Monday, October 11, 2004

'It's fun to watch disputes that pass the point of common courtesy' [Aram: MIH]


Very long weekend. Very long. Filled with music, bus transport, more music...beachin', lack of sleep, oh and lack of pants.

That's this year's theme for the TNT.

'Don't you hate pants?'

Courtesy of Rozynski and his posse.

It was apparently too hot for pants, so they spent their time in their boxers whenever they could. On the bus, no pants. At meals, no pants. In the dorms, no pants.

Eeesh.

o.O;

Dirty teenagers, very dirty.

Late nights and early mornings for the whole thing, but it was a lot of fun. I'm exhausted, but you get that.

Went swimming at the beach whenever we got the chance to. Got to play in the surf, and I'm an even nicer shade of brown now [*evil chuckle*].

We even had that jousting beach game thing everybody plays in the surf. You know, when someone sits on your shoulders and you try to knock off the person on someone elses shoulders.

Hooray! Winning lots is fun!

Eating lots is good also.

Mmm, tasty.

I'm finding now that I'm getting more and more hungry, and I have to increase the amount I eat at meals to avoid getting pangs.

Meh.

Ate lots. Mmm, Baskin and Robins giant waffle cone with strawberry cheesecake and chocolate caramel icecream scoops.

So good.

All the perfomances were great, except the last one. It wasn't so great. We had one audience member. About 9 in total, but they were all passing through, and didn't applaud.

lol

Meh.

I had icecream, and goodness.

For some reason I had my Tarot reading done. Still don't know why. I was sitting next to Sims, and he did one for me because he had bought cards that day.

*shrug*

The girls were all into that sort of thing, seemed like a bunch of bollocks to me.

lol

*cough*

We watched The Day After Tomorrow on the way back, and I found it most amusing. By amusing, I mean uh...enlightening and a real eye opener to the damage we do to our planet.

Heh...wolves.

Lost my watch in the surf. My cool litte $7.95 Hogwild Snap Watch was taken away from me.

*pout*

In all of its coolness.

Well, Bertoldi was disappointed, he can no longer steal it with ease.

He'll have problems with stealing my new one. Mum and Dad come home today and Dad says 'Well, do you want to give it to him?'

Mum said she didn't think I deserved it, because I had been snappy when I got home. [Someone taking my bag, and me getting it back to find that they had gone completely through it and put my wet swimming stuff right on top of my Book of Mormon. Ugh.]

Anyhow. She gave it to me. I open it up, and said, 'Whoa! Shiny!'

Colorado leather band watch

Fancy.

Dad said that it was going to be my going away come Christmas present, but when they found out my other watch was washed away, Dad decided to give me this oh-so-good one early.

Means I'm not getting anything for Christmas, but waaaaatch...

I'm still ticked though, I rang Brie when I got home so that I'd have time to talk to her, only to get booted off less than half an hour later.

Ugh.

We hadn't even got started talking. She was still broaching the issue that I never talk about myself, which I still don't understand. I'm getting told more and more that I do not talk about myself.

What?

And yet when I think on it, I really am quite superficial. I talk about my friends, my family, my opinions. But it isn't inherently me. I refer to the world around me, but not of me in it.

But I've done that my entire life. It's had to talk about yourself, let alone understand the essence of 'self,' when you have had misconceptions from the start.

Finding out that you're a hollow egg, shelled by a thick layer of superficiality, is most certainly a brick to the face.

I just have nothing.

Bah. She'll talk to Marshy tonight [don't get me started], who she already knows more about than she knows about me. Both of them have explicitly stated that Marshy knows more about her in 3 days than I know about her after five months.

I'm such an utter blind bastard of a boyfriend.

Yes, I am jealous, go shuttupa your face.

The most annoying thing about it all is that Marshy deliberately talks to me about Brie, and keeps referring to the fact that she knows absolutely nothing about me.

She even called his mobile to talk to me. His mobile. Not mine, his.

Freakin' mobile phone plans.

Both of them use Optus, while I'm locked to Telstra Owing to Optus giving free phone calls to Optus phones, both of them have spent the last four nights talking until the wee hours of the morning.

Every time I try to talk to her, I have to get off the phone.

Biiiig ball of frustration.

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