Never again...

Well it's quite morning now and i've barely slept all week. Despite that, in fact i'm sure it might even have something to do with the lack of sleep, this week has been an extremely interesting one. Thanks to good old raw caffiene pills (aka nōdōz) i've managed to do it, perhaps they will write that on my tombstone next week, as i have spent slept a total of about 6 hours since monday night when i think i actually got a propper sleep, on that note i probably should sleep, but i think the 400mg of caffiene i've ingested today is going to disagree with that, even with the alcohol counteracting it.

Maybe I should try anyway.

As a friend

Today I went back to uni, oh the horror. I have no idea what I'm going to do with myself, i'm having serious doubts about being able to do honours, I should be able to get into honours, but it's going to be tough and im already starting to lose it. I need something to motivate me, I just really don't have any determination and a very short attention span.

Today when I was leaving uni because I couldnt be bothered waiting around for another hour for maths because it was getting dark and cold, I bumped into a freind from first semester first year that I have only spoken to once since then. I ended up talking to her for about an hour sitting at a cafe thing on campus. There are a couple of people mostly from uni that I would like to catch up with again, especially when you are in a class with someone and talk to them at least 3 days a week for 4 months then don't have another class with them ever again and amongst the 50-100,000 students or whatever the hell we have, you don't ever see them again. We even have each others numbers, I almost actually messaged her a month or so ago and then again last week and I stopped myself and thought, I haven't seen this person for so long, whats the chances they want to speak to me again let alone still have the same number. Neither of us have changed numbers. (No just because she is a she doesnt mean anything, before anyone suggests anything :P)
So I ended up making it to maths anyway, because I had something to do for the hour in between.

Though during the time i wasted in between classesm 4 hours total, I didn't do any study, turns out all my assignments are right here on my desk. *sigh*
Instead I went through my phone and messaged random (or not so) people. 'random'... Michelle messaged me first and thats kinda what made me do it, that and boredom. I ended up even messaging Ash just for the hell of it, mostly so if I see her around somewhere I can still say hi. And ended up talking to Rhiannon via messages for a while. Hmm which reminds me, I ended up spending more time at work last night trying to type messages under the counter than I did doing work, because I was messaging Michelle heaps. Maybe I am turning into a flirt, though as I said before; I need to talk to more girls if I want to find someone for me.

A wise man once said "as the limit of the number of women that you proposition approaches infinity, then your probability of achieving burnination approaches 1.0."

One last call for alcohol...

Best night out ever! I know i've said that quite a bit on this blog but it was so good. Unfortunately I'm now 20, but after last night my mental age has actualy decreased significantly. There was quite a large turnupance, or so it seemed. Quite a large drunkening too. I don't remember most people leaving to be honest. I know we ordered 19 jager bombs at one point and 20 jam donut shooters. Twas a fun night. I have to find out how much cheap drinks went over the bar, and how many free ones I got.

I think i'm becoming quite a drink flirt as it may turn out... i swear i never used to be, but i know i was last night and i have been recently. Though I swear she was trying to take advantage of me all along :P

Maybe this is because I seem to be bad at this single life thing, maybe i should try not to throw myself at every female that comes along.

It's just that whenever someone does come along that i really really like, i can't talk to them. Sleep now

It's not time to make a change...

Hmm well since amy is very persistant is finding out what my last post meant, i'll leave it open to discussion, that's right... bring the general discussion back to life and discuss what im thinking eh? Except jason because i told him when i was drunk posting it. You could probably do that with most of my titles and things within my posts. What do you guys think i'm thinking. Although that's probably one of the easier ones to figure out, or at least in my opinion.

So last night was pretty average to be honest... In fact worse than average... Not sure if it's the fact that I drank too much last week, I'm starting to get over this whole pub/club thing or that I'm just too pathetic to try to pick up chicks or perhaps a combination of the three. Perhaps because I went to subway yesterday, who knows.

To top it off Jason decided that once he was ejected he would go to the beach in the slight rain and freezing cold, and wet as ground... *sigh* so my new shoes made a hella mess of my ankles when I had to track him down and drag his obsessive compulsive ass back to civilisation, and try to get him into a cab... Drunkhead!

Though the night was made a little more complete when i found leftover steak and carbonara on the bench at home :D

The moon don't hand quite as high as it used to

Rocky Racoon

It's been almost a week since i've posted, alot has happened in the past week actually. Many things I don't want to put public, though perhaps I should. If everyone told everything like they saw it, life would be so much easier.

It seems pointless to post it since most of my loyal readers already know about this but i think i will anyway. It all started with the aforementioned drunkening of last thursday.... mission success. In fact, it's analagous to when they made the first atomic bomb they estimated it being less than 1 megaton... in the order of kilotons... What im trying to say is i nearly killed myself with alcohol poisoning.

It turns out im actually too tired to write anything here now

The to-do list of a lifetime

(in no particular order

Get my PhD
Publish something truly unique for which i'm remembered for even by few people.
Write a sonnet... on an often sighted walkway
Start a family
Write an autobiography, even if nobody ever reads it.
Learn to play piano
Learn to sing

Almost

1 down, 8 to go.

So time for some kind of public truth or dare game...

hmm i should put that on my general discussion... ok someone who has balls answer my truth or dare on general discussion: dare's can be saved for thursday night also..

Oh yes... to all who are interested... the plan for thursday is drinks at mine from some stupidly early time... where we will consume many jager bombs early so we start up drunk and dont have that awkward phase where everyone is sober and quiet... we will play singstar.. listen to music and be stupid... someone bring twister too.

Who wants to be included in teh jagerbombs... so i know how much jagermeister we are getting!

I can write my way out of this pain...

One day it'll be alright again...

So, it seems any motivation which may have been imaginary i'm not sure seems to have left me again since i have a report to do by yesterday. I hate reports, and they hate me. Me fail english, thats umpossible. I was told i wouldnt need any literacy skills after year 12 english... Gah! Somebody was lying to me. Apparently I have to write an essay for another subject too... i forgot about that. Hmmm i just counted my assignments outstanding.... 6... 6 fucking assignments... maybe i should be doing this report pretty soon then. Bah, a distraction.

Have a nice day

Today, ben and myself got to play with an electron scanning microscope. We got some pretty decent pictures of a beetle's leg too. I'm going to put them up here next week when i manage to somehow send them to myself since they are 1mb each... hopefully the jpegs are alot smaller.... stupid tif files think they're good.

Today was also liquid nitrogen day, but it sucked more than usual... it's because the committee this year for SPAM (society for physics, astro and maths) is more beer orientated and less science orientated now so they found gay things amusing and didnt do the cool things properly. We need liquid nitrogen! It's so cool, we should get some from the physics labs sometime... i doubt anybody would notice if you just walked in and poured some into some kind of insulated cup and walked out... Someone who isnt affiliated with the uni should do that some time.

Anywho i have pool now so i'd best be off.