2nd Sem

Its been a long time. Here's what's happened since last time;

The same.
Kelly and Morgs are still hugging all the time
My hamstring is still fucked
Brock is still the laziest uni student ever
Jarryd still thinks goon is cool
Thomas is still hunting juvies on myspace
Calum stills sings songs really loud at parties

Different.
2nd semester is about to start
Busselton Colts actually have a good side this year
I have very little hair, on my head at least
Brock has a steady girlfriend (no more dry spell)
Cal found himself a saucy gal, Rosabella
We think we have proof that Kerny is, in fact, straight
We have resorted to drinking Export
Tom is hunting new juvies on myspace
Karen now gets drunk all the time

Thats about it for the big talking points. We mosl passed all our units this semester, and are looking forward to semester two, where we might try and be a bit more sociable. Even if it does cost money.

:D

Its been a long time... too long. Last time i blogged i was pretty much a pussy clueless fresher bitch. Not anymore. For an explanation, please read your allocated section:

PARENTS
After a week of tireless study, no sleep-ins, eary lectures, exponential amounts of study, some more lectures, study, homework, study, research, more study, little sleep, and on top of that, some study, we are well equipped for the challenges that uni life holds for us. Except for the alcohol... we've heard of the stuff, but we dont know what it is. In fact, we are so well behaved, dedicated and studious that we havnt even had time to find out what alcohol is. Or shave.

FRIENDS
We have cleverly and sneakily discovered which lectures, labs and tutorials we have to attend and which we dont... Brock is a good friend to have in this regard, as it is well known he is the sneakiest, most devious Lambda Boy of all. We are starting to call him The Piker, as he is fast becoming the one who skips, dodges and avoids everything from O-week, to Traditional Wednesday Student Nights. Unforgivable... But we still, somehow, love him.

We have also managed to scope out the cheapest booze dealers in the area... But not before Kelly got us chucked out of a Liquor Store that was dirt cheap, because he lost his wallet and didnt have any ID. Which meant we had to buy the booze at another place which cost about 20 big ones extra... Good on ya Huggy Bear.

Anyway, the best way to detail the week is probably chronologically.

O-Week was sick, starting with Fresher Ice Breakers... One of which was Musical Boys... When told we were about to play this game, Kelly got so excited thinking he would be able to play some guys trumpets, and blow their trombones, until it was explained that it was actually like musical chairs, excepts girls played, and the boys were the chairs. It was pretty funny, and awkward at

the same time.

We did some other shit, and the next day i had my exam (PASS) and a quiz night... This involves me getting my leg hairs torn off my innocent leg, brock eating hot-ass chillis, and kelly downing a 2L milk in 30seconds, until he realises he cheated by starting early so it didnt count hahahaha. Tool. Then Brock pretty much piked/pussed out on the rest of the week, while me and Kel enjoyed the Doomsday Party at the Tav, where they have cheaper jugs than Zoo glamour models.

Also of note was the massive trick we played on the chicks... They had a girls day, then when they came back to pose for a picture, they got a pleasant surprise... See video for more details!
O-Week ended with another party - Rubiks Cube. For those who are retarded prostitutes, Rubiks Cube parties involve attending in random multicolor clothes, then swapping with other attendees until you end up in the same colour, or pass out drunk. Kelly couldn’t make it for a reason that will remain undisclosed, but Brock and Thomas the Squeezer joined for some fun and games. It was cool as, more colourful than some of Jarryd’s spews it could be said. I got dacked to my tea bags a couple of time, which was not fun for me, but hilarious to those looking at my white ass. I ended up looking like a Malaysian Transsexual, which luckily was the look I was going for.

Then O-Week ended and Real Life began. Classes were pretty cruisy, but its weird being in a lecture hall with 200 people, only half of which look like they can speak fluent English. Kelly and Brock, being the gayest kids ever, joined the Table Tennis Club, increasing the number of White members to 2, so they spent a bit of the week getting into ‘shape’.

One of the best parts of our time at trinity, is hearing Ben with his guitar. He is damn sexy-like when he plays his melodic made-up tunes, our favourites being Connor The Dog, and The Alex, Kelly and Dimitri songs, coincidently the only two we’ve heard. But nevertheless, we were amazed, and we hope to record a song for everyone very soon, its just a matter of sorting out the contracts and making sure both parties are satisfied with the agreement.

We were supposed to have some Photo and stuff taken, but due to shitty weather it was called off. So, not wanting to waste an opportunity, and knowing we hardly ever scrub up so good, we decided to take matter into our own hands. Damn, we look fine. Not Brock, as you’ll notice, as he was off ‘piking’ once again.

From left to right: Party Boy Ben, The Red Ranger, Myself, Dimmy, Party Boy Stash, Pimp Jono

Some of the nicknames we have invented:
Party Boy Greg
Party Boy Stash
Party Boy Ben
Party Boy Rolski
Safa Matt
Jeremy
Raspy
Fat Cat
K - Dog
Gigi
Connor the Dog
Ben10
V-Card
Degeneres
Dennis the Menace
Dimmy
The Piker
Bitch Arm

Pimp Jono

Disappointed

Thats how i would describe how im feeling at the moment. Im disappointed because noone has made much of an effort to win me over in the quest for an invitation to Abbey's Xmas Party. People should be sucking up to me and buying me presents... But its not happening. It should be, if you wanna go. You have 3 days to get some game and treat me.

Anyway, i have to blog and brag about me betting over the 2 days. I have won a combined $57, with 3 won bets and 1 lost bet. Just had to mention that. And that im not hearing much about Kelly and Brock's TAB accounts, so im guessing they are slowly succumbing to the system. Fools.

Since i last posted, it seems that Benny Cousins has found a home with Richmond. Good on him. I probably wouldnt have cared too much if he didnt get drafted, cos he sort of deserved it. But he did, and i just hope he smokes it (no pun intended) and everyone gets off his back for a while.

The only gay thing about the whole Ben Cousins saga, is how much its been in the media. Back and front page mention every day this week, and even on foxtel i see his noggin or hear about him every 5 minutes. Its pretty pathetic that there wasnt better news than where he was possibly, hypothetically, and maybe going to go. But i suppose Kelly's fight wasnt exactly back news material, and Calum's duck on the weekend wasnt much to write about...

Today i went over Mulks, again, and we played some poker. Tom forgot to bring his brain, and went all in on shit cards and was knocked out early. Calum was the early leader, while Kelly languished chip-wise towards the bottom for a long while. James won some back off Calum and Kelly perished soon after, leaving myself James and Calum in the game, with me on probably half the chips they each had. But you cant keep a player down for too long, and i called Calum's all in and won on the river with a straight, i was pretty happy.

The final between me and James dragged on for ages, as i just couldnt finish him, but the end result was as it was always going to be, a win to yours truly.

A repeat of the performance will happen soon, as a poker night is in the works...

Im out.

Holy Shit

Holy shit. Im sorry. I havnt updated for ages... But its not all my fault. Jackson, my brother, the golden child, smashed the screen on our computer so i wasnt able to use it. So blame him, i just did.

Anyway, whats happened in the last week? Scandal.

For one, Kelly got himself into a smish the other day. I wont say who with, but apparently it was over driving directions haha. Like they just argued about which turn to take then started punching each other in the face... I feel for thr other person but. Ive seen Kelly mad, and there's a reason we call him the Red Hulk. Think about it.

Then i got a msg from Brock the other day pleading me to take him home from the cornerstore. I wasnt in the mood to pick up a streetwalker, but i was such a good friend i did anyway. It was worth it, because he bought me a poweraide for my troubles... It turns out he went to the dentist, took Valium cos he is scared of needles (the pussy) and wasnt allowed to drive for 24 hours cos he was higher than Toms half-mast at a kindergarten. Haha.

Umm, we also got foxtel, thats pretty big. Im a huge fan of the NBA and World Series Poker they have on it... My Mum loves the poker too (im not gonna make a rude joke here like you all would you fags) - she stayed up til like 2 the other night following a final. Not even i was that obsessed. I reckon she would beat me now but...

And the last couple of days i have just umpired and worked, cos Chelsea has been doing the Cool School Race Camp. Which her team apparently won, the race bit anyway... Not a bad effort! And just to let everyone know, we would have won way back in 06, but we got jipped. Believe it!

Im hell mad too. I just found out i have to work Xmas Day and New Years Eve... Which needless to say, is gayer than Brock was at Mazzas party. Real gay.

Anyway, im out. I love you all.

Together Again

Tonight, the lambda boys should be back in action again... At the Vasse. Yes, this is the first time in over 4 months that the once-feared drinking unit will be doing what they do best - drinking alcohol. Except for Tom, who is best at taking his shirt off. All the time.

I say should because Kelly hasnt RSVP'ed yet. So Kelly if you're reading this, GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER, and send me a msg. Oh and if you're reading this, which you would be if you just read that, then get out your mobile right now. Seriously. Get it out and send Kelly a msg telling him to go out tonight. And to text me back. Cos we love you Clifford and cant wait to see you throw up yet again...

Anyway, nothing really interesting has happened lately, except that i met someone pretty cool, and ive been winning a couple of bets on the NBA along with my partner in crime (and also blogging), Brocky.

Notice how i said 'winning'. Brock would just say 'placing'.

Also, got my new BBL kicks the other day... Can't wait to play ball in them. Im hoping that they are like the shoes on 'Like Mike'. Thatd be awesome. But we dont need it anyway this week. We are gonna kill Saints White. Metaphorically speaking.

Peace
T-Betta out...