing around giving thumbs up to most things. Not that we didn’t mean them, they all looked VERY good in what they tried on.

After we had to leave because the store people were giving us odd looks because Carey was taking pictures of Cathy in the clothes, we decided that we won’t go to Partyworld after all, that we would just wait to go to KBox. So we had some sushi and sat and chatted, and the topic of conversation went onto who was stronger. At this point, Alex and Sheina decided to have an arm-wrestling match. Having exhausted the “Oh my god Chandler’s making his orgasm face” jokes (remember, Pearl was the girl who knew FRIENDS inside out), it became a bit embarrassing because Alex just couldn’t beat Sheina – and Sheina was straining so hard that some tendons in her arms were actually popping out.

(In case you were wondering, the match never ended. They were so evenly matched that it was wasting time.)

Cathy then went on to suggest that Pearl and I “wrestle as well”. We all gave Cathy some very highly raised eyebrows at her apparent Freudian slip, and Carey wondered where we could get some jelly/chocolate sauce cheap.

KBox, having been renovated since I was last there (2 years ago), turned out to offer some sort of 4-hour deal, so we all went in and sang songs for 4 hours. I’d almost forgotten how funny it was to watch Jalex sing (Jack joined us later bearing KFC) and dance – at one point Alex was trying to grind against the wall (don’t ask) and the guy who came in with our drinks opened the door and sort of did a double-take.

We belted out F*ck You! among other songs, and just let me say, belting out the bridge and acting all hardcore gangster is even more fun in Karaoke than at home.

My voice is hoarse, still, but every time I think back to Carey singing Mary Had A Little Lamb I would smile, so it was all worth it.

I went home that night pretty happy, and to make things better, Catherine was online! I haven’t talked to that girl in weeks, and it was really good to just catch up and make some small banter. I really want to see her in person soon, I still owe her birthday lunch.

Alex.

Starbucks

Dom and I had a mini argument via emails over whether Starbucks is better than Gloria Jean’s.

I made a lame crack (not to him, I’ve forgotten whom to) that “Starbucks” has the word “bucks” in it, and Gloria Jean’s has “Gloria” which sounds like “glorious”. So, subliminally speaking, I like GJ’s.

Anyway, I was going to buy a muffin for Fafa for her birthday, which was yesterday, so I went to the Starbucks which is between Lt Collins and Collins. And I’m not used to going to Starbucks, more GJ’s. ‘Cos at GJ’s I just say “regular caramelatte please” and it’s all good, but I don’t know what things are in Starbucks, and I’m short sighted so it’s hard to read the menu.

I got the Signature Hot Choc, with a shot of espresso, marshmallow hold the cream.

If DOM you were THERE instead of being LATE I wouldn’t have looked so noob.

This is a dry patch for blogging. Sorry.

I COULD blog about the Kyle and Jackie O scandal thing, but look, I’ve said what I wanted to the people whose opinions matter to me. I am too tired to go through my points again.

Alex.

A Night Out With The Beast

(No, I’m not talking about Dani’s cleavage. Ahhh in-ish joke.)

I am extremely glad I have something I can post under “social life” again.

Last night I had a really full night, because it was Julia’s birthday dinner as well as Beauty and the Beast, the combined musical by MacRob and MHS.

The evening/night started when school ended and I headed off into the city with Sonam, Tiff, Vania and a bunch of others who, to make this blog more coherent, will only be named and censored when need be. We planned to meet up with Julia, Bel and Jen (and a similar other bunch) later on at the restaurant.

The plan had originally been to go to this cafe on Little Collins to let Tiff perve on some hot guy. We were slow getting out of the school so we powered up Little Collins (Town Hall side) only to find that the cafe (assuming it was the one April recommended) was closed. So we powered back down to the other end of Little Collins where we were about to enter Laurent. It was full so we went down a causeway and went into an Asian-run Italian themed cafe. It wasn’t bad, quite cosy, but it wasn’t as good as Giraffe (and I forgot its name).

After drinking and paying for coffee (I read my drink price wrong which held us up for about 10 minutes as Lisa tried to compensate for my stupidity) we went back down to Swanston St to catch a train up to the restaurant. There was some sort of giveaway going on and there was a mass of people on the opposite side to the Town Hall. I thought it was a gig but apparently not.

Went up to the restaurant. I forgot the name of the restaurant, but it was Italian and you get there via the Glen Iris tram stopping at Stop 31. Most of the people arrived and we started eating. There were pizzas and gnocchi and pasta and so forth and we all had a pretty awesome time joking around and making fun of Jen – who is such a good sport – and eating. A while into dinner we realized that the other end of the table was definitely having more fun than our end, so we tried to think of something fun to talk about but all Jen could do was bleat (literally).

Then food finished and we all made a racket taking pictures and singing happy birthday AGAIN. Jen and JenT tried to harmonise for 5 minutes to no avail. Then, when Tiff went to the bathroom Suse had the bright idea to hide under the tables so that when Tiff came back out she wouldn’t know where we were. We did it, and we were totally idiotic, with us giggling and hissing “SHH” all the time.

Got told off by the owner of the store so we paid and left, and decided to walk to MHS instead of tram.

Had a pretty interesting conversation with Lisa on the way there. I had to find a bathroom halfway down and unfortunately got lost coming back out (IT WAS MAZEY OKAY?!).

Got to MHS with time to spare, and waited around for Fel, Bee, Shaz, Mash and Fel’s friend Ryan. Turned out they’d passed me and were inside already (despite Bee saying she called my name I was annoyed and cold). Met Ryan, and saw a Yr 10 MHS guy with uber long/big blonde hair. I can’t describe it. It’s sort of punk/skater boy, shoulder length, huge fringe etc. He was an usher so I kept on trying to see his hair.

My English student teacher sat in front of me, coincidentally, and I wasn’t sure if it was her because her hair had changed. But it was her.

I don’t think I’ll give a review of the musical because I can’t be bothered, but I thought – and this was agreed upon – that this was the best one in the 4 years I have been here (and I went to every single one of them). The costumes, especially Cogsworth’s, was SO COOL! And Mrs Potts ACTUALLY had steam coming out of the spout of one “hand”. Or the hand of one “spout” whatever.

So, if you have the time, there is one last show tonight at 7:30 at MHS in South Yarra. Tickets aren’t that expensive and it’s totally worth it. No idea if it’s sold out.

Afterwards, we said bye to Ryan and (OH YEAH I saw Khanie during intermission and talked for a bit) Fel’s dad drove us home. I slept at 12:30 in time to be woken up at 6:00 by my dad forgetting to turn off his alarm (he was on conference so of course he wasn’t there to shut it).

“Tale as old as time, song as old as rhyme…Beauty and the Beast.”

Alex.

Tuesday Arvos

My Tuesdays are blocked as the following

Period 1, Methods.

Period 2, Free.

Period 3+4, English Language.

Period 5+6, Dozing through Legal Studies.

This was the second week in a row that I didn’t manage to keep my eyes open for all of Legal Studies, and not the first lesson this week in which Mr Sh-‘s words melted away as my eyelids gained several kilos. He was talking about, I think, the Gov Gen’s role in Executive Counsel when suddenly Jen stabbed me awake. Now, don’t get me wrong, while Legal is currently not the stuff of legends, it’s not sleep inducing either – not at the rate Mr Sh- teaches. But because of the Oscars last night and Mr Sh-‘s unrelentingly Philadelphia-esque (the cheese spread) tone, I was not 10 minutes into class when I started losing energy.

I’ve decided that every Tuesday recess or in my free before I’d make myself a stiff cup of coffee. I don’t think I’d keep it up because I don’t like how coffee stains my teeth. But I have to keep awake in my Legal double somehow.

Keep Cool (and, well, obviously, awake)

D.F.