Libation

AND Is now my regular dinner.

You know your lonely.
When you get a buzz out of leaving a comment on someones blogspot.Though its not the comments that make me feel warm.
Buts its those security words.
Like
'furning'
and
'pudgrack'
that make me laughed feel satisfied with life.

By the way libation is the word of the day.

Couldn't think of anything original.

Memory Lane.

I find myself wondering;

I found myself on a girls facebook
wondering if i should have stuck out for more than one date

I find myself on another persons myspace

wondering if me and him could be best friends again

I recall weird things

Like when libby hated me

Like when Karli sat in front of me in maths class and would play "Forever Young" everyday cause it was her favourite song

I remember when i used to change my personality to fit in with certain people
I remember when i made out with cheryl, eww

i remember crying in the bathroom cause 'divorce' sacred me so much

I find it weird that people i didn't talk to are my best friends

but i couldn't be happier with the result

I just want to know where the future gonna lead
(y)

Nickelback - Photograph
pretty sweet song.

I'm watching the first episode of season 3 of NCIS again.
Man do i love this show.
Is it weird to feel sad for someone that died.

That you don't really know.
And know is still alive in real life
?

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Oh how i hate you.
City express my aunt fanny.

I've never really understood that term.

You took me to Griffith in 15 mins. But the City...
I was late for my tut.

I got there and 10 minutes i left again :S

Hurrah?..

To that old witch on the 150 back.
DIE!
Like seriously, i don't give my seat up unless the person is nice.

You practically sat on my lap.

I stared forward to avoid eye contact.

SO WHAT DID YOU DO?
YOU WOULD NOT STOP STICKING YOUR FACE IN FRONT OF MINE LIKE YOU WERE HEADBUTTING THE WINDOW!
Seriously;;

You have the nerve to look down at me.

AND WHY WERE YOU RUBBING YOURSELF AGAINST ME KNEE!
It's so hard to stay a straight man in this cruel world.

In my JSB176 Class;

We had do discuss all forms of sexual acts.

It was amusing.

I now know all form of prostitutes can claim tax benefits on kinky outfits.

It being a legitimate business expense.
And there's a Union.
But when we talked about bestiality.

He told about us when he arrested a man for trying to have sex with a duck.

Which leads me my question:

Is it really possible to get it 'in' a duck?

I've kind of given up on love, for the time being.
I don't think anyone can surpass Claire Hooper.
XD
Though i think i may have a thing for DeAnne Smith
Even though she is a lesbian;
I'll find a way around it.

I cried today;
"What word would you want to hear Kevin Rudd say more often?"
"...Vagina"

I don't know why i laughed so.

White-Green

Ok, I'll get to that;

To my followers, ill read your blogs soon.

Just got back from Gympie.

One of my new year resolutions was to go on a road trip.

And that was last night.

Me Rob Frank and Pipa took a drive to Gympie.

For my Grading.
Boy did we get lost in Gympie,
we blame NavChick.

Its really a NavMan but with a female voice,

so we thought it was trying to get us killed cause we were calling it NavChick.

Its like its a real person, cause it made us drive into the no-where of Gympie.
Like ditches and farms you see in such movies as
"Jeepers Creeper" and "The Ring"
I was just suprised no Crazy man with a hook was charging at us.

Though Franks ol' school muscle car isnt that good for bush bashing.

But we got there; at 11.30pm.
I hate roosters, bitch woke me up at 5.
Then rob woke me up at 7 and told me training in 1 minute.

I was hungry ; ;.

But after countless people psyching me out.

I passed, and now have my White-Green Belt.

Now all i have to do is learn indonesian and translate an entire book in 3 months.

Easy...

Uni Update

Ethics;

Wow;

It would have to be my favourite topic, not just because its so out there. I'm starting to come out of my shell a little, partisipating in 'aggressive discussions' shall we call em. My tutor is pretty cool she's laid back and sarcastic, finds political correctness amusing, so we get along well.

We had to watch a doco on Peter Singer, called "A dangerous Mind".
It was kinda mind blowing, made me argue with myself before argueing with other people. The video was on Ultilitarianism; and Singers views on when one should end ones life and under what circumstances . Two things about that video got me, one was the image of babies in intestive care, guess i'm not heartless.
The other was watching a old ladies suicide tape.

It was uethanesia, but it was her last moments on tape.

It make feel sad in here.

*Points to place near nipple*

Uni's going good.
I made my first uni friend.

Like someone i would hang out with outside of uni.
Hes not a nerd, he jokes around with me.
So its all good.

Lifes good, first time in a while
(y)

I'm Still Here

Uni's weird, starting to dislike it.
Ok maybe im lieing; its not weird.

One thing i find myself lacking these days is motivation, which is an essential part of uni life i've figured. I can't bring myself to study, i cant bring myself to do the readings, i can't bring myself print out 15 pages a day for a lecture or a tutorial. I dozed off in my last lecture, i felt so bad. If i keep this attitude up i could fail the units, and i know then i'll never get into law.

Though i don't know if i want to get into law, i don't know if know if i want to join the police force. One of my lectures, his names Jan, hes cool. Hes a profiler, we printed out a sheet with the classes id photos on there, i found it creepy when he said to one girl, "You dont have dark hair in this photo" but hes like a ninja-profiler. He can tell when i have something to say like seconds after i have the thought, its kinda of intimidating but like, "wow".

He introduced himself and hes like; i've only worked in Canada, America with the FBI, Hong Kong, Thailand, Afghanistan, i've designed a few police course, i was a negotiator and i did a bit of anti-terrorism work; Hi, my Dejan, i'm doing criminology and i don't know what i want to do with my life, i think my reply had him beat.

Karli, i need to talk to your mum about policing, i dont seem to find you on msn, so im communicating via blogspot (Y).

Something that frustrates me is friends, part of me doesn't want to adapt to uni, because my friends aren't there. I don't have the insightful karli, the comedic libby, the distracting bec, the witty clayton and so on. This girl named Angel talked with me before a lecture and i wasn't the best company i know that, shes not what i'm used to.

Maybe next tutorial i'll call her fat and see how that goes?

A lot of things have been bothering me lately, ever since i broke up with bec i've kind of gone back to bottling it all up, i hate to say it but the only time i feel happy is when i'm drinking. I'd say 'seeing my friends as well' but its been too long.

D:

On that note i've finally remembered and realised everything that happened at Kelly's 18th.
T_T I don't know how to approach the situations though.

I also find the older people intimidating, i was forced to have a discussion with a third year law student and i just didn't want to say anything cause i would look like a fool. Also the older older people raised a discussions about late night porn adds, their description made me laugh, though Joe or Dean laughed as well, so i didnt feel as bad.

I can't concentrate at training, my mind is all over the place, i have trouble looking at dad, like his surgery wen't fine and ill no doubt freak out about his next one, but i can still see him in pain and when he has the sling on i just stay in my room.

I'm turning into Brodie, though i am taking precautions with my hair, i mean Bryce probably gets out more than me.

I think i know what i have to do with uni, its only a theory, but its worth a shot, ill see about executing my plan on Wednesday.

Peterpan and Treasure planet both have great concepts that i've always wanted to experience, i find myself more Jim than Peter, cause Peter's got his little posse and such, i'm just here waiting for something in life to take my breath away, i just need something to make me feel again.

I also just want to find where i belong in uni, i all really sick of telling people my, name, what course im doing, that im a first year and that i do not know what i'm going to do after uni.
Part of me wants to go into full time employment, like not crappy coles but like a real job just cause of the idea you know what your doing with your life, though i think thats just because of the ep of CSI i watched today, like i don't want CSI but even i didn't want Alex to leave her job.

Though i seem to have a soft spot for coroners.

Gonna go change my myspace song.
ttyl.

Oh btw, the Go-duster really works, i got bored today
=\

Gettin' back into it.

I haven't blogged in a while so tonight after training i promise to spam blogs.

Uni is a different experience not what i expected, to an extend i don't like all the freedom because i do need to occasionally be prodded to do my work.
I haven't met all my lectures yet, here all nice except theres one guy with a monotone voice.

I call him Woodrow Wilson even though his name is Cliff Crawford, Woodrow sounds older.

Ethic's is like wow; the overwhelmingness reminded me about my first debate with Karli. Though i must say i love my ethics class, it kind of reminds me of my MHS class, we all laughed about political correctness to the extreme. The one question that frustrates me is 'What do i want to do after my degree". Theres this one chick i forget her name, she had the best answer.

"I want to have babies" now thats honesty.

I also can't stand absolute silence. I had to read window's which is basically a gay porno in book form that describes Julians secret sex life and this ethical dilemma's. I tried to read in the library.
HAHA no.

I went to Z block, where the put the world news on a wall via projector. I sat on the floor cause chairs are for noobs. I went on msn on my phone, and people started walking and talking out of the many surrounding lecture theaters and i felt at peace and i read.

I learnt a new world, i mean like i've learnt many like deontology and Utilitarianism. Though this one i know what it means, 'alcove'.

example; "He ripped of his belt buckle and took Daniel to the shady alcove"

I laughed when i read that even though i didn't know what it meant at the time.
I've come to realise im still a kid, i don't just look physically younger than some of the people at uni i'm just not ready for it, i havent come to terms with how im gonna take notes and study and what not, i mean during my lecture on how to commence research and what not i spent most of my time flirting with this red head a couple of seats down.

Michael;
I hate you, we all do. He is the Rebeka Adair of QUT. Spend all his time rephrasing what the lecturer said, and then commences arguments, Though my JSB175 class broke the ice by paying him out (y). Hes the person who raises his hand and the WHOLE threat er sigh's dejectivly.

I also hate you mrs stupid spanish chick; learn to listen so we dont have to hear everything twice. You know your a fool when the lecturer says ill answer your questions after.

Off to training.