nothing special

man, WHY was i stupid enough to accept a shift for the vale tonight? with exams just round the corner (well, it's much more than around the corner), i still can't figure out what made me want to work tonight. i think it may have been the fact that working tonight gives me only 2 or so days to study for my oral exam on tuesday and that that pressure gives me some urgency to study. it's pretty stupid i know, but that's just how it works for me, the stress of being under pressure.

i seriously can't wait till saturday 15; here we come holidays.

till then all i can say is, here we come the infinitable amounts of v, red bull, and any other type of caffeinated beverages/ pills/ powders and the many hours of missed sleep.

to the counselling on tuesday 4, physiology on saturday 8, pharmacology on monday 10, pharmacokinetics on friday 14 and pharmacy practice on saturday 15 ..... fuck you, nah....

yeah, it was pretty gay finding out that half my photos from my old posts were all deleted. had uploaded them to my last internet companies system and forgot that when i cancelled, they would delete all my files. it took them a while to realise though, i've been with optus for probably just over 6 months now. ohhh well, tried my best to resurface all my old photos, there are still a few posts with missing photos but ohhh well, we'll just have to take more then won't we.

man, last couple of weeks have been a little hectic. final piece of assessment was handed in thursday which was a pretty good feeling. i had a good two weeks to finish two assignments; pharmacokinetics and pharmacology. both although started early enough to be completed a few days before the due date, had ended up not being touched until the night before. they wanted us to type a condensed formula sheet for pharmacokinetics which could fit on 2 pages. bull is all i can say. my condensed sheets fitted on 4 pages and that's "really condensed as well". ohh well, all i can really do is hope i do alright ay. we had to write about hypertension and hypertensive drugs ACE inhibitors and ARBs which was actually pretty interesting although i didn't enjoy it nearly as much as i would of if i had finished the assignment early.

it does suck how procrastination goes about its way ay. looking for the dreadful journal articles for my essay (mind you, i would be able to bs my whole assignment in the time it would of taken to find a few articles), wiki would lead me to something completely unrelated. can't remember the actual term but i read a whole article on that ringing sound you get in your ears sometimes. you might need to see a doctor if you get persistent ringing.....

so friday was our chill out day. i slept the good few and pretty much bummed untill all the other guys were free. got to sit on the couch and watch the friday night movie harry potter and the philosophers stone which was pretty cool. phuccie called up a half later and i smashed it over to his. we were pretty starving ay. rocked up to tns and ordered ourselves 2 duck burgers and a satay pizza chicken burger. first time ever having the duck burger which was prettty cool. i still haven't been able to eat everything on the menu yet but i reckon i should, just so i can be a better cook.

we smashed it over to sing sing where ricky would be nearing the end of his shift. i actually didn't mention it yet but we had an operation going on; it was actually a project but ricky made operation sound soo much better. operation BS, or OBS as we named it was going just as planned. martin finished as soon as ricky jumped into my car and after picking up martin from the shop we were off. destination OBS was on course and we would laugh and joke of all the stupid things we've done and compared this one to those in the past. the boys also made fun of my seriousness when ricky shared an sms received from myself saying: PBS, 2300 hours. when ricky repied with a "where do you want me to meet you", i replied; just call, we'll find you. geez guys...get into the mooooood!

backing the car up would have been the funniest thing ever with ricky the crazy dude hauling the thing as if it were a freaking dog. after a sesh of laughter we were all focused on the job at hand. each person had their particular role and a few of us swapped over for another to recover. with the car sitting a good 10 centimetres lower, we laughed and giggled like little girls all the way back home. unloading our gold and after fighing over how the final product would look we did a 2 hour of ipm and it was time to go.

after returning to ipm to grab rickys forgotten wallet, and a half over at kp with a kfc feed it was time to drop the boys home. martin and i got to about halfway to indro and out comes a crazy ass trinidad (i think) man running chasing another male whom had scaled the nearby fence. after a bit of hesitation, martin reversed and we both jumped out. the next thing i remember was being on the phone to police and then on top of the male restraining him to the ground in a figure 4. i applaud martin and the other bloke who got him down onto the ground, he definately wasn't a little boy.

having police attend the scene and after realising that we definately had enough for the night, we smashed it to indro where all we could talk of was how ghetto everything was. we named ourselves the ghetto police.........

i had 2 hours sleep and then went to work. i sit here now, after work, bored. i'm going to sleep. thankyou.

we shared a little convo at sunny maccas with ross and eddy and molo whom we had met up with. after the whole discussion of what we'ld do or where we'ld go, we decided to try our luck yet again, in the hole, the brissie hole, the one where no-one can deny the fact that there is absolutely nothing other than the hideous catty which can be caught there. we went anyway.

so we sat waiting (molo and i), for the inevitable reel in of an untouched sea soaked piece of bait where we would peel off afterwards and decide to end the night. it came at 3 in the morning.

we all got home. they slept till mid-day and i slept to fill in the time before i had to start work; to begin my first morning shift at the restaurant

it was a saturday morning, i drove through saturday morning traffic, and breathed in the saturday morning air; it sucked (only because i had a little more than 4 that morning). it was actually pretty cool though. co and di van helped teach me cook the breakfast menu. all i can say is that give me a month or so and maccas might have to improve their menus to compete with me.....

with my wallet half open in front of me, and my brand new spanking license (that's right, opens) visible, i can still remember the feeling i had not even a week ago when i saw those red and blue lights reflecting in my rear view mirror.

we started the weekend early, down the coast after promising to take phuccie and janice for a fish. after picking up phuccie, and later janice, and having a stop by at the old bottle-o (bloody phuccie and his beers), we spent a good few down the coast. having most of the fishing time occupied with eatting whitting and chips and taking shadow photos and sharing the random conversations we usually do, we decided to do a runner after only, from what i remember, a half of fishing (barely much for even the line to get wet). we were to meet up with a few others back in brissie, and upon smashing it home, i got smashed with a 150 dollar fine when i exceeded the speed limit of 110 by 13.

in the instance i saw the dull reflection of the police car stickers while it sits sneakingly within the emergency u-turn behind a shrub of bushes, my sense of hope being that i had slowed down in time was crushed when the lights of justice and sound of terrible were observed and heard. indeed, the sense of terror was not as much as felt until when the officer asked for an alcohol breath test. i literally shat myself (only way to describe it) after knowingly having a few beforehand. blowing the triple got me happy enough to even take the fine and 3 points as something awesome.

GHETTO

with most of the crew inside now, we sat, pretty exhausted, resting in the lounge room watching from what i remember, pirated episodes of my wife and kids. after a good few of them, it was time to get ready for bondys' (we had all decided to take him out to dins for his b'day). upon calling him though, it was discovered that he had an assignment due the next day and that he would only be able to come chill for a few hours. all was good though, we decided to just go to little hong kong or something similar for a small feed and have everyone home early for once.

we picked bondy up and after driving around for a good half or so, there we sat in sunnypark, in our cars, deciding where the best place would be to eat. it was pretty apparent that most of us didn't want to go near market square (the amount of times we've eatten there has put a permanant curse on all of us) but where else? i can't really remember how we came upon the decision to have korean bbq, maybe it were that most of us hadn't eatten it before but nonetheless, that's where we headed next. with janice and i heading to pinelands and phuccie instinctively heading to the korean bbq located next to ipm, we turned around. (wouldn't it of been easier to get phuccie to come to us, rather than have 2 cars go to him...feel special phuccie).