No More Apples in the Vending Machine Please
A few months ago T got me started on something and now I’m hooked. And I highly recommend you get into the habit.
Whenever you visit KFC ask for some twister sauce in a small container. Dip your chips.
KFC chips never tasted soooo good.
I know it sounds just as convincing as George Foreman selling a grill, but don’t knock it until you’ve tried it.
Chain Mail
------------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------
* Ever been so drunk you blacked out: yes
* Missed school because it was raining: yes
* Put a body part on fire for amusement: no
* Been hurt emotionally: yes
* Kept a secret from everyone: yes
* Had an imaginary friend: no
* Wanted to hook up with a friend: yes
* Cried during a movie: yes
* Had a crush on a teacher: no
* Ever thought an animated character was hot: no
* Had a New Kids on the Block tape: no
* Been on stage: yes
* Cut your hair: yes
-----------------FAVORITES------------------
* Shampoo: Herbal essence (my mum bought it, ok)
* Soap: Dove (my mum bought it too)
* Colour: Blue
* Day/Night: Night
* Summer/Winter: Summer
* Fave cartoon character: Homer Simpson
* Fave Food: Pizza
* Fave Advert: Peugeot ad with the Bollywood send-up
* Fave Movies: Forrest Gump, Romeo And Juliet, Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
* Fave Ice Cream: Cookies and Cream
* Fave Subject: Anything
* Fave 'normal' drink: Vanilla Coke
* Fave person to talk to online: I hate talking online
------------------RIGHT NOW------------------
* Wearing: A Suit
* I'm feeling: Bored
* Eating: Oreo’s
* Drinking: Pineapple and orange juice
* Thinkin bout: Summer session / D
* Listening to: John Mayer
---------------IN THE LAST 24HRS------------------
* Cried: no
* Worn jeans: yes
* Met someone: someone new? - no - met up with someone? - yes
* Cleaned your room: no
* Done laundry: no
* Drove a car: yes
---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN--------------
* Yourself: sometimes
* Your friends: yes
* Santa Claus: no
* Tooth Fairy: no
* Angels: no
* UFO's: yes
* Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend: yes
* Like anyone: Aside from my girlfriend? - No
* How long have you known the longest of your friends: 10 yrs
* Who's the loudest: Depends on the group
* Who's the shyest: Depends on the situation
* Who is the weirdest: Me?
* When you cried the most: Dec 1998 - January 1999
* What's the best feeling in the world: I'd rather not say...
* Worst Feeling: Hurting loved ones
* Who did you send this to who won't respond: I didn’t send it to anyone
* Who sent this to u: D
* Do you want all your friends to do this and send it back to you: please
* Time now: 10:54AM (27/11/02)
------------------HAVE YOU EVER------------------
* Ever been so drunk you blacked out: yes
* Missed school because it was raining: yes
* Put a body part on fire for amusement: no
* Been hurt emotionally: yes
* Kept a secret from everyone: yes
* Had an imaginary friend: no
* Wanted to hook up with a friend: yes
* Cried during a movie: yes
* Had a crush on a teacher: no
* Ever thought an animated character was hot: no
* Had a New Kids on the Block tape: no
* Been on stage: yes
* Cut your hair: yes
-----------------FAVORITES------------------
* Shampoo: Herbal essence (my mum bought it, ok)
* Soap: Dove (my mum bought it too)
* Colour: Blue
* Day/Night: Night
* Summer/Winter: Summer
* Fave cartoon character: Homer Simpson
* Fave Food: Pizza
* Fave Advert: Peugeot ad with the Bollywood send-up
* Fave Movies: Forrest Gump, Romeo And Juliet, Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
* Fave Ice Cream: Cookies and Cream
* Fave Subject: Anything
* Fave 'normal' drink: Vanilla Coke
* Fave person to talk to online: I hate talking online
------------------RIGHT NOW------------------
* Wearing: A Suit
* I'm feeling: Bored
* Eating: Oreo’s
* Drinking: Pineapple and orange juice
* Thinkin bout: Summer session / D
* Listening to: John Mayer
---------------IN THE LAST 24HRS------------------
* Cried: no
* Worn jeans: yes
* Met someone: someone new? - no - met up with someone? - yes
* Cleaned your room: no
* Done laundry: no
* Drove a car: yes
---------------DO YOU BELIEVE IN--------------
* Yourself: sometimes
* Your friends: yes
* Santa Claus: no
* Tooth Fairy: no
* Angels: no
* UFO's: yes
* Do you have a girlfriend/boyfriend: yes
* Like anyone: Aside from my girlfriend? - No
* How long have you known the longest of your friends: 10 yrs
* Who's the loudest: Depends on the group
* Who's the shyest: Depends on the situation
* Who is the weirdest: Me?
* When you cried the most: Dec 1998 - January 1999
* What's the best feeling in the world: I'd rather not say...
* Worst Feeling: Hurting loved ones
* Who did you send this to who won't respond: I didn’t send it to anyone
* Who sent this to u: D
* Do you want all your friends to do this and send it back to you: please
* Time now: 10:54AM (27/11/02)
The Green Bench
Saturday night, D and I settled by a park bench. It was off a back road typical in inner-city Sydney. We sat down, resting on faded and cracked green paint and an autographed bench by the UTB. The street lamps along the road were spaced liberally, allowing only a faint dim yellow overcast to counter the midnight darkness.
We had just finished watching The Ring and our conversation revolved on the superstitious - beliefs, practices and other urban legends.
"Why are there always children involved in scary movies? The Ring, Sixth Sense, The Shining, The Others, The Exorcist…"
"I have no idea, maybe becau…"
"Excuse me…"
Two strangers had eclipsed our light. The pair was an odd couple made in Hollywood heaven. The voice had come from a giant of a man, carrying the build of an ex-amateur wrestler. His head would twitch and turn to every direction, constantly scanning the immediate area not unlike a lighthouse. He barely held onto a cigarette, biting his nails in between clouds of smoke. His other hand remained inside his black jacket pocket, clutching something of great value.
His partner in crime was a small man with a big mouth; a cross between a healthy Michael J Fox, and a pre-fight Anthony Mundine.
D and I were anxious, but I tried not to show it. D wasn’t so shy. I addressed the pair, feeling slightly more at ease directing my voice at Fox-Mundine.
"Can I help you?"
"Do you have the time, brother?"
"Yeah, hang on…"
Since neither of us wore watches I searched D’s bag for my mobile. My hands were trembling. The inane chatter coming from Fox-Mundine was turning ugly and was unstoppable.
"So watcha two doin, eh? Bit a this mate? (Insert thrusting action) Sorry to bother you's. We’re just goin down to the pub to meet our mates for a beer eh..."
I can’t stand people who say ‘you's’
"It’s 1:45."
At that moment Lighthouse lunged forward attempting to pry the phone from my hands. But I held on, surprisingly. Fox-Mundine took the opportunity to go after D, who had run away, screaming towards the car.
As D jumped into the car she swiftly drove off, leaving myself to fend off the two. But suddenly Lighthouse let go.
The signal had come from his superior to flee.
I fell backwards on the bench with great force, further cracking the paint and injuring my back, a fitting reward for saving a phone that had insurance.
The duo hopped into a white Commodore and were gone within seconds, disappearing in the heavy mist that had settled during the whole ordeal.
*Ring Ring*
"Hello?"
"Are you ok?"
"I’m fine. They took off when you went. Must have thought you were contacting the police. Where’d you go?"
"I’m kinda lost. Where’s your map?"
"It’s in the boot."
Saturday night, D and I settled by a park bench. It was off a back road typical in inner-city Sydney. We sat down, resting on faded and cracked green paint and an autographed bench by the UTB. The street lamps along the road were spaced liberally, allowing only a faint dim yellow overcast to counter the midnight darkness.
We had just finished watching The Ring and our conversation revolved on the superstitious - beliefs, practices and other urban legends.
"Why are there always children involved in scary movies? The Ring, Sixth Sense, The Shining, The Others, The Exorcist…"
"I have no idea, maybe becau…"
"Excuse me…"
Two strangers had eclipsed our light. The pair was an odd couple made in Hollywood heaven. The voice had come from a giant of a man, carrying the build of an ex-amateur wrestler. His head would twitch and turn to every direction, constantly scanning the immediate area not unlike a lighthouse. He barely held onto a cigarette, biting his nails in between clouds of smoke. His other hand remained inside his black jacket pocket, clutching something of great value.
His partner in crime was a small man with a big mouth; a cross between a healthy Michael J Fox, and a pre-fight Anthony Mundine.
D and I were anxious, but I tried not to show it. D wasn’t so shy. I addressed the pair, feeling slightly more at ease directing my voice at Fox-Mundine.
"Can I help you?"
"Do you have the time, brother?"
"Yeah, hang on…"
Since neither of us wore watches I searched D’s bag for my mobile. My hands were trembling. The inane chatter coming from Fox-Mundine was turning ugly and was unstoppable.
"So watcha two doin, eh? Bit a this mate? (Insert thrusting action) Sorry to bother you's. We’re just goin down to the pub to meet our mates for a beer eh..."
I can’t stand people who say ‘you's’
"It’s 1:45."
At that moment Lighthouse lunged forward attempting to pry the phone from my hands. But I held on, surprisingly. Fox-Mundine took the opportunity to go after D, who had run away, screaming towards the car.
As D jumped into the car she swiftly drove off, leaving myself to fend off the two. But suddenly Lighthouse let go.
The signal had come from his superior to flee.
I fell backwards on the bench with great force, further cracking the paint and injuring my back, a fitting reward for saving a phone that had insurance.
The duo hopped into a white Commodore and were gone within seconds, disappearing in the heavy mist that had settled during the whole ordeal.
*Ring Ring*
"Hello?"
"Are you ok?"
"I’m fine. They took off when you went. Must have thought you were contacting the police. Where’d you go?"
"I’m kinda lost. Where’s your map?"
"It’s in the boot."
Statistical Challenge
The countdown is on for the showdown between Mario and UNSW…
Bring on the final exams.
Vital Statistics (Daily):
Two packs of Marlboro Mediums (oh how smooth art thou?)
Four cans of V
Five cups of coffee
Three hours of sleep
Five hours of study
Fourteen hours of non-sense chat (hot topics at the moment: Illuminati, group ethics, gambling problems, the ten commandments, time travel, conspiracy theories)
Two 7-Eleven hot dogs
One doner kebab with extra meat and garlic sauce
Two packets of Starburst (various)
One hour spent on printing lecture notes at work
One hour on miscellaneous activities...
GO GO GO!
The countdown is on for the showdown between Mario and UNSW…
Bring on the final exams.
Vital Statistics (Daily):
Two packs of Marlboro Mediums (oh how smooth art thou?)
Four cans of V
Five cups of coffee
Three hours of sleep
Five hours of study
Fourteen hours of non-sense chat (hot topics at the moment: Illuminati, group ethics, gambling problems, the ten commandments, time travel, conspiracy theories)
Two 7-Eleven hot dogs
One doner kebab with extra meat and garlic sauce
Two packets of Starburst (various)
One hour spent on printing lecture notes at work
One hour on miscellaneous activities...
GO GO GO!
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