Physics ♥

so my title really has nothing to do with the things i'm going to write about..but i'd just like to put it out there that i love physics...

i've finally graduated from highschool and i'm having a blast...so don't try to make youself feel better by saying how lucky you are to still be at school or some crap like that...i'm talking to u bro...

i'm making quite a bit of mulla out of teaching piano for about 2.5 hours a week and it's making my life pretty awsome...

i have some complaining to get off my chest and i'm going to start in 5...4...3...2...1...

i really hate the way people view me...seriously...there are only 4 people in this world who knows me inside out...and they are my mother, father and two brothers...the rest? pah...they wont even recieve a score of 50% in knowing me...hrmm actually maybe a few other people may get around 70%...but thats about as much as they know about me...

let me tell you a fact or two about myself before you get carried away with your assumptions...

I HATE PEOPLE JUDGING ME BY MY APPEARANCE OR HOW I PRESENT MYSELF...

i guess i'm not a specialist geek...but that doesnt make me a dumb ass either...and i guess some people take it that i'm too bimbo for my own good...all because i dont do specialist maths...

so i like to dress up nicely...by 'nicely' i'm not talking about slutty outfits or anything over the top...just things that compliment what i have...surely THAT can't be used to judge a person's capabilities right? but unfortunately i know people who do that...they view me as a complete idiot because i take more time then they do in front of the mirror in the morning...

also...I HATE THOSE WHO MAKES THEMSELVES APPEAR BETTER THAN EVERYONE ELSE AROUND THEM...

it annoys me that people do that...so heres a warning kids...if during a conversation i suddenly become quiet and start to focus elsewhere...you know that you're annoying me and that i no longer want to listen to your babble...occasional "that's so good" or "good on ya" are also things to look out for...if you are sincere about what you're saying then i'm all ears but if you're saying things to make you appear as 'the great and almighty one' then i really don't give a damn...if you WERE a really awsome person then i wouldn't have to start ignoring you in the first place would i?

other than those two factors i hate about some human specimens...i'm usually happy to be around people...it's only when they are in the DANGER ZONE that i become nasty...

i'm a bit too immature for my age...and i can be the biggest douche bag at times....like last night at a party...me + that long glass coke bottle + a red cap...hrrmmm...lets stop there...but seriously...isnt it better to be around someone who isn't ashamed of going all out than people who sit in the corner and pretend like they're not there?

Darebin City Council is GAY...

let me tell you a story...


Once upon a time (sometimes in september last year), my mother parked her car on the yellow line on the side of the road where she wasnt meant to, and recieved a parking infringement. she rushed to the darebin city council to pay the fine so that they wouldnt give her a penalty. THEY GAVE HER A RECIEPT!!! however, the gay people kept sending out letters stating that she infringement has not been paid for...

after about 10000000000000000000 phone calls in complaint, the stupid-heads finally thought to tell us that we needed to put it all into writing...I DID THAT VERY DEED, EXPLAINING AND ARGUING MY MOTHER'S CASE...

one sunny day, we recieved a letter stating that the enforcement order was revoked by the infringement registrar, HOWEVER, we will have to wait for the enforcemnt agency (AKA F***ED up DAREBIN) to accept also...

about a month later, another letter was recieved telling us that the darebin city HAIRY-BUTT-WARTS has not withdrawn the matter against us, EVEN WITH THE EFFING RECIEPT SHOVED RIGHT INTO THEIR FACES (it may have even been shoved too far up their blocked noses too)...

so until this very day, i am awaiting the arrival of the day where i will have to accompany my dear mother to a hearing in the magistrates court to defend our case...




NOTE TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL (AKA CITY OF DAREBIN): please, i beg of you, go to BALLARAT if you want to desperately DIG FOR GOLD...it is a tad lowly of you to scheme to dig the gold from the pockets of the poor citizens who work their butt off for that money...


p.s. i am excited about going to the first hearing of my life...


p.p.s. before i end my criticism, i would like to say:
'DAREBIN CITY COUNCIL, YOU CANNOT REPORT ME IN FOR THIS. EVEN IF YOU DO, OF COURSE MY BLOG WILL GET DELETED, BUT...BUT...BUT...WILL THAT REALLY MAKE ME CHANGE MY MIND ABOUT THE POOR JOB YOU ARE DOING?'

First week of school...

the first week of school is finally over! i've pushed myself into a homework timetable...a minimum of 3 hours per night...how nerdy am i huh? but i guess its only for a year and then i'm on my way to freedom (not really)...i'm thinking of a gap year but...not really sure...maybe i should grap a few friends and travel...but then again, i want to go to uni ASAP...anyways...i'll deal with the future when it comes...well here's a summary for each of my classes during the first week...


ENGLISH: i've got a good english teacher this year...she makes school work fun and enjoyable...she showed us a powerpoint presentation of the english section of the NSW GAT results...she copied out a number of similes which were so halarious...for example: 'the ballerina lifted her leg high, as a dog would if it was standing next to a fire hydrant' and 'her vioce was throaty and genuine like a dog that is about to vomit'...the class cracked up laughing...me? i was practiacally pissing myself...


CHEMISTRY: ok...best chem teacher ever! i had him for methods last year but somehow he's kinda not that great at teaching it...for chem, he's like 'WHOA'...he has a great sense of humour eg. avogadro's number was mentioned one time and he said '6.02 x 10^23...it's a VERY big number with a lot of zeros, just like my bank account...everytime i go to the bank and the clerk checks my account, they always look back at me with newfound respect!' He also made a comparison between redox reactions and an executioner beheading people! how the hell does that work?


SPECIALIST: EWW! it's the first week and i'm hating it already...my teacher is nice and all but the annoying thing is that she goes through the work WAY too fast and she covers the whole board when she's writing something and by the time i can see, she's already written practically a whole book length of maths notes...since she's going on some camp next week, she made us so we can compensate for the times she'll be away...i was like 'my god! you really want to kill me!'


METHODS: another great teacher! the guy really cares for his students...and his method of teaching is so easy to understand...i don't really have much to say because his class doesn't have the amusing qualities of english or chemistry and it's not annoying like specialist...


PHYSICS: i have the same teacher for physics as last yearwhich is kinda annoying because he's not that great at teaching...i mean he's really, really nice and stuff but i don't think that teaching is his major...but he tries really hard and all...haha...on thursday, i came to class early with my friend and since we were the first ones to arrive i stood outside to see how long it took him to realise i was there...surprisingly, it didnt take as long as i assumed...maybe about 5 minutes? nah...it only took about 30 seconds...


SPARES: omg...i finally have spares in my timetable this year...last year i was doing a 3 & 4 subject so i had no spares...this year i've got 5 periods of spares...yipee!!! periods 3 + 4 on mondays, 4th period on wednesday and periods 5 + 6 on thursday...so i leave early at like 12:40 or something on thursdays...


NOTE: i think this is the longest post yet...

Where has my holiday gone? some additional funny stories included...

first day back to school today...i am officially a year 12 now...kinda weird to actually think about...knowing that this will be my last year of highschool and stuff is actually beginning to scare me a tad bit...oh yeah i have made a POLL so please VOTE...

heres a weird story...something that happened to me during the holidays ^_^


THE FCUK T-SHIRT

CHAPTER 1: PRICELINE CLERK

so i got this new black t-shirt from french connection (FCUK) and on the front of the top it says "no fcukin' worries"...so my cousin (jokre) and i went to the city one day...we went to priceline on swanston/bourke street and i went and bought an eyeliner...when we went to the cash register, the clerk guy looked at my top and says something on the lines of "no fu***** worries, hey?" jokre was like cracking up like mad and i'm thinking "what the fcuk?"...so the dude starts laughing along with jokre too...so i said "umm...its an anagram so its ok" and the guy (still laughing) replied "i know i know" and then again continues laughing.


CHAPTER 2: SUBWAY MAKING DUDE

it was at the richmond new years festival that this story began...once again i was wearing that black fcuk t-shirt...jokre and i were wandering victoria street and we felt hungry so we made our JOURNEY TO THE EAST (aka Victoria Gardens, which i dont even think is in the east)...jokre bought some sushi while i went with the fatty alternative, SUBWAY...so the subway making dude walks up to the counter, looks at my top and cracks up laughing (just like the priceline guy from chapter 1) jokre (as always) starts pissing herself laughing and wouldnt stop...the guy (still laughing along with jokre) asks me what i want in my sub...i tell him that i want meatballs with a bit of every salad/vegie stuff...i turn to my dying cousin and ask what else she wants in the sub (since we were going to share some)...she looks at me, her eyes full of laughing tears and says she doesnt like olives...the guy quickly made our sub and ask what sauce i want in it...i told him i dont want any and he was like "are you serious? you really dont want any sauce?" and i was like "well how about you recommend a sauce for me then" and the guy picks up a bottle and squirts some suace into the sub (i think it was honey soy)...i quickly paid the guy and pulled jokre away (the poor girl, she must really be dying by now)...while we were eating...(continue reading chapter three)


CHAPTER 3: THE SECURITY GUY

while we were eating...this security guy walks past our table and looks at my top with this look on his face that clearly says "what the fcuk?"...jokre who is on her way to recovery bursts out laughing again...i nearly slapped the fcuk out of her...

THE END


NOTE: THANKS TO PHISSPACE FOR MAKING THIS POST A BIT MORE WORTH READING ^_^

Cold...

So here's the thing...i've come to realise lately that to other people (those that i don't know very well or i don't even know at all) may think of me as cold and that i think too good of myself...man...i've been a little bit paranoid after this thought suddenly popped into my mind one day after work...i've noticed this at work mainly because i appear so antisocial...i mean, people ask me crap about myself and i reply their questions in like one sentence...or maybe even less than that...seriously i have like a problem or something...for one, i can't strike up a conversation with people i'm not close with...the other thing is even if they ask me something i tend to give the crappiest answer...i'm actually quite shy...i think that the reason i appear cold is because of my shyness...i mean, to those who are close to me i talk like there's no tomorrow but when i meet new people i tend to shut up...and i guess that my shyness somehow reflects into other's eyes as i'm stuckup...i know that nowadays people (girls quite frequently) seem to judge others really easily...i know i do that...but then again...i prove myself wrong sometimes when i finally get a chance to talk to that person and find out that they nothing like i thought they were...i guess people are judged by their appearance mainly and also the way they hold themselves...man...i dont get it...i really do have some sort of social problem...i think thats the main reason why things fall apart for me...

Prodigy...

I was on YouTube recently and i came across a video with a 6 year old music prodigy...watching her fingers glide up and down the keys made me wish i was born a prodigy...that actually would be really awesome...well despite the probability that i might have no friends at school *laughs*...i wonder what makes these kids different to the rest of us 'normal civilians'...is it because they have more brain cells? OMG...or is it because they have an extra CHROMOSOME? bahahaha that would make them an ALIEN or something...well got to be off before the ma comes in and tells me to get off...ciao...

Apparently...

Well...according to some 'experts' (aka my BROTHER) blogging relieves stress...i'm not sure if this is true but since i'm expecting upcoming stress from my last year of my highschool education, i think i should may as well attempt to make a blog...it's to 'relieve stress' as well as accept/reject my brother's hypothesis...