Move Update

Okay, we've finally got everything located into the rental house. Thing is, I did not expect it to take as long as it did. It turns out we had way more stuff than we thought we did, and it made it an extremely difficult move. My mum even had a garage sale just before the move so that we wouldn't have to bring much stuff. It helped, but we still had a shitload of stuff to bring.

Now the rental house, I have to say was EXTREMELY dirty. I have no idea how the house came to such state, and how the previous tennant (or perhaps even the owner) allowed it to get to such state. The house is apparently only five years old, but judging from the amenities, walls, carpets, smell, everything, you would swear the house would be much older. There is literally a jungle growing out in the backyard, there is some writings and even holes on the wall. One thing that disturbed me the most was the amount of human hair there was in the carpet. It even clogged not one, but TWO of our vacuum cleaners. Gross. Yes, there was pubes in the bathroom even. Grosser.

But, my family are Kings (and Queens) of cleaning. I have to say we are one of the most anally retentive people on the planet. My parents make sure every nook and cranny is spotless. As such, we have since had the carpets steam cleaned, the walls scrubbed, bathrooms washed, kitchens touched up and is now looking rather spotless. On close inspection, there is not one pube in sight, except for mine. I know it's mine coz it's been clipped and therefore rather short ;-p hehehe

Oh, and I haven't got ADSL relocated to this house yet so I have to resort back to dial up in the mean time. Now, I haven't used dial up in years and let me just say that it is extremely painful to surf the net in such a way. It's horrible, pages take yonks to load up and you can't do multiple things at once. I can't wait to get it back, I'll post some pics up once the ADSL modem syncs up. Until then you have to make do with this entry.

We'll be movin' on up...

Okay, so it looks like we'll be moving out of our house by the end of the week. Friday/Saturday to be exact. I've got mixed feelings, a part of me is excited as it kinda feels like it's a mark of a new chapter in life. The other part is a little sad, sad in that I'm going to miss this current house terribly. It's a nice house - good size, (kinda) nice location, the Chinese takeaway is precisely 573 steps from my front door (LOL) and best part of all, people knew where this house is when I told them so. I'll be like, oh it's the white house on the corner and people will be like, Oh, yeah the Christmas house!!! LOL

I can't wait for the new house to be finished, but it would probably be April next year before we move in. But for now, we've rented a two storey house in... wait for it... WOODCROFT! LOL. Looks like its another couple of months or so left in this shithole LOL. But it's an okay house I guess, just as long as it had air conditioning then I'm fine with it.

I'm now in the process of dismantling everything, and I absolutely hate it. I hate packing things, I hate lifting things, I hate moving actually. If I had my way, I'd just hire slaves for the day. They can be my little meerkats. Or whatever animal that lift things... Dung beetles? Yeah, one of those...

Also worth noting is that my brother and his family (finally) moved out into their own place. I think they'll be just fine, but I'm gonna miss two little kids running around the house. I love my little nephews, I wish they were my own kids, they're so awesome. I'll miss my older nephew telling me I'm "Bis-kusting" (disgusting) or that he loves the colour green and loves to eat "Pas-ketti" (spaghetti). I'll miss the little younger one saying "uh-oh" when he's done something wrong or asking to play with the plastic balls upstairs and just generally squeezing his puny little fat cheeks. But LOL it's not like they're moving to another country, I'll still see them for most days every now and then. Still... awesome bunch of kids, they are.

I guess that makes me the man of the house now. My dad doesn't count... coz... he's... fat.

The Art of Camera Whoring

Okay, this art has been passed on to me by the wise Lucy and Ron. I felt it was my duty to teach the art to some fellow students. We had access to the photo studio today at class. All the lights, all the equipment - I just couldn't help myself.

Here are the results:








LOL I love the one where Jane and Marcus are giving eachother the high-five. LOL

To Do List

There's SO much things I wanna do in life, but I've realised that I've just left them there as dreams in my head. Well I say, enough is enough and so I've compiled a little 'To Do' list for everyone to see. So when you guys see me the next time, you can bother me about it, asking me if I've completed this and such. I've not put a time frame just yet, I guess I don't wanna pressure myself too much. However, being on this list means it must be done.

With that, we start with:

Going overseas for an extended period
Now, this is priority number one. I'm working on this right now, but I realised it's gonna take me a while to do. I'm actually gonna need to get a degree for this one, so I guess it's a work in progress. But yeah, extended period means anywhere from 6 months to 5 years - or even longer. Place? North America? Europe?

Have my own little studio apartment in the city
I guess this is in lieu with the one beforehand. It could be overseas or my own little one here in Sydney when I get back. C'mon who wants to live with their parents forever?

Travel, travel, travel FFS!
Hawaii? Check. Where next? Brazil, USA, Canada, Italy, Greece, Spain, UK, Japan, Thailand. Who wants to come with?

Kick-ass job
Okay, I've been studying for a while now. I would LOVE to have a job in the media field. I don't care, print, TV/Film. If I can have a job doing that - doing what I love to do then AWESOME. If I end up doing a 9-5 office job, suit, tie, behind a desk, behind a computer, number crunching, it would be horrible, horrible I tells ya!

Extra-curricular activities
Now, I've been extra lazy. I wanna be out there more, the gym is fine but there needs to be more. I want to: Take up singing lessons again, hip-hop dance, capoeira. Oh, and I NEED TO LEARN HOW TO SWIM FFS!

Be on a reality TV show
LOL this one's a bit out there, but omg how cool would it be? Australian Idol? Big Brother? Survivor? Dancing with the Stars AFTER I go on Idol and/or Big Bro?

Have a kid
Fuck the wife and life in the suburbs. Just let me pop the seed and keep the kid and head off. Easy. LOL

Now, this list is a work in progress. I will add on to it every now and then. Think of this list as v1.0.

Another year...*sigh*

Well here it is, October 18th. What does that mean? It means I'm another year older. That's right, it's my birthday. How depressing.

Dear Lordy, I'm 24. Twenty-four years, veinte cuatro años, zwanzig vier, vingt quatre ans, ni-juu-yon sai - however you say it, it means one thing - I'm on my way to becoming an old codger, and that, my friends is one scary thought.

What scares me even more is that within these twenty-four years, I don't feel like I've done ANYTHING profound, or anything that makes me say "you know what? I've done a lot, well done!". Instead, when I just think about what I've done, there's just silence. I'm pretty sure there's tumbleweed running around in my brain when I think too deep.

Actually, there are some things that I'm sort of proud of, but when I look at what the others have done within the same time frame, I cower. It always seems like the grass is always greener on the other side. But is it really?

Perhaps I am being a little austere, perhaps it's the type of people I hang around with? Maybe it's because my friends seem to be such high-hitters, high achievers, big dreamers? Should I try and hold myself up with such high regard? Or should I just go out and find me some new friends who are on the dole, live in a housing commission in Mt. Druitt and think that that's the best it can get? LOL maybe I should, that way it looks like I'll be the high-roller and I'll definitely feel good about that! LOL

LOL in all due seriousness though, life's been good to me. I've a great family, great bunch of mates, I'm in good health, I live right and that's all that matters in my opinion. Sure, it would have been great if I was anchored in a great career by now. But when I think about it, if I had established myself within a career, knowing me I would probably be bitching about work right now on this here blog. So I guess I have to be happy with what I have at the moment, and I am.

I wonder what my 24th year on this world will bring? A career? Love? A trip? Who knows. I'll take each day as it comes, and live each day like it's the last.

To everyone who greeted me today, thank you very much. It's very much appreciated. To those who didn't, may you all fuck off and DIE!!!!!!!!

LOL no just kidding, I love you all.

Let's get physical

I've started to really get into the gym again this week, after about two weeks of just going in and doing some pithy cardio workouts. It's almost summer so I'm thinking what better reason to get into shape. I mean, you don't wanna be going to the beach with a flabby belly or like, skinny arms and stuff. It's not gonna get you anywhere, if you know what I mean. At the moment, this is my aim:



I'm not there YET. Woah, I have biceps... LOL

Anyways, I went to the new Fitness First over at Norwest on Monday. Driving past it every now and then I was expecting a huge gym. I go in, and it's pretty small actually but it's got everything I need which is good I guess. I can see this gym getting extremely packed during busy times just like the Castle Hill gym so it's best to go in when it's not too busy.

I feel really intimidated everytime I go in though, especially while doing the free weights. It seems like all the muscleheads are lifting like, barbells and dumbells a million times the size of mine. I feel like doing my weights over at the silent end of the gym away from everyone, or next to the fat chick that does a smaller weight than I do. I'm pretty sure, in due time I'll be pulling them in like the big boys. One day.

I've ran out of protein shake too, and those things cost like a million bucks. Need to replenish my stock tomorrow I guess, there goes another $80.

A true Canadian Idol.

LOL! Is it even possible to have no control whatsoever?

Sold!

So our house has finally been sold, which obviously means that we have to move out soon. Our new house is not built yet, would probably take around 5 or so months before we move into that new house. In the meantime, it means we have to stay at some rental house while the other house is still being built.

I'm arguing with my mum at the moment because I want to rent a house that no one has lived in before. I don't want to be in a house that someone else has been in already, for me it just feels... what's the word... icky. It's like, I'll be staying at a room where someone has lived in before. What if there's like nits and pubes left by the previous tenant? Gross LOL. I know, I'm sounding just a little bit finicky but you know...

Am gonna miss this house here, I had some good times I guess. I graduated from High School in this house and well... that's pretty much it. Gonna miss it tho.

I'm gonna miss this view from my room, it kinda feels 'Hawaii-sy'. LOL

psychic?

Ever get the feeling that you may just be psychic? Like, you may for some reason just know what might happen in the near future? Little things. I know it sounds completely mental but just some little things just scare the shit out of me.

Yesterday morning, I was in the shower thinking to myself - wouldn't it be cool if I met someone else with the name Juan and I'd never had that particular thought before, I thought it was fairly weird to be thinking about stuff like that. Fair enough, I get to work and the first customer I served was this dude named Juan. We had a little conversation, about how so much people get our names wrong and had a little chuckle about the wrong pronounciations. Afterwards, I remembered having that thought that same morning. I thought, man... not again...

It happens with songs as well. Random songs that I may not have heard in ages just pop up in my head in the morning, like it just repeats and repeats in my head, sometimes waking me up even. And either a) someone ends up singing that song around me; or b) a coverband sings that song that same day/night; or c) it's the first song that pops up on the radio or just plays in the radio during the day. When I say random songs, I don't mean songs like S.O.S by Rihanna or something really mainstream. Think "Kokomo" by Beach Boys or "Rainbow Connection" by Kermit the Frog (!) or something.

Like I remember in Hawaii, I was in the lift to get to our room. I had "Baby Can I Hold You" by Tracy Chapman in my head nonstop. I just couldn't stop singing it period. We head out to Ala Moana Shopping Centre and they had a band playing somewhere and yup, they played that song. Out of all the songs, that was the one that was played. Weird.

Ooh, check this out. I drew this pic in illustrator a day before we went off to Hawaii. I then took the photo with Rons camera below a few days later whilst in Hawaii. Similarities? Yup. Coincidence? I don't think so...

*cue Twilight Zone music*
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