Family Day is when our local footy club, the South West Tigers (of which my Dad is the President, EJ a player, my Mum his manager, and me the Webmaster, since nobody else would do it. Seriously.) have a big day where everyone in the club go somewhere, and the kids go in sack races and so on, and the adults watch, and later there's a Mums-Kids and a Dads-Kids game. But, I'm way ahead of myself.
We left around 7:30, to get breakfast at McDonald's. I brought my iPod, and my book supplies (pencil, rubber, exercise book), for the long day. When we got to Club Italia, where Family Day was held this year, I played '44 Home' with some of the kids (I got bored), and then went to sit down after that got boring, and listened to music (song stuck in my head: 'She's Always a Woman' by Billy Joel.). When Shay got here, we talked for a bit, then I had to go take photos of everybody. Again, nobody else would do it. And when your Mum has your book, and you're taking pictures of people in sacks, crates and eggs on spoons, you get pretty goddamn bored. So I just followed Shay and Lachlan around, when they were playing football golf (I think my Dad came up with it, which makes a lot of sense. Kicks are drives, handballs are putts, crates are holes and footballs are golf balls. Yeah). Then after taking pictures of them for little reason, I gave the camera to the closest person who would take it, and fled. I found my book, and then after Shay left, went to go watch the Mums-Kids game, while thinking of some ideas for my book, of which is going to be a fantasy book about werewolves, which is actually, hopefully, going to be a trilogy (but let me write this book first). I think I've got a basic plot outline going, and I'll expand and do character details next. I knew writing a book wouldn't be a walk in the park, so I'm organisised (sic).
Then it was the Dads-Kids game, which I didn't want to take much part in. And watching, I saw how: The Dads took it way too seriously. There were tackles and kicks from centres and bumping and everything. My Dad's glasses broke somehow, and he had blood on his face at the end. Like I said, way too seriously. Next was Lunch, finally, which was a sausage on a roll and a Solo. Then I went inside, and did some more stuff on my book, before they handed out the new jumpers to the kids. Then I went and got a donut and a Lift, and talked to Brandon from when I played footy. When he left, I went to kick the ball (I'm not great). Then when we had to close off the ground, I ended up singing. Long story short, I had my iPod in, and I was mouthing the words to myself. People got me to sing the song I had, said it sucked because of my singing, so I considered it my duty to show them it was only my singing, by singing every other song. I ended up singing such songs as 'I Wish I Was a Punk Rocker (With Flowers in My Hair),' 'Disturbia,' 'We Are the Champions,' and 'Cows With Guns.' I was singing Tom Lehrer on a table (for some reason) when we left (surprising the kids and myself by doing 'The Elements', then 'Poisoning Pigeons in the Park').
When we got home, I went on my laptop finally, and watched TV. And here I am, blogging, after commenting on blogs (side note: How strange a word is 'blog.' Seriously. Yes, I'm strange) which I shall now do more often.
Comments: 2? And I thought after the four yesterday... Oy vey. Anyway. Replies now.
*Victor: I love that song. I vote more people listen to that song.
*Ebony: Yes, I will comment, yes, I read it. And I love AFL (resisting the urge to say just as... somebody loves... I won't. Though I want to. If I say it, I will be in big trouble at school.) And Fridays are awesome. Don't bag Fridays. And I did mention AFL, but not enough for you to panic over. No games were talked about in the writing of this post.
Winding up now (Is this what my last paragraph has come to? Saying I'm finishing. But, I digress.). Tomorrow's school, which is very annoying. I barely went on my laptop over the weekend (compared to normal days.). I also just noticed I use a lot of brackets, and if you don't like my brackets (because I do), you can take umbrage (at the bottom of my blog. There's a button.).
The weekend went by way too quickly,
AB
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Saturday Sports
Because today was all about AFL. First my brother had his game, then we watched the Blues-Hawks game. I'll be talking a bit about both.
I got to Greenway around 9, bringing my iPod (speaking of music, the song stuck in my head today is 'Any Means Necessary' by HammerFall, which according to Victor is Power Metal and not rock. Still awesome though.) and stuff for my book: my pencil, rubber, and my exercise book (for want of a better word.) After mucking around on the new scoreboard (writing stuff like AB is nerdy. Because it's true and we all know it.), I decided that I'd had enough of flags, and the scoreboard was for me. Then, to top it off, I was called on to announce the scores (two games, one scoreboard, so I had to announce both to keep everyone on track) over the new PA system, of which the bell sounds exactly like the one used to page people in Hurlstone. Anyway. In my brother's game: the first quarter they lost 0.4, 4 to 1.1, 7, then in the second quarter they got to something like 4.9, 33 to 2.3, 15. The, in the third quarter they kicked almighty ass, getting to 12.12, 84 to 2.3, 15. Then the mercy rule was put into play, and the fourth quarter I spent sitting down and doing very little. Then, Dad and EJ stayed to watch the under 14s game, and Mum and I went home. Then I went on my laptop, until my Dad, EJ and I watched the Blues-Hawks game. The game was a thriller, and for us as Carlton supporters, a heartbreaker. I'll talk about the last 10 minutes.
It was 106-81, with Hawthorn in the lead by over 4 goals with 10 minutes left, and we seemed pretty much doomed. But 3 quick goals to Carlton, and we were 106-99, and in with a chance. A point and a rushed behind to Carlton, and we were 106-101, less than one straight kick behind, and 3 minutes left. After a lot of jostling on Carlton's 50, and Fevola marks it 20 metres out on 1 45 degree angle. A tricky shot, but not incredibly difficult. He goes in, and it looks like the game has been sealed. Or so we thought. On the screen, we could just see the small red ball bounce off the big white post. Crap. That's a point, and we were 4 points behind and the ball was in Hawthorn's possession. They sprinted the ball away, and the siren went. We lost. By four points. Four friggin' points. Luckily, as we didn't lose by much, our percentage didn't change that much, and assuming St Kilda beat the Bulldogs (as they should), we should only slip to fourth. But, I think we should look on the bright side (of life. *whistles*). We came a kick away from the reigning premiers, and with a touch more luck we could be 5-1 and easily coming third. We're playing Fremantle next game, and we should smash them. And after coming 10th last year, I think we're doing pretty well. Call me crazy, but I think that we will win a premiership in the next few years. And won't I love it if it happens.
Anyway. To comments now, 4 of them. It seems like AC has given up commenting. Ah well.
*Victor: Yes, you are awesome at imitating the voice actors. And no, abstract is not awesome. I sustain both of those. Can I have a seconder?
*Rosa: Without our 2 days of freedom starting Friday, I think, we would gradually go insane. Same with holidays. I don't know how the Americans go for so long, and then take 3 months holidays. I'd go crazy from the work, or failing that, the boredom on the holidays. I'd run out of things to do.
*Shafi: I had a hunch. Writing it down will not make more sense, and only for you; most other Hurlstonians know how to play. And come and play 13 with us; it's much better with 5 people.
*Ebony: You've made your point: I will comment from now on, if you want.
OK, I'll just sum up now. Tomorrow's Family Day, or something like that, so prepare for a long or short post, I'm not sure which.
Saturdays are freedom as well,
AB
I got to Greenway around 9, bringing my iPod (speaking of music, the song stuck in my head today is 'Any Means Necessary' by HammerFall, which according to Victor is Power Metal and not rock. Still awesome though.) and stuff for my book: my pencil, rubber, and my exercise book (for want of a better word.) After mucking around on the new scoreboard (writing stuff like AB is nerdy. Because it's true and we all know it.), I decided that I'd had enough of flags, and the scoreboard was for me. Then, to top it off, I was called on to announce the scores (two games, one scoreboard, so I had to announce both to keep everyone on track) over the new PA system, of which the bell sounds exactly like the one used to page people in Hurlstone. Anyway. In my brother's game: the first quarter they lost 0.4, 4 to 1.1, 7, then in the second quarter they got to something like 4.9, 33 to 2.3, 15. The, in the third quarter they kicked almighty ass, getting to 12.12, 84 to 2.3, 15. Then the mercy rule was put into play, and the fourth quarter I spent sitting down and doing very little. Then, Dad and EJ stayed to watch the under 14s game, and Mum and I went home. Then I went on my laptop, until my Dad, EJ and I watched the Blues-Hawks game. The game was a thriller, and for us as Carlton supporters, a heartbreaker. I'll talk about the last 10 minutes.
It was 106-81, with Hawthorn in the lead by over 4 goals with 10 minutes left, and we seemed pretty much doomed. But 3 quick goals to Carlton, and we were 106-99, and in with a chance. A point and a rushed behind to Carlton, and we were 106-101, less than one straight kick behind, and 3 minutes left. After a lot of jostling on Carlton's 50, and Fevola marks it 20 metres out on 1 45 degree angle. A tricky shot, but not incredibly difficult. He goes in, and it looks like the game has been sealed. Or so we thought. On the screen, we could just see the small red ball bounce off the big white post. Crap. That's a point, and we were 4 points behind and the ball was in Hawthorn's possession. They sprinted the ball away, and the siren went. We lost. By four points. Four friggin' points. Luckily, as we didn't lose by much, our percentage didn't change that much, and assuming St Kilda beat the Bulldogs (as they should), we should only slip to fourth. But, I think we should look on the bright side (of life. *whistles*). We came a kick away from the reigning premiers, and with a touch more luck we could be 5-1 and easily coming third. We're playing Fremantle next game, and we should smash them. And after coming 10th last year, I think we're doing pretty well. Call me crazy, but I think that we will win a premiership in the next few years. And won't I love it if it happens.
Anyway. To comments now, 4 of them. It seems like AC has given up commenting. Ah well.
*Victor: Yes, you are awesome at imitating the voice actors. And no, abstract is not awesome. I sustain both of those. Can I have a seconder?
*Rosa: Without our 2 days of freedom starting Friday, I think, we would gradually go insane. Same with holidays. I don't know how the Americans go for so long, and then take 3 months holidays. I'd go crazy from the work, or failing that, the boredom on the holidays. I'd run out of things to do.
*Shafi: I had a hunch. Writing it down will not make more sense, and only for you; most other Hurlstonians know how to play. And come and play 13 with us; it's much better with 5 people.
*Ebony: You've made your point: I will comment from now on, if you want.
OK, I'll just sum up now. Tomorrow's Family Day, or something like that, so prepare for a long or short post, I'm not sure which.
Saturdays are freedom as well,
AB
Friday, May 1, 2009
Fridays Are Freedom
It's true. It's all true. Fridays are freedom. On the holidays, a Friday is just another day, but in school times, they're freedom. TGIF! But, to my day.
Before school, we spent the time doing what we (Victor, Andy, Eric, me) have been doing since school started: imitate the characters from Warcraft III (humans and orcs, mostly. Victor can do the awesomest voices.). Period 1 was English, which was reading some of the plot of Macbeth (I would love the story if I could understand the words. It probably makes way more sense being acted out.) Next was something on the volume of pyramids. That was doing some work, but as usual, once you get the basics, the rest comes pretty simply. Assembly came next, and that was just one of those assemblies that were just there because that was what we do on Fridays. Not for any specific reason. We didn't even do the school song or anything. Recess was spent paying school fees, and playing 13. Ultimate hand (so far): John's quad 6. Bloody hell.
Period 3 was Drama, which was doing some acting, and doing a little of my book. I'll probably do a fair bit over the weekend. Next was Commerce, which weirdly had a lot of Drama elements. We were acting out a trial, and I was one of the prosecution in a scenario in which the guy was obviously guilty. Good work on a Friday. Lunch was clearing up some school stuff (they charged me for bowling, but I never did it. *sigh*), and doing 13 again. Two hands stick out: John's second quad 6 in a day, and my quad 2. Yeah. Kevin also got a quad Queen, which was weird. 4 quads in one day.
The last two periods were PE, which was AFL. The first period was some skills (and I realised how it is to be better than everyone else, for the sheer reason that I'm used to AFL.), and the last period was a game, with the boys and girls separated. Our team lost by two goals, and I think I did pretty well. I mean, most of the others (who am I kidding: all of the others) probably had more sports talent than I did, but I made up for it by knowing the ins and outs of the game. Although, I did once get smashed trying to take a mark by Ben. Ow. And here I am, on MSN, blogging and watching TV.
Comments: 3. Better than yesterday, but still far from the glory days. Well, to replies.
*Victor: I just don't like abstract. My brother once had to do an assignment on it, and in it they had to paint something in the style they chose and then say what it means. He chose abstract. For his painting, he painted random splotches, then made something up on the spot. He got 10/10 for that part.
*Mango: I did not know that part; I will have to remember it.
*Anon: I'm going to say this is Shafi, just for a sheer guess. If you want to learn 13, just come up to where we play, and we'll show you the rules, it's much easier to explain it that way.
I'll finish up. The next two days are going to be full of doing stuff, for want of a better word (so no day of relaxation and doing nothing). I'll keep you all posted (no pun intended).
Thank god for weekends,
AB
Before school, we spent the time doing what we (Victor, Andy, Eric, me) have been doing since school started: imitate the characters from Warcraft III (humans and orcs, mostly. Victor can do the awesomest voices.). Period 1 was English, which was reading some of the plot of Macbeth (I would love the story if I could understand the words. It probably makes way more sense being acted out.) Next was something on the volume of pyramids. That was doing some work, but as usual, once you get the basics, the rest comes pretty simply. Assembly came next, and that was just one of those assemblies that were just there because that was what we do on Fridays. Not for any specific reason. We didn't even do the school song or anything. Recess was spent paying school fees, and playing 13. Ultimate hand (so far): John's quad 6. Bloody hell.
Period 3 was Drama, which was doing some acting, and doing a little of my book. I'll probably do a fair bit over the weekend. Next was Commerce, which weirdly had a lot of Drama elements. We were acting out a trial, and I was one of the prosecution in a scenario in which the guy was obviously guilty. Good work on a Friday. Lunch was clearing up some school stuff (they charged me for bowling, but I never did it. *sigh*), and doing 13 again. Two hands stick out: John's second quad 6 in a day, and my quad 2. Yeah. Kevin also got a quad Queen, which was weird. 4 quads in one day.
The last two periods were PE, which was AFL. The first period was some skills (and I realised how it is to be better than everyone else, for the sheer reason that I'm used to AFL.), and the last period was a game, with the boys and girls separated. Our team lost by two goals, and I think I did pretty well. I mean, most of the others (who am I kidding: all of the others) probably had more sports talent than I did, but I made up for it by knowing the ins and outs of the game. Although, I did once get smashed trying to take a mark by Ben. Ow. And here I am, on MSN, blogging and watching TV.
Comments: 3. Better than yesterday, but still far from the glory days. Well, to replies.
*Victor: I just don't like abstract. My brother once had to do an assignment on it, and in it they had to paint something in the style they chose and then say what it means. He chose abstract. For his painting, he painted random splotches, then made something up on the spot. He got 10/10 for that part.
*Mango: I did not know that part; I will have to remember it.
*Anon: I'm going to say this is Shafi, just for a sheer guess. If you want to learn 13, just come up to where we play, and we'll show you the rules, it's much easier to explain it that way.
I'll finish up. The next two days are going to be full of doing stuff, for want of a better word (so no day of relaxation and doing nothing). I'll keep you all posted (no pun intended).
Thank god for weekends,
AB
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