Saturday, August 09, 2008

Times like these..

I'm bothered. I'm not sure by what. Oh, that's right. I'm annoyed that class starts in 2 days. I'm annoyed that I haven't done anything to mark the end of the holidays. I'm annoyed that the Tattslotto numbers I got on 8/8/08 didn't turn out the way it should've. I'm annoyed that it's raining and the weather outside is just too cold to do any form of venturing or any sort of partying. I'm annoyed at my $100 mobile bill. I'm annoyed by the fact that I'm not sure why I got The Corrs DVD. I'm annoyed that the only thing that was worth watching on TV was Star Wars Episode II (NOT the Olympics). I'm annoyed that there hasn't been some miracle that has somehow made me an owner of a brand new Skyline. I'm annoyed that I was too full up from dinner to have Pacific duck rice or the Shanghai dumplings after. I'm annoyed that I'm starting to sound like I'm bitching over trivial things. Silver lining? I saw a massive rainbow today. I met a really really cute waitress at a nice Japanese restaurant today (the food was nice as well but pales by comparison to her). I've managed to play a few songs on hard mode in Guitar Hero. I managed to not splash on a PS3 today (although who knows what spending spree tomorrow holds?). I got the definitive Foreigner remastered CD and liked it. I have fallen in love with chocolates again and have surprisingly no worries on how many calories they might hold. And I got my lovely chicken chips. I managed to contact some old acquaintances too.

Negativity wins. I'm bothered. Good thing for me (and you lucky readers!) I have the picture on this post to stare endlessly at. Whoever she is.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

At Holiday's End


I hate the feeling that I get when a new semester is looming beyond the weekend. Given that most of my semesters are kinda like my holidays but with commitments and trips to Glenferrie dotted about my calendar, it's still annoying really. It's like having this whole commitment shadow over you. It takes the fun out of everything. Which is why I've literally gone mad about going mad for the past week or so. It's like a release to kick off the semester. It started with the notion of what if? and continued to what if I got a macbook? what if instead I got a VAIO? (I've been wanting the lightweight TX series for ages) what if I got myself a bike? what about a car? what if I just bought a ticket to Tokyo? or Hong Kong? It was all physically possible. This idea to go mad. None of it was really viable though. First off I already have a laptop, and all those that I wanted had a similar specification. Secondly, a learner permit only allows me to ride a 250cc bike, which ruins all superbike aspirations. I could get a car, but would have nowhere to park it. Or pay for the maintainence for a 1980s BMW 5 Series. And the globe-trotting trips just cost more than a bike and laptop combined. So I've just bought myself some Nelson County and Wicked Wings (that's bourbon and fried chicken to all you non-Aussie folks) and some chicken chilopolatas (chicken sausages), and did a few hours of PGR4. It's one of those times where I'm glad I bought that 360 steering wheel. It really helps me cruise (I'm referring to my state of mind). But it's annoying that after awhile you realize that you're cruising in circles. Might need Import Tuner Challenge. Perhaps that's something to do tomorrow. Along with FFIV. But that's just...pointless. Hmm...well I had no problem with Melbourne until now. Not like I have a real problem with the city. Well I do actually. It's too damn small. Maybe I'm just limited by my insistence that I DO NOT LIKE PUBLIC TRANSPORT. All the very..pedestrian. It's good for exercise or what not; but it'll never beat driving the GTi down any given highway. And now that it's sold, I'll be coming home to...ugh. I don't even want to think about it. It's at least a year before I see a replacement, and I hope PGR4 and GRID really does it's job. But there's a bright side to the sitch you say? How's buying a bicycle? I'm seriously thinking about it; but apparently it doesn't do any favours for my manhood. It's on the internet, so it's gotta be true. Alters and kills your kids apparenly (and get this..even before you get that tofu-breasted supermodel you see on Project Runway). I feel as though the city doesn't want me to get transport of any kind, kinda like a sick joke that happens to be real. Very real. What's worse? M3s and Skylines and S15s are aplenty. All driven by korean hippies that wouldn't know the difference between traction control and ABS. Well OK so that might be an exaggeration. But it's really starting to make me wonder. Is the want of an RB26DETT that big of a dream? Is the 355 GTS really more capable that the FQ-400 as it implies in PGR4? I think the correct answer to that is whatever. Tomorrow comes whether you're content or not.

Might as well put whatever to good use.