Owww.

My return to gym... so far so good!

Actually really enjoying it. Body has some pretty big aches but... you kind of get used to it, so it doesn't really bother you so much. My local gym isn't as great as Fitness First, just missing a few cables but still pretty decent. Just gets packed sometimes and you really can't follow the plan you've drawn out...

This douche turns 18 tomorrow. Feel like an old fart hahaha.

Discussion with dad and uncle today has resulted in a highly likely trip to HK and VN. Excited about HK.. still nothing is for sure yet. Then again, this would mean laying off gym yet another 4 weeks. Sucks balls.

Davin the noob came over today. Another one of those days where we tried to pass time. Seemed to work alright. Good fun.

Anyways, that's all from me.
David signing out!

Holidays suck shit!

So like the title says, they do suck.

It's not that I can't do anything, it's because there's nothing left to do. So when I'm done with uni I've decided to get a job in the UK. Win :D

Seeing the pt tomorrow, gym timeee! Haven't been for a month, so I'm going to need to start from scratch. Pretty sad, all the effort and time before wasted. But won't be long before gains appear, muscle memory ftw. Set myself a target of trying to gain 15kg. This will be a good challenge, albeit pretty hard...

That is all.

Goodbye LOL.

Hallo!

Well it's been a good three months hasn't it?

What have I been up to during that period? Well to be honest, nothing much.

VCE's over. But that doesn't mean the torment has ceased to exist. I'm shit scared about my results. Fairly certain I'll get into what I want, but it won't be a pretty score. A score of thorns and not roses I think.

Can't get a job, everyone applied before exams and now there's nothing left. Nothing to do to pass time by on the holidays, it's actually quite sad. Due to begin gym again next week. No gym for a month has reduced me to skin and bone again. It's sad :( All the hard work before all gone. But it won't be hard to pick up again, thank muscle memory :D

I'm almost 18 soon. But doing nothing to celebrate it. I like to believe 18 is nothing big, I'll hold out and have a blast 21 instead. People again asking me what I want, but I don't know. I can guarantee that when my b'day is over I'll finally know what I want. It's the same process every year.

Went to Davin's today. Bummed around watching movies and shooting hoops. Better than doing nothing.

Possibly going to Vietnam in mid December, which I have stressed to dad I object. Dislike the place very much and would like to avoid it like the plague. It's so shit, there's nothing to do. If there are no hot chicks I'm not going to waste my time LOLOLOL. Would rather spend xmas and new years here in Australia, which reminds me I need to do my xmas shopping pretty soon. What do you guys want?

Anyways, that's all from me!
Take care.
Davooooo!

You lying prick.

Don't try and act all friendly with me at school,
Then go behind my back and hide shit, and lie.

I don't really understand.
Why hide shit?
Ever thought of coming clean and not lie to me?

So when you spoke the truth,
and you looked at me,
Your face showed regret.

But it doesn't matter.
Do whatever.
Keep whatever you want from me.
'Cause I've finally realised that you really ain't my friend.

You call yourself a mate?
Don't.
What sort of a mate lies?

So quit the bullshit.
And be upfront.

There's no reason to lie.

Do any questions ever run through your mind?
Like, "why isn't he talking to me?"
Wake up fool.
I fucking hate you.
Save your breath and your time.
I simply ain't gonna bother with a lying fuck.

It's you. It always has been.

There’s a reason why we’re here to be,
Together forever to love honestly.

Te Amare
Me Amor.

Mid year results got me bambood.

So the title says. Just kidding. I never got smacked as a child :)

Results came. I was seriously considering not opening them until the end of the year, but then the image of my dad nagging me sorta got me worried so I opened them up and shat bricks.

I did saaaa shiet!

Nah I'm actually not that sad with what I got, because even if I do get a crappy as study score they'll become my 5th and 6th subjects (hopefully) and then 10% of those scores don't count for jack shit anyway. So I'm all smiles :) I'm following DQ's way of life by looking at the bright side of things. So far it's working :D

Those of you out there who aren't pleased with what you got, just cop it on the chin and work harder for that Unit 4 A+. No point looking in the rear view mirror when you should be looking at the road ahead. True? :D

Or you could be like me, accept your not going to get into medicine and resort to gigalo-ness to make a living in this world ;) Note to Yiling: I will sell dammit!


Anyways, sayonara homies.
Daveeto.

Shoutouts:
Dalena: Hahaha you so ugly biatch!
Tony: Get off the fucking phone and do your hw! Quit talking to your gf! I can hear you from my room!
Vincent: Toyota Chaser's are homo.
Pauline: Your never getting your highlighters back! They've been in places you don't even wanna know of ;)

Bleeding UMAT

So as the title says... I've got tonight and tomorrow night to cram all I can to pass this shit and get into Medicine. Otherwise I'll have to resort to prostitution. You can tell my life has been well planned out...

So lately I've been eating UMAT, breathing UMAT, shitting UMAT and even dreaming about it. You heard me. I dreamed about it alright. Dreamed that I failed. It's forshadowing the future I think... Just like some photos foreshadow me and... woops rambling on here. Some people will know what im saying ;)

So for any of you out there, who get depressed and emo looking at your percentiles compared to the other freaky ass Medentry students... your not alone. Come join the boat. We can sink to our watery death together.

And I got to be at Caulfield at 8am? Jeebus... I'll still be half asleep doing this shit.

So prositution here I come. And to Yiling, yes I will sell. Don't be jealous just 'cause no one wants to touch you with a bloody 10ft pole.


Catch,
David.

Wheeeeee.

I really should be doing my Japanese homework... but that can wait :)

Just something random to share.

What happened to us?
We were so close. One day things happened, and things haven't been the same since.
We used to talk so much. I used to trust you with anything, but where are we now?
Even though it saddens me, knowing we've drifted miles apart, I find solace in the fact that you are now a happy person.
I miss our conversations. I wish we could talk more often.
But most of all I miss you.

But things happen, and they happen for a reason. Not everything goes your way in life.

Just understand that if I don't look at you or talk to you, it's not because I don't care.

It's because your with him.


Hahaha well anyways back to homework for meeeee. First week back from school and things are already getting pretty hectic. But I'm not here to whinge :) There's only a term left. Better love it for hating you than missing it when it's gone.

Chao!
David


PS: Still showing the world those beautiful smiles? :) I hope so!

And now it really begins.

Wei?

Term 3 is here! DUNDUNDUN. Yeah. I'm boned.

Homawock is still to be done and UMAT hasn't been touched for god knows how long. Fried. But if I look on the bright side, I had an awesome 3 week break. Ka-ching!

So they say term 3 is where you have to put in the real hard yards. Knowing myself, I'd probably slack around like my typical self and be up to no good. As a result, I have decided to do the following:

Give up MSN.
Say bye-bye to Facebook.
And as much as I hate this... give up my beloved baby. My phone.

Desperate attempt to improve my grades.

I know it's gonna be hard. No doubt my friends would give me a day before I break my goals, rip out the phone and start texting the so called bajillion chicks I know. But I am determined to prove them wrong. When will they wake up and realise the "pimp" tag does not belong with me? *facepalm* This time around, I'm gonna be a hermit in my bedroom studying. No joke.

So what have I been up to these hols? Don't know where to begin actually.... and in no particular order...

Went to play indoor soccer with the boys. Heaps fun, cept for the fact I'm unfit as fuck and ran out of breath after 30 seconds. Gotta give up them smokes. Just kidding! I don't do that shit.

Alison's b'day! Won't go into too much detail but had an awesome timeeeee! One thing happened that night that couldn't wipe the silly smile on my face for the rest of the week :D

Toy Story 3 with Hilary! Did anyone watch the movie and come close to crying at the end? Yeah, I was so close but I couldn't look like a dick next to Hilary now could I? And dang that popcorn was never going to be finished...

Ian's b'day! Even though I didn't skate (I swear my leg was banged up and I was out of money anyway) it was entertaining to see the fails of those who were new to iceskating. Special mention to Raymond Chiu for his epic stacking. Brought a tear to my eye. Seriously.

Coffee sessions! You guys know who you are. It was super dooper seeing you all again!

Sorry if I've left something out!

All in all, I caught up with the ones worth catching up with. So I'm a happy man.

Anyways, over and out.
David.


Shoutouts:
Ray: Your computer bluescreened? I bet no one's gonna buy that at school hahaha.
Dalena: I haven't signed up for that shit yet... your on your own. For now :D
Anna: Magnum icecreams? *facepalm*
Yiling: Awesome? I think not.

Bieber Hate.

ALLO ALLO.

Yo!

Anyone have Bieber fever? Raise your hands! *Raises*.

Just kidding of course. I hate JB. If your sitting there going, "oh but he's so hot" or "he's such a cutie" or stupid shit like "I'm going to marry him!" then you are clearly, VERY clearly the world's biggest retard. Stupid retard.

Anyways, this is all I wanted to say so yeah... LOL :D

Peace homies.
David.

Shoutouts:
Ray: Hey baby I'll give you nickel if you tickle my pickle ;)
Anna: Stop thinking about dick :P
Yiling: BABY BABY BABY OOOOOOH!
Han: No I will certainly not speak fob language, or say my name in Vietnamese! :P
James: I'm gonna mug you for that watch one day. Rich cunttttt.

You're driving me ape shit.

Whaddup?

Let's talk about friendships.

Now I'll begin by saying that I'm not the most moral guy out there. Sure, like all boys I should be following the bro code. And that means bros before hoes.

But sometimes I put chicks before dicks. And for very good reasons.

Sometimes I just don't get what I deserve from my mates. I'm sure many of you out there would have felt the same way at some point before. YOU put in the effort and just get run over by the unappreciative assholes who you call your "friends" and they don't have the common courtesy to thank you even for the little things you do. How dejected and deflated does that make you feel? Stings like a bitch doesn't it?

So, whenever I don't wanna do things with my friends or go out and do whatever with them, they're always asking "why?" when they clearly should already know the answer: They're complete jerks.

There's always tension when I hang out with some of my friends now and it's splitting us into tiny fragments and to be quite frank I don't think anything can save us. It would be good if this could all just go away so we could be what we used to be but reality is, that just isn't going to happen. What some of you might find disappointing on my behalf is that I'm unmoved by this.

Thing is, friends come and go. You drift from your already existing ones only to make new ones anyway. It's a cycle. It's life.

That's not to say that when friendships end you should forget about the good times you had together and act like you never knew them. But forever I'll think of them as good times before they changed and became a total dickheads.

But there's always those other "friends" that are always by your side. Through the thick, the thin, the good, the bad and the sad times. The one's who can treat you right, put a smile on your dial and have the remedy to cheer you up at any moment. One's that don't judge you in 2 seconds and take your genuineness for granted. They're the people who you should be calling your "friends", the people that will last for eternity and not for a day before a bitch fight breaks loose and shit hits the ceiling and before you know it it's gone down the toilet. (Did you run out of breath reading that one? :P)

So for all you folks out there, if you don't receive the happiness you deserve from someone then simply don't bother with them. Don't waste your time trying to mend things that won't be mended, trying to fix things that are broken beyond repair. Because you deserve better. You just need to look elsewhere for that something or for that someone that will treat you how you should be treated. Someone who's constantly disappointing you or letting you down clearly isn't worthy of the trust and love you give them. So don't waste it and give it with someone who truly deserves it.

They can choose to be your "friends" and if they don't want to be so, then fuck it. It's their loss.

To my lovers and my haters.
Peace.

David.

PS: Remember to share your beautiful smiles with the world! And be happy chappies! :)

Shoutouts:
Ian: Your my lover baby ;)
Tina: You got that song stuck in my head! :O
Ray: Cheer up you depresso.
Dalena: Getting kinky with Linky eh? :P
Kaya: Quit stalking! :O
Crystal: Friends? :) Or too cool for me now? LOL
Vicky: No missed calls babe ;)

What rocks your boat?

What's hanging?

So yeah. 1 month out from the middy's and counting. Excited? I bet you are! *nudge nudge* ;)

It's 8:40 and I should be studying and I certainly have been. Just sparing some quality time to update all my stalkers out there. I'm joking... *cough*

The most boring start I've had to the week in ages. AGES. Ever had the feeling your so bored you wanna cry? Now you know how I feel.

Today, chem class was like having a hot poker shoved so far up my ass it had to be surgically removed. Fell asleep and goody two shoes made me stand up and walk around the classroom because I was tired. Like that's gonna help me pay more attention and wake me up yo.

Bracing myself for double english and double physics tomorrow. Wednesday is my "crock of shit" day of the week. If I've got any predictions for tomorrow, I'll learn nothing again in english (how typical) and zone out in 5 seconds of physics (even more typical). Go figure.

Thursday? Table tennis training after school. Like anyone gives two shits about winter table tennis anyway. Summer table tennis was the real deal... And where's my gold insignia for that? I didn't play in the 1st's for nothing. Just kidding, of course it was just all for the school...

Friday tops it off with a goody physics SAC after school. Oh am I pumped for that. No seriously, I am :D Bar the after school bit...

Year 12 formal's rocking soon! And am I excited? Oh hell yeah! *raves* Still got no idea as to what tux to get though... but plenty of time for that shit after mid years. Told dad it would be massively expensive and was expecting him to flip it like a madman, 'cause you know how all Asian parents are like, stingy yeah? LOL. Don't get me? Head to Youtube and watch them mychonny videos. They depict Asian parents perfectly haha. Well, not exactly but you get me right? Anyways, all dad said was, "Oh yeah that's like nothing relax". Fully sick bro.

Plans for the rest of the week?
Ain't got any. Wanna make plans together? ;)
Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Yeah well, don't deny it. You know you want it ;)

Anyway, back to the books for me.

Fuck you haters.
Bang you lovers.

Take care!
Davoo!

Shoutouts:
Davin: Yeah, that scarf of yours has all the ladies talking... *cough*
Ray: What a beastly haircut. Hate to say it but, tops Yiling's by miles and miles and miles :D
Yiling: Seeeeee beeeee efffff? See bf? Seeing your boyfriend? Who'd wanna be your bf? Poor bloke... :P
Smiddy: Great stuff with the blog yo.
Tina: Yeah, let's catch up soon :D
Vicky: Your important to me toooo! :)

Mother's Day.

What's going down yo?

Haven't posted anything in a while. Too busy being preoccupied with school and school related shit recently. Sorry!

Today is Mother's Day! So what did you do for your mum today?

Rewind!

Had 2 SAC's this week and yeah, typically feel like I got horrifically raped. Still, at least I had fun with Andy for the chem SAC making esters. We ended up making nail polish and yeah, certainly got high on that shit. And as for the english SAC, well fuck that I don't want to talk about it.

The Feast of Edmund Rice was on Tuesday followed by the 10km walkathon. Got home to witness my left foot drenched in blood... then had to attend tutor. Fried.

Helped out at the Edmund Rice Centre on Wednesday after school and can't deny that I had a great time. I got no homework done that day because of the EREA dinner that followed but don't really mind. The feeling you get when you know you've helped someone... nothing tops it. So it all works out in the end.

Table Tennis training Thursday after school. No one takes that shit seriously anymore. Harro loves to rage it doesn't he?

Friday was just all chill from 3:25 onwards. Would have loved to go keep fit with a few games of badminton but decided to catch up with some friends and attend the Health Expo at UniMelb. We all had a good laugh upon seeing Yiling's epic haircut. I have no words to describe the masterpiece that the hairdresser bestowed upon her LOL.

Saturday, was all tutor then went to state and got no work done. All Pauline's fault. And then slept in church as per usual. Dad kicked my leg a countless number of times to wake me up :D

Which brings me to Sunday.

Happy Mother's Day to all you mother's out there!

This is just a little something I want to express to my mum.

Dear mum,

How you doing? I hope your fine up there. Is god treating you any well? (laughs) It's approaching a year since you've been gone, but there hasn't been a day that's passed when you haven't come into my thoughts and prayers.

It's been a year too long. Will you be coming back anytime soon? I wish this was all a bad dream, that I'd suddenly wake up and you'd be there like nothing ever happened. Things are still weird at home. Your things are still lying around left untouched. I guess no one can bear the thought of erasing memories of you.

I always thought that you'd get better. I knew you were a fighter and thought that you'd easily conquer the uphill battle. And now I believe my overconfidence led to the consequences.

There were so many things you were yet to witness. But now you'll never never see me grow into a fine young man, or be there for my birthdays. You'll never see me graduate, get married and witness the things that would have made you proud to call me your son.

But you told me to be strong and I will. Though the tears are falling as I type this, they're not tears of sadness but of joy because your finally in a better place.

Anyways, I've gotta go. Dad's home and my balls will be on the chopping block if he sees I'm not doing hw :O Talk soon?

I miss you.

Love your son,
David.


Shoutouts:

Yiling: What sexy hair yo.
Davin: So much for "so much" LOL.
Pauline: It's a cycle. Rich ---> Spoilt ---> Rich :P
Kaya: WHAT!? You have 7 kids? At this rate you'll have 100 in no time!
Vicky: Hold your head high babe. Fuck what the others say.
DQ: Pimpppppppp!
Anna: Richard has a Richard :D get me?

Year 12.

Let's begin with the whole Year 12 episode.
I'll just summarise my life in a single word. It's pretty simple: School.

The hours of homework I'm crushed under, the little hours of sleep I get and all the extra curricular things I do always leave little time for self appreciation. And the cherry on top would be the pressure from my old man to get into a decent university course.

The fact that I'm always short of time to do even the simple everyday tasks like do homework or go out with friends drives me bonkers sometimes. But it places me at the boundaries of my limits and the adrenaline is simply just: bloody exhilarating.

And when I have a hard "think" about it, I fucking love it. I love Year 12. And no, I'm certainly not being sarcastic here. And no, I'm certainly not a Jackson Chen. Quack.

Sure, this year's list of subjects aren't the most enjoyable [Eng, Chem, Jap, Phys, Spesh], but I have no doubt that there are people out there who have it even harder than I do.

So really, people who are finding Year 12 hard should really just harden the fuck up and stop complaining. 99% of the time you've got it better than someone else has out there, so be grateful for what you have. Remember that there are people who are envious of you, and far worse off. You just don't know it.

So embrace Year 12. One day you'll look back at this god awful shitty mess called VCE and realise it was an experience that made you richer.

Peace out.
David.

PS: Don't forget to smile! :)