"A 56 gram (approximately 2 ounce) serving of original Spam provides 7 grams of protein, 2 grams of carbohydrates, 15 grams of fat (23% US Daily Value) including 6 grams of saturated fat (28% US Daily Value), and over 170 calories. A serving contains nearly a third of the recommended daily intake of sodium (salt). Spam provides very little in terms of vitamins and minerals (0% vitamin A, 1% vitamin C, 1% calcium, 3% iron). It has been listed as a food that is a poor choice for weight loss (or weight gain) and optimum health and as a food that "is high in saturated fat and sodium"

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Spam_musubi

the land of meat and honey...


minus the honey cos its not allowed on the fatkins diet

cos i give the people (noor) whats they want:

chem: long, so fucking long, the nerds will tell you that they finished with fifteen minutes left and such, but i knows for a fact, that even certain nerds coun't derive the certain ph of a certain reaction. but the exam was reasonable none the less.

spesh: better than i expected, but still not exactly thinking of doing 'good' in comparison to all the other nerds, same rcos(0-a) question as well as everything that wasn't statics or kinematics, but go figure such is life (ie. unfortunately not as full of physics as it should be)

lang: chose the creole question, my essay was structured pretty much identically to the sample essay, short answer was not too good, used shitty (partially fictional) examples in the essay and absolutely none in the third paragraph - ran out of paper

physics: i truly believe i answered absolutely everything correctly (however, rennie might think otherwise) - finish 30mins early - lars kept giving me these "you are so shitty at englang looks" (or so i'd like to believe)

in response to the drama tears: sarah got fired, cook, whom i can't stand therefore gains even more power

history controversy? gossip like its hwat noor.


ps. if smelsher is reading this, i can only apologies for missing her birthday celebrations

would you do if an older woman was texting your boyfirend?
- tell madelyn to stay away from my man

in other channel seven news, apparently women go for me who resemble their fathers. hairy italian vs. unable to grow facial hair asian. a clear resemblence.

one down and what feels like a basquillion left to go, but in actual fact three; physics, spesh, lang.

got stuck talking to some junkie with a really bad inner elbow infection about speech night. oh, and then i got sushi. it went something like this:
"do the vegetarian hand rolls have mayonaise?"
(blank look)
"they have rice and some vegetables with some tofus"
"yes, i know what they are, but do they have mayonaise"
(blank stare)
"they are vegetarian one, we have one with chicken and tuna also"
"i know, but i'm allergic to dairy, i can't eat them if they have mayoniase"
"i'll check for you"
"this one (points to handroll in question) has no mayonaise"

the levels to which we sometimes stoop (i don't have a dairy allergy at all, i was lying).

but seriously, yoyogi, hand rolls are larger and cheaper than the general fair, and their inari would take Samuel at leak three bites (as opposed to the usual two).

"i don't support the RSPCA cos they're speciest: they only care about cats and dogs" - stewy on being a hippytarian

fucking oath, if i wanted to babysit little shits i would've gotten knocked up.

cos physics is ph-fun

now i know what you're all thinking: oh great another rant about how much smelly hippies are the commie scum of the earth and people like that are so completely anti-business (even more so than greg combet) that they deserve to have the words anti-business branded across their foreheads with a redhot poker and their bodies churned up into a cheaper alternative to beef for the poor.

but alas no, my initial thought was: he's not going to regret his temporarily fashionable tatoos in the future, they go nicely with his kanji and tribal armbands

i freakin love google analytics, makes me feel like such a net celebrity, in that self-indulgent way that people check how many myspace page views they have and then compare this figue to other in attempt to be more popular and interesting, to feel more liked and witty...



but seriously, which fuking idiot is using interentexplorer, and as for applesafari, you trendy artfag, real men with real testicles use linux and assemble their own computers

katherinetan is watching you.

that samuel is a bad, bad man.

he jeopardises study with his seductive man-velcro.

"Mr.Marcus plays the America's first black president. His daughter, played by Dana Dearmond, gets kidnapped by a preppy blond, (played by Charlotte Stokely), who threatens to keep the girl unless everything ALT is outlawed. As part of her torture, she is forced to listen to the same pop song over and over, with subliminal messages about conformity. President Marcus hires Joanna and her Angels to rescue his daughter, and save everything alternative in the country."

sounds like pornographic gold

its twelve at night, why the fuck would you play cheesy opera and do the hoovering with you windows completely open? i guess the answer is, its cos you just haven't integrated into Australian society properly.
that and the people I'm referring to in our block have a car, littered with "my sexual preference: often" and "breast inspection officer" stickers so they're probably just douchbags anyway.

"well some rich people are just a little bit precious"
"oh lars, you're such generic leftist"
"me? i'm one of howards battlers"
"you sure you've integrated enough into australian society to call yourself an aussie battler"

- lars & kham, on wesley paying for individual taxis to chaperone each individual member of their chess team from their front doorstep to the box hill chess club and back again

http://balena.co.kr/

Several models said they were initially drawn in by American Apparel's progressive environmental policies, sweatshop-free manufacturing, and youthful corporate identity. But their dreams of success were soon shattered. "Before I knew it, I was squatting on the floor in this humid room with a camera pointed at my crotch," said model Gabrielle.


for hanna (who i know doesn't read my blog, but hell, its recruiting time - makes me feel witty'n'all)

holy hell, if you haven't seen this yet get off the fucking internet, turn the tv on, and sit, and sit, and sit until you see sibean on a vote liberal ad testifying that "the howard government has done great things for the australian economy"

"Girls and Guns is where beautiful women and raw fire power come together"

"Every month Tough Sports live searches for new sexy girls who have what it takes to operate some of the most deadly weapons on earth."

well that makes me just a little juicy in my pants.

i pulled a bit of a sourface when i found out my very own soy-toy is working as headchef tonight without a kitchenhand without a headchef wage.

apparently he has to fry bacon in butter then add cream then stir in parmesan cheese. fuckin gross ehy?