cog

saw cog last night at the anu refinery. they were rgeat and as good as i remember them being. I went with tony but met up with ryan and davie from work. met the other stef and scottie for the first time and also saw shano, slico as well as mark from uc and his gf. The cog drummer was insane and probably one of the best drummers ive heard. Bondi went off, def my fav song. It was a good night and im glad i went, only had one beer though coz i had to drive.

two days left

as i enjoy this fine variety of macdonald infused fat and sub food, and when i say fine i really mean not so fine. I think about the last 6 months ive spent at my current work and whether ive actually learnt anything. and... i havae sortof.

There are two ways of knowing what it is that you wich to do in life.1 by knowing exactly what it is that you wish to do, and 2 by knowing that this is not what you wish to do, and by a simple long extensive process of elimination i have decided that print is not the way for me thank jesus, if he even existed.

So just in case i forget to do it tommorrow farewell all ye cpp people, soem of you i am glad i will never see again and some of you i look forward to a happy future. Good luck jess and i hope you make it out soon, and to you matty i hope that you new promotion within the ranks wont hold you down forever and you get out and find that which you seek. To john i hope that you pull your head out of your arse and go do something like manage a charity where your families money has no power over them and where you will actually have to use some skill that you apparently have to make people work and maybe even work yourself. Open your eyes and realise that money is not the only thing in life other than your appearance and your image. I think that if you even read this then you will take what i say to heart and listen to my advice. Leave your family and all they've got, get the fuck out of there and dissapear. I thinkt that if you weren't born into that situation and have that pressure and expectation and actually got a choice in anything you do then you wouldn't be such a dick head. but because you are how they have had you i pity you even more. try being yourself for once in your life.

cheers

post post dave lan post

going to cog on thurs, infusion on friday, then wagga on sat and get heaps pissed sat night. i dont hink i can afford it but ill try.

post dave lan

heya just had one of the most fun weekends in ages.

Started off by playing soccer with davie after work and i scored two goals, sweet as, shame davie beat me with three. Won 6-1. Then went back to davies house with him and the soccer boys and dranks a few and smoked a few and crashed out after kicking everyones ass at some eighties bowling games on xbox mame.

Sat night i picked up tony and took him to daves house for a lan. we got 9 people and played some soldat and cnc generals zero hour. Its probably the first lant that ive gone to in over a year and the first in ages that i was drunk and smashed for. Love resupplying my content of games, movies and mp3s. Crackers, and motley came and met ryan(kramer), shano, riesy(ryan from work) came as well as joel and michael.

Sunday i went out to mooseheads but didn't drink coz i had to drive and with dd points its not worth the risk. Still stayed out till 4am though. Some hottie with a short as mini skirt and long brown hair kept my eye for most of the night. Of course trailing behind her were the fan group of at least 5 boys. Ahh they looking younger and younger when really they still the same age, 18 -21, its me thats getting older and older.

two weeks left

thats right as i count down my last month of living a canberian lifestyle i reflect on all those things that make things worth while and one of those is getting smashed at FM's in manuka (pronounced marnika). But the problem was that i didn't actually get pissed i only had a few drinks because i was DD, designated driver. yay. still had a good time though.

friday went to Oi's cousins house and saw cellular which wasn't as bad as i thought it would be.

Sat went to Tai's bday and watched all the boys get pissed. Met a filo dude there, michael and we chatted all night about phillipines because he just came back from there and about how im going there soon. Now im excited and cant wait to go. these two weeks are going to take ages. went out to fm's and danced all night. met this hot chicky that joel went to school with, merina, seemed nice but quiet and shy. didn't really try anything cause im leaving and dont really wanna hook up with anyone now anyway. good night though.

well since my last post a week ago there have been two things that have given me the shits. 1. JS and his 'the JS way is the only way policy at work'. why fucking educated and teach your employees anything if when the time come to gain their knowledge and expertise you sit back and just say nup, your wrong im right because im the fucking bosses son and ive been doing this shit since i was twelve. Well JS that may be the case but if the system works better that your then change the fucking thing.

2. The only two days i get to sleep in during the week is a saturday and a sunday and every fucking day Joey calls me up at 9 in the morning just so she can ask me about some shit i dont care about. Like aunties fucking wedding. Any one waking me up before midday on a fucking weekend will die painfully. Thats all. cheers have a good one.

PS. During a discussion about jesus and religions i thought of this.

Through inspiring others you convince yourself you have enough faith to follow through with your convictions.

saturday grad week

went to stingles place and played risk godstorm with him and phil. I lost miserably. thats two losses in a row now. lame. There was a massive stand off in the babylon europa and africa region and basically whoever attacked first won, greg pulled some massive bullshit by getting that +3 to bid points card and out bid me by one giving him the game in the end. bullshit greg bullshit. ill have you longshanks. silly game

crashed there after a drag of a j, man he has a hot house and sleeping is really hard. watched more lost and now im up to ep 20 the current america ep. yay. now back to werk at fucking day shift and earning flat pay now no loading. that suck. paid airfare to phillipines and soon, soon my friends i will be home again.ahahahahahahahahahaha. cant wait.

friday grad week

wow what a night, man i was drunk this night. had a 6 pack of coldies at chaston, went out to saloon bar had a few smirnoff blacks ooh yeah and danced drunk to dj beth, cool asian chick (that lives with little dave friends with emily) but is also a lesbian. how much does that suck. K and Kelly were theyre too and ormo, zam, jared, saw rollie, luke and hayley, chantelle and dj and the girls but they piked and went to the red, and other drunk people. We all got invited back to little dave and beths place for smoko out at estella. Was fun but i had like four and was so wasted. I remember stuggling to do anything for the rest of the night. crashed out at K's again.

thursday grad week

this day i awoke with a huge hang over, overly tired and tried my heart out to wake up before 12. Didnt happen. But i found inspiration due to the fact that i had to do my P-plate driving test at 2:15. what a bastad, i got there at 2:26 missing my second call by 1 minute and had to pay another 50 bucks to rebook for 1 hr later. what a scam, what a scam, what a scam...

anyway i passed and now i can drive leagaly.

had dinner with clint and melissa his new chickie and saw the kapooka army band at the civic theatre ampitheatre. the band was good but the fireworks were extremelly dangerous. One hit the library and landed 5 meters from where we were sitting. We moved after that.

Took off and left the couple alone and headed to chaston to celebrate scotties 19th bday. only had one drink and sat up talking to ormonovich and zam (john from canberra) who are taking theyre place as heir to the roto throne of CSU wagga inhonor of me and henry. i told them they were crazy and they laughed crazy like. good night.

wednesday grad day

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, finally graduated from university. this day was great indeed except for the fact that i was dead tired and didn't sleep untill 6am. got to uni and did all the dress up in gown and mortar board took photos with mum and sat through what seemed like ages for the ceremony. Our guest speaker was extremelly inspirational and gave us some hope that even if we arn't successful early in life then when our mid ages come along that those who did a science degree and were successful were now living boring lives whereas we would be living exciting fruitful lives. Lets hope thats the case when i get to my mid ages which aint that far away anymore.

After my grad lunch with mum, nino who also graduated from theatre, auntie juliette and her new boyf and post grad nap at chaston st place of fine people we headed out to the rsl for some fine drinking. It was good but on the way in i spotted a roulette machine and most of the night was spent fighting the burning asian blood in my veins while i ate and drank. I lost the battle and soon lost my money too. ahh i blame it on green zero's. bastad number.

I then left and needed to piss while i was onthe bus. I held on untill i was wreaking in pain and once the bus stopped at the tourist info centre to let off some elderlies i made a dash and let go into some bushes. i was in soo much pain but managed to stagger slowly into town and picked up K along the way. Of course stonham and rochelle and john will all say that in fact i didn't need to piss at all and really just looked for a reason to hook up with K. they never believe me when shes involved.

The saddest thing about the night was that it was a good night, in wagga, that doesn't happen much. and that all those people i drank with and have been partying and living with for the last three years i'll probably never see again. those people that i like to be with the most are those that i will see the least. this happens usually when things change, those things being circumstance, and recently i come to realise how much circumstance rules our lives and how people are linked together through circumstance and when that circumstance ends then so does the friendship or bond between the two. how many more will i lose to the cycle of circumstance.

short - got real pissed passed out at K's..

farewell james farewell chicks

a mate of mine james from work who is also friends with jess and dave and matt, came to my chrissy eve bbq and helped me on my car left for a better job welding and friday was his last day. so to celebrate we all had a few drinks over my place and it got to the point where matt and michelle convinced us to head out. We went to north next to icbm after meeting up with some chicks that michelle knew. Frankly i thought they were a bit snobby and once they had excused themselves to go to the toilet me and dave finished off our drinks, got jess and got the hell outta there. The funniest bit is that as we left we i saw them sneaking out of the pub to get away from us. Funny shit.

We then headed to church bar near the casino to meet up with spilco which i admit was tempting since the thought of roulette was burning through my blood. it wasn't that bad and i would have loved to stay but the place was shutting down after the karaoke stopped. Then unfortunately we headed to acadamy which i didn't want to do at all. While there i saw these two chicks who looked familiar and after a few minutes i realised i was dancing with those two chicks at the folkies at the rock and roll dancing. I went up and said gday and while they gavea me "get the fuck away from you weirdo freak' look i reminded them that i met them at the folkies and that we were dancing. They said umm yeah i remember and smiled and looked for the nearest escape route. well thats what happens when you tries to be social and friendly. It also make you wonder about the masks people wear and that these chicks were wearing foliie masks at the folkies but then in reality when you try to talk to them and mention their alternate lives they run and hide. so much for the real people of the world.