An Update!

Yes, there has been a terribly long absence (choir...far too long!! far too long!!) And I am sorry. (too lo lo looonggg!!) I have a reason for it though. (heee dooooes NOT!) I was busy. (he was.. da da da da da da... ve ry bu sy... da da da da da... he was ve ry bu sy....) 

Yes I have been very busy, ever since I had a mount everest of work I had to deal with, however, with a pickaxe in hand, some very patient and now white haired or otherwise bald teachers and friends, I have managed to whittle down the very annoying mountain to what is now 6 books. 

Once those books are done, woo hoo! Once they're done what  intend to do would be to finally play three to four video games I have been putting off the entire year. I'm simply going to lock myself in my room with enough rations to last about five days and conquer the gigabytes out of every globe which has so far escaped me because of work. Then, well, the more important things I haven't thought yet. 

However, what's going on right now? At the moment, I still have six books to complete, one more book of Health and five more of Essentials of Communications. Then violin grade eight, I still don't know half the scales. (scales is something like algebra for music/for the uninitiated) Also, I'm currently half of the dynamic team thats heading this years school play. 

This years school play is admittedly more challenging then most to make interesting, however, if we have all the actors backing, its a shoo in. Its not just a shoo in. Its more like a one eye close, nine toes tied behind your back free throw from the centre line into the hoop without a sound shoo in. 

So hang in there! Six more books! Then the blogging shall begin. Ooh, I think I miss blogging. Maybe I'll tag myself. 

Written In Matt's

   Good friends are people you can fart in front of without caring.

A Decade.

   In school, a conversation broke loose from my friends around four tables. We should have a class reunion after ten years! I didn't really hear much except catches of Karl and Pheobe saying that the first one to get married had to buy the other a trip to New Zealand or Japan. After hearing that, I zoned out completely, returning myself to the land where logic makes no sense (science). 

  However, after seeing Karlyn's post, I wondered to myself, what would happen in about ten years. In ten years, I would be twenty seven, done with studies, working (hopefully) and maybe married. As I read Karl's blog, she predicted I might have a hot Ozie girlfriend. If only that were true. I wonder though, in ten years time, what would the class reunion be like? 

  Ten years is quite a long time, its the time it takes for a new born to reach the porch of teenager hood. Ten years, is the time t takes for a ten year old to run through puberty, and walk through the door of adult hood. Ten years is a lot of time. A lot of things can happen in ten years. 

  For me, I'd like to think I'll have nice lil car along with a very cozy house full of cushions and rugs. Plus a small plush room colored blue dedicated to gaming, movies, music and books. Hopefully, someone wonderful to share it with. 

  However, my life is in God's hands. In ten years, what will happen hopefully would be that God use me in whatever way He deems best. Ten years not used for God is ten years wasted. Its exciting to know that ten years will be in God's hands and plans, after all, He takes very good care of his stuff. The shallow things I can imagine at the moment, no doubt God can top them till overflowing. 

  See you guys in ten years. 

  

Star Wars Pick Up Lines.

You make my Hutt go Jabba-Jabba! 

Can I invade your republic? 

I'll be your Anakin if you'll be my Padme. 

Woo roo Wooo Woo!! (she'll ask what did you say?) That was wookie for "I love you"

Jedi aren't allowed girlfriends. Fortunately for you, I'm Sith.

Vader, Darth Vader. 

Me without you is like a lightsaber without a crystal. 

You must be Darth Sidious cause you electrify me!

I'm looking for force sensitive beings, what's your name? 

With a girl like you, who needs the galaxy? 

 

*thought of my jo. Feel the disturbance in the force females of the universe!

Heh.

  I quite unfeelingly made Shermayne and Karlyn stay back till four thirty just so I could finish my red faced Life Pac. I prayed that I'd pass while scribbling the answers as quickly as I could on the test sheet. Finally after 45 minutes, I finished. 

  After praying for huge amounts of mercy and confessing every wrong thing I could remember since 1994, I passed it up for scoring. As I walked away, I heard Shermayne say," Aih! He always does this!" Or something like that. 

  When I turned around, I saw her face creased and her green pen flicking furiously. I was afraid, more pen movement means more mistakes. Pastor Jackie's face looked sympathetically at my test paper. Pastor Jackie knew that I had in fact failed the same math test before, after tearing out massive amounts of precious cranial fur. She also knew that I had done the alternative test, failed it and redone the life pac. (4 tests and a section) 

  I headed sullenly with mock nonchalance to the ping pong table. I could not concentrate on the orange ball darting across blue table. My head was on the green pen slashing away at my marks. I spent more time walking to collect the ball than actually playing. Finally I screamed. "ARGGHH!! FAIL, THEN FAIL LARH!! FAIL SEVEN TIMES ALSO I'LL STILL PASS SOMEDAY!!!!" I seriously hoped I wouldn't have to. 

  "Jo." 

  The signal to approach was given the executioner's desk. I stopped mid swing and placed my bat on the table as the ball fell to the carpet. I saw Pastor Jackie's and Shermayne's face and I immediately knew. I had failed. 

  "So?" I quietly asked. 

  "Oh well," she said sympathetically as she closed my book. Do corrections, the same procedure lorr...

  "You say fail seven times also nevermind what," Pastor Jackie graciously gave. 

 "So I failed?" 

  "Yeah, you did." Sher placed the book in my hands. 

  Oh wells, shake of the dust fight again I guess. What else is there to do? I opened my book. Expecting a failure, my eyes immediately rested on the mark that said 61 percent. (80 percent and above is a pass) Then I realised, the numbers weren't in the right pen color and neither were they in the right place! I looked exactly where I was supposed to look. Then I saw it. 80.15 percent. I exploded. 

  The next few moment, I blubbered in delirious joy! I had no control over what I was doing as I ran behind and started smashing the lockers with my math book while still blubbering maniacally. Karl, Mishie and Jon congratulated me as I walked out beaming. 

   I PASSED! 

  

 Thank God! Phew, now on to math 1108. 

The War

    My boots are tied, my belt is girded and my armor donned. My helmet tight, my pencil close, my calculator near. Now the only thing I need are pants.

   Yes, tomorrow the war against math will begin. Endless hordes of merciless numbers ruled by the tyrannical command of laws will be marched at me. Mind numbing equations with their weapons of lies and falsehoods protecting savagely the logical truth behind themselves. Numerous words pledging that their sections are simple to do will reveal their horrendous fangs. I will be slapped, stabbed, tortured and forced into a corner. 

  

Like a crazed lion, I shall fight.   

  

     

  Two self tests, one section, and one lifepac. Its not that hard. 

I've been Tagged

  Sounds as if i'm some wild animal whose been shot, stapled by the ear and let out into the wild again. Kays! Six boring yet quirky details about ME!

 

1) My mom used to call me cutiepie. I was also called "guy" because my mom got tired of other moms calling their male children "boy boy". RIght now, "seph" is her favorite nickname for me whenever I need to be lovingly reminded(nagged) on my studies or whatnot. Its also used by my friends since they found out my mom nagged me with that name. Yes, I am always in complete terror when the word "seph seph!" Is yelled out uncountable times in every directions. 

2) I'm very very very very sexy. Tsh.... feel the heat radiate from my tushy. 

3) You know the part in Disney's movie Mulan when Mulan's dad get's called to serve for the army? After that, he gets out his sword and practices with it as though he's some big shot warrior dude. Then he immediately gets a sprained back! Anti-climax! I find that so endlessly funny to the point i annoyed my friends who were watching it with me. Hard to be emo when I'm hysterical laughs reach decibles of Jumbo Jetical proportions. 

4) Once I fell asleep after drinking a starbucks Venti coffee. I felt so cool. I could sleep even though I'v drunk insane amounts of caffeine! 

   

I found out on sunday it was actually chocolate. Not coffee.

5) I'm a ninja. 

 

 *secret, super powerful, internet super corridor shuriken throw! Foo KaCheaow! (pretend you're dying) 

6) I'm nervous around girls. Shiver. 

    My first tag. Wow. I'm good at this!