OK, I really don't like alliteration titles (as in, titles that start with the same sound. This one isn't that bad, because it's three. But still.). As usual though, I'm running late on posts, and creativity is not with me. Also, things just aren't happening that warrant their own title. Soon, hopefully.
Period 1 was one of those seminars. I had a whole rant planned out here, complete with wit, jokes, and sarcasm. However, towards the end, he pulled out the shock card, and told us that his son, who had been mentioned repeatedly, was killed by a drink driver. That revelation was followed by several seconds of silence as the fact really sank in. In retrospect, it was fairly obvious, after his prominence in the beginning and his passion towards the subject. But I didn't see it. So no jokes: that would be insensitive. Period 2 was Drama, which was working on an ad for a random product. Our group came up with the reverse of a microwave: A Coolwave (trademark). Ebony says it's impossible; I say get some liquid nitrogen. Anyway. It was actually pretty fun. Recess was 13, while listening to Monty Python on my iPod.
Period 3 was Commerce, which was doing some work off sheets with a sub. Kearney was here, but he was down at the seminar with another grade. I finished the work before the bell went (it didn't involve much real work. All you really had to do was read something from the sheets, write it down, and occasionally use a calculator), and went to read for the precious few minutes I had. Period 4 was Science, in which we had Mahfouz instead of Robson, for some ungodly and incredibly unfair reason. He gave us textbook work, which took all of maybe 20 minutes. So once that was done, I read more. I love when I can do that. Lunch was talking to people. (Yes, no 13 at lunch again.).
Period 5 was English, which was doing a bit of work on speeches, and what we can do to help our assignments along (I've already finished mine, of course, but it did help a bit). Period 6 was History, in which we were doing a Geography competition. I also came upon my eternal geographical worry: Latitude and Longitude. I can never work out which is which. (Wikipedia says latitude is north-south. I hope I'll remember that). After the quiz, Johnson told us which is which, and I therefore got at least 2 wrong. Ah well. When I got home, I talked on MSN and blogged for a bit, and around 7, I left for hapkido.
There weren't many people in class today, including Shirisha. Shay was here, but she has work on Wednesday, so she won't be here. Anyway. In class today we did work on a few new things. We did work to keep our heart rate up. Specifically, we got in front of a punching bag in defensive stance, and then tried to do 25 sets (left turning kick, left jab, right jab, right turning kick, right jab, left jab, left turning kick... you get the picture) while the rest of the class did 10 kicks. Needless to say, it was hard. We also did some knife defense, but halfway through it I felt a bit queasy (not entirely sure why), so I had to go get a drink and so on. I also got my 22nd signature: turning kick. I was worried when I did it, but I pulled through in the end. So that only leaves my rolls and $35 (for the belt), and I'll make it to orange. Expect a lot of rejoicing when that happens.
And that was my day. Yet again there are no comments, so this is the last paragraph. And I shall now stop complaining about having no comments; it's getting annoying to everybody. Especially me. Anyway. Yes, it's also another late post; that's due to hapkido, assignments, and sleeping in. This is very late, so Tuesday's just might be as well. Ah well. That happens.
That's 125,000 words (and counting),
AB
Monday, August 3, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
Speeches and Shootings
OK, allow me to just clear this up: I played BFH. Shooting otherwise did not come into play. I don't want anyone to misunderstand. Now that we've got the title out of the way (oh right, the speech. English assignment. Got me?), it's time to talk about my Sunday. Which involved much more gaming than I expected. Hooray!
I got up at about 8, after laying in bed for a while, after I couldn't be bothered getting up. Well, it is the weekend. But I did get up, and I had breakfast at about 9, after going on MSN for a while. However, after breakfast, brushing my teeth, doing the dishwasher and so on, it was already 10:30. And when I got back, I moved into my room, and started to blog about Saturday. I mean, it had to get done, otherwise I'd never get anything else done. So I did that, and by this time, it was about lunchtime (you have to factor in the procrastination here. I mean, there is no rush. I listened to music and surfed the net, mostly.).
After I'd eaten lunch (yes, I'm starting a new paragraph), I went back to my room, and I said to myself that I have to finish this English speech (if I didn't finish it today, I'd be in trouble. Hell, there's still an Ag presentation that needs doing.). I got to work after lunch, and I worked on it for over 2 hours. And that was when I hit a snag: I timed it. I spoke fast (as I do, and try not to); and got to about 4 minutes and 22 seconds. If I were to do that in the actual speech, I would be in some trouble. So I spent a while trying to thin down the speech. I got to 4 minutes and 8 seconds, and that's where it'll stay. By this time, Dad and EJ had left for hiking with Mick and Lachlan. After it was done, then, I decided to play some Battlefield Heroes. I played right up until dinner, with Eric while he was playing. For dinner, I had chicken marinade, which is one of my favourite homemade meals ever (lasagna would also be up there). After dinner, after continuous pestering from my brother, I played BFH again, this time with John and Victor. I was the self-appointed tank killer, and it worked out fairly well. I then went to blog, but I didn't get to finish. So here I am.
This is the last paragraph, for reasons that should be very obvious (no comments, in case you're guessing). Sorry for the late post again. In case you're wondering who or what to blame, see the end of the first paragraph of the last post. It's also a short post; even less happened than yesterday. Hell, I was lucky to get this much. Anyway. I'll end with another Monty Python quote, because I can.
An argument is a connected series of statements intended to establish a proposition,
AB
I got up at about 8, after laying in bed for a while, after I couldn't be bothered getting up. Well, it is the weekend. But I did get up, and I had breakfast at about 9, after going on MSN for a while. However, after breakfast, brushing my teeth, doing the dishwasher and so on, it was already 10:30. And when I got back, I moved into my room, and started to blog about Saturday. I mean, it had to get done, otherwise I'd never get anything else done. So I did that, and by this time, it was about lunchtime (you have to factor in the procrastination here. I mean, there is no rush. I listened to music and surfed the net, mostly.).
After I'd eaten lunch (yes, I'm starting a new paragraph), I went back to my room, and I said to myself that I have to finish this English speech (if I didn't finish it today, I'd be in trouble. Hell, there's still an Ag presentation that needs doing.). I got to work after lunch, and I worked on it for over 2 hours. And that was when I hit a snag: I timed it. I spoke fast (as I do, and try not to); and got to about 4 minutes and 22 seconds. If I were to do that in the actual speech, I would be in some trouble. So I spent a while trying to thin down the speech. I got to 4 minutes and 8 seconds, and that's where it'll stay. By this time, Dad and EJ had left for hiking with Mick and Lachlan. After it was done, then, I decided to play some Battlefield Heroes. I played right up until dinner, with Eric while he was playing. For dinner, I had chicken marinade, which is one of my favourite homemade meals ever (lasagna would also be up there). After dinner, after continuous pestering from my brother, I played BFH again, this time with John and Victor. I was the self-appointed tank killer, and it worked out fairly well. I then went to blog, but I didn't get to finish. So here I am.
This is the last paragraph, for reasons that should be very obvious (no comments, in case you're guessing). Sorry for the late post again. In case you're wondering who or what to blame, see the end of the first paragraph of the last post. It's also a short post; even less happened than yesterday. Hell, I was lucky to get this much. Anyway. I'll end with another Monty Python quote, because I can.
An argument is a connected series of statements intended to establish a proposition,
AB
Saturday, August 1, 2009
AFL, British Comedy
Or, ABC (see that's clever. Sorta. Maybe not funny though. Also uncreative. Ah well.). The AFL is self-explanatory (it's Saturday), but the British Comedy takes some explaining. I'll get to that. And yes, it's a late post, blame post procrastination. And society.
I woke up around 8, and until we left for my brother's footy game, we watched more 'Seinfeld.' Very funny episodes ensued. We'll watch more later. We left at about 9:30, and on the way there I read my New Scientist magazine. At around 10, the game started, and it ended up that the wind was facing my direction, which meant more throw-ins for me. A lot more throw-ins. I counted at least 5 in the first quarter, and I lost track soon after. The actual game ended up in EJ's team kicking ass, by about 60 points by the end. They started really taking control in the last quarter. Nathan (I think that's his name) also got hurt, but I'm not sure how badly: He was on the mark as one of the opposition was kicking, and the guy miskicked. Directly into Nathan's head. The power was unchanged. In other words: ow. I couldn't do anything, as I was boundary running, but as soon as a goal was kicked, I rushed over to help. He didn't look too injured, but he very well could have been.
After the game, we all went to Macarthur Square, so that we could do some shopping. EJ picked up a Harry Potter game, and I found a Monty Python (The British comedy strikes) CD for $9 (It's $17 on iTunes. Hooray for bargains!). It's called Monty Python Sings, and it has several hilarious songs on it, including 'Always Look on the Bright Side of Life,' 'The Lumberjack Song' and 'Bruces' Philosophers Song.' All songs that I highly recommend from the CD, to name just 3. After we'd got that, I got a Boost Juice (which wasn't bad. Which is something I can't say about EJ's. It had melon it. Eurgh.). We got home around 2:30, and I promptly blogged and listened to all the songs. There are really good ones on there. Funny, catchy... Monty Python in a nutshell really. Once that was done, I talked on MSN, as well as watching a bit more of 'Seinfeld.' We also watched the end of the Swans-Saints game (I reckon the Saints were lucky to get away with a 1 point win). I went to bed around 10-ish.
And as there are no comments (again!), this'll be the last paragraph. Sorry about the late post and the very short post, not much happened today. Well, not much I could blog about in detail. Ah well, stuff happens, hey? Expect another short post on Sunday, even less happened. Although hopefully I'll be able to remember more details and make it a bit longer than it would be if I hadn't. I shall end with a quote, as I haven't done that in a while. A Monty Python quote, of course.
Half a bee, philosophically, must, ipso facto, half not be,
AB
I woke up around 8, and until we left for my brother's footy game, we watched more 'Seinfeld.' Very funny episodes ensued. We'll watch more later. We left at about 9:30, and on the way there I read my New Scientist magazine. At around 10, the game started, and it ended up that the wind was facing my direction, which meant more throw-ins for me. A lot more throw-ins. I counted at least 5 in the first quarter, and I lost track soon after. The actual game ended up in EJ's team kicking ass, by about 60 points by the end. They started really taking control in the last quarter. Nathan (I think that's his name) also got hurt, but I'm not sure how badly: He was on the mark as one of the opposition was kicking, and the guy miskicked. Directly into Nathan's head. The power was unchanged. In other words: ow. I couldn't do anything, as I was boundary running, but as soon as a goal was kicked, I rushed over to help. He didn't look too injured, but he very well could have been.
After the game, we all went to Macarthur Square, so that we could do some shopping. EJ picked up a Harry Potter game, and I found a Monty Python (The British comedy strikes) CD for $9 (It's $17 on iTunes. Hooray for bargains!). It's called Monty Python Sings, and it has several hilarious songs on it, including 'Always Look on the Bright Side of Life,' 'The Lumberjack Song' and 'Bruces' Philosophers Song.' All songs that I highly recommend from the CD, to name just 3. After we'd got that, I got a Boost Juice (which wasn't bad. Which is something I can't say about EJ's. It had melon it. Eurgh.). We got home around 2:30, and I promptly blogged and listened to all the songs. There are really good ones on there. Funny, catchy... Monty Python in a nutshell really. Once that was done, I talked on MSN, as well as watching a bit more of 'Seinfeld.' We also watched the end of the Swans-Saints game (I reckon the Saints were lucky to get away with a 1 point win). I went to bed around 10-ish.
And as there are no comments (again!), this'll be the last paragraph. Sorry about the late post and the very short post, not much happened today. Well, not much I could blog about in detail. Ah well, stuff happens, hey? Expect another short post on Sunday, even less happened. Although hopefully I'll be able to remember more details and make it a bit longer than it would be if I hadn't. I shall end with a quote, as I haven't done that in a while. A Monty Python quote, of course.
Half a bee, philosophically, must, ipso facto, half not be,
AB
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