Monday, May 31, 2004

Exam results back (and to be honest I had nothing to worry about):

Maths: A
Physics: A
Music: Achieved, Excellence

I won't give exact percentages cause that's pointless.

OK! "What is this, a centre for ants? How can we teach the kids if they can't even fit inside the building?! It has to be at least...three times bigger!"

Sunday, May 30, 2004

I just watched Zoolander. Now I won't be able to look at any advertisement without falling over laughing....fantastic fantastic movie. I can't believe they banned it in Malaysia...

Saturday, May 29, 2004

I am incredibly angry. Our family pays a good 25 dollars a month for internet access and the fucking shitty ISP keeps disconnecting me. GARRRRR MOTHERFUCKER GARRRR

Not helping at all. -_-

Friday, May 28, 2004

The following rant is sponsored by Purger/Ju (


It's not because she's Canadian (I think.)

It's not because Simon Zhou thinks she's hot.

It's because:

1. I haven't heard her recognise her band.
2. She doesn't write her own songs.
3. She butchered Chop Suey.

=Point one=

I hate artists who don't recognise the backup they've had. Maybe I've just never seen her do it but I don't think Avril's ever thanked her backing band publicly before. And she's not Avril Lavigne and The Matrix (the band backin her up) so...yeah.

=Point two=

It's even worse if they don't acknowledge it. Like FRED DURST THAT FUCKING CUNT (excuse my swearing) he stole Behind Blue Eyes from The Who and makes money from it. -_- I haven't seem him thank The Who for feeding his fat wallet...and Shannon Noll stole "What About Me". It's a really sad day indeed and a sad world when musicians don't write their own things any more. Maybe we should call them puppets. Or homonculi. -_-

=Point three=

I would tell you to go find it but I will spare your ears. Don't listen to it.


There you go. That's why I hate Avril Lavigne. I mean, she can sing, that's nice and all. But the bad outweighs the good for me.
I am not having a good day at all. Ask Sonny he can vouch for me.


Well first up this morning started alright, I woke up nice and early at 7.00, got ready for school and then I walked to school cause I initially thought I had an exam in the morning. I walked to school, didn't see anyone I knew, decided that it must have been a mistake, quickly glanced at my exam times and went home.

Fast forward to 10.30. Ming calls me and tells me "OI I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU, YOU'VE MISSED THE EXAM!!!" And then, I immediately think "damn" and "cool" at the same time. On one hand, I missed an exam. Well that was stupid. But on the other I think hurrah, I'm special I missed an exam! And also I won't get a record of how screwed I was for the exam anyway. So after talkin for a bit and feelin really stupid, Ming hangs up. (He said that people saw me at school and told the supervisor that and they got all worried cause in their eyes I had suddenly disappeared...and they probably thought I was raped or something...) Also, the times I glanced on my sheet I later find were for Chemistry, not Physics. So my exam WAS in the morning. -_-

Fast forward to 12.30 (Sonny is at my house at this stage, he came over unannounced but that's just like him) - Ming calls me again. And he says "apparently you may be able to sit the exam if it's on the same day". And then AGAIN I'm like "damn" and "cool" at the same time - on one hand, I get a chance to sit it, yay - but on the other hand, I don't really want to, and I'm pretty screwed anyway. After much deliberation I decide not to give it a shot mainly bcause I didn't want to...but I don't know what I'm gonna tell my mum cause we paid a lot of money to sit those exams. -_- (Also I read on the sheet that I won't normally be allowed to take an exam once it's over...and also read that if I miss an exam without a good reason I won't be given a grade in the subject...but that's all speculation)

So Ming gave me a choice so now I feel really stink. -_- Well at least this exam I missed was a resit and I passed it last year (barely) - but I still feel kinda stink. Garrr. Not feeling good.

And I know my brother's gonna blame me playin on the computer all the time but honestly that's not it - I was just really stupid this morning - I should have properly checked exactly what time it was, not just glance at it and assume that the exam was in the afternoon. I suppose subconsciously I probably didn't want to do it but still...


Learn from my lesson everybody. CHECK YOUR EXAM TIMES 5 TIMES. Then DOUBLE CHECK, THREE TIMES. Don't miss an exam. It's not good.

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Came back from a band ears are still ringing - I knew I shouldn't have hit the ride and the crash at the same time as hard as I could...

But now our total number of originals is TWO. Hurrah! This calls for celebration, which means I get a cup of juice. Hurray!
Third to last exam was today - AS Chemistry Practical, which was an amazing amount of fun. There's no way I'm going to beat my last year's mark (of 40 something percent -_-) cause I had six months to study...but I left it to the last day. And then I didn't do it.

But, after the practical which was fun for me because I took it as a fun experiment and playing around with chemical thingies, I bring you:

::Fun Things To Do While Having A Chemistry Exam::

1. Stop and listen to everyone doing the exam (except for yourself) make tinkley noises with their glass stirrers hitting on their beakers. The whole class will exponentially erupt into a frenzy of stirring in the least efficient manner as so to prolong the "tink tink tink" of glass against glass. Proceed to wisely crush your powder that you were meant to dissolve, thus not making any crazy tinkley noises. Laugh at the fools. HAHAHAHAH

2. Create a fireball when it's your turn to use the bunsen burner. Make sure you've never used matches before, and it's been six months since you've touched a bunsen burner. Watch the resulting flame glory!

3. Combine all the chemicals you're given into one big smelly pile of liquid.

4. When the instructions say "gently warm" your chemical, open the air hole for your bunsen and burn the motherfucker till it pops like crazy and gives off this pungent gas.

Yes. And I was sitting right up the front, right in front of the examiner. And it just so happened that they got to observe the person who wasn't going to truly bother...heh heh heh. I think Dr. Thomas found it rather amusing though.

Anyway. Yes, two more exams. I'm sick of them already, so so so sick of them.

Wednesday, May 26, 2004

My brother bought Singstar. It arrived today (this Courier guy knocked on the door and woke me up at 9.00 in the morning...) and when he got home he broke into my mum's closet (OOOH NAUGHTY - but I'm the pioneer of the breakings in...but that's another story) and ripped out the PS2 and we tried Singstar, just to make sure he didn't waste $90. It's kinda funny. I'm really bad at it. I think the microphone hates me.

Thoughts for now:

1. If you run in a walking race, are you disqualified? (I think there's a good reason that walking isn't an Olympic sport.)

2. It's way more fun to sneeze on people than you'd imagine. I mean, I spent the two hours in my exam today snivelling and generally feeling very disgusting having to yet again wipe my runny excretions all over myself...but on the way home I sneezed on a junior. The look on their face was priceless...though I probably gave them my EVIL ASIAN VIRUS.

Viruses are smart. They'd never take over the world by pure force, I mean they can't even lift a small rock. So they use us people to spread them like spreadable butter..all over the world, in all people. And then they kill us. Bastards!
One thing I hate is people who degrade themselves and very directly (but not always intentionally though I always notice) insult you.


Last year. Khay Shern. I walk up to him, Cambridge Exam results were coming out. I initiate conversation, ask about his marks. He says "oh they're not very good".

I later find out he got a 98% in Maths.

I got a B.

So if 98% isn't very good, what the hell is a B? Horrenous?

Just, a thought.

Tuesday, May 25, 2004

Uh, I don't know why but one of my posts just changed to "u suxors". I deleted it. THE BASTARD WHO IS HAXXING MY ACCOUNT STOP IT.

Sonny is here at my house. He spent the night cause we were studying for the Maths exam...which is today.

Sonny says: "I have studied for maths at Henry's house :)"

Yes. He slept in my mum's bed.

And also, uh, yes. It's cold, my house sucks it's all old and cold-like.

Monday, May 24, 2004

Me and William planted a few bulbs. Three each. Bought them ourselves. Hopefully they grow or we wasted about ten dollars...

Also, a question about bulbs, do they grow back again every year or are they one shot bastards?
Exam again today. 1 hour. Physics. Structured questions. Wish me luck!

Sunday, May 23, 2004

Well, today I went over to Thomas' house and me him and Steph (his sister) wrote a NEW SONG FOR THE BAND!! HURRAH! Yeah. I'll post the lyrics when he emails them to me but was fun, yes. Thomas' mum likes it too which is always a plus. :)
My mummy left New Zealand again this morning. She's always travelling and stuff cause she can. Um yeah so me and my brothers woke up really early this morning (7.30! UNPRECEDENTED) and sent her off.

That's all, I think. Yeah.

Friday, May 21, 2004

Just came back from the Physics A Level practice exam. And I must say I am surprised at the effectiveness of my last minute study which I did yesterday - I pretty much understood most of the stuff (since I covered most of the stuff, except for this pressure difference stuff which I'm not sure I got correctly or not

So my hopes for 100% are as usual destroyed, but an A would be nice. (The thing is though, whenever I feel that I did well in something more often than not I screwed up badly, so we'll see)

That's not what I wanted to say...oh yes. Exam supervisors are always really unnerving...when they slowly pace past you and watch you suffer as you wipe your nose with your hand and leave your nose excretions all over your hand and pants where you wipe your hand. And do they offer you a tissue, oh poor exam candidate? No. Their "supervising" is waaay too important - you know, any minute now, one of those bastards are gonna cheat and the supervisor's gonna fucking take them down JUST LIKE THAT. In case you can't tell, I laced the last sentence with sarcasm. It would have been nice if the supervisor had offered me tissues. (I know, I could have put my hand up and asked but dammit the supervisor walked past like 200 times, and I was really busy doing a physics exam)...

It's like they don't trust me. Why don't you trust me?! I'd never cheat in an exam!

*slowly shuffles cheat sheet away*

Thursday, May 20, 2004

Bicentennial Man has a very nice soundtrack. There is a reason why James Horner is wicked. This be one of them. That other guy, Danny Elfman though, nobody has a thing on him. Spiderman soundtrack? Gold. Batman soundtracks? Gold.

That's all I wanted to say before I go to sleep WISHMELUCKFOREXAM
Exam tomorrow. Warning to everybody, please, do not study at the last minute. It's never as good. I'm trying to right now. It isn't working. I am almost in panic.

F= GmM/r^2

Yes. Indeed. And since F = mv^2/r, mv^2/r = GmM/r^2
v^2 = GmM/r
v = sqrt(GmM/r)


Tuesday, May 18, 2004

The practical yet crappy at the same time.

Crappy part first, there goes my aim of 100% (which was a ridiculous aim anyway but it was fun to aim at that) - I lost at least two marks because I DIDNT MAKE THE GRADIENT NEGATIVE AND STUFF. Also, it was really really crappy having to try and set up a whole experiment, boss clamps and all in the morning when it's quite cold and your hands and joints are under the effect of synovial fluid dysfunction. Dexterity is not a trait associated with numbness.

The fun part however was actually doing the experiment and getting a nice straight graph. Through the experiment and the bobbing springs in beakers of water I was really skeptical that I was doing things correctly. But the graph at the end made up for all of it.

VGmix is weird, it bans me, on and off, intermittently. It's like a schitzo. Actually I'd love to have a multiple personality - and to some extent I probably do, and I think everyone else does too. They had a name for it I think...uh...m - something....something...ah that's it, moods. No exams for two days but...I don't know what I'm gonna do I'm...I' head it hurts too many things going on at once. I think I'll go sit and watch the backyard now.
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Who are the ISU? Hmm.
o_O Somehow I typed "America drives on the left side of the road."

That obviously is wrong. They drive on the right.

Practical this morning. WISH ME LUCK

Monday, May 17, 2004

Damn Americans make things so much harder for the rest of the world.

I mean, I'm not trying to be countryist, but with a country with a leader who think's he's the prodigal second coming to "cleanse the world of the horrible horrible axis of evilness which for some miraculous reason excludes America and its weapons of mass destruction", it's really hard for me not to have an instant bias. But (I'm not sure if I've already posted this rant before, but oh well) my hatred for America comes from a long long observation. Pre-war. Pre 911 (and again, I don't mean to be a shit but boo hoo you lost big towers, who gives. Many people in Africa lose their lives every day I don't see anyone else moaning about it. Very hypocritical to only feel the suffering when it directly affects you.)

Um, where was I...oh yes. Why I hate America.

1. They (majority that I've met and base my opinion on) are stubborn like cocks. Examples are:

-Imperial/metric system. There is a very good reason why THE REST OF THE WORLD uses the metric system. It's because our whole fucking number system is in base 10, and so is the metric system. Of course, being American and all they're such a big and important country that it doesn't matter what the rest of the world thinks, America is always right. This leads to retarded tourists who ask questions like "1.5 litres of L&P? How many gallons is that?!"

-Driving. Why oh why is America driving on the left? Is it just to spite Europe? I am quite disappointed Taiwan and Japan joined America in this (and probably some other countries too - but all of them probably got bribed) - know, you'd save a lot of people who travel internationally who die in car accidents which come about from frequent changes in road side. Maybe.

-Light switches. ..Why up? Why fight gravity? Why?!

-Dating method (no, not the romantic interpersonal kind) - Most of the rest of the world uses the convention Day - Month - Year. Why aren't you?

-Spelling/English. There is a very good reason why English is called English. It's because it comes from England. Now, why America has the authority to completely fuck it up I have no idea. A lift? Is it because people couldn't remember how to spell elevator? And what's with this lazy dropping of double letters and letters, like in colour and kidnapped?

America comes off to me as the "voraciously independent and rebellious pimply-faced angst teen who wants to make a stand against the violent oppression upon their "creativity" and "freedoms". I mean, goddammit kid, we put food on your family, leave us alone. -_-

2. You stick your nose in other people's shit. I bet 911 really woke you guys up, huh? I mean, I'm very sorry that you lost people and all that but is that what it really takes to get you to start thinking about terrorism? Like Maddox's opinion on Christopher Reeve I think you are being a shit. I believe, and this is probably mostly wrong but it wouldn't surprise me either if I was correct, that America's only going after terrorists for it's own sake and not on anyone elses. "Look, our little trade corrupted building got bombed! Let's make sure we can keep all the money in America and kill all the other terrorists! Who gives a fuck if we're going against the UN, we'll do it anyway!" Without 911 would America have suddenly gone "OH MY GOD THERE IS TERRORISM LETS GO KILL IT?" I bet not. Oh wait, that wasn't my original point.

Like, Israel and Palestine peace talks. Why is it suddenly very special when an American President goes over there to try and talk with them two? Is it any of your business that they are fighting? I mean, hell, you probably make a killing selling both sides weapons or something. And Vietnam. May I ask, what the hell? And most recently, Iraq. Why did you all of a sudden decide to go after Iraq? Weapons of mass destruction? You should be bombing the crap out of yourselves first. Because Saddam was being an "evil dicator and being righteous and just America" you go and usuper him and then place your own political shit there? I bet you were after the oil. Or maybe you enjoy bombing civilians, who knows.

Yeah, it's a lot of pent-up Anti-American anger. Don't get me wrong, I think America has it's merits too. I mean, they basically pioneered fast food. Where would we be today without the modern miracles of fast food? (Well, we'd be off our lazy ass and into the kitchen for a start but that's a different story). America after all is home of Jazz. I am eternally grateful for that. A few bad (or maybe a bit over a few) events just make you come off as a country that as my Physics teacher nicely puts, "can't see beyond its own borders".
The multichoice exams were shitty. I know you're thinking OMG MULTICHOICE ARE YOU SERIOUS and yes I'm serious, yes, but it's still hard for me. (I hate all the people who come out after exams and like look around and smirk and go OMG THAT WAS SO EASY and then you're just like...fuck. Anyway.) Yeah - the multichoice, all four answers seem correct sometimes...and other times none of them. It's really confusing...

In the morning I walked past the school to Sonny's house to study (and it really really did help...showed me I was making fucking ridiculous mistakes) and past all these people in school uniform...and I was in school uniform. Ah, I felt like such a rebel. Every time someone goes against the grain, against the tide, against the mass of students swarming in the general direction of a conglomeration of structures and facilitators that combine together to form a school, everyone looks and notices, if only for a little while.

Americal Idol is funny. All those over-emotional people who can't accept the reality that is their shitty singing. And then they get all indignant and you can't help wanting to ruin their shit, cut them up and leave them in pieces. I hope I'm here for NZ Idol. I want to be silly on TV. I hope the producers (NOTE THAT I SAY PRODUCERS NOT JUDGES, THAT BE A STORY FOR ANOTHER DAY) pick me to be silly on TV. And then I'd be like, yeah, I'm on TV.

Saturday, May 15, 2004

Man, the world is so lucky I don't have the power to instantly mutilate those people whom I hate. Though it would be fun for me, probably not for the person on the receiving end.

Just had Wendy's for dinner. No other Huge Conglomerate Fast Food Company has a thing on Wendy's. Wendy's burgers are the fucking best (even though they do come to me looking a bit squashed but damn they taste grand) - and they offer awesome side dishes like Baked Potatoes!

Also, something I thought of when in the car on the way home - people assume locks mean safety. Lock your car door and theives can't get in. But what if you accidentally lock yourself in the car and burn and die? Hmm.
Breathe in.....breathe out....
Dammit I haven't started studying for the exams yet.

Anyway, got banned at - fucking administrator. I guess I'll have to remove that link in the sidebar then.

I wish exams didn't exist.

Friday, May 14, 2004

Today the weather sucked.

Interesting things to note:

1. I smelt quite horrible today (no, I am not a smelly person on a day-to-day basis and I have good hygiene habits...) - it was because this morning it was kinda raining and I was kinda late-ish to school so I was walking really fast...through mud and grass and crap to try and cut in front of people who obviously hadn't realised or didn't care they were late to school. It's either the mud was starting to smell really really bad or I stepped in some dogshit because while sitting in assembly I could smell it. It sucked. The smell followed me for the whole day, I couldn't seem to wash it all away. I also left mudprints on the new music room floor carpet which made me feel really bad since it was new and clean and all before I trodged onto the carpet forgetting I just walked through tons of mud...and even more worse when I found out Miss Hall had to clean it up for me...:( (I would have cleaned it up instead of her had I not had an assembly) - On an unrelated sidenote Miss Hall was in a very very nice mood today, for some reason. Must be because it's Friday, because she didn't really get very angry at me at all for leaving mudprints on the carpet, and after-school when I was kinda helping out Jo on the drums (cause she and Cas and Kate entered in the Bands section of the Talent Quest), Miss Hall came in and gave us all gingerbread cookies and muffins and cake! Yeah.

2. Had a Physics practical today. The practical was very fun, it involved balancing a weight with a magnetic force on opposite ends of a rule...and it required very very agile fingers because the voltage dials had to be adjusted so very carefully since the equipment was so sensitive. I definitely lost at least three points though, because my graph looks like poo since I got told not to do a scale break on the x axis, but I think I was supposed to. I hate conflicting teaching.

3. I've got Rahzel - "If Your Mother Only Knew" stuck in my head. *hums* I wish I could beatbox. But I'm very glad that I can:

- Play the drums!
- Sing!
- Utilise De Mouivre's Theorem to solve complex equations involving powers!

So I can live without being able to beatbox.

4. The theme to the ball is LAS VEGAS. I think what I've got this year will be fine, now I just need to go and find an Orange Hat. Someone, take me op-shopping!

5. Exams are so goddamn soon. Crunch time I believe. CRUNCH TIME. It's too late now for any kind of sane study habit so I'm just going to try (and probably fail) to cram study. Hope it all works...especially since I have other stuff to concentrate on too, such as my first Art Photography board. Damn, that means I need to take a film. o_O Good luck to everyone who's doing exams cause I won't see anyone on Monday since I have the morning off for study leave and an exam in the afternoon.

Thursday, May 13, 2004


The awesome awesome awesome Human Beatboxing that was Just-n-effect. I got a ticket for free (he came to our school to perform at lunchtime) and damn he was SOOO FUCKING GOOD. (excuse my swearing)

Honestly, he was so good. I mean, beatbox and sing at the same time? Unprecedented! Makes ME want to know how to beatbox...^_^ I didn't want to go when the bell went, and I don't think anyone else wanted to either.
Played around with the CSS stylesheet (heh heh nerd heh heh) and tried to achieve a whole new look.


1. Background changed to white, most text to black/red.
2. THE NERD! Hurrah.
3. Something else, I can't remember.

If anyone can figure out how to move the main column over to the left more please tell me. I don't know whether it's under padding or margin and whether the sidebar has been padded or the main column has been padded....o_O
Hmm. I wish I knew lots of coding stuff so I could make my blog look RIDICULOUSLY COOL AND AWESOME. But I guess I'll have to settle for that blue (I changed it just to be different from Charles, the bastard) and the nerd in the corner. Who makes it quite hard to read the linkbar. I'm sure you'll all get over it and/or help me out with this coding crap.

1. No Assembly tomorrow morning! HURRAH!

2. Band practice today was wicked. I swear my new drumsticks made me so much better. If you want me to back that up you could ask Thomas. Maybe.

3. Exams soon. I'm pissing myself in fear. (Or not really, I'll take it one exam at a time I decided since it's too late for any normal kind of study. But then again, since when have I been orthodox?)
Hmm....I wonder why the blue background and kid pulling the finger isn't showing up in the bottom left corner of me blog.

Wednesday, May 12, 2004

If anyone is stuck on what to get me for my birthday, by the way, I'd really like either:

- The Enigma Custom coat ($1000)
- Apple iPod 40GB ($1000)
- Creative Nomad Zen 60GB ($800)

All prices quoted in $NZ.
Man, it's such bad weather outside it's not funny.

Random sidenotes, I'm entered in many competitions this year: what with the Rockquest and all and today I found two others to enter - Battle of the Bands (which the Howick heats are held at Aviemore Drive so that's really convenient) and the Play It Strange New Zealand Secondary Schools Songwriting Competition...see, cause I figure the more competitions I enter in the higher the odds are that I'll win at least one of them.

The School Ball this year is at the Alinghi Base in the Viaduct or something. Dunno who I'll ask to go with this year. Hmm. Suggestions are welcome, post away on the tagboard or leave a comment.

Anyway, the weather is dismal, I don't feel like going to Orchestra as usual and I'm feeling lazier and lazier every day. I mean, I just want to sit around, talk to people, have time to think. I mean, school days are like this - Me being forced to wake up, wolf down breakfast, leave house, run through a prison routine, go home, try to relax but then it's bedtime. Rinse, repeat. In class, people just talk and talk and talk at me but all I really wanna do sometimes is just sit down and think about what they say. I'm constantly being forced to forget the second last thing they said to remember the latest thing. And then when I actually have to remember the stuff I forgot, I get in trouble. Crap.

Anyway, life is way too fast paced. People should take the time to pee on a fence or something (I was gonna say smell the flowers but some flowers smell like crap, while everybody wants to piss on a fence). Relax! Stop stressing! If you fail the exams coming up, seniors, it'll be fine, honestly. The worst that can happen is that you won't be able to get into University. So what? Just go do a short tech course and get in that way. Saving time is over-rated, sometimes...

That's my rant for today. The weather doesn't look like it'll clear up, but I can't do anything about it. Even if it was nice outside I'd still be all loser-like in front of my computer anyways.

Monday, May 10, 2004

Not impressed with NZ Idol at all.

Not impressed with Ben's random religious stunt at the end at all.

--End thoughts--
What show includes the following:

Retarded animals fighting.
Lame wussy weak people.
Annoying voices.


Yes, once upon a time, I liked Pokémon. And then I stopped being raped by the children's media. The quality of the storyline is obviously geared towards mentally handicapped five year olds (which brings up my problem with all other children cartoons which just drip of cheesy morals and crappy overdone themes) in which a kid with a whiny voice (the fact that he's voice acted by a woman doesn't do wonders for his credibility either). Each episode consists of him pretty much being a woman and not fighting his own battles but relying on his Pokémon whom he even dares to call friends when he forces them to fight for him. Bastard.

And the Pokemon themselves are such dumbarses. If I was one of Ash's Pokemon I'd run away as soon as he released me from the Pokeball. I'd eat him (damn Charizard was cool) or bite him or something. And I'd definitely be able to say more than my own name.

I think the Trainers should fight their own battles, not fall back on animal cruelty. Then again we all saw Ash try to throw a punch in Pokemon: The First Movie and we all know what happened. (He fell over, the dumbass...) Actually they shouldn't do things they suck at (ie try to fight) but instead go back to their houses and recite all these useless Pokemon facts.

And maybe they should have a shower and use the toilet might stop them from smelling.


Sunday, May 09, 2004

Just watched NZ Idol. What a hunk of shit it was - it was promoted they would sing a GRAND TOTAL OF FIVE SONGS EACH but half of them they had done before anyway...and Michael was really disappointing and crap. I don't give a toss who wins although I think Ben is the better singer but Michael has the white 12-year-old fanbase.
Happy mothers day to my mum.

Also, I forgot to mention I saw Tim pushing trolleys outside Foodtown on Saturday. Doesn't he have better things to do? At least he's being paid though.

Saturday, May 08, 2004

o_O Turns out they all lead to the same site, which looks like shite anyway.

Maybe I'll try one of those modelling things one day...though it does sound a bit dodgy.
I'm going to right now check what the hell those silly "work from home" things are, the ones that keep being advertised in the paper.

Also while I'm here, quick lesson in English (ironically enough coming from me)



That is all.
Interesting day. Events, in no particular order.

1. Studied physics this morning for a little over an hour - really helpful and quite a nice gentle KICK IN THE ASS REMINDER of just how much shit I have to know...which I don't already know. I'm so screwed for my AS Chemistry resit.

2. Ran into Rikky at The Warehouse. We were both shoppin for mothers day gifts. Also saw a heck load of other people, Jason, random people from school and the rec centre who I recognise. Must be the Saturday Family Shopping Day syndrome. (Me and my brother got my mum chocolate...for mother's day of course)

3. Bought - A PAIR OF DRUMSTICKS! YAY! (I mean it's sad enough that I'm a drummer without drumsticks, let alone a drum kit. ...damn it being costly and all.) Put me back a good $20.00 but they look cool so hopefully they will make up for my lack of elite skills. Also bought a NIN CD from The Warehouse.

4. My brother and Jared earnt a lot of money busking.

5. I have so much work to do but I can't help playing Unreal Tournament 2003...with the RPG mod and all. -_-

6. No band practice today but that's cool. At least now I have drumsticks.

Friday, May 07, 2004

Life insurance is a puzzling thing. I thought you couldn't put a monetary value on life...but apparently, you can according to the Insurance companies. Hmm.

Also today during music I feel really guilty because I kinda semi-screwedup computers at school. ;_;

But yes. I am tired.

Thursday, May 06, 2004

This was William's birthday cake.

Decide for yourself what that white stuff is.

Wednesday, May 05, 2004

::The Plight of the Reformed Asian::

Yes, it is a sad thing indeed. If you know not what I am talking about let me explain.


Once upon a time, there was a magical land where people were very happy and courteous and everyone was respected and stuff. Among them they lived peacefully with their nice differences complementing each other to create a unified whole identifiable as New Zealand. But then along came the UNREFORMED ASIAN CROWD. Now, let me make this clear. Most Asians I know lie within the Reformed Asian crowd. That is, the grouping which moved to New Zealand not to make the rest of us look like arses, but to actively participate in the cultural gathering that is New Zealand. These people know what the Treaty of Waitangi is, the history of New Zealand and Maori culture.

Now, the UNREFORMED ASIAN CROWD. You can spot an Unreformed Asian by their poor manners, lack of social consideration and downright just being plain stupid. Rather than try to describe all the traits, I'll highlight the major ones with case studies.

::CASE STUDY ONE - That guy who always walks the opposite way to me on the way home from school::

From far away you may think he's a reformed Asian. BUT NO! That is merely a facade. This is the real unreformed stuff, the one that makes all of us who know better cringe. He wears white, has a really strange smile around all the time and spits on the floor on a whim. He immediately just looks really stupid. Now, us Reformed Asians don't need any more stupid looking Asians. We're already having a hard enough time.

::CASE STUDY TWO - The driver from overseas who probably faked their license::

You're driving along the road when suddenly BANG here comes screaming a BMW in front of you and cuts you off just like that. A quick glance at the driver's seat reveals that it's a snotty Asian with the courtesy and manners of a pig. Obviously, the driver's been too lazy to read the road code or can't read the road code, shown by the lack of knowledge of the rules of the road. Us Reformed Asians don't really need more fodder for the "Asian Driver" line. I swear this impacts on our insurance or something...

::CASE STUDY THREE - The obnoxiously loud Asian student who doesn't work in class::

Now, I promote cultural diversity and continuation of tradition and all. But there is kind of a limit I think. The limit is when you yell out really loud in groups of three in any other Asian language and dance around and don't make an effort in class but just sit there yabbering loudly in an Asian language, distracting and/or irritating people who actually go to school to learn.

I can't think of any other cases but I'm sure there's more. Anyway, these Unreformed Asians are giving us Reformed Asians a bad name. So how do you tell a Reformed Asian from a non reformed one?

1) An Asian at an ANZAC commemoration service without a camera. It is very important they are cameraless, or the chances are that this Asian is only looking for holiday photos and was wondering what the crowd was all about.
2) They smile and greet people they don't know on the street. A friendly hello, a warm smile - you won't get those from the unreformed.
3) Use of any of the following words: bugger, mate, marae
4) They support the All Blacks.

Yeah. I'm not sure what I've typed above makes sense cause it's almost 11.00 pm (SHOCK HORROR) but regardless I'm very tired so...I take no responsibility for what I've said.
I'm not at school today as an act of defiance against the silly Wednesday programme. I hope no teachers read this >.>

What is the difference between Michael Jackson and a grocery bag?
One is made of plastic and is dangerous for children to play with, the other is used to cart groceries

But while it's "period 1" and I have "Art Photography", I decide to have another:

Online Personality Test galore!


Your distinct personality, The Shepherd is to tend to your human flock. You understand the needs of those for whom you are responsible. Shepherds are vigilant and reliable. You realize your obligation and commitment to the well being of those entrusted to your care. Shepherds are very dependable. You engender a feeling of comfort and stability to those within your charge. On the positive side, Shepherds can be empathic, caring, understanding, practical and realistic. On the negative side, you may be manipulative, close-minded and sentimentally rigid. Interestingly, your preference is just as applicable in today's corporate kingdoms.

Numerology. (This is a long fat one, I'll just bold the things that coincidentally I think are right. The rest is bullshit.)

Name Analysis
Expression: 8
The Expression number shows us who we truly are, what we came into this life already knowing. This is where we feel most comfortable and how we automatically act. We attract people and situations to us that require our Expression so that they can further evolve. In this way we play the role of teacher. Naturally we are attracted to occupations that we resonate to, so the Expression number can be a strong factor in our choice of a career as well. Our Expression is the vehicle, with all its virtues and vices, that drives us along the path of our Destiny. It is the essence of our identity.

Business, power and money are in your blood. You are the steadfast executive who attains their goals through hard work, amazing courage and untiring determination. NB: That's wrong. Me and amazing courage are not very good friends. People elect you to lead them because of your aura of control and confidence. You like things BIG, and secretly, you like them lavish. Physical strength and stamina make you a likely sports enthusiast as well. (Uh, not even.) Your expression will most likely find you financially supporting others in some way.

Soul Urge: 6
The Soul Urge number has also been called Heart's Desire and Spiritual Urge. It is our secret, innermost longing. Our dream, our motivation, the fuel that energizes our journey. The Soul Urge number reveals what we secretly strive to be or accomplish. Some have said that this number tells us what we have been in previous lifetimes, the accumulated growth of our soul.

Love, giving it and getting it is your main concern. You are drawn to people and situations that allow you to express your ability to harmonize, heal and sympathize. Family relationships take up much of your attention as you always like to know what's going on, and you are good at resolving conflict. Beauty and the arts or decorating are also ways that you may express yourself.

Persona: 11
The Persona number describes the way we appear to the outside world, the first impression people have of us. We may not even be aware of how we are perceived by others because we are so often focused on our inner world, and many times the inner does not match the outer. Persona gives us a peek at some hidden talents we have. The talents that we use to get along in the world and in some instances, protect us from it. It is likened to a bag of tools (jewels) that we carry with us along the way.

Some may detect a glow around you and feel drawn to you by fate. The glow is a reflection of the refined and inspirational energy that courses through you, seemingly from other worlds. You may be an artistic genius or any other kind for that matter, but one thing is for sure, you have a powerful effect on anyone who enters your life. You are not afraid to recreate yourself as is necessary at your accelerated pace and other people follow your example becoming more of who they really are. (Nb: I can't agree with that glow shit. Unless it's true and someone can back it up.)


Natal Analysis
Personal Year: 11
This "master number" period is highly charged, and you are illuminated by it. You are more noticeable now and may attract attention to any talents you have been cultivating. (Seems plausible but I'm not 100%) Inspiration is available to you now, and it is likely that you will use it in some creative capacity. You may be required to make quick decisions at this time because things are happening so quickly. Adventure and excitement abounds, and it is a powerful time to use positive thinking and creative visualization techniques. You are very intuitive now, and may even have experiences with clairvoyance. (Clairvoyance? Uh, no.)

Personal Month: 7
This is a good month to read, study and acquire information. Whatever has begun can be perfected now. Start meditating in the mornings. Don't tell anybody what you are working on. Rest up for next month you go public!

Personal Day: 11
Today is a good day to make like an angel and bless somebody! You are inspired and surrounded by white light so wear rainbow colors and listen to your intuition. Spiritual things are flowing smoothly today. (You won't catch me wearing rainbow colours, ever.)

Destiny: 3
The Destiny number describes the life lessons that we have come here to learn. It reveals to us the path we must take, and the role we must play to fulfill our mission. Often our choice of career is based on this vibration, and if not, then it will manifest through avocational pursuits. We may attract people and experiences into our lives that mirror the traits of this number for us, so that we may develop into our highest potential. We don't always welcome our life lessons, so it is a possibility that we may even feel an aversion to the characteristics of our Destiny number in other people, and we may ourselves act the opposite. In spite of the many ways we may choose to react to this force within us, we have been gifted with all of the talents and energy needed to fulfill our Destiny.

You are freedom loving and creative. You are drawn to all that is beautiful, luxurious and expressive, as these are inherent in your own spirit. You are here to express, to imagine and create. Optimism, confidence and focus of ambition are qualities to develop and use in order to live in accord with your destiny. You bring beauty, hope and joy to your world. (...and the hippies rejoiced.)


The destiny is divided into 3 great cycles, each governing us for specific durations throughout our life. The Seed cycle begins at birth and colors our experiences through childhood and adolescence. During the year nearest our 28th birthday, we move into the Fruit cycle which remains throughout the middle part of our life until the year nearest our 56th birthday, and the Harvest cycle carries on from there. Taken all together, the cycles show us our particular path that will lead to the fulfillment of our destiny.

Seed: 9
When the 9 is the seed cycle it can be a very difficult time, because the requirement of selflessness is an antithesis of the natural desire for validation and acknowledgment. The child usually feels very alone, and set apart from the rest of the family. Sometimes they feel as if they were adopted, or they are aware at a young age that their relationship to their family is very temporary. Nine's usually set off in search of their destiny at a young age as they feel much older than their years.

Fruit: 5
Freedom, change and restlessness keeps you spinning through this cycle. Opportunities should be explored and stagnation avoided. Many journeys and experiences are likely, and you may feel as though you have lived 100 lives in this one. It may be hard to find an occupation or career that will allow the free movement you require. There is likely to be much travel, if only in your mind, and romances will many, although they all probably seem to have a just a few of the traits you're looking for.

Harvest: 7
Peace and quiet abound. It is time to contemplate and philosophize on the meaning of life, spirituality, and the self. While it is good to have someone to bounce your findings off of, it will likely be a single kindred soul, or even a loyal pet who will understand your need to "know".


The four pinnacles reveal the high spots or heights of attainment that we are likely to encounter as we move along the path of our life. The 1st pinnacle lasts from birth to around age 28. The 2nd pinnacle lasts for 9 years after that. the 3rd pinnacle lasts 9 more years, and the 4th pinnacle carries on through the rest of our life. The peak of the pinnacle is reached during the next 1 personal year. Pinnacles are like sudden inheritances from a benevolent aunt, they can transform the prevailing energies completely and suddenly. It is useful to look ahead and prepare for our pinnacles so that we can maximize their gifts to us and shape them into the most positive manifestation.

First Pinnacle: 5
The emphasis is on expansion through the mind, through stimulants, or through sensual exploration. Love affairs during this time will be intense and plenty. One may lead to marriage if it is stimulating enough to deter you from all of the likely temptations coming your way. (Love affairs? o_O)

Second Pinnacle: 3
Money, travel, friends and mind expansion are all highlighted and a birth of some kind is likely to occur, either a literal child-birth, the birth of an artistic creation, or the re-birth of the self on a higher level.

Third Pinnacle: 8
Good judgment, practical decisions and disciplined efforts are magnetizing abundance and prosperity to you during this period of accomplishment. Business and material success is very possible at this time, so think big!

Fourth Pinnacle: 7
This is the pinnacle of the sage or the wise woman. Life is quiet and peaceful as it's meaning unravels easily before you. It is time to contemplate, analyze and create your own unique philosophy.


The three challenges show us the major influences demanding our attention during specific sections of our lifetime. The 1st challenge influences the years from birth to age 28. The 2nd challenge takes over from age 28 to 52, and the third affects us our whole life. Challenges shape our attitudes and can affect our health. These vibrations that challenge us, cause either an exaggeration of the associated qualities or a lack of them, both of which are extremes which need to be brought into balance.

First Challenge: 4
4 challenge children are usually given a lot of duties and disciplined into schedules and organization to the point that the creative impulse is quieted to a whisper. As teenagers four's are the one's who have the next ten years of their life planned; what profession, which college etc... (uh, not really, I still have no true idea what I'm doing next year.) They have their beliefs and values down pat and could show you the file they have them written in. Fun and creative expression are the balancing agents for four, which are found in the three and the five.

Second Challenge: 2
This is the challenge of sensitivity and self-sacrifice. Two's look for needs to be filled in others and attempt to fill those needs while ignoring their own, all with the hope that someone will take care of them in return. It is possible that a two challenger can manifest just the opposite as well and be preoccupied with their own needs, feelings, desires, beliefs to the point that other people are only here to fill their endless requirements. Balance is found between the independence of 1 and the self-expression of 3.

Third Challenge: 2
The challenge of the "thin-skinned". These challenge holders take everything personally and can easily turn tiny little mole-hills into you know whats. They can seem to become translucent, absorbing each new idea and each new person into themselves, becoming them in the process. The 2 is the number of the psychic, however, the challenge is to maintain one's own identity while accepting the powerful, empathic abilities of the 2. The main focus of the 2 challenge holder is themselves, their feelings, their wants, their lack of satisfaction. Their outer behavior is geared to keeping the peace and taking care of others while secretly hoping they will be taken care of in return. The remedy for this challenge is to become an equal partner in relationships. To realize that their ideas and opinions are valid and to stop flattering love out of people. (NB: Most of that I think is right. I like, absorb personality traits and stuff from all around to complement myself. It's like lego, what with all the blocks and all.

*phew* that was a long one.

Learning Style

You are a 44% Visual Learner, a 44% Auditory Learner, and a 11% Kinesthetic Learner.

You think in images or pictures. It is as if you have a movie camera in your mind. You process what you hear or read and translate it into images in your brain. When you want to recall what you have learned, you simply glance upward and look at the image that you have stored as a “Picture Screen”. This process is like going to the movies and then telling a friend what you have seen. Your memory is taking place by reviewing the pictures from the movie and then easily talking or writing about the story line (or main points of the story). Your speech patterns will represent exactly how you think, i.e., "I see", "I get the picture", "Let's focus on this", etc. Brain research tells us that visual or picture recall is faster and more efficient when taking written tests. Therefore, visual learners tend to receive the highest scores on written exams.

You learn best by hearing or listening. Auditory learners do not necessarily make pictures in their minds, as do Visual learners, but rather filter incoming information through their listening and repeating skills. Of the three learning style preferences, the Auditory learner is the most talkative and has more difficulty writing. As an Auditory learner, you have the ability to easily recall what people say, tell wonderful stories, and tend to solve problems by “talking” about them. Your excellent hearing and listening skills are what make great musicians, disc jockeys, psychologists, etc. Your speech patterns will represent exactly how you think, i.e., “I hear you”, “That clicks”, “That sounds right”, “That rings a bell”, etc.

The Room (stuff I dont bold is rubbish.)

Your Attitude
Your choice of the pounding waves reveals a personality attracted to power and the pursuit of extreme athletic and sensual experiences. This may manifest itself in the insane undertaking of the Hawaii Ironman, or the more pleasurable goals of using a massage showerhead. Whatever -- the everchanging highs & lows of the ocean mirror your mood swings. At times you are like an uncontrollable force of nature. Your temperment is best described as dreamy, lulling, churning, foamy, sensuous, sexy, emotional, flowing, powerful, strong. You bury secrets in unknown depths of yourself like a treasure to be revealed. At times you harbour dark thoughts, fear drowning (as any sane person does) and may be repressing a secret desire to star on Baywatch.

Your Lover
Off beat syncopation may not be the most recognized form of passion, but it reflects a certain sophistication that put you and your special friend on a plane that is airy, light and just slightly over the edge. You both enjoy the finer things in life and will continue in your search for new experiences - together. (Uh, what?)

Your Relationships
Revealing a dramatic person who revels in the attention of a wide circle of acquaintances. This seemingly attractive trait presents a challenge as friends are pushed out on the stage of life, standing exposed with unexpected juxtapositions ready to elicit laughter or recognition. May also be used as a protective shield between relationships, eg. room divider. (I don't get this one either.)

Your Problems
Problems come and go in your life but they do not cause you undue stress. You relax in the knowledge that you have an enduring, attractive and stylish response to the detritus of life. Your supreme confidence frees you from convention. Problems need not be hidden from sight but rather are handled in a transparent, translucent and effortless manner. You are on your way to achieving guru status for your wise handling of life's problems. (..are you serious? This can't get any, uh, wronger...)

Your Future
Your future is that of a visionary, imagining scenarios for the next millennium. You may find yourself at home in an expansive industrial space,or marking time in a future warped out of a Douglas Coupland novel. Guard against your tendency for depression at your core. It is pronounced and evident to all. While this could cause consternation your off-beat sense of yourself redefines your concave, pillowy body as a life saving buoy fed solely on peanut butter thumbprint cookies. Your hands continually caress your external self causing others to accuse you of an inflated ego, but you know that time will pass and prove you to be right on.

That one wasn't very good.

What's In A Name?

Your Birthpath / Inner Potential of: September 5, 1987
Within you is a high-spirited, active quality with the inclination to be free to express your energies in artistic pursuits, drama, entertainment, and humour, or in promotion. You could excel along any avenue that does not restrict your spontaneous and expressive nature through too much attention to detail. Your imaginative, innovative potential could find expression in literary composition or journalism. Contact with people is necessary in the expression of your purpose. You require the opportunity to express cosmopolitan, optimistic, generous, and buoyant qualities to bring inspiration and happiness to others.

Originality in self-expression is your keynote, the highest evolution being the ability to lift and educate others to a better way of life. Success in educating others requires in-depth understanding of people, comprehension of the principles upon which life is based, and self-discipline over such qualities as intolerance, argumentativeness, or self-centredness. The emotional power within you should be directed into constructive channels to allow you to fulfil your destiny of uplifting and leading people to the realization of new and basic truths of life.

Finding time to be on your own, preferably in the out-of-doors, would allow you to think about life, to plan your efforts, and to write down your thoughts and ideas. Cultivate your inborn philosophical and scientific interest through comtemplating the phenomena of nature, the cycles of time, and the universal power of life that expresses through all living things.

Learning to concentrate and finish what you start would teach you patience, the joy of accomplishment, and self-confidence. Otherwise, you would be subject to a scattering influence that will thwart the completion of your undertakings.


The name of Henry creates an overly-sensitive nature which causes you to sense and feel far more than you can understand or put into words. You have a deep, artistic, and creative side which shows through a love for music and literature. Writing is a more natural mode of expression for your deeper thoughts and feelings than the spoken word. You have an ability to concentrate and work intently on anything which holds your interest. However, you prefer to avoid routine, monotony, and mental tasks.

Your combined names of Henry Chong gives you the desire for peace and harmony in association, but they cause you to suffer through personal and material losses, and shattered ideals. These names create a difficulty in retaining your individuality because of your emotional involvement in the feelings of others. You are brought into contact with a great many people to whom you are required to give much, but you receive little in return, often not even appreciation. Your efforts are scattered through a lack of perseverance to finish what you start or because your involvements prevent you from following many of your plans through to a successful conclusion. Mental confusion could result, and your health could be affected through the nervous system.

Monday, May 03, 2004

Thanks to the expertise of Rikky and Steph I am now the proud owner of a less tacky lookin template for my blog. Isn't Death so cute? ^_^