Stomach Ache

Okay, my posts are a bit messy....but they're all here.

This one occurred after school.

So me and Joel went to charcoal chicken to eat up on some food.
I bought the half chicken and chips with gravy, he bought the drink and potato scallops.

We....ate a lot.

We were both hungry and by the end of it, both full.

After Joel bought small chips and gravy to take home for his brother, we walked back to Joel's house, you know....so he can give it to his brother. His brother had "big sharp pains" in his stomach, blaming the chips. I...had similar pains but not as sharp and big. Easily bearable. Once I got home, however, it got painful. And now I'm left with a stomach ache.

:/

Parkour at Ourpark

Notice how parkour and ourpark are VERY similar? Yeah. So this is how it goes. Me, Jere and Jon (Tan) were going to meet at the park nearby our house (except for Jere, but he took a bus in) to do parkour, stretches, exercise and maybe go for a jog later. At 11am.

However, I had to go doctors for some quick checkup thing to do with my chest, so we postponed it to 12pm.

The quick checkup ended up with me getting an X-Ray.

Lady: "Take your shirt off"
Me: (In my head: Usually that's what I say) *takes shirt off*
Lady: "Step over there"
Me: *steps over there*
Lady: "Turn around so your back faces me"
Me: *laughs inside at the similarities of what she is saying and a rapist* *turns around*
Lady: "Breathe in, Breathe out"
Me: (In my head: Aren't I already doing that) *deep breaths*

And so on and so forth.

My X-Ray looks quite O.K. So in two weeks I get to find out if there is anything wrong with me, which there shouldn't be. Then my doctor shall fill in my form and I get the thumbs up for donating blood. YES!

So I got home and jogged to the park. Nobody there. It was 12:05 so...where was everybody?

I swung on the swing for about 10 minutes and still nobody. Ah well...I'll go home and then go check if they said anything.

I got home and checked skype to receive the message from Jere, "I'm going to be at Jon's house. Come get us when you're ready" It was sent to me about 2 minutes after I left the house. *sigh*

I jogged to Jon's house, collected them and then we went back to the park to do parkour and stuff.

I got to learn new stuff. :) Like swinging from a higher bar down to a lower bar with both hands. Or horizontally, both hands.

Back at Jon's house, we (just Jon) cut Jere's hair. Not bad too. :D

Then we burned a massive clump of hair when Wez came over. It smelled like shit. Horibble horrible smell.

(The format of this post is terrible)

Jere took the bike to charcoal chicken to get extra large chips while the rest of us went back to the park to resume parkour.

Jere came back just before Jazer arrived.

We ate chips.

We kicked bark at each other.

It started to rain.

We went back to Jon's house.

We practiced breakdancing (I'm worse at it than the structure of this post)

I got picked up.

I went to parent teacher interviews.

More details in next post.

Chillin' with Ji Hyung.

So this was yesterday, I forgot to blog about it (sorry Ji Hyung...)

After biblical studies (which is more like religious studies) we learned about the different variations of Muslim. It was VERY interesting. I could listen to Mr. Murphy for hours....LOL!

My favourite part was the (forgot the name) Muslim Group that just smokes pot and gets drunk so they FEEL like they're communicating with God. HAHAHAHA!

Anyways after that, I went to Charcoal Chicken with Ji Hyung. It was raining. I shouted the chips with gravy then afterwards we went to foodworks and he shouted the ice creams. (It stopped raining by this point). We finished the ice-creams just as his bus came and then as he got on, I walked home.

:D

That's all I guess....xD

For the sake of it.

As I sit here, studying methods, skyping with friends and the occasional round of bubble tanks arena. YES, BTA is out. I think it came out a couple of months ago....July? Well it's awesome. Google it. It's be hero interactive. I'm lovin' it.

The game, not McDonalds.

So as I sit here, I realise, 'today I have not blogged yet' well that's not really a problem on it's own as I don't NEED to blog. But then again, if I want to maintain a healthy active blog (which is weird since at the moment I need to maintain a healthy active body, which I'm going to go for jogs with Jon Tan and Joel Wu to do it. xD) then I need TO BLOG. The same principle goes with piano, bible reading, masturbating, methods, any other subject, shitting, breathing and of course, sleeping. If you want it to be maintained, to it often and well.

I kind of feel ashamed of myself, that my priorities are going to my blog, but oh well. I may as well get on with it.

So today my classes are all insignificant, compared to what I had period 5, my unit 3/4 Psychology SAC. Well in music, 'Auralia' has gotten so boring, it's just like....REALLY boring. Words cannot describe how boring it is. Oh wait, I think I did a post on that, yes I did. 'Boring' is a good word to describe it. It's not killing me, and I can do it with ease, it's just boring. Simple word, perfect word to use. There, there's a word. :D (The gayest 3 lines on my entire blog).

So I listened into the year 12 chord progression dictation. One, One, Four, One, Five, Four, One, Suspended fifth, Seventh, One. Blah blah blah....

VERY interesting. And I'm not saying that in comparison to the auralia although it is ESPECIALLY interesting in comparison to the auralia. (To those who don't know what auralia is, it's simply a program that tests you on pitch, rhythm, chord, anything to do with music in any way. Very good program. Very boring when you sit there by yourself for 45 minutes). I'm saying it because it was, genuinely interesting.

PSYCH SAC. The last part. And this is where I'm in the shits. Because this is how it goes. We had a psychology experiment which took up one period. We are given three more periods to write up the experiment in the form of an ERA (I should what this stands for since I'm doing Psych 3/4 but I don't...I accelerated and I'm lazy. Oh wait I think I remember....empirical research analysis. Is that it? Meh.)

I found that out today. Three periods to write. I read on the sheet earlier on that week, "Four periods for this task" and assumed it was four periods of writing up. How perfect. FOUR. But it was not perfect. Oh no. It was very unperfect as three is very un-four-like. On the double yesterday I compelted about 55% which is more than 50% which means I'm on track. I'll just do 25% today and 20% on the last period and I'll be done. Yesterday, when I handed in my thing the teacher was like "Tomorrow go to S9, your last period". WAIT...WHAT?!?!

So here I am today, In S9, with other psychology 3/4 students that missed out on a class period due to the chemistry aquarium excurstion, HHD (Health and Human Development) students and physics students. I don't know what they were doing. Just some tests and SACs, probably.

I wrote non-stop. I had to cover almost half of the rest of my SAC in 50 minutes. The pages I used for writing ended up being nine. A good 4 pages of that was today. 50/4 = 12.5 minutes per page. My hands were hurting so much, I....Actually they weren't hurting. They were just tired from writing furiously for 50 minutes. It was liek I was in detention, but I didn't notice the strain. I guess I was too busy concentrating on something that will affect my ENTER score to notice unimportant things like that - The human body.

While on this topic, let me explain one of my philosophical views.

Let's say a friend, acquaintance, sibling, relative, husband or even pet of mine tripped over, and cut himself/herself while falling through a window, shattering it.

The human body will recognize the bleeding, send of certain cells to scab, heal and repair itself. It will send over white blood cells to consume any small fragments of glass to destroy it, etc. The window is not so sophisticated. It is just a window. And without it the room will get cold. So repairs are neccesary. This will cost money, unlike the awesome human body. I'd be more concerned about the property damage, regardless of who fell through and who owns the property, philosophically. In reality...I would laugh then help up the injured, then mourn for the broken glass.

After the SAC (which I completed, double-checked and was satisfied with what I had done), I went to charcoal chicken with Joel Wu where we shared some chips and a drink. Halfway through, some bratty asian kid about 6 or 7 years of age, I think, came in, in his primary school uniform, whinging. He ran over to the drinks fridge and motioned for his mum to get him a coke. "Sorry honey, No coke."

He made such a big fuss, it was approaching the point where it was more annoying than background noise. He didn't speak english, and I couldn't recognize any chinese, if he was speaking in a dialect. He was speaking gibberish. "Aeeaegheoeaoggghhhhguhghbibbubwehh" In my head, 'Yeahhhhhhhhhh....He's probably special'. Speak of the devil, guess what Joel Wu said out loud? You guessed it! (Or if you read his blog at stupid-latin.blogspot.com you would know anyway so it wouldn't REALLY be a guess, now would it?) "I think he's a BIT special." I looked at Joel, staring at him trying to communicate 'His mum is right behind you'. Joel didn't understand. So I focused my eyes into the distance behind him while angling my head a little bit to imply where I was looking at. Then back at him. Then back into the distance. Repeat. He didn't get it. So I moved my hand noticeably but down low pointing in his direction then once he looked at my hand, he looked at me. Then I looked into the distance. He turned around. "OHHHHH" "Meh." That's Joel for you. xD

The mother probably thought the same thing anyway. LOL!

After charcoal chicken, Joel's dad took me home as it was raining. Thank you Mr. Wu. :D

Then I did my usual shyte.

Mmmm....'nights.

Secondary performance dinner. Night one.

I was moderately stressed. Today. Why? I don't know. I just was. At one point I stopped my thoughts and told myself "Dude. You're performing tomorrow. 24 hours. 24 freaking hours. Relax. Chill. Have fun tonight."

And so I did, in a way. Hanging in M3, Johnson gave us all instructions and a run-through for the night. He said at one point "Some of the year 7-10's wanted to help real bad. And a lot of them are more mature than some year 11/12's." I knew that was aimed DIRECTLY at me. :D Hehehe....

As for the caterer, Angelina and her family, the Hoe (I think that's how you spell it) family. They were all there. Chloe, Danielle, Faith, Samuel and even their younger sibling, who looked like 7 or 8 and was in a chef's hat and apron preparing the food. Impressed. Very impressed.

Once the night started, it was a ball rolling, and rolling, and rolling, AND ROLLING. Went very well, actually. I feel less stressed after Jazer taught me how to beat Stage Fright.

Also, Once Melissa turned up, I had someone to talk to about other stuff than Wushu, groping and charcoal chicken. Still can't decide which converstaions were better...:)

John, Ting and some other guys (year 9), meh. Was okay talking to them. Boring but okay.

As for the final song. (choir + VCE music students <--that's me). Isaac ditched it and even though I only rehearsed once, TODAY. I still went fine. Well not bad.

Yeah....was a nice night :) And I can't wait for tomorrow's night and get this piece over and done with. I'm fairly confident I can do it without stuffing up now.

Good work everybody, 'night.

and umm...yeah. YEAH! YEEEEEEAR!!! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER!!!!!1111one!!!