Update?

I'm trying hard to be drunk so that I could post up a drunk update. But I could hardly be drunk nowadays. Only hungry, if I don't eat for more than 4 hours.

So what happened? We went to the same club we went to last Friday. It was alright. It was fun actually. Three quarters as packed. Incidentally I was hanging out with some unexpected people, the gym bunch!

Alcohol made you friends and made you get to know friends better. Indeed. Until tonight, I didn't know this guy was actually capable of going to a club ALONE. I've never tried that. After having a couple of drinks, he seemed to be pushing it. He approached alot of girls, whether or not they were with guys. If he didn't succeed, I was next to go. Apparently I backed off at some. I didn't want to get into trouble.

My closer buddies went off early because one passed out. He hadn't been drinking for some time. Upon finding myself unfamiliar with the bunch of people I usually only hang out in the gym and not outside, I sneaked out and took a cab home.

The cabbie couldn't do simple arithmetic. He called me back into the cab after I left, saying he was confused (with the change). Lucky I was at Flinders St Station and a security came by to ask if everything was alright. He finally gave up with the math. I wasn't 100% sober but c'mon. I don't cheat and I could've just walked away with the extra change you gave me. I gave you back the extra and you called me back.

Then I went to McDonald's on Elizabeth St. Everyone knows it's dodgy there. A caucasian ran behind the counters when an Asian was looking for him, apparently to settle some shit. A security pulled him out and became the mediator of whatever problem they had. The white kept saying "you don't tell me I'm gonna die tonight, aight". I pretended everything was cool, savouring my Filet'o'Fish while waiting for my Hamburger. And thank God, I'm home safe. There you go, staying in Flinders Ln.

And the crowd? If you are drunk, go sober up or go home. One sober girl introduced herself to me and pushed her drunk friend to me. I was just like a fucking pole for ten minutes that she clung on to. I had to sit down with her, get her a glass of water, and carry her to the toilet. Take care of your friends, seriously. (By the way, she was no where to be seen thereafter and those sober ones were still there having fun. Where's the mercy?)

Gotta Be Kidding Me!

So, while I was blissfully asleep today, at 8.15AM, there were 3 critical gunshots fired just one block away from my place. I only found out about that like half an hour ago after noticing my friend's nickname on MSN, after ignorantly walking in the same lane where it happened back to home after gym in the dark.

And again I walked down to 7-Eleven to get a phone card to call my mom. What's so scary? The shooting took place one block away from my place, and a piece of clothing + the GUN were found just somewhere BELOW my apartment, where apparently the shooter ran to after the incident!

Even though I remember taking a piss at 7:50AM, I don't remember hearing a thing. Thank God I'm still safe. Seriously.

Type "shooting melbourne" in Google for more.

edit: Of course, another point worth highlighting is, the killer is still at large.

A Little Too Moving

I find these two auditions from Britain's Got Talent so moving.

The first one showcases an ordinary phone salesman singing Nessun Dorma. There is just so much soul in his eyes.

The second one is Tony Laf, performing a song written reflecting his life raising 3 kids his brother left behind after dying from cancer two years ago. I have to admit I dropped some tears with this one. NB I've never actually cried watching a movie before. Let alone such a small clip.

Gloomsday

Today's weather was really bad. It was so foggy throughout the day and so cold you could barely sweat in the gym.

The paper I sat for today was pretty easy, but I really could have done better. Sometimes all I need is just that extra inch of effort. But somehow I fail.

It is also today that I learned about a close friend's lost of his mother.

And also a not-so-close friend totalling his R33 Skyline.

What a day...

I guess nonetheless the day ended comfortably with a Beck's by the fireplace.

edit: Despite the foggy atmosphere, the gym decided to alienate us by having a major rearrangement of 90% of the machines, benches, racks, etc. Peeking out of the glass panes at the doors, one could only see a ghostly empty basketball court and athletic track, and... a goalkeeper at the concrete football field. Funny but spooky how I just saw him/her stood there the whole time and no one else. Shit.

Suspense! with the first paper

Today I had my first paper. Basically everything towards the exam wasn't really pleasant. I only had less than 3 hours of sleep because I just couldn't adjust back my sleeping hours. The journey there plus the wait 'coz I turned up too early were miserable because of the weather. And the suspense part: just before I sat down on my designated table I thought, fuck, I forgot my calculator!

But nevermind. Fortunately panicking didn't even cross my mind. I called an invigilator and she told me, happens doesn't it? Hell yeah. She got me a calculator from, I suppose, some Asian girl because there was some Hello Kitty-like sticker on it.

333-302 Corporate Finance wasn't an easy paper. We'll see how it goes pretty soon. I hope I don't get some shit 79 score again just because I didn't bother checking and walked out early. But then again, when it happened last year, I'd probably get a shittier score had I not walk out. I knew some things were shaky but lucky I left them as they were.

Looking For A Lil' Fiesta?

If you are as bored as me, watch this episode of Drawn Together to answer this question: what do I and Lance Armstrong's left testicle have in common?

Study Break Slacking

Since there really isn't anything to update because life has just been so dull lately and all my friends are studying hard as well, I thought I'd only:

1) let you watch a video of the circuit/high intensity training of the 300 cast. Notice this is the real thing, it's definitely not your usual Men's Health 'revolutionary' program pushed in every issue. With this level of intensity, if you are really keen, expect some throwing up in the process http://www.spikedhumor.com/Article.aspx?id=109182

2) recommend you three tracks that would move you
- Let The Beats Roll (Tim Deluxe feat Audio Bullies)
- Touch Your Toes (Armand Van Helden feat Fat Joe and BL) (yes, such a combo)
- It's The Beat (Simian Mobile Disco)

That's it for now!