Hey, Hey I Wanna Be a Rockstar

Not that I ain’t… it’s just that I ain’t on the cover of Rolling Stones yet. Heh heh heh…

Alright, silliness aside.

Shit… went clubbing last night at 7. Not half bad ‘cept for a few semi-major hiccups. Had to wait in the damned line for about 1-2 hours even though we had a table booked while the normal guest line moved faster than Michael Jackson dodging the press with a child in tow.

What? Too soon? Damn.

Got in and saw that our table, which did have a sort of reserved sign sitting on the table and a bunch of China/HK fellas already occupying the place. They refused to budge. What the hell man. I was frustrated and was seriously thinking of wanting to settle it, smackdown-style, ‘cause we outnumber those yiggers. Been aching for a good punch-up for YEARS.

Anyways… the bouncers did the deed for us and nicely escorted them away. Finally we got the table, dumped the jackets and got down to get in rhythm with the beat and waited for the drinks for the night. We were opening one vodka (Smirnoff? Absolut? *shrug*) and one Chivas, possibly black label as always.

Shittiest part is that this club, Seven, has this new “policy” where they mix the drink for us. I swear… God knows if they were cheating us. I sure as hell know they were cheating ‘cause 6 mix jars that supposedly contained Chivas doesn’t taste like coke… with a hint of Chivas like someone dripped it off their armpits.

I took 6-7 shots and normally, I’d be typing this from the ICU due to alcohol poisoning. But nah man… I was jober as a sudge.

And the cranberry juice and vodka… what vodka? All I tasted was crappy ass cranberry. Damn this club. They probably just gave us half or less of the bottle altogether.

But seriously… the crowd I was hanging with were Pui Yee’s friends. Really really nice guys. Mostly my VU seniors. Some were graduating. Another dude was in the same predicament as me. Need to do 5 subs following sem and planning to hammer Masters after he’s done.

The DJ played some fair tunes but his remixes involve loads of the same tunes, like the “Sweet Dreams” riff by The Eurythmics, some generic techno loop and oddly enough, a horn. You know, the type you get in a can.

Music was bumping. Crowd was bumping too. Mostly Asians so it seriously felt like clubbing in Malaysia.

Ahhh… good times good times. Will post some pictures that doesn’t involve me looking like a complete dick when I get the stuff.

Peace out y’all.

Now We Have That Out of The Way…

Done what I promised now, didn’t I?

Alright… let’s see. It’s the holidays now. I’ve got a good month left for the holidays. Plenty of time to explore this state once our designated driver returns from… somewhere. His parents are here, so, yeah. He’s busy.

Let’s see… what’s up for the time being… Hm… Alright, going out Friday night. Some special “Glow in the Dark” After Exams party at Seven. Gonna attend that one, assuming that I get the heads up by tonight.

Been hitting High Point’s arcade these days, playing old classics like Time Crisis 3. Pity they don’t have Bishy Bashy (if that’s even the name) that they have back in Pyramid’s arcade.

Pumping tunes day and night whenever I’m at home. Luckily my Chinese prude of a neighbour’s not around. Or that he’s given up and decided to cook a grenade near his ears so that he doesn’t have to listen to my music.

The Dissidia release date for the EU is now officially September the 18th, which means that North America gets it almost a month to 3 weeks earlier than us. Damn it. I doubt there’s going to be a separate release date for Australia and they’re just gonna ship the EU version over. I can’t imagine what they would change for Australia in terms of game content…

Cloud: ‘ello mate! You Sephiroth innit?

Sephiroth: Why’re you talking like that?

Cloud: Oy! You the nong that burned down my home, innit? It’s your shout now, mate!

Bet you didn’t understand any of that shit.

Neither do I, really.

I missed the last show of the Hangover… gonna have to download that now. Everyone that has watched it says its good so I suppose it’s worth using up the quota for. Speaking of which, I exceeded my quota again. Downloaded like, a couple of movies and almost 2 whole seasons of the Mythbusters.

I love their wacky shit. Blowing up everything they can get their hands on.

Well… I suppose that’s it then. I’m off. Got some more shit to buy and more time to waste.

Peace out y’all.

Patricia’s Farewell

There’s not much to be told here ‘cept who Patricia is. She’s from China. Stereotypical Chinese girl. Hardworking. Real stiff. Small semblance of what we norms would call a sense of humor. On the naïve side.

So yeah… she was on an exchange program from China to come over here to Victoria University, Footscray. It only covers one semester so she had to go back after that one semester was done. Upside of it was that she just needed to pay her regular uni fees back in China and she would be shipped over to Australia without any extra fees whatsoever, not counting accommodation.

So after we watched Transformers the other night, which I shall remind you people that are reading this – IT IS FUCKING AWESOME!

So anyways, I stayed over at Student Village until 2.30 a.m so we could go send her off at Melbourne airport. It didn’t occur to me that that place was probably swine flu central so I kept reminding myself not to touch anything funny.

We kept her company until she went to check in her luggage and junk and one of her other China friends were going back with her as well. Funny part was the dude was packing the most ludicrous junk back. How the hell does a dude get so much goddamned clothes anyways? He even brought a silk quilt, which I found seriously, seriously dumb ‘cause you can easily get a quilt but Eric “Einstein” Saniputra went on to argue that these silk blankies keep you really warm at night. Nigga, if it was gonna add extra weight and waste space in my bag, I’d burn that shit and buy a quilt wherever I land in a heartbeat.

Anyways, the China dude totally freaked out that he had to pay 300 AUD for the extra weight. It’s a tough call between what was more ridiculous, the fact that he was on his way back for good and paying 300 AUD was going to make it much easier and he was bitching about it or that the airline was charging 300 AUD for the extra weight that his luggage had.

Anyways, soon after that episode, they kind of resolved it so it was time that we split from the airport ‘cause we had been there for a good 3-4 hours and we were about to beat the sun home.

It seems that Patricia got home safely the other day ‘cause I got her message on MSN. I just can’t wait for the pics that she owes all of us.

Peace out y’all.

P.S: Damn these SHA cunts… I’m overpaying my rent here and forced into their shitty “1 year minimum” contract and I accidently mis-parked Palm’s ride and the agent’s being a real bitch about it. Note to self: Shit somewhere in the room before I leave this dive for good.