Gary Oak Was The Nice Guy All Along!

I saw this post on Tumblr today that made me re-think a large part of my childhood.

(If you’re not a Pokemon fan, chances are you’re not gonna get this post…I mean you’re gonna get it, you just won’t find this amusing)

Gary Oak Was The Nice Guy All Along!

Warning: the article may cause some readers to be upset, as it contains the death of a Pokemon. This basically outlines the scenario of the first series (Kanto region) but emphasizes a detail that, in our haste to Catch ‘Em All, we missed. It made me feel horrible!

In similar news, I decided to start FireRed again, on my laptop, with the VBA emulator. I remember that I’d gotten as far as Lavender Town the previous time that I’d played FireRed emulated, but I’d lost the files. I started at lunch time today, and, at nearly 5pm, I am close to finishing Brock off. I feel pretty good about that, but then again I’d more or less memorized what I need to know and do up to this point.

…Oh and I have a walkthrough [hides from disapproving readers].

I also should PROBABLY get back to the Pokemon Diamond I’m halfway through on my NDS. But I’ve left it for so long (the last time I played it was before my 17th birthday and I’m turning 19 in 3 months) I’d forgotten what I was trying to achieve.

Anyway, apart from that, everything’s pretty peachy. Uni is back tomorrow (let’s hear you say “FUCK NO”) but to my delight, weather is starting to cool down.

Oh! OH! I just realized I’d never written about shopping on Friday!

On Friday Jen and I went shopping together. She was up for a binge trip anyway, so indeed in the first 20 minutes, she’d bought a bow hair clip and a batwing Dangerfield jacket. We went to Harbour Town, and I got a pair of Adidas sneakers (or, as Katherine calls them, “kicks”). Went into Forever New (a shop that Meghan talks about all the time) and Jen got another bow headband (we looked at a bunch of weird ass ones first, though. One looked like a bird flew into your head, and died there).

Went back to Melb Central, and went to Myers with Josh to look at more clothes. FOUND NOTHING! Shattered.

Came home exhausted, and had Katherine tell me that at Valleygirl there was a sale. Oh and I didn’t find Factorie…because it was upstairs at Harbor Town.

Okay! Sorry, Jen, for not writing about my awesome day out with you!

Well, now I shall go upload my 365 for today.

Alex.

A Day Late

Yes, I did go out today. A day later than the Boxing Day usual.

We got to Knox at around 9:40, and mom had to go return the two right feet. Then we went to Harvey Norman and we emerged with a new toaster – I kind of wanted that cool new one where you can have all different shades of brown, with the “A Little Bit More” function thing, but we didn’t get it, of course – and a new hair shaving kit for dad (hey what if I become a skinhead?). Then we went around for mom to get some clothes, and had lunch at Dragon Boat. It wasn’t really that great – maybe the day was too warm for Yum Cha, but I just didn’t like it – but it did provide me with something funny to tell you.

Last year for Eunice’s birthday the four of us went to Tao’s and there was a strange waiter (or waitress? I can’t remember now) who, when he was serving the soup for Eunice, shook so hard the entire bowl chattered on the plate. Then there was a waitress who somehow missed the cup by a good 3 cm and poured tea onto the floor. Anyway, it just reminded me today when the young chick waitress refilled our tea pot and poured so much she didn’t compensate for the space the lid will oocupy, and when she put the lid back in she soaked half the table cloth. Not to be insulting to my own kind, but asian chicks are kind of dumb sometimes.

Bianca called me during lunch to tell me she was at Dandenong Plaza and bought a bunch of clothes for 45 bucks. Showoff.

After lunch, when we walked from OZone back to the main store (er if you don’t know Knox then just…OZone is an entertainment area that’s about 50 m away from the main mall) and I actually had that thing where you turn on the light at night and your eyes feel like trying to grow mouths to scream in pain, but much longer all the way from Dragon Boat to Borders. So I wanted sunnies. Besides I’d been wanting sunnies for a while. Wandered (okay gonna go off tangent, but I just wanna know how some people keep writing “wondered” instead of “wandered” because otherwise your musings can get you many places without an aim) to Myers and hey hey hey they had a massive sunglasses sale! 30 – 50% off some big brands (I’m bullshitting. I only know Le Specs and Ray Bans, but meh) so I dove in, elbowed away a couple of fat ugly tweens, and got myself a pair of Envy (apparently a brand. I only saw the actual object and the pricetag. $49.95 down 50%, woohoo!). I wore it on the drive home, and as I stepped into my bedroom I remembered Vania writing about how she liked her new sunnies so much she wore it around the house. Well, seeing as my house is really dark and I’m not a lame-wad (no offence), I didn’t. I also need to get my fringe out of the way when I wear it. Now there’s a funny image to laugh at.

I was at Red Rooster to get some chips (Maccas, Hungry Jacks and KFC was packed to the nines) and the chick who took my order greeted me with a tone that kind of said “go die, you fat fuck” and when I’ve done my order, she goes next please. I hear a deep male voice behind me and immediately she smiles and says “Hey there, how may I help you?” and I think “slut”. Or maybe I’m just pissed off ‘cos I didn’t warrant a nice greeting.

I’m talking to Sneakerologist right now. Just found out she’s 175 cm, just like Carmaine. Seriously, since they’re both Malay-Chinese, I think they’re related. That, or they’re from the same lab.

Curiouser and curiouser.

De Fluffe, Out.