Bumblebee

So as most of you may know, I made a Transformers costume for muckup day and I do not regret it one bit. Sure, it took me most of 3 weeks and a copious amount of cardboard, glue and spray paint but it was very fun making it. I was worried that I would look stupid in it, and that it wouldn't work, and in fact, it didn't. I was so worried and frustrated because it was too short and small and my big ass didn't fit. But fear not, I made some rapid adjustments and all was well. In short, the last few weeks were frantic, the paint job was a bit terrible and I was embarassed to be in the costume. In the end, it looked like this:[ To see the video I based my costume, visit this link. Transforming in action! ]

It was great. Whenever I transformed, I heard so many cries of awe and surprise and I never felt so popular in my life. A Year 7 boy even said that his "favourite costume was Bumblebee". Oh I feel so loved!

As a true engineering student, I must include details of various problems I encountered during the construction and operation.

1. Human Error. As I am dealing with large pieces over 900mm, I only had a 30cm rule and a small protractor and it was terrible. The linework was so dodgy. My car is not symmetrical.
   
2. Mobility. I was forced to ditch my leg parts because I had forgotten to make ankle joints. How silly of me. I couldn't transform from car form because I couldn't stand up and when I did get up, all I could do was shuffle. And not the dance move.
3. Material. I really should not have used cardboard. Maybe because it was a 40° day, but it was absolutely stinking. And sweat. Oh, the sweat! It was terrible. The sweat soaked into the cardboard EVERYWHERE and it was terrible. The arm parts were the worse. The holes for my forearms were meant to be very tight, but the sweat weakened the cardboard and the parts came loose and it was soggy and disgusting. And the car doors were too heavy for the joint and the cardboard ripped. So essentially, I had no car doors.
   

It was terrible. By the end of the day, so many people were kicking it, and pulling up the hood THAT'S NOT MEANT TO BE PULLED UP and the sweat and weight eventuated in a total write off. It's so sad. Thus, I had no choice but to bin the car.

Rest in Peace, Bumblebee
Thou garnered much attention,
And was many's favourite selection,
...
But in the end you failed but my mum would've thrown you out anyway because we had no room to keep you. But you know what, when I'm older, I might make a Bumblebee MkII or Jazz out of aluminium and hopefully I can make tranformation occur with a press of a button.

Grand plans.

Blah

It's nearly been 2 weeks since I've posted but nothing much has happened. Well, I went to Kiama on Australia Day but I'll talk about that later when I'm bothered to upload the photos. Basically, it was just a lot better than staying in the stinky and humid West.

Building my muck up day costume is such a tedious job. And I only recently discovered a critical flaw in it, and I had to make a new part ALL OVER AGAIN. Gawd. At least I made a paper model in HK and discovered another flaw. At least I made it out of paper. This is so frustrating. AND I HAVEN"T PAINTED IT YET! GUHHHHH. 3 days...... I think I can finish. To be honest, this is a rather ambitious project and I, potentially, will look really stupid but that's the point of Muck Up Day. Seems logical.

What doesn't seem logical is that Muck Up Day is one day in the first two weeks, but Muck Up Week is a week, obviously, but it's all the way after the trial period! That's wacky, and it's annoying because I'm having to rush this project. Even though it's going to be completed, it's still annoying. As for Muck Up Week, Lenny and I have grand plans for the school.

Just of interest, I have concluded that HK is a place of very bad English names. What I mean by that is that some of the residents there give themselves very poor English names. For example:

• A 20-30 yo waitress named Yummy
• A 40-50 yo waitress named Phoenix. Cool when she was young, but not when she has grandchildren.
  
• A shop attendant named Purple
• A bank teller named Yeti
• And a few more people named Rainbow, Wansia and Iman Chan (I thought it read Imam when I first saw it. But the text on the name tag made it look like iMan. Like iPod)

And they're all women.

You can see the SEXUAL WELLBEING STORE. Don't know if you can see, but that's an ad of a grandma holding a dildo next to the store.

Why does this man have a phone hanging from his pants?

OH WAIT IT'S AN IPHONE EXTENSION. I watched him receive a call from that phone. Cool, but cumbersome and it makes you look like a turd.

Isn't HK interesting?

(Also, this post is just to try to get fcukyeah.tumblr to get updated again because last time they complained of my lack of posting was the reason for their lack of posting. But they posted yday, so I'm not complaining [anymore] )

Disconcerting Facts About Hong Kong

Whilst I may often glorify the Hong Kong Special Administrative Region of the People's Republic of China, there are many disconcerting and superficial facts that foreigners ought to know.

1. It stinks. HK is a small place. Therefore, residential, commercial and industrial areas often overlap. Of course, sewerage can often be smelt, and sewage is sometimes seen, so that's where the stink comes from. Then there are the stores that sell stinky tofu. As the name suggests, it is stinky. Stinky like sewage. Stinky like rotten eggs. Personally, I don't have a problem with the smell, but that might just be the sinusitis kicking in.

2. The Si Lai's. It's hard to describe a Si Lai, but think of a middle aged Asian lady. 40 to late 50s year olds with big handbags and bulky fur coats. In Australia, the Si Lai's aren't too bad. But HK Si Lai's are just...horrifying. The latest fashion is fur boots and tights and (short) shorts/skirts and down jackets. So imagine a short, Asian lady in denim short shorts with purple tights underneath with big fluffy white boots in a pink down jacket with heavy makeup and purple highlights in a balding head. And they're really loud.

3. The Glasses Frames. It is also fashion to wear the frames of glasses. Sure, it's okay to wear it for something once off, like a silly photo or something. But you dare wear it out into the streets as a fashion item to make yourself look good? I'm sorry, sir/madam, but you look plain retarded. You might as well make one out of paper and wear it on your face. To those who wear them as part of their clothing on a regular basis, I have lost respect for you. Even if you were hot, I now disregard you. Everytime I see frames, I have the sudden urge to poke the wear in the eyes. AND NOTHING CAN STOP ME BECAUSE YOU HAVE NO LENSES.

4. Safety Goggles. They are also now a fashion item. They're not industrial safety goggles, but they're just really thick frames with really thick lenses. It's like they're afraid someone will poke them in the eyes.

5. Nighttime looks like daytime. That may be due to pollution. I am not surprised. The nightsky looks like it's always dusk. Everywhere is brightly lit. Once, I walked into the street from dinner upstairs and I thought the sun was still out but it was just the jewelery store across the road that had bright white lights. It's ridiculous. Unless you live in the woods/gutters/back alleys, there is no dark place.

Unless, of course, when you turn the lights off.

My wallet is crying

Not actually my wallet, but my mum's wallet. And the money from there is actually from my dad's wallet, which is actually from my mum's bank account which is basically my dad's bank account. Why? Because in a week and a half, I have spent about 6000HKD. That's about 750AUD. And that doesn't include food.

Oh my goodness. Food. IT IS SO GOOD HERE IN HONG KONG. EVERYTHING IS SO CHEAP. You have to be here to understand. We have 20AUD lunches for 4 people. We have 40AUD dinners for 5+ people. YOU JEALOUS? But then again, there are the overpriced restaurants. In any case, I have been having 3-4 meals a day (Waking up at 11 does not involve breakfast.) and I have been eating my mum and relatives poor, as they sometimes treat me to food. And in that time, I have gained 4kgs. I feel so fat. Thank god I can't see it and it burns quickly. I weighed my self after dinner (and after a good walk as well) and the number was so LARGE. It was worth crying. I had never seen that number before. Then I went to do some work and 2 hours later, I weighed myself again and I had lost 0.5kg.

I love this weight loss program. I must make more Physics notes and not travel near the speed of light.

I have a confession to make. I bought 4 pairs of shoes. How mildly embarrassing. Now I need to find the luggage space.

Pretty much the only reason I wrote this blog post was to get fcukyeah.tumblr updated. It's a pretty hilarious tumblr. Even though I'm in HK and don't have regular access to internet, I still keep up to date with it, even if I have to go back 6, 7 pages into the archives just to see every post. What dedication.

NOW UPDATE YOUR TUMBLR!

Hong Kong. Again.

Here I am, in HK once again. I make it sound tedious. But it is fantastic here. Escaping the Australian summer for winter. I say that's a good reason. Also because the exchange rate is excellent (1 AUD = 7 HKD. Forget about inflation.) and so is the food. Mostly because the stuff I can get here is so much cheaper. I think if I were to buy it all in Australia, I'd be losing money because the savings offset the cost of the plane ticket. Well, close enough.

I vomited on the plane. That sucks. It was in the last 10 minutes of the flight, which kinda sucks, but at least it was in the last 10 minutes so I didn't have to endure the post-vomiting feeling and be susceptible to further vomiting due to turbulence. Still. Feeling that liquid weight in your bag. Not cool. But I'm rather impressed by the bag's design. Zero leakage. Impressive.

I'm borrowing my cousins' net. Met my second eldest cousin (not sure about correct term) in 5 years. Only 2 inches or so taller, but he has a shark like face, I'll say. And he's just as cocky as my eldest cousin. Good trait to have, but not one to be on the receiving end of. It just gets annoying and hilarious.

Oh I'm getting told off for not studying in year 12. Here my cousin is talking how I should be studying right now and I should be doubling my study efforts because I am aiming for a double degree. And my mum believes him.

Oh dear.

Tired...

Firstly, thanks to Niro and Tonia for organising an awesome grade bbq, and congratulations for actually being able to pull it off. Last time I tried to organise something, it was a bit of a bitch. But then again, BBQs don't require payment so that makes things a lot easier. In any case, thanks for the bbq. I don't think the water fights were planned but that was the best bit. But being chased around is not fun. And it dawned on me that I'm rather unfit. I hate running. I'm fine with sprinting, but I hate running, if that makes sense. Long distance running sucks. To me, long distance includes anything more than 100 metres.

My neck hurts. I think that's from lugging 10kgs of ice for aboput 1.5km. And my leg cramped the same day. I don't even know why. And I got a nosebleed today. That also sucks. I really should stop complaining. But I'm in a bit of a foul mood. I'm also really tired, which is leading to my foul mood. The foul mood is due to me suddenly knowing that people are doing work in the holidays and I have not done much. I have done close to none. I've just been reading the Harry Potter series and it's fun. But all these people are doing their maths and probably their science notes, etc. And I'm just sitting here blogging away (I don't have much to blog cos I haven't done much in a while. Nothing exciting, anyway) and making my muck up day costume. I'm actually making one. I hope it doens't look shit.

Yeah, so some people are being studious in the holidays, even skipping out on grade outings and I'm feeling a bit shit for it. I swear I didn't have this competitive streak within me before. This sucks. But at least I have my Harry Potter. There's still humour in the books, even though I've read them so many times, but now instead of laughing out loud, I just chuckle. And chortle. That's a word Rowling uses a lot. It's a funny word.

Chortle. Chortle. Chorrrrrtle. Ch-ortle. CHORTLE!

I think it's like "Oh hoh hoh". I've been "chortling" a lot when I'm reading HP. Especially at the dramatic irony. And innuendos. Her tone is quite simplistic. Very little descriptive imagery, I think. This is what English does to me. I don't want to analyse Harry Potter. Screw you, Advanced English.

Oh noes

There's something wrong with my nose!

Went to some physician consultant in the city today (you may have noticed my lack of presence in the school). Had the appointment because my mum was worried about my nose, which is often stuffed for 10 months every year. I didn't think it was a problem, but then again, I had gotten used to it since I was little. So anyway, I did this allergy testing where the doc put some extracts of particular allergens such as dust mites, grass, etc. and then pricks the skins to see if there's reaction. He used a control of histamine or something, and it itched, which sorta sucked. But then a reaction to dust mites and a bit of cat (not an actual cat) occured, which sucked even MORE because 1) it itched and 2) I now know I am allergic to dust mites and a bit to cats.

All the while, I was given a local anaesthetic for my nose, because the guy would then shove a camera up my nose. This camera was like those sorts of flexible wire cameras that are (obviously) flexible to go around your nose. So he put the camera up my nose without warning. At first, it was fine. There's no discomfort, until he starts going to your throat. But in general, it's really rather ticklish and the doc had to try again because I laughing the first time. Second time, I sneezed. Yeah, that ticklish feeling is the pre-sneeze feeling. But apparently, my sinuses are quite large/swollen and there is bacteria/infected to some degree. Not infected as in diseased, but there's bacteria.

So now, I have to take some meds. Only for 12 days or so. But I also have to get nasal sprays. Sigh. This won't be fun. But at least its not any worse. I mean, the doc made it sound bad, but according to my mum, I'm just worrying too much. At least I don't have to get surgery, or I don't have to do immunotherapy which requires me getting a needle every month for 3 or so years. That could be a pain. So I suppose it's still at the stage where it's controllable. And not requiring drastic measures.

What now?

Exams are over, but I ended on a bad note.
There's more time to go on outings, but Martin's overseas.
I have more time to play games, but I have an engineering report.
It's summer but it's summer. It's stinking hot. And will be stinking humid. I love heavy rain. So much more exciting than heatwaves.

My god, 4U was a bitch. That'll be the end of my rant because nobody wants to hear me whine. Well, at least that's the impression I get from people on Twitter. Twitter is so cruel...

What now? I have an engi report that I don't want to do. I have a new game (LOTR BFME) that isn't that good. I have 8 hours each day that I don't know how to burn.

This lack of anything is so painful.

Badassery

Shuester: "Glee needs YOU to be its ambassador."
Puckerman: "More like its Ambad-assador."

I'm hearing badass being said a lot these days. Including badassery. Badassery is the noun of badass. Yes, I know badass is also a noun, but I mean the noun of an adjective. Like as happiness is to happy. I'm pretty sure there's a term for it. I blame the Australian curriculum for failing to teach me/us proper use of grammar. I mean, basics, I know, but present particples and perfect something a-rather. That I don't know. I swear my mum knows more about those thing than I do. I'm afraid I may have made some grammatical errors in the previous sentences. That's a worry.

So anyway, I was trying to find some pictures of "badassery" or badass-ness. But you don't get very much. You get this American pointing a gun at you, Putin shooting a gun, Obama smoking, a chick smoking with an oxy-acetylene torch and people with tattoos. Not very badass in my opinion. But I think people try to be badass these days. They try so hard to make something spectacular and sure, sometimes they can pull it off. But the chance of failure is so high, and the level of failure is so high, it's hilarious. When people try to make spectacular moves, like sliding down handrails of staircases but then they leg/pants get caught on something and then they tumble down 20 steps, or when they try to do a 360° between the legs dunk from a trampoline but then their leg gets caught on the ring and they dislocate their knee, the failure is often more spectacular than the success.

Speaking of spectacular stuff, I touched the basketball ring! From the ground, not a chair for any of you non believers. Although technically, I haven't touched the ACTUAL ring (hard to explain), I'm only 5mm off! What an achievement. But these achievements are far greater. I especially like the little girl on the toy trike.



This is badassery to the max.
Me: Everybody sleeps in during the hols.
Person 1: Yeah me too! I sleep in a lot!
Me: When do you sleep in till?
Person 1: 8.30am

Bad. Ass. (That doesn't even necessarily mean badass anymore. It might even mean a bad ass)
Actually, that's a poor example, it's just funny.
But you know what is really badass? Blogging during assessment week.

Ladies, please, one at a time.

Untitled is actually a title

SoI haven't been posting. I haven't posted for 14 days. Oh my. I must've lost my followers. But honestly, not much has been happening. Sure, it might be because I'm getting slack. But really. Not much has happened. It's all been like:
"SHIT. ITS YEAR 12! THIS EXPLAINS ALL THE WORK I"M GETTING!"
Seriously. I have so much work now.
Overload on maths, but lucky (sort of) Simmo goes really fast so at least we have lots of revision time, or time to catch up on other subjects.
English is just being a bitch. Belonging is being a bitch. It doesn't belong into what I classify as 'Nice Things'. But at least Wakeling accepts emailed essays. She'll even let you pick up your essay from her house. She won't mail it to you, but that might take too long anyway.
Physics is sorta a bludge. I mean, we have McAuliffe. He's a bludge. And gives away loads of green merits like they're printed out counterfeit money. They're not money, but he does print them out. He gets us to fill them in ourselves. One time, 4 curry dudes asked for a green merit with a reason that wasn't really legitimate. So he went, got a green merit and cut it into 4 and gave them a bit each.
Engi. Thank god we don't have an exam for that. But we have a report. I think I'm doing way too many truss analysis. And we have to build a truss. Dear god, I haven't even started on that. And I have a party on Saturday. FML WHAT DO I DO.
At least I don't have eco. THANK GOD! I saw eco on the exam timetable and I thought SHIT. I CBF STUDYING. And then I realised and I started laughing out loud but nobody laughed with me...

Speaking of parties, WHOOOOOO! PARTAY!!! PARTY LIKE BONAPARTE!!! I'm rather excited. I hope its good. Of course it's gonna be good, I'm gonna be there!

Oh god I'm so alone.... T____T People on formspring think I'm hilarious, but I have to be lame first. T____T Cruel cruel world...

Oh. I had more to post but I forgot. This sorta sucks. Oh hey I remember now. Funny stuff people say.

Daniel Yang: "I'd rather get half a mark [by remembering to put +C for an indefinite integral] than have a social life."

Daniel Yang: "Oh Sandra, did you put the pretty girls [SNSD] away?" *sad face, close to tears*

I think there's more, but I forgot again. T_T this sucks.

I'm so excited! I get to see my other cousin for the first time in 7 years! This my younger older cousin, I saw my oldest cousin last year. Cool dude. So this is his brother, who I haven't seen, as I said, in 7 years. He went to Canada to study. What a smart guy, got paid to work and study on the side. Then he got a full scholarship into Cornell. I called it a raggedy ass college :/ His former uni sorta begged him to stay but he went Cornell anyway. What a smart guy. I'm so jealous. And my older cousin as well! Also went to Canada, came back to HK to work. Give 3 grand HKD to his mum every mum. And plays a few basketball games a month. And they both play fantasy basketball with me. They have so much time on their hands...

I'm so jealous. My mum always compares me to them. I'll prove her wrong by getting a full scholarship into MIT!

Support me, yeah?

Minecraft

I'm getting really tired these days. I think I need more sleep. Some say sleeping at 12 is early, others say its late. Sigh. I need more sleep. Anyways. All I know is that its MINECRAAFFTTTT! That doesn't make sense, but Minecraft is frickin' awesome. You just mine shit and craft shit. It's not quite like what Shirley says. She said "What is Minecraft? Is it Warcraft, Barbie style?" Silly lady. She's sort of okay in thinking that it's like Barbie because I was bragging to Daniel how I had built a new house. It's actually a castle with a glass roof and a tree on it. It has a booster track linking to my other house which is a 3 storey house with a east-facing, glass wall and a spa. And they have mines in them. I think I'm abandoning that world because I created a new world with more fun stuff to explore and build on, like overhanging cliffs, land (my last world was too archipelago-ey) and cacti. I might show you guys around my house if I can record it. Or I'll just bring Minecraft to school.

We actually had/have a private Baulko server where we/Kai and I plan on building a version of BHHS. It's going to be pretty epic. But we're not letting Tim help, after yesterday's incident. A bunch of us were on the server, building our communal house and mining. I was off woodchopping, but I was on top of the canopy to get some saplings when I notice a fire to the side. Then I realise all the trees I was on were on fire, so I fall down, on fire and start chasing Tim whose running away with his Steel and Flint. That bastard. Later, I hear that he has also burned down our house by setting fire to a tree nearby. Our house was made of wood. Screw you Tim.

For my maths table: This is the video of that lady I told you about who thought rainbows coming out of her sprinkler was a government conspiracy. I don't think this is the full version...



LOL AMERICANS.

Sorry, I haven't been posting much. I blame being too tired. But this next video is just excellent.

And it's all over

As you may have heard, us Accelerated Economics kiddies have nothing to worry about anymore! Well, not really nothing to worry about because we still need to get our results back BUT AT LEAST WE CAN"T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT ANYMORE! We've finally done our economics exam. Toiled ever so hard for this, studied our butts off for a year or two just for a 3 hour exam. Speaking of the exam, MY GOD that shit was hard. I've done so many multiple choice questions and I have never encountered some so bad as that. The short answer was fairly good, but once again, I didn't finish the exam. Well, I wrote a decent amount for the last extended response but its not nearly what I wanted. And the actual questions themselves, my god, were they shit or what. It was so bad. Sure you could've written a LOT on them about come on, essays on the effectiveness of monetary policy and case study would've been SO MUCH better. AND MY CASE STUDY! I spent so much effort into it but NOOOO, don't give me a case study question for the extended. Jeez. I think I'm gonna go cry. That was probably the hardest Economics paper out of the past papers that I've done.

After that bawling, what do I do with my economics notes? I'm not going to burn them or trash them, because I spent so much effort into them (and finished the HSC like shit). Turns out I'm giving them away to someone. Well aren't they lucky. They get to enjoy the pain of Economics. To be honest, it wasn't THAT bad, but Economics wasn't a easy topic. It was massive. So much content, it's a little bit ridiculous. And I'm not happy that I've finished the HSC course either. I mean, yay, no more economics/yay, free periods but honestly, to end on that note? How lame.

Sigh.
Now I have the rest of Year 12 to worry about.
Sorry for being so pessimistic.

EDIT:
I think I'm sick, maybe that's why I'm so out of it.
But at least the funniest thing I saw/heard today was a whole toilet roll falling into the toilet. That was pretty funny. And then apparently some Year 12s saw so the person had to fish it out again. Well, that's what you get for trying to be cool and chucking the toilet roll back into place but missing.

Eventfulness

22nd of October, what an eventful day. Full of funtime and goodtimes and great classic hits. Actually, not really, but more like crazy, obnoxiously loud dance music but still, p. alright.

Started off at recess, where I unlocked an achievement! These are my personal achievements, which many persons are not allowed to know, but it was a pretty great achievement to unlock. Didn't expect to unlock it today, but I'm not complaining. Totally worth it, just didn't expect it, but I was going to unlock it in the future anyway. It was guaranteed. I hope. My personal achievements are pretty lame, tbh.

Onto more exciting things, like the Spring Fling! Man, I came to Spring Fling with zero expectations and at very short notice. Everybody was asking, "Are you going to Spring Fling?" and I felt so bad and left out every time I replied "No." So, I was ultimately peer pressured, and I asked my mum whether I could come, and I was quite surprised she said yes. Originally, I wasn't going to come because I had a basketball game at night and I asked my mum at short notice, so yeah, I was surprised I rocked up. With zero expectations, Spring Fling was pretty damn awesome. Obnoxiously loud, though, but I suppose that's the point of "rave parties" like that. Aside from the slightly dangerous laser machines, hot and sweaty TLC and daylight at 7pm (fricken Australia), it was pretty damn fun. I think Sandra got great photos throughout the night, including one of Robin and Yoosung naked together. Can't wait for those photos to be up.

And finally, my basketball game. No, I did not skip out on my basketball game JUST to be at SF. I would never miss out on a basketball game. I just attend late, like Lawrence's birthday party, or leave early, like this SF. I can't believe anyone would think I skipped out on a game just to be at something as trivial as SF. I only skip out on a game for IMPORTANT OCCASIONS, so consider yourself lucky, Sandra Chen, because I attended your Khalil Fong concert (although I admit it was totally awesome. I do not regret you reccommending me FDT =D) But yes, back to this basketball game, I was one of the toughest I've played. Because we only have 5 people, so we had no subs, so we were in the deep end right from the start. And I was playing so badly from the very beginning, I was making bad decisions, I was missing everything, even my free throws. I have over 70% Free Throw Percentage. But I was missing everything. SO DEVO. But we stuck with it, tied the game and I had the last 2 free throws. And I won the game. It was so great. And I played with one contact for pretty much the whole game because some guy clawed it out.

But hey, I"M NOT COMPLAINING BECAUSE WE WON =D

Great day for all.

Soz bro.

I haven't posted much these days, because I just realised the consequence of going back to school.

You get a shit load of work. Especially from frickin' Simmo.

And I still have work to do, so I'll just leave you guys with some videos. They're worth watching, trust me.





And if any of you guys have Twitter, Lawrence is right. We don't know if people actually read our blogs because nobody (myself included) comments. So guys, leave a comment, even if it's because you hate me. At least I'll be infamous.

School Is Fun

Whee! Yr 12, here we go. Funtimes. School is fun, I like starting school again. Except for Simmo's maths homework because he sets outrageous amounts everyday. And the 2nd question (q10 of 6N) is some trippy shit about a k-gon with a really dodgy proof.

I really should have more to say, I have a lot of things to talk about but I've forgotten all of them. Did I mention my deal with my parents of 99 ATAR = Dog? I think I've mentioned it. But anyway, I was talking to my engineering teacher and he said he can help us get scholarships for uni, which is pretty cool. Hayden Wittig, if you guys remember, got a scholarship for Electrical Engineering into UNSW. I can't remember what he said, but he said it was worth 40k or 140k. I think 40k sounds more reasonable. Or was it 4k. I dunno.

So we all knew doing an accelerated subject is quite awesome, but now that I'm/we're in Year 12, it's advantages are really obvious. It's really a great advantage.

1. Free periods. After Nov 2, our former economics periods will become 'study' periods. This means 6 free periods, including 2 doubles on Tuesday and Friday.
2. More time to study for OTHER periods and do extra well in them. That's if you choose to study in those periods, you could just catch up on homework (Simmo...) or just talk which is equally fun.
   
3. You're getting 2 units done first. Because we are only sitting the test for one subject in Year 11, we are getting a HUGE advantage than the Year 12's who have to study for ALL of their units.
   
4. Gets 2 units out of the way so we can have time to study for (potentially) fewer units than the rest of our grade which puts us in a (potentially) slightly better position than the rest of our grade.
   
5. We can leave school earlier if they're the last periods.

So there you go, the 5 advantages of Accelerating a subject (sorry Benjamin Tan).

Finally, it's always fun to post funny things that people say.

Steph: "I always thought Tudor was just a funny way of spelling Tutor" (in reference to the Tudor stationery brand)

Shirley:
"what the hell are bullclips? haven't even heard of them"
"are they the BIG paperclips?"
Me:
"those are still paperclips Shirley."

Shirley:
"blah"
"i'd pay $2 for coloured bull chips"
"WOOAHH"
"i must google them to see if they really exist"
Me:
"bullchips."
"nice ."
Shirley"
"OH MY GOSH THEY REALLY DO"
"=O"

There's more but I still forgot. No Kapilan, I won't be posting pictures of nice girls just for you.

RTA

The Castle Hill RTA is a nice place. All fancy like, where an electronic thing greets you and it's not the automated doors. They have this automated ticketing system because human capital is so 1980s/China. Anyway, the ticketing system is meant to streamline the process, but it doesn't really streamline the process when we don't know what's going on.

But eventually, my mum and I put our thinking caps on and got a ticket for "Booked Other Test". Yes, today was my big day. I went to get my Learner license. How exciting, I can't even spell licence. Is license the verb form of licence? Damn you curiousity, you tangent creator. Anyways, there was a shit load of paperwork but the coolest part of the application process was that when I had to do an eyesight test, the lady told me to read the bottom line and I thought, Where? but then she opened a cupboard (?) door and THEN SHE TOLD YOU TO READ THE BOTTOM LINE OFF A MIRROR HANGING OFF THE CEILING AND IT WAS AMAZING WELL I FOUND IT AMAZING.

Ahem. So I went round to do the actual test and the goddamn touch screen thingy was lagging. And poorly calibrated. I would touch one of the answers and the cursor would end up 2 cm away from where I had touched. POOR SHOW. Anyways, I passed, which is GREAT. Now I have my Ls and if any police pulls me over, they might check my criminal record because I look like some guy who could bash people up for funsies. They told me to have a neutral face goin' on...

Also, whoever reads this and has seen the SNSD Daum screensavers, those things are the stuff of 100% swoon. DAAYMMMMMMMM. So frickin' hot....

FUN FACT: My kettle always sounds like it's about to explode. So do our bathroom tap pipes (pipe shudder) and the upstairs floor (creaking). Maybe we should get a new house.

Speaking of a new house, my house is small (wait what?). Due to the smallness of my house, my mum says that is why we cannot get a big dog. A big dog such as a husky. =( I mean, he ONLY takes up the entire back seat of our Subaru, he's not THAT big. BUT! She did joke to my dad that "Would you let your son get a dog if he got 99.95 in his HSC?" And my dad replied "I'd let him get any dog he wants!" SOOOO, that appears to be my way to get a dog! Albeit a small one. Corgy? I don't want a pure white dog, that'll make me look like...not cool or something. Although I am yet to talk to my dad, I hope that I can bargain that if I get > 98, I can get a small dog and if I can get >99, I can get a big dog. LIKE A HUSKY!!!

Sorry guys, I know I haven't been posting as much as I should be, and for some of you that might be a good thign so you don't have to read this drivel, because this is the holidays and we're meant to be having a great time with nothing to do. But yeah, I really haven't got all that much to do, I've just been lazy. I've been spending all my time partying, been cavorting with the most flamboyant party girls in the Hills area.

Who am I kidding.

Dull life = Dull holidays. *cries in a corner*

Economics Problems? Don't talk to me.

But it's always fun to put Economics terms in simple and crude layman language and examples. Note, I might be/am probably wrong. So don't put any of this in your Eco test.

Anyway, just this morning/last night, Anthony asked me:

Q: What's the difference between decentralisation and deregulation?
A: If something is decentralised, the private sector (not the government) is just like: "Chill, we got this, bro". But if something (Labour Market, for example) is centralised, the government is like: "OKAY BITCHES, PISS OFF! WE'RE RUNNING THIS JOINT!" With gun's a-blazin'. Think China.

As for a regulated something, that means less red tape and other annoying stuff, like OHS. For a deregulated something, think no rules. Less government control of how business is done.

So the difference between centralised and regulated is that with centralised, the government does it all. With regulated, the government is just being a bitch.

(I'm just making the questions up. For the fun of it, the answers are probably obvious. )
Q: What's the difference between inflation and hyperinflation?
A: Judge by the number of zeros. High single digits would be classified extremely high inflation. I'm not sure about 2 to 7 digits, but once it hits 1,000,000%, that's hyperinflation.

Basically, it's more worth it to burn the money to keep yourself warm than to buy actual wood to burn.

(okay now this is getting lame. whatever, it's better than the sporting finals in australia)
Q: Difference in monetary policy and fiscal policy in managing economic growth?
A: Well firstly, they're completely different policies. But to answer the question, MP affects the cost of borrowing money, and this in turn affects demand and supply in the entire economy. It's quite effective in managing economic growth and keeping it sustainable in the short to medium turn. However, it's effects are limited (can't affect supply problems) so think of it as a small wrench, fixing the pipes. .

Fiscal policy is basically the Government's budget, where big changes to taxation and expenditure can occur. However, this can really only be useful on a yearly basis and in big blocks, like fiscal stimulus. A monthly budget would be a bit silly. So fiscal policy can be thought as a sledgehammer. If the pipes are a bit tight and there's a massive leak, whack the wrench with the hammer. Problem solved. Unless you took a massive loan on the sledgehammer or made the pipes too tight.

._______________________.
Back to reality/normal life. Holidays are getting a bit boring, mostly 'cos my trainings are getting washed out by the rain. But in more exciting new, I FINISHED THE TEXTBOOK! BY THAT I MEAN I FINISHED MY ECONOMICS NOTES!!! WHEEEEEEE. Exciting day. More exciting than the grand final.

That's what most of my holidays have been, hiding inside, doing economics. And taking over Europe. But this time I'm British. Jolly good. Took most of France, heading up to Denmark later tonight. I'm still allies with them :/ But it's in my victory conditions to take their land. Oh well. BACKSTAB. Took most of the French Empire now, pretty exciting. They're got barely an empire, only, what, 3 regions left? Taking Paris was easy, but HOLDING it wasn't easy. Napoleon kept trying to take it back (naturally), and the Parisians (?) were too discontent. Had 2 rebellions.

Effing French.

100 Things

I got peer pressured into this. You know the drill, it's the 100 things you want your "perfect partner" to be. How silly. What a complete waste of time.

1. Is female. So simple, yet so crucial.
   
2. Is hot, I guess. But I have this theory that Asians are hot, they just aren't classified as hot. Story for another day.
3. Has money. Can't have a woman without money.
   
4. Has an income. Nothing like a woman with an income.
   
5. Won't ask for my money (too much/all the time/too much all the time)
6. Plays basketball.
7. At least likes basketball.
   
8. Will attend my basketball games.
   
9. Shares my dislike for soccer. God, that shit is boring.
   
10. Plays a sport. Nobody likes an old lethargic lady. Unless they are actually old so they are lethargic.
    
11. Is not a midget.
    
12. Is not a giant.
    
13. Is within the height range of: No more than 4 inches shorter than me and no more than 2 inches taller than me. This is flexible.
    
14. Is within the age range of: No more than 2 years and no more than some age younger than me but not something crazy like 10 years like Japanese people. This is also flexible.
    
15. Is flexible. Like, physically. Because flexible are crazily awesome.
    
16. Is awesome. This is very subjective, but whatever.
    
17. Is not a crazy obsessive bitch. OCD, depending on the severity, I can handle but crazy bitches who will kill K-Pop idols but giving them blood that will not match or those crazy bitches on TVB dramas are not cool.
    
18. Is a little bit loony because it's always funny.
19. Has a good sense of humour.
    
20. Appreciates my fine sense of humour. This is important.
    
21. Will actually get my jokes and puns and not just laugh awkwardly/laugh to fit in/facepalm.
    
22. Will make SIMILAR jokes.
    
23. Can stand my sarcasm. This is rather important.
    
24. Can see through my sarcasm and know what I'm saying is whether the truth or not.
    
25. Can stand my 'bluntness'.
    
26. Will stand my dissing.
    
27. Is not scared of me. This would be a problem if they were, like, they only like me because they are so afraid of what I would do to them. ... A little bit funny actually. Apparently I'm intimidating. Your thoughts?
    
28. Is a ninja. Ninja's are cool. With the sneaking up shit and all. Hours of fun.
    
29. Will not cheat. Cheating ninja's aren't cool. Too hard to find.
30. Can cook. Because I can't.
    
31. Can cook good food. I don't want to eat shit food all day, I could go to Maccas for that.
    
32. Will teach me to cook good food.
    
33. Can knit. Because I can't.
    
34. Can knit good scarves with tassles. (That's an invitation to knit me a good scarf with tassles for my birthday. But I don't want to know how.)
    
35. Can sew by hand. Because I can't.
36. Will teach me to sew by hand.
    
37. Will deal with my injuries that I seem to suffer on a daily basis.
    
38. Has a first aid certificate. This seems like a rather important thing to have in case I'm severely injured.
    
39. Knows Cantonese. Then she can speak to my parents because they speak Chinglish.
    
40. Knows Mandarin. Then she can have some weird conversation because we all know basic/shit Mando.
41. Knows a language I don't know.
    
42. IS MULTILINGUAL. Multilingualism is hot.
    
43. Has a good sense of fashion. For a number of reason, so they can look better standing next to me and tell me what to not wear.
    
44. (or at least) Has a sense of fashion that is practical/I approve of. Usually, if I approve of it, it's good fashion, to me.
45. Will have a dog. Because I want one.
46. Will have a HUSKY.
    
47. Will have another one when that one dies.
    
48. Will give them hilarious names. Like Biznatch. I don't even know why that's funny.
    
49. Will not name our children stupid names. LIKE ZELDA. My god that's stupid.
    
50. Will actually marry me.
51. Will actually have my children. #44 and #45 are important. Very, in fact. Perhaps more suited for later in life.
    
52. Will forgive me if I forget important dates.
53. Won't forget important dates herself.
54. Will give me useful presents. I don't like stuff that has no real use
    
55. Has siblings, because I don't want my children without any aunts or uncles. Cos that would be shit.
    
56. Has rich siblings. Because everybody loves a rich aunt and/or uncle.
    
57. Can play the piano. Then she can teach me.
    
58. Can play the guitar. Then she can teach me.
    
59. Can play any other instrument because that's pretty cool.
    
60. Is relatively fit. That's useful.
    
61. Is okay at sports.
62. Can do yoga. I want to learn that. Seems incredibly hard.
63. Does not mind me leaving things in a mess.
    
64. Will make me clean up (with me) if I leave things in a mess.
    
65. Will find things that I lose in a mess.
66. Knows basic computing and gaming terms.
    
67. Is smart. That always helps.
    
68. Will laugh at my failures.
    
69. Will let me laugh at her failures.
    
70. Doesn't hoard things. My dad hoards things. It's a bit annoying.
    
71. Is resourceful. My dad is resourceful. But most of it comes from hoarding things. So it's a good thing and bad thing he hoards.
    
72. Will let me stay up. Early sleepers are a bit like :/
73. Will stay up with me. A little bit of help is okay. Caffeine, tea, that sorta thing.
    
74. WILL GO TO HK WITH ME AND WON'T DISS HK. Gee, I love HK.
75. Will stay in a relationship with me even if I study in USA, despite HIMYM claiming that long-distance relationships don't work.
    
76. Has a bit of patience. This always helps.
    
77. Is kind. Kind people are nice, funnily enough.
    
78. Will tell me to restrain myself. Essentially, put me in my place.
    
79. Will rage at me to enforce #73. Nothing worse than failure through complacency.
    
80. Will tell me to keep fit/go to the gym if I look at bit on the down side.
    
81. Will accept my statement if I tell her she's on a bit on the downside. See #25.
82. Will be okay with practical jokes so long as nobody is harmed.
    
83. Will play practical jokes so long as nobody is harmed. Practical jokes are fun.
84. Will tell me to do things I should've done ages ago. On top of that, ACTUALLY get me to do these things. Like, immediately. This is what my dad doesn't do.
    
85. Is not crazily religious. Although, this is usually not a problem. It's only a problem when they're really crazy, like, will not go out with me because I do not share the same beliefs as her. (I probably got the definition of crazily religious wrong)
86. Does not have a OVERLY PROTECTIVE family. Those are a bit annoying.
    
87. Is sensible. Because I'm sometimes not.
    
88. Does not have a really dirty mindset. Like those who make a YOUR MUM or YOUR PENIS/VAGINA joke every conversation. Those piss me a lot.
    
89. Doesn't say "gay", "rape", etc. inappropriately. This is what I get for hanging around Lawrence, Codie, etc. a lot.
    
90. Will tell me off if I am a culprit of #85. Apparently I say "faggot" inappropriately. I will try and remedy that.
91. Will tell me to go to sleep earlier.
92. Will wake me up.
    
93. Will not injure me in the process of waking me up.
    
94. Will be cool with my heavy breathing.
    
95. Does things on time.
    
96. Is a little bit cheap. Everybody loves saving money.
    
97. Doesn't spend excessively.
    
98. Actually luff me.
    
99. Eye actually luff 'er
    
100. Will never EVER subject me to something as mindlessly boring as this.
     

What a waste of a post. I'm sorry, to those who expected something better. I didn't put much effort into this. And now I got to catch up on 30 effing pages.

EDIT: sew, not sow. jeez.
EDIT: forget, not forgive. jeez. #101. Can spell.

I can't wait

For the weekend to begin. (8)

Actually, not really. I'm more excited because it's the holidays. PHWEEEEEE! HOLIDAYS! Usually, for me, holidays mean waking up at 10, not doing any work, keeping my bed hair, occasionally going out. My holidays get pretty boring, even more so because I need to study Economics and the shitty labour market and all this microeconomic reform (You. If you're reading, find a day. You know who you are)

BLAG. ECONOMICS. Last two exams were also blag, but whatever, I can't be bothered complaining. Everybody has complained enough already. But seriously, expect Simmo to give such a dastardly extension paper. I don't feel good about it. Oh well. Engineering was so...soul crushing. I didn't finish T__T Everybody seemed to finish. Blag.

As for the Jap, Latin, PD, VA, Music and Drama people, I wish you guys good luck. Hopefully, you won't need it. Hope your last exams weren't as shocking as mine.

I stumbled across this today. Okay, I didn't really stumble across it. I go on AKP everyday, don't usually read all the articles. But this caught my attention, and it's hilarious. Don't bother reading it, it's just a lame interview. It's quite off-topic from what the title suggests. Basically, the K-pop girlgroups have formed a union, like a trade union, and it's hilarious. GIRL GROUPS: A FORCE TO BE RECKONED WITH.

"Journalist: Which present was the most awkward to receive?

All minus Sunny: The love of our fans are put in the presents, how can they be awkward?

Sunny: Garlic juice." (LOL)

You guys should all go on Sandra's Tumblr. It's quite good. At times. I quite especially like this one (I really did say "I see what you did there"), and this one.

I wish I could do that.

(yes I did just change layout. )

I'm so sad.

I'm so sad, Martin's leaving Engineering. There'll only be 7 people left in our class. How sad. T____T I'll never have a guy behind me doing... um... uh.... asking questions. And... uh... making wise jokes. Wait, no, he doesn't do that. He asks me things. Yeah! I'll never have people ask me things. I won't have my Martin to check my answers with. I'll inherit Jason. I swear, Jason thinks he's gun at Engi. I dunno. He's always like (as Maricic is explaining) "Yep. Totes. Of course, DUR. NATURALLY! How could anyone not get that". (not verbatim)

Went to Parra Library. That was fun. Quite interesting, actually. Two levels, I'm impressed. Caso's got more books IMO. But Parra has more desks. "Good" working environment. Depends who you're with. But getting there is tricky. Parra is dodgy, according to my parents. I had to follow Steph, I didn't know how to get to Parra Library. I nearly went into the City Hall. The arrows are so misleading. They tell you to go left to the Library when it's behind you. My parents were right, what a dodgy place. It was only made more weird by Steph's story of how she saw a man peeing outside Max Brenners. The man was in grey trackies, and Steph had no idea how he got his "thing" out and started peeing in one of the potplants but she saw because his urine stream refracted the sunlight into her eyes and created a dazzling yet ever so mesmerising effect.

That was weird.

But yeah, today was actually quite fun. SODIUM BICARBONATE PRAWNS FOR ALL. Ahem. But no, I realised that I'm as bad with parametrics as Steph is bad with transformations/auxiliary angle. They'll be the death of me. If I break my table in the Extension exam, you'll know I'm up to the parametrics question. Sigh... I'm so bad at them T________T

At least I took over St. Petersburg. Who knew Moscow was so far away. Those frickin' Macklenburgs/Macklenburgian and Prussian, I HAD A PEACE TREATY WITH YOU GUYS! YOU CAN'T JUST BREAK IT! I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING! Prussia, I can expect, because I did take over most of its territory, but Macklenburg. I thought we had something special.

Nah, I'm alright in terms of [ :) // :( ] levels. Studying for Engi/Ext Maths is offsetted by my conquests in Europe. I call my bed Europe. Macklenburg is pretty hot. Prussia is a crazy bitch. Having a Bona-partay in Europe. WHOOOOO!





Shou. =)