Improvements at the sanctuary

Today i had training, haha its a lot more fun now with free fighting. Though there are a lot more expectations. I seem to have the best memory, it works both ways. Bonus I know what to do, negative i am the only one that knows what to do. Our main instructor tries to incorporate maths into the sessions, like at what angle a specific attack works best.

There's specific means in attacking someone in the most efficient way. I was the only one out of six people that remembered it, so today it was referred to as "Dejans formula". I don't like knowing everything, no one likes the over achiever but I can't help when i love something i put more effort into it. I got told that one of the other kids is memorising the Koran, and if he was able to that, i should be able to memorise a book and likewise he should be able to memorise the formula.

I friend brought to my attention that I tend to have what one might call split personality disorder. I unfortunately have to agree but I think I'm gonna focus on being Dejan for a bit, give the other guy a break.

Oh before training, one of the other instructors, probably the one i respect the most cause hes the one that always drop me told me that he was impressed with my grading, said he's seeing a huge improvement and i should be proud. I couldn't help but grin. Though it just means I have to keep improving which is frightening. I still have yet to get my Green Belt D= The certificate means little without the belt to back it up! Today we're off to Redcliffe to spend time with family. Hopefully my comp will get fixed, i missed playing online. 4 days of walks in the park and movie marathons!

Oh Kevin, your not just a pretty face or a nice rack, your a fucking legend.
No one else would actually create a Ninja Pirate Costume, or use mascara to create a pirate costume or bit through his phone, your an inspiration to the rest of the world.

Merits

Today while facebooking i discovered i missed my cousins birthday, i can't recall the reason why but it had something to do with friends. I kinda realised i was being a pretty big idiot for putting my friends in front of my family.

So I'm gonna try that. I know i tend to suck when it comes to making deals with myself, just look at my new years resolutions, epic fail. Also the unemployment thing is getting frustrating. Like i don't have a big deal about being unemployed but my folks do. There getting frustrated with me because i don't go out as often as i should because I'm trying to save money.

Like i don't have a problem with it really. More people benefit from me saving, that and the fact that non of my school friends (well the majority) haven't invited me out so no loss there. So I'm deciding I'm cutting down on birthday gifts this year. I'm basing it on a system of merits of sorts. If they got me a present this year, I'll get them one. Haha though that system seems to cheap because I only got gifts from Bec, Amanda, Gabi and the Fam. I'll probably look to last year but hey I'll still waiting on couple of IOU presents.

Like I'm not that fussy about it, but it just kinda feels like I'm wasting money.
On a happier note, that urge to put the Pirate Costume Amanda got me is growing all that much stronger.

Now to recheck company websites for positions.
(N)

Today's blurb

Today i had my grading which i passed.

It was kinda disappointing.
Not just for me but for the other guys.
We all seemed to let nerves get the best of us.

I'm trying to lie to myself to make myself feel better.

By justifying my father not coming as a good thing;

Because i didn't preform my best.
Cheesy Hun?

My week of relaxing at Redcliffe got post-phoned.
My cousins apparently been fainting all day.
Kinda has me worried with swine flu and what not.
So I'll be training this week.
The fitness test doesn't seem to get any easier.
I finished the day with bruises on my knuckles and elbows,

new found blisters and my knee which screwed up from clubbing;

well lets just say it wasn't a please experience working it today.
Though it doesn't matter, no point in the past.
Work harder, move faster, hit harder and what not.

I seem to be using facebook as a form of communication more than msn.
Weird, it also seems like i really have made friends at Uni.
Got a few things organised like Bruno.
Haha I also got a myspace email from Danni's mum,

Saying she missed me and wanted me over for dinner.
That made my day.

Tv seems to suck these days.
& You people so don't blogspot enough.

Wake up call

I was watching sports with dad.
There was this thing on Muhammad Ali.
One quote stuck to me.
Like an epiphany.

Impossible is just a big word thrown around by small men who find it easier to live in the world they've been given than to explore the power they have to change it.
Impossible is not a fact.
It's an opinion.
Impossible is not a declaration.
It's a dare.
Impossible is potential.

Impossible is temporary.

Impossible is nothing!

I had begun to doubt my plans about careers long before it commenced.

Filled with new found hope.

Highlight

When i first turned 18, i didn't care much for clubbing. After a while i got frustrated cause no one was going. I was right to be angry cause it was fucking awesome. Pre-drinks as Amandas. We got a little drunk. Haha her family was awesome, they were drinking, spent the night calling me Dale. After a while i just went with it cause i don't think they could remember my name for more than a fifteen minute time span. After we ran out off our alcohol we started mixing from Amanda's supply closet. We got her little book out and started making shots called "Ambionic Steroids". Haha that only lifted the mood.

Amanda' Uncle was great, a 65 year old man that wanted to 'teach me a few things' like how to get laid when im his age and how to go about getting into a threesome. Seedy Seedy Old Man. Oh he also started calling me 'Coppa' which kinda made no sense. Haha after a while i started writing down memorable quotes of the night. They are as follow;

Amanda's Uncle: 'Amanda, Get me a woman!'
Dejan: 'Amanda, i can't find my penis'
Dejan: 'Stop distracting me, you just made me pee on my hand'
Dejan: 'I really like the beat, not just for the caged women';
Amanda: 'For the third time this is the met'

We went to the Birdie to start off with, i was still uncomfortable and uptight cause I had begun to sober up on the train ride there. Bit i danced a little and but mostly sang and laughed at this Indian dude that was trying to hook in but was failing epically.

The Met; fucking awesome. The place is huge and we had so much fun. We started to drink again. After a while of dancing this dude like tall as kept on bumping into me and Amanda and kept on stepping on me. After like the fourth time he swings his arm around me, apologises, grabs my cock with his other hand and just holds it while he starts shouting into my ear.
"I'm sorry about running into you man, you see my friends gave me so many fucking drugs, but it was soooooo worth it! Only bad thing is that i haven't got any and it doesn't look like i'm gonna get any". Great dude, but why try giving me a handjob?!

Like after the second hour of dancing at the Met i saw two girls pointing at me and whisping amongst themselves, soon later they were point, screaming and shouting my name. After a bit i realised that one girl was Anna my old Civic Buddy for Year 10 civics with Mrs Grobler, and after a while i realised the other girl was Tammi. So we hugged, danced a little and relativly caught up to the best ability when you can't hear a single thing. After a while i saw another girl shouting "HEYYYY" at me and it was someone i wen't to uni with. So i gave her a hug and found out it was her first time clubbing, i think one dude was her boyfriend and kinda get me an intimidating look so i decided to back off. Though the night was fucking awesome. Some seedy 35+ year was trying to press himself against Anna so i thought meh may alteast ruins someones night so i slide between him and Anna and pushed Anna away.

We left at 3.30 cause i was stupid enough to wear new shoes so my feet hurt like fuck after 5 hours of dancing. We got food and caught the train back, mum was nice enough to pick us up from the station dropped Amanda off home and i went to crash. Twas truly the most amount of fun I've had.

Today i caught up with Karli, she was handing out resumes and i think i will soon. I'm gonna pass on Westpac, i don't want to do 27 hours a week. Catching up with Karli was long overdue. We talked most of the time. I felt bad cause out of no where my knee just fucked up for no reason and i couldn't walk so we had to leave Garbo early. Though today and yesterday put a lot of things in perspective, i just had fun being with positive people. Like even at clubbing i made what one might call 'drunk friends' but its just nice being surrounded by people where no one is not smiling, regardless if its a seedy Indian smile. Talking things over with Karli put a lot of things in perspective but this blog is long enough. I just look forward to seeing more friends over the holidays and go clubbing more often.

Friday Night

Ok to start off, Dear Sara your blog is pissing me off it wont let me comment! =@ That and i'll most likely forget when i sign onto msn to tell you.

Going clubbing tonight after a couple of failed attempts. Like I'm looking forward to it and all but then on the same note I'm not really. Amanda my dearest lesbian don't take it personally I'm stoked to be hanging out with you again but its just the notion that you're gonna be the only person i know there. My intentions weren't to get laid or hook up the first time I just wanted to have fun and enjoy the night though I'm sure I'm overreacting and it'll all go swell.

Pre-Drinks at eight, i gave mum and dad money to buy me a 4 pack of Smirnoff. Dad overreacts as much as i figured. Why are you drinking before? Why are you even going out tonight? Why do they have to have alcohol there? Fine, don't listen to me. Their memories of clubbing a lot different culturally to what they are here, so I'm trying not to hold it against him but you can only bottle your feelings for so long.

I'm frustrated with being frustrated. I just seem to be getting angry. I know that most of the people aren't purposely trying to piss me off (I have doubts about a few people) though its just frustrating day after day. It does have its bonuses, training last night went pretty awesome, a lot easier when your have a mental image of someone to hit. Though I'm worried i don't want to be angry especially with grading coming up on Sunday. Nervous as fuck. I know my material I've done it a crap load. We revised last night. Still just worried something will go wrong.

Muscles are still sore from the demo. Especially my right shoulder. I really don't want to think about all the people that are gonna be watching me Sunday. Especially my own family, aside from Sladjana none of them have seen me train aside from my first week.

I'll probably blog later, contemplating a nap, this weather sucks for everything else. I think i might go for that Westpac job though I'll probably hold out for Big W or something relatively normal for someone my age.

Oh before I forget, RIP MJ. I'm not gonna join the facebook craze cause I have doubts whether people actually liked him. We're conforming by emotion, we all saw it in the final year of school. Things will change, I am sad that he is dead, but i should be because I don't mourn ever minute that someone dies so why should this be any different. Though with his passing at least his family will get a break from the media and we'll get a break from our news constantly discussing the damn Ute scandals regardless that's it's really not a scandal, its a freaking Ute.

Sex, Drugs and Foggy Car Windows

Already sick of the holidays. I look forward tonight just because I'll be able to socialise a bit. That and I enjoy the company of the kids, they make me laugh. I'm still a little pissed but that will pass with time.

Yesterday i was quite impressed with my efforts. I came into contact with 'illicit drugs' for the first time. I have no idea what they were snorting, something to give them a 'buzz'. I was proud that in what could be described as a mans weakest state of mind when their thinking with their dick i was able to refuse drugs, regardless how big the temptation was. I didn't judge cause i know people that are stupid enough to do the same things if not worse and their my friends.

Though it was good, i was pissed off, incredible sore and tired but managed to unwind. This was probably the best time cause it was the most fun or maybe it was cause I've known them for a bit. Trust me to have a post sex conversation about Australia's declining economy. I laughed at myself when i got home. I got home at 3. I followed the routine, a shower, nutella and a glass of milk before I hit bed.

I read a good friends blogs, and cause of that I think I'm gonna put a hold on the check list. Save a few things for someone special. Though I'm still adamant about the trampoline. Gotta love blogspot, always makes me feel better.

Recognizing differences

Disclaimer; I am a little peeved at the moment to say the least, just a bunch of people in my life being coinstinctively ignorant, so do ignore any bias if i do write some.

First of all, to all the Muslims out there, i commend you. They wake up at 5-6am everyday. That alone is worth recognition. Today I spent the day with a couple of the guys from training at some Lutheran College in Redbank plains. First the Muslim thing, as some of you know that the Islam faith is one of the most strict when it comes to religion, I just didn't know how seriously it was taken, unfortunately before starting martial arts I was one with preconceived perceptions but that's most definitely changed over the past 6 months. So I'm going to assume that you guys know that hey can't eat pork right. Well today after the 4 class we took, some of the kids baked us some rice and vegie dish, a gesture of gratitude. Though what we didn't realise was that there were bits of bacon in the dish. One of the kids took a few bites and we don't know if he ate any bacon. Though when we told him, i was amazed, the look of horror on the face, like he had just shot someone. He is only 10, the amount of determination and well faith he had was truly amazing. After the sessions we drove to the Mosque before we went out for lunch cause they all had to pray. The kids wanted me to go with them, the told me they would teach me how to. Though i didn't i was afraid that i might offend some of the older people there. I do enjoy listening to them pray, especially cause its semi musical, i think God does favour Muslims they all seem to have relatively well singing voices, like i don't think Ive ever heard of a singing Jew.

The school and demo: It was pretty sweet. It was so nerve racking though. I mean like i remember what i was like in high school so that really made me not want to do it. Though all in all it was a pretty good success. It was pretty repetitive and we were incredibly sore just holding specific stances while the kids realised the numerous errors they made. It was a good experience and there were some exceptional kids. After my grading on Sunday i was told I would have to begin teaching, not full time but like assisting. The three white belts we have in the class are like 4, and 9 i think. So it will be quite the challenge, though all i want from martial arts is to be able to teach, its the passion that drives me. I don't really care about gold medals or tournaments, though if i ever get the confidence i will enter.

The school was something, like it was a college so you got the breakdown of the school into 3 sections. We only took the year 6's which i am grateful for cause well high school kids are fuckheads. We could tell it was a rich private school not just from the landscaping but the fact that people drive hummers to drop their kids off. Oh the scary thing is, the teachers have to wear the school uniform as well! Like its a more grown up version but i was like this place is messed up. Though they had the hottest HPE teacher ever! She even participated which was awesome. Oh handball, we all remember that right? The game we once loved is not what it used to be. These kids i don't know if they were just private school kids but they were all over the place laterally. I mean half of them were on the ground, some were diving for the ball. Some kids were blowing the ball across the line, it didn't make sense. I was talking to one of the guys and he was like, "This is not handball".

So I've learnt some life lessons, that all little kids will almost kill for your approval, that some kids are weird enough to be morally and physically disgusted at the notion of cheating and saw a llama.

Seek and you shall not find

Spent forever on Seek, I think i went through about 300+ job positions. I mean seriously some of the things in there, you know I think i might have a shot at "Shoes are a girls best friend". The most frustrating thing is that like 80% of positions hiring were for managers. Going through qualifications I either have the option of working at Supanews, the news agency in front of Big W at Garden City or at a Kiosk in the city that specialises in the sale of Nuts, Yogurt and Dried Fruit. Oh wow, and to think some people are stupid enough to go to Uni to get qualifications. I hit the Big W site cause I'd assume there would be as desperate as Coles but no luck. Like yeah there like 20 something positions going but they were all for experienced Optical Assistants. Closest I've come to being a Optical assistant is watching my mum and sister buy new glasses.

Complications to salvaging a saturday night

I hate my house.
The stairs squeak, the wooden door gets jammed, and the screen door screeches. Makes it near impossible to sneak out. I attempted last night. My sister heard so she went on the balcony and stood there waiting. So i had to wait for her to go back in before i made a run for it. It worked, i succeeded, relatively. Never wear thongs, the complex echoed with flip-flopping.

Got there, did my thing, found a new park.
Saturday nights suck, so many people on the road late at night.
Unnerving, frustrating, worrying.
I got back in, she waited up for me.
If it wasn't for the screeching door i would be home free.
I got a lecture, followed by inquiries.
I cracked a few jokes about it, it makes it easier for us both.
I hope she's not gonna follow in my footsteps.
At least i know she's not gonna tell.
We have a code of trust. By this i mean blackmail.

I love dad's simplicity, we were watching transformers.
Took him a while to realise there were good and bad robots.
Most amusing thing, he only had one complaint about the movie.
"Why don't they have Rollerblades" referring to the autobots.
There was a deceptacon with Rollerblades, immediately;
"SEE HE HAS ROLLERBLADES WHY DON'T THE OTHERS"

Now I'm at a loss what to do. Comp's still down.
To cold and wet to go train. Maybe exercise in doors.
Or find another dvd.

I get it now

I get why smokers smoke.
Why people take drugs.
Why people get high.
Sometimes when your day doesn't go well.
You do something for a rush to feel happy.
Don't worry I'm not shooting up or anything.
Just something i would look down upon someone.
But non the less I'm doing it myself.
It'll give me a hours peace.
Then I'll lie in bed and contemplate how I'll never do it again.
While some people may look at it and go;
"Why are you complaining, your doing something awesome"
People say that about bongs and Ecstasy.
So what matter's in our society.
The opinion of the individual or the majority?
And do the means really justify the ends?

Nothing special

Congrats Karli, i know the feeling.
That little voice that tells you to cram.

Today was a good day, but i got bad news.
Wednesday I have to do a high school demo.
With Vege's! And i can't hit them D=

I don't know what to write. I'm tired.
And the next couple of blogs aren't gonna be so insightful.
Cause with holidays comes boredom.
But I still have fun times ahead.
Like Saturday *dances*.

Freedom

Today marks five weeks of freedom.
I have finished all assessment for this semester.
Today was probably one of the happiest days ever.
I'm still smiling at 1 am.

The exam was ok. I memorised most of the stuff.
I think i did pretty decent, its worth 60% so i better.
Though after, a fraction of us went to the Guild Bar.
I love it now, my favourite place on Uni.

We just talked and celebrated.
We played a fair bit of pool. I sucked.
But still I yearn to play again.
I noticed that I am not part of a 'group'.
And with us were two people we weren't part of that group.
But i still considered them friends.
So i traded my terms at the pool girl to involve them.
And it worked, they were included and we laughed.
I was proud of myself.

Just hanging with friends. Making sexual innuendos.
Laughing, playing pool and drinking. Created a warmth.
I can't quite describe it, but it was like a good day in PC.
When someone did something hilarious, your all laughing and commenting.

After we hit Toowong for Sizzler. Though only 4 of us went.
We still had a fucking awesome time. & it was Jenny's shout.
=D

I look forward to many more days ahead in the pool hall. I know that a fair amount of Justice students are only doing 3 years. While double-degree students are doing 5, we still plan on being there long after. I'm glad to be happy again, I know that the Guild Bar won't last forever. But I intend to make every last minute count.

I used to hate Uni. Then i met people.
I'm glad I socialised. I have Uni msn friends.
Uni Facebook friends. Uni myspace friends.
And most Importantly Uni real life friends.
Lectures and tutorials no longer scare me.
Cause i know I'll find somewhere to sit,
That makes me feel like i belong.
I can't wait for Uni to start up again.

I know that we hate change.
We always seem to find the worse in a situation.
Though it human nature. We're stupid.
Even I'm guilty of this stupidity.
It's time to focus on the good things.
Regardless how small they are.

I wan't to be the very best, like no one ever was, to catch them is my real test, to train them is my cause

I have an exam tomorrow. D=
I have they have like really obvious wrong answers again.
Like why do lectures and tutors give out homework.
"Cause they really hate all the students"

Though i laughed out loud in my exam at this one.
It was on group work conflict. The question;
"What would a interactivist do in a conflict"
I didn't know the answer to the question, but i knew it wasn't:
"Remove all evidence of a conflict, people included"

So i'm studying my notes. Attempting to envision questions.
Wishing certain people were on msn so i could discuss things.
I'm glad to be talking to people non the less. Last night at my uncles. I hate my mum for this, she made me stay till 8. You know what started on foxtell at 8 pm last night? A pokemon movie i haven't seen before! Damn her.

But i found out that that was the 10'th movie.
I was disappointed Ash's voice changed again.
Brock now sounds like a stoner/crack addict.
James is now clearly vocally gay.
And the female characters keep on changing, getting younger.
Even the pokemon industry is filled with perves.

Though i now know what i must do with my holidays.
*Superhero music* Ahem!
I must gather together a group of young adventures.
Full the air with the smell of pizza and popcorn.
And through the night, with or without pants.
We shall watch ever epic adventure, both of Ash's and Pikachu's!
Till we collapse on the floor come 'moro.
*End epic superhero music*

I also need to find a job. Gonna apply at Big W and what not.
I'm contemplating Harvey Norman. There still remains unfilled shoes at the garden city one, of a man so great we watched him play guitar hero on expert hours on end, even after closing. Maybe one day I can be that man, crack on to a few girls, and pass on the legacy to their extremely white friend. Though it all could just be a pipe dream.

I also want to become a astronaut. Though theres not much of a career. I just want to see space. Walk in the moon and have anti-gravity sex. Libby i worry the fact that i call you fatty will eventually lead to weight gain.

Haha fans of pokemon should check this out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4tYQAFeHVk

Oh i also walked in on my parent's 'under the blankets'.
Ewww.

Walking in a dream

Karli, generally on after eight, i look forward to the sex :)

So i had my first uni exam today.
Kinda frightening, though i was finished in half a hour.
I woke up at 6. Horribly tired (N)
I had a shower, bad idea.
You know its cold when your nipples are half their original size.
I caught the 7 o'clock bus. Damn it was cold.
Asians are fucked up, theres no way their smarter.
Who in their right mind would jog at that hour in this weather.

It was good to see uni friends again, well people in general.
I gym'd today. My weekend of study is gonna be a fail.
Mum's booked my weekend to see family so I'll be cramming again.

I told my folks about the UN internship I'm going for at the end of this year. They disapproved. Wtf! Mum told me its because she doesn't want me to work in another country said she would go insane if i did. I find it weird its generally the old kid that has a better relationship with the parents. Probably cause were thrown into the real world sooner.
But as for now, like the rest of the day.
Blanket and video games <3.

Fruitless, take two

Ok so i wrong blog before hand.
Deleted it after 10 mins.
I've come to the realisation that

I can write as many as depressing blogs

and no one cares. period.
I'll except that eventually.
Regardless how depressing it is.
The fact still remains.
I severely fucked up today.
And no one is gonna tell me it's gonna get better.
So I'm gonna try to move on.

Ok this is iterating, i go on msn.
Only one person now consistently says hello to me.
And only because they want to fuck.
I've known you for two hours.
And you expect me to be all BFFL like.
Is that what my friendships are deteriorating to?

Exams will soon be over.
I look forward to hearing new excuses.
I know that I've made few efforts to hang out.
Though that would because everyone is either working/studying.
Then the next day its like i had a awesome time with so and so.
I don't do rejection well.
Much like my new found stalker.
Though I've set a target.
An objective, a goal.
I needed a purpose to study.
So this it it.
After i complete this year of Uni.
I will send my application to the United Nations.
They have a 2 month intern program,
Fingers crossed.
Oh and get into a relationship.
As corny as sounds, i just miss having someone to text.

Back into old routines

So life's plain.
I picked myself up.
Two songs this time.
Dare4Distance - Nevershoutnever

and repeatedly singing
All the small things - Blink 182.
And when i just get frustrated.
I sing along to Teenage Dirtbag and laugh at how pathetic i am.
Though, dignity is the sacrifice when it comes to eternal youth.

Tonight i begin study.
And i ask,

What is study?
Is there more to it than repeatedly rereading?
Statistics show we need to come into it 21 times.
So i had this kick arse idea of taping my notes at 21 intervals of the house.
But its like 150 pages of notes.
150x21=Not enough room.

So mr_nipple is pretty hardcore.
I started playing Epicpetwars on mobile facebook.
Its not that epic.
But I pawn.
Hes Lv8, has won 29 battles.
Lost 0, Ran away from 1.
I got 1700 Yen saved up.

Xbox shopping on Wednesday.
Its the equivalent to shoe shopping for women.
Any study tips are welcome.

"I got the concept and came to the conclusion,
That the top floor was just an illusion"

One day i'll get a getaway

I'm gonna crack soon.
I'm just so sick of bottling my anger.
I went off at mum yesterday and i regretted it.
I just, i dunno, i need a holiday.

Even though I'm on one, i just want things to go my way for a change.
I have a constant migraine.
It's that "it gets worse before it gets better".
Internet wasn't working today.
So dad started banging everything, unplugging it all.
You know stuff that just makes you want to implode.
Like, stop winging it.

I think I had a few veins pop out.
Mum looks at me funny now.
Cause I've always been the kid that focused on the good.
Now I'm just another statistic in our modern world.
Though through the work of some miracle dad got the net to work.
Which doesn't really do much.
I got my notes.
Now realising i printed one i didn't need.
I got 67.3% for my last piece of assessment.
My lowest mark yet, (N).

It was good to see people today.
I did need to get out the house.
I saw Rosanna on the bus back (Y).

Now I'm gonna go sing a lot to some songs.
And pop some pills. Good night folks.

Recap

I haven't blogged in a while.
Kinda just been reflecting.
So one week into the holidays.
I have yet to start studying.
Slack i know.

I tried today, but it seems Microsoft word will not work.
Karma? Or just one more piece of evidence god exists.
I got mum's bosses husbands birthday today.
He's pretty cool, I haven't know him for all that long though.
He invited me out after the party, I'm gonna decline.
As much as i would like to get intoxicated,
I don't know any of his family so it would be extremely awkward.

Yesterday was a mix.
I got a haircut, I always tend to feel naked.
Like I'm nearly bald even though I'm not.
Georgia is awesome, not only does she cut hair,
But gives awesome life advice as well.
I'm pissed off at my family.
There's been a couple of things i wanted to buy,
I've been saving up and all, but now i can't.
Cause while i spent $15 getting a haircut,
Mum and my sister spent $120+.
So its only fair i have to make the sacrifice right?

On our way to Noodlebox, in Calamvale.
We somehow ended up in Wynnum.
Made me feel a litte down.
Wynnum unfortunately reminds me of the 1st time.
I just got to get over it really.
On that similar note, ignoring someone doesn't seem to give them the message anymore.
They won't stop texting me.

Tomorrow South bank with Libby Hopefully.
I need to call Gabi back.
And text Laura back.
For some reason I'm slack with the things i know i have to do.
My semi-exercise program is working.
Maintaining my weight.
Kinda weird when you wake up at 1am.
And your mind won't let you go back to sleep till you've done push ups.

So.
I need to study.
I need to train.
I need to do more repetitions in my weight training.
I need to get out more.
I need to download more music.

Oh today i watched the Old school Charlies angels.
Made me laugh, not what i expected.

An espy of the next six weeks

So to the Tomasovic household.
Mum and Dad are talking.
It's minute bit still better.
People are changing all a round me.
It doesn't scare me.
You can talk yourself back to reality.

I had a conversation with someone.
And they said i was lidigating profoundly.

:S

Maybe i should reconsider law.

I was watching the new's. A lot of enviroment stuff.
So Enviromental law-> UN?

I can't stop gyrating. Stupid Ben Lee and his disease.
So far the day consisted of;

Video gaming - Finished EA.
Study- well lack there off.
And a bit of training.

Grading in 25 days, Green Belt here i come.
Though i dislike not going to uni.
As much as i disliked lectures.
The day takes for ever, its soo dull.

I can see why all my friends are getting depressed.
I'm only my third day.

I have practically finished all my xbox games.
So now i have no idea what to do.
No good games coming out till July.

Gonna give card tricks and street magic a go.
Maybe I'll go busking one day. Who knows.
Epiphany, while life might, preserver and we can all become a little happier tomorrow.

Karli was right about Deal or No Deal, oh so rigged.
I found out we all have our own way's with dealing with things.
As a wise old friend once told me;

"You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist."