doing venepuncture next week. wish i had tom's number right now.

fuck you. i've heard was too much fur elise in my life. i don't need someone hammering it out on the piano right now. it's kinda beyond a cliche.

peter michael andrew keeps peering over my screen to see what I am typing.
this lecturer is very difficult to follow. but he does have a funny german accent.

ran into josh today. it was awkward. possibly because i think he was trying to pick up and i may have been cock-blocking him.

he's starting to look increasingly like a dirty hippie.

lecture quotes:

nothing in life lasts. you may have a car crash. get a divorce. loose your husband. loose your wife...


.... but herpes, you have that for life

people in med (and broader life) ....

...don't seem to get that drugs have been around for years. that chances are their parents took drugs. and had group sex and were wankers for a period. it's just not new. not cool. not different. not rebellious. just the same crap everyone else has done for the past 40 years.

sam can be a real cunt sometimes.

where the hell is our lecturer?

 I wish i could dedicate my life to something this productive:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ezZgAl6aN8

just a bit sad...

Hey guys. I play bass in the band the monster goes rawrr. I met two of your reps at the rain hail and shine festival at jimboomba last weekend. I just wanted to say thanks or doing what you are, my uncle died of aids and it is great to see poeple out there spreading awareness especially amongst young people. If there's anything I can do to help out up here in brissy let me know! Hope to see you in melbourne one day. Thanks again guys. Ross

where the hell did my day go.

got up. went to uni. bought a book. sat in a lecture theatre with less than 50 people (there are meant to be 300). met max at the bar at 12. meant to go to a lecture 2. looked at my clock. realised it was 2:30. though fuck it. looked at my clock again when it read 4:30. left the university bar. looked at my clock it read 6:30. went to the city with max to chill with adam and milan at equinox. got the train home with milan. looked at my clock it read 10:30pm. what the fuck happened.

in other news, ran into josh on my way through wholefoods to the bar. had a quick and normal chat. he seemed normal. too normal. almost as if he wasn't stoned.

ran into one of josh's friends at the bar. his name escapes me. he made a comment about how for someone doing med i seem to do an aweful lot of chillin. oh well.

milan gave me a slightly drunk bike riding lesson (i don't know how to ride a bike). i was very much scared for the most part of it.

awkward number 2.

on the wholefoods balcony. someone asked me if was josh's ex. i gave them a puzzled face.
someone everyone at the table seemed to be down on this. and they all seemed to misinterpret my puzzled expression. "oh shit" "way to let that one slip"

and then it got awkward. i didn't want to have explain to his friends that i looked puzzle because i didn't realise i was his ex. so i just kind of mumbled something and said don't worry about it. and then josh appeared and it was awkward.

awkward shit.

i was dumped. by someone I didn't know i was dating.

i seem to be getting a great deal of spam on this blog, including:

"Doing on work and not enjoying pleasures like kisses, touches and romance can make a person psychologically disturbed."
"the experience will be so real that it will almost like a real date"

http://kham-ing.blogspot.com/2007/03/we-lost-choral-but-what-else-is-new.html

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QJAbCuwcWxo&feature=player_embedded

so i missed the memo and am now at uni. the memo read something like "there is not uni on tuesday".

I got a letter from centrelink saying i had to notify them of any scholarships i was recieving and that i might be eligible for more scholarships because of the new legislation.

firstly, I tried for 3 days to get onto the youth services line but it was completely full so the phone just rang out (i couldn't even get in the que). ended up having to call the pensioner and ask to speak to an operator to get onto somone.

secondly, i got onto a woman who took down the details of my scholarship but said she didn't actually now anything about what was happening to the scholarships and so transferred me onto another woman

thirdly, the next woman said the other woman had recorded me as being ineligible for one of the new scholarship (when she should have put me down as being eligible). this woman told me that my 6k scholarship would remain untouched and i would get a one-off 650 scholarship amount paid into my account.

it's all very confusing.

it was a damn long call. good thing i'm on a cap or the bill would be through the roof.

awkward moment with my mother the other night. it started like this, "i keep finding things in the rubbish, and i just thought i should remind you to think about what you put in the bin".

now this may sound perfectly harmless, but if you know my mother (as i do), you would cotton on to the fact that this is her way of telling me i've been sprung doing something i haven't. that she's found some kind of contraband in the bin.

but what could it be, smoking, drinking, sex-having related parephenalia...

it was bugging me, what did i leave in the bin?
"so what what did you actually find" i ended up asking.
she refused to answer. possibly because it would have been awkward.




after a couple of days i finally realised what she was on about. she thought my brothers chewing gum packets were rubber packets.

attempting to blog again. (thanks noor) don't expect it to be a success.

i met my mothers new man friend the other day. and guess what. he's not asian*. they met in the op shop and thats where we (myself & my mother) bumped into him.


* my mother has a think for skinny little asian men for anyone who was wondering.
see image below for case-in-point: