like punch-bitch-slapped.
the kind that you need to get during your midlife crisis, by a friend who sees the truth that you don't. By a strong hand, with the sting of realisation.
hello anh.
why say this to me
" hey robert, arent you really shit at maths? "
why anh. =(
hmmm....dilemma.
4unit tutoring.. or physics tutoring.. ?
hmmmm...
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
ngaw soozy.
Mondays and Tuesdays used to be the days I freaked out over Truong homework, but NO LONGER.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
he was their FRIEND
I had a crazy nightmare last night that I'm going to blog about now before I forget.
Basically, I was the character of Harry Potter in a Harry Potter video game, and for some reason, it was taking place in my very own backyard. For anyone who's familiar with my backyard, I was around the back near the stairs. At the point in the game that I was placed in, I was supposedly meant to fend off a horde of Death Eaters, who were supposedly coming to grab me. Due to the nature of the game, no matter where I was positioned, there would be Death Eaters coming from two opposing sides.
With my heart hammering in tense suspense, I kept my ears peeled for any signs of some sort of Death Eater entering my house, and for the first maybe fifteen seconds, I heard nothing, before BLAH BLAH BLAH I STARTED TYPING THIS IN THE MORNING BUT NOW I CBF FINISHING. IN CONCLUSION, VOLDEMORT CAME, I DISARMED HIM, THEN HE SOMEHOW GOT HIS WAND BACK AND IMPERIO'D MY ASS. THEN I GOT LOCKED UP IN A ROOM, AWAITING MY DEMISE AT THE HANDS OF BIG V. IT WAS LIKE IN FIGHT CLUB IN THE WAY THAT EVERY SINGLE PERSON I TALKED TO WAS WORKING FOR VOLDEMORT AND NO MATTER WHAT AUTHORITY I APPEALED TO WHEN I ESCAPED, I WOULD JUST GET TURNED IN TO VOLDEMORT BY SAID AUTHORITY.
Friday, October 23, 2009
get sexy, kids!
So Year 12 has actually been kind of exhausting for me. I don't know if it's the combination of not sleeping enough (5-6 hours average each night) and actually paying attention and doing work in class now, or if it's because I'm getting mentally tired from actually doing homework now. I don't feel like the workload has actually increased - it's stayed the same, or at least it has to me - but now that I'm actually making an effort to get every bit of homework done, it seems so much more intimidating.
Anyway, on a less faggot note, here's what's cracklalackin' in my stupid world.
SCHOOLWORK.
I probably do nowhere near as much work as I should / as much as everyone else, but the sissy two hours I do (or at least try to do) each night feels like it's taking up lots of my time. Which, I suppose, is how it should be for Year 12.
4U ENGLISH.
This doesn't count as schoolwork because I'm actually looking forward to doing it, even though Ms Young makes it a lot worse than it actually (probably) is. Problem is, I don't really know what I'm writing about. Probably something really bogus. Definitely no gay shoe shit again.
MUSIC.
Lately: Children Collide, Temper Trap, Passion Pit, Van She, Tame Impala (who I don't mind anymore), and We Are Scientists.
Also, Stephen quit the band, so we can't play half the songs we already know properly, so we're choosing new ones.
Here's one of them, if you care. You don't.
I really, really like this song.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
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