FuZZ Is Listening To - Under The Sheets - Chiddy Bang
So in my usually busy week i decided i'd take a day off today, stay home, and relax.
I pictured something so relaxing, soothing and nice. Comparedto my busy week of going to and from work or uni, spending time on a bus or train, standing and basically being busy. So when i woke up today i thought "I hope its midday, i want to sleep in".
.. No, it was 8:30, an hour EARLIER than i usually wake up. And i couldnt get back to bed. Stupid Body clock. I can't sleep in, this sucks!
So i get up, turn on the computer, do the usual interwebular rounds, Facebook, IGN, Comingsoon, Totalawesomezone, Gamefaqs, Tumblr and maybe google. Sat there for a few hours, basking in the glory of this infinite amount of free time. 2 hours in... i was bored shitless. Nothing new, nothing great, just bored and with a sore butt. Relaxing really wasnt what it was cut out to be. I then showered and sat around for awhile. Eventually ending up back on the computer. I would've watched tv but my sister in law was watching stuff and it wasnt entertaining. Border security, its more of a torture show than it is entertaining. It freaks me out, and makes me paranoid of going overseas. Who knows what that creepy guy with the moustache does to your luggage once you hand it over!?
So my day of relaxing... was a day completely spent on the computer, eating alot cause i was bored (bad habits, its kind of like fat bastard.. "I eat when im unhappy, and im unhappy because i eat"... except unhappy is bored... sort of.. Wait, how do you get bored because you eat... i totally messed up that analogy).
But yeah, this was my last relax day, i feel i HAVE to do stuff now to get by, its just too boring doing nothing. I think i've grown accustomed to being busy. There was a time when i had so much free time that i had to find things to do. I guess all that free time is catching up to my body and it just wants to be more active. When at work i cant wait for the free time, when i have free time i want to find something to do. Funny how that works, we always want what we don't have. Then when we get it, we don't know what to do with it anymore. I guess the anticipation takes away all the excitement.
But maybe it was beacuse i spent most of the day on the computer and nothing else. That's probably it. I need a hobby, a book or something to keep my busy whilst at home. A Personal Project... What to do.. what to do?
Hmm...Peace Out \
FuZZ Is Listening To - Drops Of Jupiter - Train
I figured, i have a hell of a lot of little moments during the day that are funny, wierd, blah blah.. and i should be documenting them, in a diary or maybe a blog. Look what i got here.. a blog =O I KNOOW RIGHT!?
So sorry Blogger for neglecting you, forgetting you i hope you take me back and give me a large hug =)
I will try not be lazy anymore and write some funny wierd things that happen to me on my day.
SO! Why am i suddenly back, because today i realised Customer Service is really really important. Maybe its because i now have a job i notice these things, or maybe because the people who served us or lack there of were such ASSHOLES. Excuse the language. Cause you feel so much better and valued as a customer if the person serving you is nice, gets along with you, responds or even smiles at you. Something i hope to do when i serve people at my job.
So heres what happened. Today Zain, Julio and I went to the city to catch up, grab some stuff to do, "study" and eventually shop. Into Myer we go, which by the way im disliking right now the bastards. Julio and Zain, as they usually do, are arguing amongst each other in the mens clothing section, Mens clothing secion means its the sophisticated stuff like sweaters, and scarves (Nothing says sophisticated like sweater and scarves). As they argue they punch and slap each other, we were pretty loud but not SO LOUD we'd cause a ruckus. It was just loud-ish. Having fun whatever. As they argue i catch one of the workers eyes just looking over at us blank face, semi disappointment or irritation (A powerful concoction that results in Bitch), and i think "Hmm... She's pretty hot".. A Bitch Face Employee cant be hot? You Emplycist.. Is that right?
ANYWHO We then left.
FAST FORWARD 40 MINUTES LATER!
Julio has gone, Zain and I return. Looking at some clothes. I see the lady again i say "Hello there" cause i try to be nice and usually customers are always right, or you treat them with the most utmost respect with a smile and hello and a secret handshake. But NO. This Blank Faced Bitch (BFB), Again sorry about the language, just looks at me then looks on without a smile or anything and no response. I'm like uh okay whatever. 2 seconds later.. TWO Seconds later, i wasnt even out of sight yet i hear the "BFB" say "Hello sir, how are you, how may i help you today?" We turn a corner, i discreetly and quickly look over shes smiling and being all nice to some dude.
.... TWO FACED BLANK BITCH!
I was about to tell Zain about it but to be nice and courteous, i thought i wont talk about this bitch behind her back while im still in her vicinity. Negative Energy is contagious i tried to be nice enough to not release anymore Negative Energy in the air, because this beeyatch had enough bitch gas to create her own star system.
So we continue our shopping there, Zain sees a sweater and picks a few out. Nearby i see some midget hobbit lady look over at us and do that disappointed "Tsk" sound, You know the one when you push your tongue to the roof of your mouth and suck back.. i dont know what its called shut up im trying to be as descriptive as possible. And NO im not being mean, their customer service was shit and this midget hobbit lady deserves it. We grab the sweaters and she comes over and asks if we need any help. Zain goes "I'm good thanks just browsing."
BUT NO! She didnt hear it because she was busy talking over him about how you can only buy the shirts at this counter, you can only try a few and blah blah blah. Then Zain says "We just wanna grab one more sweater over there" Then she has some bitchy attitude going on and says you can only try it here and a few and blah, whatever i was too busy being angry at Myer. P.S. David Jones is the place to be now. So we go and grab the other sweater and go to try the clothes. "Do we look like thugs" Zain asks me? I seriously doubted we do. I was wearing a Jacket and hoody underneath and had my hair in a combover. Zain was wearing a t shirt and jeans. It was as if they thought we were gonna shoot up the joint. The Change room guy was fairly nice, i asked for a rubbish bin and he was helpful enough to put my rubbish away for me. Although i didn't want him to he had a limp and seemed irritated, i said i'll find one later on "It's okay sir". Afterwards we were like F*CK IT next shop. (P.S. We didnt say F*CK IT, it was just dramatic effect)
Next we went General Pants, Zain said he felt eyes lingering upon him once again and concluded it may have been his bag. I think BS, them bitches were crazy, we always got bags.
The next few shops had better customer service, but i still felt like we were being watched... Prejudiced sons of beetches.
... I'm clearly just ANGRY about bad customer service. It's now a sensitive Subject.
I still like you if you work at Myer, but if your customer service sucks i will SO talk badly about you in my blog... Yeah i know menacing
Peace Out
Peace Out
FuZZ Is Listening To - Airplanes - B.o.B Ft Hayley Williams
Ohhh Bloggerrr I'm sorry i haven't been able to write on thee, I've been doing stuff.. =)
So Remember when i said 2010 is a time for change, That was all i could say and all i could do. Things we do in life can only make so much of an impact as a whole. You gotta take into account the WHOOOLE universe! Okay it seems like i jumped right into it and your thinking.. Fuzz.. WTF ARE YOU ON ABOUT?!
Lemme explain.
So i think i've mentioned this before, 2009, felt like a transition year where i'd just left the sheltered, safe life of High School. Where everything was spoonfed and there was a sort of timetable for everything made for me. But 2009 kicked in and it was like woooooah what? You gotta wake up on your own? But theres nowhere you have to go?! WIERD! Then Then Then we gotta sign up to uni ourselves? No one signs up for us? Wtf?! is this... It's called Responsibility jack-ass. Grow up, it'll do you some good.
But yeah i was drifting there, i tend to do that dont i. So 2009 was the year where i just put on the slippers of reality. I was getting there but the warmth and comfort wasn't settling in yet. It still felt unknown. Like a new pair of underwear at first it feels constrictive... but then becomes a part of you. Modern Day Shakespeare right here. I'd expected to have a job, drivers license, great set of pals, a car.. blah blah blah. But after a year of that i realised.. Nothing great comes instantly. You have to wait awhile, work for it, be patient, maybe learn a few things along the way that will teach you that "Maybe, i dont need materialistic things to make me so happy.." HAH yeah whatever shut up i want my ferrari because it will make me get the chicks beroo... But yeah, 2009, i transitioned. I got on my feet, and got comfortable, learnt a little about myself, Though there is still much to learn and Hey i AM only 19. It was a necessary wait because i now feel comfortable in this big wide world of ours. And 2010 really has become my year of change. Its only April and i've got a Checklist of things that i wanted to do, never thought i'd do and plain old can now say i've "Done"
- I've JUST recently gotten a job over at a Cinema, which is AWESOME. Im the only one outta my brothers that has a first job that ISNT at a fast food joint.. so high five myself. *clap* Good stuff there.. And a Cinema which is awesome, and on top of that the main Cinema in the city so.. whenever theres a red carpet event my joint is the place to BE.
- Hehehehe I can say i've been in a fight. I went clubbing, some fool was messin with my friends so i jumped in and beat that mofo SENSELESS, YEAH AND WHAT?!... no, what really happened was a particular gentleman was being rude to my female friends, using innapropriate language and crossed their personal spaces (he took to sniffing their hair) so i asked him politely if he could please leave us alone and pardon our leave. To which he was infuriated, offended and became vociferous. He began shouting offensive names at myself, which i personally did no find too offensive, and physically shoved me. Moments later i found myself in a strangle hold, only to be overcome by adrenaline and gaining superhuman strength to push him off. I then was told to leave by one of my friends, as she (YES SHE) held him off. I'm none too proud of that last move, but it was a safety precation because she in the end beat his ass. The End =)
- Well i went Tropfest, which was pretty fun and different, never have i been to one of these events before. (Sorry i cant get the pompous prick persona off so easily)
- Took a step towards the filmmakers world and played around with the camera for my Communications course. I will soon make my first short movie, which i am geed, excited and hyped up for =D
- We finally went on the long planned road trip to Palm Beach, it was great. Our first Road trip was a small one, but a step towards our hopefully larger ones in the future
- Finally got my P's, Driving on my own never felt so good... Whenever the parents let me take the car =(.... LUCKILY, i gots cash stashed away and hopefully in a few weeks time i can... WHICH brings me to the next point
- Got cash stashed to buy my own car.. WHAT WAS THAT? YES have my own car.. gonna be cruising down the streets looking for bitches n hoes... No im kidding, they're called women =) ... I love ladies, they bring a smile to my dial almost everyday =)
So yeah, as i sit here on the 19th of April 2010, sipping my tea, in my comfy new Mojo Jammies, a comfy robe.. i look back and think i can't wait for the rest of the year..
Peace Out, One Love
FuZZ Is Listening To - Whitley - Lost In Time, These guys played at Tropfest and they were Great. I've been wanting to listen to new bands and such, maybe change the radio every so often to hear music i've never heard of before. So Whitley playing at Tropfest was awesome, cause i would have never looked them up if it wasnt for Tropfest.
I call this Random Rambling. And it's just an evaluation of sorts of what's going on right now. .. In other words its a diary entry, that i can't be bothered to write into an actual diary. =)
I think Point form will be fun.
- So the other night, i was watching Raising Helen, good movie by the way with my new favourite junior actress Abigail Breslin. Also for those who don't know.. Turtles are my favorite animals, cause ONE. they taught me slow and steady wins the race, TWO. they fight crime under our sewers, and THREE. They are the coolest characters in Finding Nemo. Finding Nemo made me realise how much i love Turtles. So after watching Raising Helen i said out loud to the family.. I want a pet turtle... No one really paid attention. Then my sister in law said she once found a turtle and had it as a pet. Then my younger brother said he wants a turtle as a pet too... So later on that night i look up where to buy pet turtles in sydney. Turns out, you need a license to own a reptile!? A LICENSE?! First we need licenses to fish, now one to own a pet turtle?! The Government is jeopardizing everything that has potential to be great. They make it hard for me to own a pet? To go fishing! Damnit! I just want a pet turtle =(
- I just got home from Tropfest and i gotta say i loved it. The atmosphere, the people, the foxy ladies, the Domain and most of all the price. It was free. But we were underprepared and had no idea what was instore for us. I thought they were gonne be, as zain calls them, "Too kryptic for their own good" short films.. but they weren't they were clear, concise and soo good. Anywhom, we came in hungry, foodless, with wet bums because we had no blanket, and without many essentials needed for Tropfest's sit on the ground festivities. But neverthless it was a helluva fun time, great short films, I gotta say the winner had a really good movie but i personally think some of the others were better, and just a whole new experience for us. Are there any other events of this type? Potential new Tradition's here.. I THINK SO!
Oh right, and i gotta say one of the movies i loved at Tropfest was called "Missing You". Entirely filmed on a mobile phone, it was about a boy filming himself messages for his mom. Like i can't wait to see you again, and how do i make food for my younger brother, good nights and all these other messages about things a mom would provide to her toddler son. It was kind of like a home movie and i thought.. okay.. but then the big punchline at the end comes in and from one small sentence the movie just gets a whole lot deeper. Good stuff, loved it!
Ahh... Just a little bit of Diary entry blogging there. That was a piece of me as of February 23rd 2010, a few months, a few weeks, a few days or even a few hours from now my views may change. But for now, this is what im thinking.
Peace Out, One Love.... Should i get a twitter?
FuZZ Is Listening To - K-O's - I Wish I Knew Natalie Portman, Okay One, I WISH I KNEW NATALIE PORTMAN, and two It's a pretty cool song considering it's taking tabs from the California song we all know and love from the O.C. But i have no idea why it's called I wish i knew natalie portman... Hmmm
ZaiN is listening to Parlez Vous Francais - Art vs Science, this song has grown on me like crazy ! PARLEZ VOUS FRANCAIS !? and yeah i song titled in french seems fitting with the topic of the post at hand ;)
Your right fuzz we had no idea what we were going to do when we met up with the gang, my hopes were low, why ?! because i witnessed the WORST slam dunk contest in eons, such an anti-climax and lacklustre performance on ALL parts, 4 players and all SHOCKING GARG ! Nonetheless there we were, 5pm across from town hall watchin izzy wait for us. So she finally notices us and off we go to make the most of this concrete jungle, where australian dreams are made of. We did the usual, window shopping, checking out kinokuniya - only the most awesome book store ever (located in the city, 500 George St Sydney) not that im advertising it or anything but you should really check it out...great prices, great value (just like to highlight i am by no means promoting any bookstore in a bias and awesome manner)
The 14th Of February, Anyone want to guess what day it is? Saint Valentines Day? Orrrrr Single Awareness Day? Theres probably more like, Lonely day, Desperation Day and so on, but the two first ones are the bang smackers. So what does one do on the 14th of February? I take that back. What does a single person do on the 14th of February? To find the answer we must date back to many many many centuries earlier. To the 13th Of February 2010. When two young Ruggedly Handsome men were on the MS of N.
2/13/2010 08:24PM
FuZZ tomorow, izzy?
ZaiN mmyes geed yeah
FuZZ valentines day? ask ameerah?
ZaiN the movie ? :O
Zain I asked izzy, you ask ameerah ;)
FuZZ but tomorow is on?
FuZZ 2?
Zain but its all star weekend tomoro dammit
Zain yeah ok 2
LITTLE DID WE KNOW THAT SOMETHING WAS BREWING OVER AT TWITTER-VILLE!!!
Izzy Says "On the way to the city to meet Fuzz and Zain. Wish you could tag along @pigarmahdar =("
Ameerah Says "@CINTAAMONYET hey I'm going too !!!!"
Izzy Says "@ameeROAR Nice ^^ the disney crew is complete! Yayer."
Great minds think alike. We ended up meeting up at arooooound 5PM. And this is where we begun celebrating "Single Awareness Day" under the umbrella of "Valentines Day"
Your right fuzz we had no idea what we were going to do when we met up with the gang, my hopes were low, why ?! because i witnessed the WORST slam dunk contest in eons, such an anti-climax and lacklustre performance on ALL parts, 4 players and all SHOCKING GARG ! Nonetheless there we were, 5pm across from town hall watchin izzy wait for us. So she finally notices us and off we go to make the most of this concrete jungle, where australian dreams are made of. We did the usual, window shopping, checking out kinokuniya - only the most awesome book store ever (located in the city, 500 George St Sydney) not that im advertising it or anything but you should really check it out...great prices, great value (just like to highlight i am by no means promoting any bookstore in a bias and awesome manner)
Afterrrr we walked all the way back down to market city because that's where we were gonna see a-mirror ? a mirror right fuzz ?
Rightio! She said 15 Minutes. Which in Ameerah language means aboooout 10 Minutes? Give or take? So we made our way down George Street, where all the cool kids hang. On our way down i couldn't help but notice, alllll these young couples, old couples, couple couples, walking together with roses, and flowers and chocolates and teddy bears. Which made me wonder "So on Valentines Day people go to the City?!!?" This is the day where your apparently supposed to go all out and be lovey dovey... but you go City?!?! For What?! The DDR?! "So hey baby, its valentines day.... let's go dance the night away.. at Galaxy World!" ... Little did we know that later that night we saw one of the many reasons people go city for Valentines Day!
So we got to Market City. After the being bombarded with Couples. Checked out Platypus shoes, then sat down wondering.. Are we earlier than Ameerah?! This cant be? I mean she's more prompt that prompt can be. She's Early! If we say meet at 3, she's there at 2! So we give her a call and says meet us at Gloria Jeans, from the get go i was craving a chocolate croissant and iced mocha because im a Coffee Lover In Progress. Seconds later Ameerah is in sights and we meet and greet and say whats up and do our super duper secret handshake. Then we ride the escalator downstairs.... Totally forgetting about Gloria Jeans. "We've gone too far" someone says.... "What are we doing" somebody asks... "Food?" someone else says... "We can try French Riviera" Says a little voice... "Geed" some other person says...
So we go outside and find ourselves in Chinatown, on Chinese New Years, in the middle of Valentines Day, whilst Single Awareness Day is on. Jampacked day i guess.
We decided to take the scenic route to French Riviera, a place Zain nor I know exists or knows where is located but at this point, who cares Disney Crew's together again and thats all that counts.. right!? So through CHINATOWN!!! we go. Every city has one. We passed the hula hooping old man with a sad story written on cardboard which is true, everyone knows that when it's written on cardboard its true, the 70% off Last day sale man, If i go Chinatown tomorow i'm thinking he'll be making that same promise, Big lines for chinese food and MAMAK Malaysian cuisine, Awfully close to Memek.. look it up... no actually dont. Once we got to french Riviera we decided we didn't want Dessert before Dinner. Cause who does that right? So we stand there for 5 minutes... deciding. The thing about this group is, whenever Zain or I organise it... we have no agenda planned, we just say meet greet.. now lets eat. So we stand there quietly until someone pops out another idea, Everyone looks at Ameerah. Then we walk over to George Street hoping maybe we'll get some ideas there.
On the way to George Street it starts getting chilly, and bits of rain start falling. Everyone pulls out their jackets. Oh i forgot to say, before we went out i told Zain i was gonna wear a jacket, then i didnt cause it was warm... but zain DID. So it's funny because my plan which i didn't follow through with was a bad choice and now i was the cold one. Isn't that funny? Like so funny? its like Ironic and Karma and hilarious and stuff... ha...ha.. ha..
ANYWAY,We're now standing infront of the three monkeys pub. We stood there pondering, for a good 10 minutes. In silence, standing still, looking around.. thinking of food. While rain falls on us and the city moves all around us. Izzy and I occasionally saying WOOPAH! BUZZAH!!! CHICKAAAHHH!! Then we FINALLY decide to go to a halal shop we saw earlier. We get there, see the menu and say.... No. By now your thinking,w hats wrong with these people. Why can't they make up their minds, be happy with whats there... if your not, then i am. Whats wrong with us?! Jeeez PICKY PICKY! Then we see an Indo restaurant and vote yes and decide.. it's a go go. How was this place Zain?! HOW WAS IT!?
How was it you ask ? it was like every other bloody restaurant in the CBD - not worth going too !! Ok so the food was pretty good but they served each main course as though it was a bloody entree. Ive never been so disappointed to see chicken arrive on my table. Ha and the service was dreadful, I'm pretty sure waited longer than half an hour until i finally asked the waitress when the food was arriving ? I hate asking that but no man should have to endure THAT long before any impending feast ! Finally the food was arriving then Ameerah asks for forks because they only gave us a spoon and a knife each ?! *waiter runs away only to return with ONE fork*
We decided to take the scenic route to French Riviera, a place Zain nor I know exists or knows where is located but at this point, who cares Disney Crew's together again and thats all that counts.. right!? So through CHINATOWN!!! we go. Every city has one. We passed the hula hooping old man with a sad story written on cardboard which is true, everyone knows that when it's written on cardboard its true, the 70% off Last day sale man, If i go Chinatown tomorow i'm thinking he'll be making that same promise, Big lines for chinese food and MAMAK Malaysian cuisine, Awfully close to Memek.. look it up... no actually dont. Once we got to french Riviera we decided we didn't want Dessert before Dinner. Cause who does that right? So we stand there for 5 minutes... deciding. The thing about this group is, whenever Zain or I organise it... we have no agenda planned, we just say meet greet.. now lets eat. So we stand there quietly until someone pops out another idea, Everyone looks at Ameerah. Then we walk over to George Street hoping maybe we'll get some ideas there.
On the way to George Street it starts getting chilly, and bits of rain start falling. Everyone pulls out their jackets. Oh i forgot to say, before we went out i told Zain i was gonna wear a jacket, then i didnt cause it was warm... but zain DID. So it's funny because my plan which i didn't follow through with was a bad choice and now i was the cold one. Isn't that funny? Like so funny? its like Ironic and Karma and hilarious and stuff... ha...ha.. ha..
ANYWAY,We're now standing infront of the three monkeys pub. We stood there pondering, for a good 10 minutes. In silence, standing still, looking around.. thinking of food. While rain falls on us and the city moves all around us. Izzy and I occasionally saying WOOPAH! BUZZAH!!! CHICKAAAHHH!! Then we FINALLY decide to go to a halal shop we saw earlier. We get there, see the menu and say.... No. By now your thinking,w hats wrong with these people. Why can't they make up their minds, be happy with whats there... if your not, then i am. Whats wrong with us?! Jeeez PICKY PICKY! Then we see an Indo restaurant and vote yes and decide.. it's a go go. How was this place Zain?! HOW WAS IT!?
How was it you ask ? it was like every other bloody restaurant in the CBD - not worth going too !! Ok so the food was pretty good but they served each main course as though it was a bloody entree. Ive never been so disappointed to see chicken arrive on my table. Ha and the service was dreadful, I'm pretty sure waited longer than half an hour until i finally asked the waitress when the food was arriving ? I hate asking that but no man should have to endure THAT long before any impending feast ! Finally the food was arriving then Ameerah asks for forks because they only gave us a spoon and a knife each ?! *waiter runs away only to return with ONE fork*
EPIC FACEPALM ! I think it was at that moment i realised i'm never eating anything other than fast food at the CBD again, Im not sure about darling harbour or circular quay but i guess there's no way it could be any worse than the CBloodyD !
I kno y'all must think im some super bitter old masterchef who has nothing better to do then critique in a cynical manner but its true dammit -finding a decent and DIFFERENT place to eat in the CBD is like trying to catch usian bolt in a 100m dash - INVAIN !!
still nonetheless the food was pretty good, i loved the beef dish the most :) So although the restuarant was an average experience we had no idea where this summer night was taking us...or did we ? god i feel asian just insinuating about it !
Gotta hand it to him, he has the pinky's up critiqueing on a well done, no not medium rare.. hehe get it. SOO WHERE do we go after the restaurant? The restaurant that said there are sweets we can take, so we took a handful and walked away, at least they had the decency to give us candy! BUT NO! THE CANDY WAS EXPIRED! We realised this once we were walking down Chinatown and Ameerah was spewing away into a rubbish bin (Alot of Witnesses saw this in Chinatown and was very embarassing.. we can't show our faces there again), while Izzy and Zain look at foreign dvds.
We continued our journey down Chinatown once again, This time with an Agenda. We passed the 70% off last day sale man once again to which Izzy EXCLAIMED "He's pretty...". Ohh lord, Indonesia has lost a dear soul to Japan. What that has to do with anything, i do not know.. but making sense is overrated.
Then we ARRIVE at our Desination. It's called Capitol... and i warn you, it'd Rock your un Rocked World. Once you ride up the escalators, you have no idea what your walking into. Because the atmosphere, the lights, the WORLD changes. You walk into a place that overloads with chimes, the colour pink, fluorescent lights and small eyed people we call asians. It's okay, i'm asian i can say that =)
So while we're all busy being attracted to the flashing lights and fairies flying around. Izzy Chaaarges to the money stand, exchanges her cash and then charges away yet again. While Zain and Ameerah peek into Capitol stands hoping to find a free one, but usually bumping into other peoples sessions. We then all stared at awe at a fluffy cushion toy machine... Oooooohhh... Aaaaahhhh
Then we FINALLY found a free Photo Machine thing.. and oh dear lord... What was instore for us, we could not ever predict. As the coins went in and we sat on a slab of Green plastic we looked around at the japanese writings and bright lights. Then the music started playing, things got loud, happy cartoon faces were attacking us left right and centre, Izzy was still at work, Ameerah was helping her out, Zain and I are trying to figure out what kind of Hell hole we've gotten ourselves into?!?! THEN IT HAPPENS! We're on the screen, we have seconds to move before it takes its shot and then it's game over. It's getting closer and closer, we're clueless, we don't know whats going to happen, The suspense is killing us! AND THEN BANG! IT TAKES A PHOTO OF US IN OUR MOST "TRYING TO BE ASIAN" POSES! But no it does not stop there, it just continues, 10 more times we go through the pain and suffering of thinking up a pose until we stand there and think.. where did the last 2 minutes go. How much have i posed!? WHAT DO WE DO NOW!? WHY IS THE MACHINE SPEAKING JAPANESE?! NONE OF US UNDERSTAND YOU... apart from Izzy, who's listening intently trying to translate it for us.
We then walk outside to choose the pictures, then... Decorate them!? DECORATE THEM.. DECORATE THEM!! Theres glasses, hair coloring, letters and all that! We had trouble writing Single Awareness day... cause we all have shit handwriting.. Oh well =) But when all was said and done we got our pictures. Our mistake here... is expecting large photographs for each of us. No, we got one little card the size of an envelope with a bunch of photos on it. I remember thinking to myself.. do we rip them or something?... then we see the kicker, theres a table with chairs and scissors for us to cut them ourselves.. sort of like arts and crafts. Isn't it thoughtful? And fun!? ... AH WELL, the pictures are great, we had fun and thats the story of how we lost our Capitol Photo Virginity.
So we sort of thought maybe the night ends here. MAYBE its time to go, its 10 and everythings closed. Valentines has come to an end.... HAH, no way buddy! We thought HEY lets go Darling Harbor. Why? I forgot, something to do with other couples or something... i forget. But we make our way there, passing market city. Then Ameerah says, "I'm gonna buy Roses, for the hell of it." Then Zain and I say NO! We put our right foot down and say NO! I buy two roses and gave it to Izzy and Ameerah, then Izzy sly-ly bought two other roses and gave it to me and Zain.... Now all 4 of us had roses, For the cheap end of day price (Who say's love isn't cheap), we weren't unique, singled out on Single Awareness day.. we finally fit in with everyone else. I was on a date with Zain and Ameerah was on a date with Izzy. =D
We walked towards Darling Harbor with Roses in hand, smelling them, swishing them and laughing away. Ameerah then realized her Rose was broked'ed... and had it traded with Zain... That's Valentines Day-ish Business RIGHT THERE!!!
So we walked to Darling Harbor, plops of rain here and there.. when i realise. I have to PEE! And the rain isnt helping, nor are the splashing water features. So after our fairly long walk we find a toilet and take a break. Once out of the toilet... it begins to rain. And we say.. we say.. Whats at Darling Harbor? Couples to look at? I THINK NOT BABY PUPPY!
So we make our way back, and by the time we hit our halfway point.. it starts pouring. And it was one of those positions where, your at point A and theres Point B. Many metres away. No shelter. Rain Pouring. What do you do? Well you can either run for dear life, with a jacket or hoody. Which Zain and Ameerah did.. cause they had A jacket or hoody. OR you can.. pull out an umbrella... and run for dear life. Which is what Izzy and I did thanks to Izzy's umbrella.
We then got into Ameerah's car, and drove towards Padstow. Ameerah offered Zain a lift home, didn't say anything to me or Izzy... but for some reason we still followed into the car as if we were invited. Rude? No... we are psychic... until Ameerah said "I don't know what you guys are doing here, ill just drop you at kingsford"... Shut down.
But no we drove to the Stow, took the scenic route, sung some very old school songs, listened to Richard Mercer, 106.5 BEST.RADIO.STATION.EVER. and had a gay old time. The night came to a close, but it became one of those nights that will live on forever with us. So Happy belated Single Awareness day and Valentines Day...
Peace Out, One Love Folks
Zain Is Listening To - Neopolitan Dreams by Lisa Mitchell
Sorry for the lack of posts recently, I guess you could say I've been on a sort of cyber hiatus - the cause of which may be a number of things but one of the most significant reasons stems from my trip to melbourne to watch the australian open ! I've always been a big fan of tennis since from whenever i can remember. It really is a very entertaining game filled with its fair share of sporting personalities. Anyways i went to see the semi final between murray and cilic. I'm not sure what it was but being seated in the historic Rod Laver Arena and watching some of the titans of tennis clash heads proved quite an overwhelming experience. That's when it hit me. Why have i never pursued tennis, even as a recreational activity ? Ask the other writer on this blog, what's his name again...zaynn i think ? ;P
whenever I watch a major sporting event, i get quietly geed and the next day I want to be the best player to have ever played the respective game.
So after watching the pro's play, (they always make it look so much easier than it looks - thats why they're professional DAMMIT !) So anywho i went to rebel sports soon after and talked to this little asian dude called Filipe and he basically taught me all the dynamics to the art of tennis racquets...those little buggers are the most complex pieces of metal ever ! So i bought a tennis racquet but this is where i start realising why all these years i have not played tennis ?! Let me lay out the finer nominal details involved in playing tennis :
- tennis balls - packs of 4 - $15 (requires repurchase as those lil green balls of fluff have a limited lifespan)
- tennis racquet - 3 digit sum
- racquet restringing - $30, occurs about every 6 months
- court hire - $14 per hour (and no there's no such thing as free tennis courts !?)
- requires a partner, or the nominal alternative - $35 per hour to use a machine that shoots out balls
- generally some form of coaching is recommended to be able to have fun even on a social level (unless your partner is as shocking a player as you are) - at a hefty price, who would've seen that one coming right. Luckily for me, I and my uncle are on the same level of shocking - if we can contain the number of tennis balls flying out of the cage to single digits we're having a good day :)
Im sure there are more monetary limitations to playing tennis which i have yet to discover but these highlight most of them. If you cumulate the number of hours of practice and hardwork required to make it professionally, that sum total can turn out quite nasty. What i mean by all this mumbo jumbo is that all these financial obstacles I feel may be a major reason why Australia can only produce the Lleyton Hewitt standard of professional players, maybe if they made tennis more accessible to the wider demographic, perhaps one or two bright stars may just shine on the international stage. I don't know, it's just a thought hey.
ZaiN ;)
FuZZ Is Listening To - Sleepyhead - Passion Pits, Another one from these guys. It's one of those songs that after many listenings.. sort of grows on you, its a goody.
Hey! Happy Birthday Me! =) January 17th, 2010, i turned 19.. the last of the teen years and the number that goes between two of the most hyped up ages of your life. 18 and 20. I gotta be honest, when i was young i always thought 18 was the year i'd go all out and do some amazing things. Never did i think that it might be when im 19. This number is the most underrated age in my head. When your 16 you have the sweet 16 and your.. legal for doing the funky shindig. Then theres 17, the supposed last year of innocence, but in actuality one of the most rebellious years of your life... because once your 18. Everything is legal. And that is why 18 is an important number, i thought i was going to apeshit crazy and do all this funky stuff. I was so looking forward to being 18, having my license, going for cruises, getting a job and making money. Thing is i never got a job or my p's, the two most IMPORTANT things in life. Stability and Mobility. I know right... But here's 19, the last year of being a teenager. A year that Past Fuzz always overlooked, and i've taken my step forward... i got my P's and i gotta say its effin awesome. Talk about iRony eh?
So I hope, i hope to take more initiative in life, make every chance an opportunity, be more curious, crawl out of the shell we call shame and walk out loud, proud, confident and tackle everything life throws at you. When you get knocked down, at least you'll remember to duck next time. It's the bad, just as much as the good, that makes us better people. Playing it safe leaves you with one conclusion, that plays over and over again... and I don't want to one day look back and have the same memory played out, in different situations...
With all that said and done, it's easier said than done. And to live up to what's written will be a challenge. But life is basically challenge after challenge, and we walk out of it better than we were before. Think about it, watching new's is challenging... but when your at work, school, uni or anywhere the next day and someone brings it up you can stand up and say "Yes.. i did see the elephant crush the prime ministers car.. and it was magnificent"
Peace Out, One Love
FuZZ Is Listening To - Chicago - If you leave me now, Talk about taking it back. This song came out in the 70's. Back when probably all of our dads had swingin afros and fast cars. I heard this song on Shaun of the Dead and said to myself.. I GOTTA HAVE IT. Classics are what make us what we are today.. said an ancient philosopher named Phairiz Aronyis....
The other day little Timmy walked over to me and asked me, Dear Uncle Fuzz, the Awesome and Magnificent one.. What is it that makes a man, a man. And i looked dear Timmy in his beigey olive orange eyes, which reminded me of a goat eating an orange, and said.. Google it.
Sadly little Timmy is no longer with us now... yes the unthinkable happened....
It's passed 6PM and his mum wanted him home. He has a curfew.. *wipes a tear*
But his question raised an eyebrow, Rocky styles. And i did Google it, but instead of searching i told Google that im in a vegas mood and that im feeling Lucky.... It took me to youtube and onto a Liza Minelli song called "What makes a man, a man".. And nope i did not learn ANYTHING from that, Or the 2 seconds i saw of it. So im pretty sure the answer i gave to Little Timmy was wrong. So i went on to write a book. Yes the few days i had after little Timmy asked me i was able to write and complete a book....P.S. to me a book is writing a paragraph in Notepad on windows. And i found out what it means to be a super duper man. The manliest of all men even more manly than, the brutes, the arnold shwarzanegge.. i dont want to finish that, isnt it racist?, the Rambo's, the Ron burgundy's, the Hulk Hogan, the Hoff, the Bruce Willis, the Michael Keaton batman before he went gay and had nipples on his suit, the Hugh Jackman Wolverine, in other words the "Supposed" MANLIEST OF ALL MANS.
Yes i found the Epitome of Man, the way every alpha male should be. We should all, as men watch this video and learn from these maestro of Testosterone and the Guru's of Guys.
So to all the so called "Men".. I'm looking at you Brad Pitt, It's time to learn a thing or two about being a man.
Yes, the Bee Gees, Stayin Alive. Think im lying? Then you didn't click play, you tried to cheat didn't you. Play it or else i'll stick a toothpick inside this tissue box next to me, dont push me i'll do it.
Ok so you watched it? Isn't it like the greatest song to strut down the street to, also its a great song i must say, a Classic. Now if you watched the video closely. The big entrance of our Men was incredibly intense. The high, crotch hugging pants. The Jacket's over one shoulder. The t-shirts. But to top it all off, possibly the greatest signs of masculinity. The Grizzly Beards accompanied by the Long "Pantene Pro-V'd" Hair! But to even top it off even more, the cherry on the meat pie. The High Pitched Singing voices of angels. It's like a mixture of Sting and Nick Carter. These guys have made a Announcement. "We are Stayin Alive, Because we have BEARDS!" Especially the guy on the left who's just walking and not really singing. Now to continue, these guys are singing AND Strutting down an abandoned Train Station. You can't get any more cooler than that. You can't get any more Macho than that. And did i mention that he's holding a jacket over one shoulder by his FINGERS! They just proved that this is the ultimate Strut song. After the strut you see them popping out of windows of abandoned buildings. Showing their glossy white teeth, behind the fierce bushes known as facial hair. It's a statement that "Although we're rough on the outside, we're genuine and sexy on the inside". I believe it's lost in translation though, because Beards are sexy either way. The video then ends with them strutting slowly away. Because they know that they've taught us all that they need to. If they were to teach us anymore, we'd implode with over Manliness. A disease which caused the Dinosaurs to go extinct, Yes they went extinct because they were too awesome and macho to exist. Stayin Alive, which is a metaphor for the Spanish Civil War where the Men would go and fight for their families but not with weapons or fists, but show downs of manliness, they would compete in the ManLympics, a test where the man with the roughest beards won, the men with the greatest strut's overcome, the man who ate pies the fastest won, the man who could name the most beautiful women in order of hotness would win and the biggest tournament of them all.... Crying during a romantic movie, Cause everyone knows a real man cries. The ManLympics, a tradition which was continued so man could better himself. So thank you Bee Gees and i hope i can spread your message of "Stayin Alive" to the world... thank you Peepz for listening.
Peace Out, One Love
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