Weekend No. 44

Here are some photos that have accumulated over the past week (hover over for some captions)

nomenclature (noun). a system of names or naming things

I’m going to have to  re-learn 3 units mathematics for my tutoring class. I’m not looking forward to this tedious job, bar Circle Geometry and Further Trigonometry!  I have a week to prep up on harder inequalities and logarithms; let’s hope it’s as easy as it was back in school.  I’m afraid my capacity to take in and understand things quickly have drastically decreased, thanks to university.  Ironic isn’t it?  The highest level of education available in Australia disregards pretty much all you learn in your previous 13 years of learning in school.

I found this ad on one of the blogs I follow, and noticed the pecs were a bit pointy:

I visted my cousins tonight and we spent most of the night jumping up and down, dancing to the legendary tunes of Michael Jackson.  Talk about a G-rated version of clubbing; FUN!

unimpeachable (adj). beyond reproach, blame or doubt

I feel as if I had a very productive day today!  When I employ the term productive, I mean that I got a lot of things done during the day to the way I liked.  Of course, during the wondrous break, productive would mean things I wanted to get done and what not.  I woke up to the phone call of Abarna and realised I was late for a meeting I had at the bank with some fellow branch members to set up an account.  But then it turned out that I wasn’t late, because the meeting was at 10:30am not 10am.  I was outside Westpac for 30 minutes waiting for Melissa and Andrew, and many things amassed that funnelled through my sense of sight.

There was a man who smoked incessantly, one cigarette after another.  He wore a parka, some trousers and a maroon beanie.  He had not shaved in a while and was greying.   He was very tanned for an old Asian man, my guess he came from the South East of Asia.  I didn’t like the fact that he kept standing on the side of the path I was on as the wind kept blowing smoke in my face. This undo’s the fact that I stay away from cigarettes, as it makes me a passive smoker.  BOO! Wonder if it’s possible to make the CBD a smoke-free environment…… Just an idea, of course.

I also witnessed this girl walking pass on the phone, exclaiming to the a person on the other end of the conversation “Why did you call me for?!”, which I thought was a pretty silly question to ask someone on the phone at the top of your lungs to the point where your mum gives you an eyebrow-look of wtf/confusion.  People call people for reasons, I don’t think there is a need to ask something this silly question at the top of your lungs whilst strolling along the street with you mum teenage girl with long black curl hair.

I also witnessed a lot of tall Asian boys and short Asian girls (Andrew is a tall Asian boy, Melissa is a short Asian girl), who were on their way to some sort of adventure on a Friday.  This was weird as they should of been in school.  The students that I tutor will not succumb to the trend of truanting- no thanks sir!

After an hour and a half with the bank and post-office, I finally was on my way to reading up on electricity and ecosystems as prep for the student I’m currently (private) tutoring.  I got a call tonight to work at a centre, and will trialing that tomorrow morning at the wake of dawn (9:45pm). We’ll see how I go.  These past two days of tutoring has been fun, however my voice has been straining.  Dad suggested I had a cold, but I don’t.  I have two tutoring sessions tomorrow, so I’m gonna rest up and not sing along to the music of John Mayer and Josh Radin (and Sexy Bitch, admittedly.  I’M SO EXCITED ABOUT BEACH HOUSE!!!!!)

I also watched S.W.A.T (the movie) tonight, finally.  I should have been personally inviting people to the Dinner, but gave in to the likes of LL Cool J and Colin Farrell.  I will go see who’s online now!

Oh.  I found another aspiring artist on the Tubessss
His voice is so lovely to listening to.

magisterial (adj). characteristic of a master or teacher

Despite the fact that I’m on break from uni, I have a lot of work to get done. I started a tutoring session this afternoon.  I forgot how much I learnt and now need to revise electricity and ecosystems so I come across as a knowledgable teacher. I also need to read over the NSW constitution so I know how to properly fulful my role as a branch secretary. Then after, will have to type up minutes and distribute them to members.

I love this dude’s style (thanks to Thomas for the link!):
His name is Joseph Vincent and he causes me to drool when he plays, especially his acoustic version of Keri Hilson’s Knock You Down and his cover of Jason Mraz’s A Beautiful Mess (L)(L)(L).

I will get to work!

oligarchy (noun). government by a few, especially by a small faction of persons or families

I’m currently chowing down some of the chicken wings Mum has made as I missed out on dinner tonight.  (I’m feeling really buzzed up at the moment so pardon my lack of punctuation/grammar/logic in general).  These are the wings that she said she would help me marinate, then freeze, so I can take it down to the beach house for us to feast on in case we got hungry; she had, in her mind, allocated something like 5kgs to bring down.  Obviously, this wasn’t such a great idea because it wouldn’t be fresh and blah blah blah.  She still hasn’t taught me how to marinate, as in what is in her marinate recipe.  I will ask her soon so I can attempt to make it at home before I do it at beach house- this way, I don’t run the risk of ruining perfectly good chicken.

I woke up at 9:15am today, feeling quite good.  Mum had not woken me up at 7:30pm and, instead, left me the car at home so I could drive out to Miranda later to help her out at the store. I’m currently still in my work uniform, as I only arrived home around 45 minutes a go and have not had the chance to shower and change, but will do so after this post.  I, again, drove at 100km/h to and from work.  I was G, but am not ever doing this speeding thing ever again because I saw 5 cop cars all up today whilst on the road, but luckily had slowed down enough to not get caught.  I think it was some higher being telling me to cease going of 90km/h in 100 zones.  I shall abide.

I attended another local Liberal Branch meeting today, where I was given the role as branch secretary!   WOOOOO!  Although it’s an unpaid position, I’m really looking forward to working with these people in reshaping the area, that is, how it is portrayed and how it is embraced by the community itself.  There is an Inaugural Dinner on the night 19th November!  So that’s our main project! I’m gonna invite some people who I think will be interested to come.  Of course, if you’re interested, click on the link or message me for details so I can add you to my table! Students get in cheaper, like 50% cheaper, so DO COME ALONG!

I visited Jess’ after to drop off a DVD.  We decided that we should get together and write a song or something throughout the course of the break.  Her room has so many fascinating things! I kinda wish my room was like that.  Also, might go on a trip to Melbourne to soak in some culture.  Hito’s photos had me in awe, and Jess said it only costs $30 to get there, so I might.  We shall see how my parents feel after beach house.

That’s all.  My shoulders hurt.  Sorry if this made no sense.  Good luck to you all who should be studying but have taken your time to read this post, and hello to you beautiful people

schadenfreude (noun). a malicious satisfaction in the misfortunes of others

I went to see This Is It today with Nessa, Abarna and Kimmy! It was so inspiring!  Had he not pass away, the concert would have been off the hook!  I’m gonna learn the moves to Thriller so I can dance it PROPERLY at nightclubs and what not   I suppose what the movie did for me, besides giving me the urge to dance, was to highlight the truly compassionate side of MJ.  He really believes in love, for other human beings and the environment, and chose to convey this through song.  It undid all the media portrayals of him as a ‘wacko’ and demonstrated a much more, down to earth man who loved music and dance (and was pretty much the epitome of true popular entertainment).  Originally, I was not going to watch it because I thought it was mere footage of preparation for his concert; but it was that and so much more.

Yeah.  I’m gonna go bed now.  Exhausted and I have work tomorrow!

dialectical (adj). relating to the art of debate; arriving at the truth by the exchange of logical arguments

I determined today, in the car on the way to work through a dialectical daydream, that I absolutely hate liars/being lied to.  I recently met this person and very quickly deemed them my friend because we have pretty much the same interests, aspirations, taste in food and humour.  I shared a lot with this person because they seemed to genuinely want to know about me and in turn shared, in my opinion what was, a lot about them.  I thought we were gonna be life long friends- how naive of me to actually concur to a statement made with words to that effect by this ‘friend’ themself (from here on in, I will refer to this person as friend, ironically).  I picked up on friend’s tendency to tell white lies to get out of situations they didn’t want to be in, such as ‘a sore throat’ or ‘a massive headache’.  I thought this was rather innocent as I know quite a lot of people, including myself, to use these white lies to to get out of meetings and work in general, so I didn’t think much of it.  In fact, I thought it was rather funny at the time because friend’s act was heaps entertaining and the person they had a meeting with had been so eager, which was funny.  In retrospect, I now feel as if I should go seek out that person who wanted to meet up with friend and tell them that friend had lied to them to avoid that meeting.

I suppse what got me was during the break.  I had bonded well with friend, and really wanted to catch up over the break, however short it was.  However, they were busy with something and we never got to meet up. I didn’t think much of it because we could always catch up at uni anyways- wee both pronounced we were flexible with a lot of things, time included.  When classes resumed, I was eager to find out what friend had done over the break.  They said something about going interstate with family.  It was all very vague, very standoff-ish.  At first, I actually thought it was me who had caused them to become vague and standoff-ish with me.  It wasn’t until one very boring day that I logged onto the infamous Facebook and found photos of stuff over friend’s break and realised that what they told me was a lie.  I was disappointed that friend failed to share this with me as I know that friend knows I would have loved to hear their stories and experiences.  I was, put simply, cut.  I felt betrayed and somewhat outraged.  I seriously thought I could trust friend, but apparantly not.  My trust was betrayed by someone who I had met for the shortest amount of time.  It was truly disappointing.

What’s worse is that this betrayal had evolved into some form of hate for all liars in general due to another incident which occured whilst I was browsing on Facebook last night.  I was again, just browsing on friend’s page because it appeared on my News Feed.  I accidentally had tapped on the Info tab, instead of my Home tab, and found that friend had lied about themself.  I felt betrayed all over again because what I thought I knew about friend was not what everyone else knew.  Who I had spent time getting and wanting to know was what not how they wanted to portray themselves on the internet/to other people.  It hurt to know that.   I suppose I had let the first instance of being betrayed go because I can tolerate it- I understand that everyone is human and is allowed to slip up once in a while.  But I feel differently this time- I really don’t like being lied to, especially IN THE FACE.  It has definitely deterred me from telling white lies to get out of situations I don’t want to be in.  It reiterates that oh-so-humble notion of I HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY. It has made me realise there are people in the world who are willing to lie their way through life (Mum says that these people are arrogant and that I should not be their friend any longer: Thanks mum).  I think I’m just gonna avoid friend from now on in.  I really don’t want to feel betrayed again.

gesticulate (verb). to make gestures, especially when talking

Today, was sorta like a taste-test to the couple of days that will be the 29th November to the 3rd December (the Beach House getaway).  I spent it with Nessa and Vee at the Bondi markets! I could honestly spend all day with these girls . It’s really nice when nothing is forced and all comes naturally, like dancing in the car with the music to full blast and other similar antics.  FUN TIMES AHEAD GUYS!  I also purchased 2 summer-y dresses for summer and ordered “Shoe string fries” for lunch, but turned out to be French Fries like the ones from Maccas. Sad

I love this! ‘Who says I can’t get stoned?’ He looked kinda stoned on the Rove, but I missed his interview.

Eric currently thinks he is Wolverine and currently slashing his pillow for no particular reason besides thinking he is Wolverine.