Friday, January 15
Thursday, January 14
Much Ado About Something
DISCLAIMER: This post is completely non-serious, although it is so well written that you wouldn't be able to tell that I'm NOT an angsty, self-depreciating teenager if it weren't for this disclaimer. *ahem* thank you very much, Cookie. So anyway, moving on.
Alright then, I have absolutely no idea what to write here. What the hell do you write about in a group blog? If I write about myself it will look ego-centric and if I write about anything else I will probably look like an idiot. Here's a little email I wrote in 2005...
Alright then, I have absolutely no idea what to write here. What the hell do you write about in a group blog? If I write about myself it will look ego-centric and if I write about anything else I will probably look like an idiot. Here's a little email I wrote in 2005...
I have a problem downloading music - it just streams it rather than downloading it. Which means...I can't save it to the hard drive! Aaaaargg! It's so annoying! I'm begging you for help! And while you're here, I configured RealPlayer to be the default player for almost all everyday media, but now that I've used it often, I've found out how annoying it is - it takes forever to load! It says it's 'connecting' and then it says it's 'communicating' - which it takes forever to do! The trouble is, I've forgotten how to reconfigure the default media player. Like I said earlier, I desperately need your help! I am very grateful to you for your help.Ok, I'm probably overreacting a little...after all, this was written in 2005. How about a picture of Owen as Charlie Chaplin and Bryan looking like a cardboard cutout from 2008's Spring Fair? Here's how the comments go.
24 November 2008 at 17:08
Owen Forbes
Why did Aaron just chime in? With "zing"?
There was nothing zing-y at all.
Aaron, you are terrible at Facebook.
Also, nice Charlie Brown tonight
There was nothing zing-y at all.
Aaron, you are terrible at Facebook.
Also, nice Charlie Brown tonight
24 November 2008 at 20:52
Now, you've got to wonder, why am I embarrassing myself by posting this? Well, because I have nothing better to post. You could almost wonder if I write crap like this just to get a laugh. Well.....
Oh, and just for the record, I refuse to write with a code name.
Hypthesis: Everyone fabricated their results.Case closed. XD
Results: Everyone fabricated their results.
This result may be fabricated.
Oh, and just for the record, I refuse to write with a code name.
Wednesday, January 13
Vision
And a vision of you standing out in the crowd
- song that I forgot the name to
Since I have recently (as in yesterday recently) gotten contacts for my eyes, it has been a whole new experience for my eyes which are used to the comfort and confine of glasses. Yesterday I wore them for about 8 hours and today about IDK, whenever I feel like taking them out. Yesterday I didn't actually see much because right after I got them, my mother and I continued to daze around in a mall claiming to be the land of stocks (you know like chicken). That should be the slogan of something. "You know like chicken". Anyway, so I looked around my street. And holy crap, everything is so bright and green and big and people are big (exclude my mother) and whoa.
My dad's reaction when he picked me from tutoring: What happened to your glasses? (with furled brows)
Me: Contacts
My dad: (remembering what happened yesterday) Oh. Your face looks weird.
Your face looks weird.
:D I love my dad.
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this blog is useful because I can write crap about my life rather than forget about it for my personal blog because I have a rule that I shouldn't blog more than once a day on the personal blog.
Cats represent women?
In my head all I can hear is Thumbalina's shrieks as she reads out N.'s post over and over again to me. It is painful. You hurt me Thumbalina >:)
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Putting in contacts: (A POV)
Just go in!
It won't go in
Stupid finger
Why is it blue?
My hands are wet.
Ahh! Is it dirty now?
Why won't you stay open?
Oh God, It feels funny.
Whoa, I'm high.
A daily dosage of sexual innuendoes?
Later.
- song that I forgot the name to
Since I have recently (as in yesterday recently) gotten contacts for my eyes, it has been a whole new experience for my eyes which are used to the comfort and confine of glasses. Yesterday I wore them for about 8 hours and today about IDK, whenever I feel like taking them out. Yesterday I didn't actually see much because right after I got them, my mother and I continued to daze around in a mall claiming to be the land of stocks (you know like chicken). That should be the slogan of something. "You know like chicken". Anyway, so I looked around my street. And holy crap, everything is so bright and green and big and people are big (exclude my mother) and whoa.
My dad's reaction when he picked me from tutoring: What happened to your glasses? (with furled brows)
Me: Contacts
My dad: (remembering what happened yesterday) Oh. Your face looks weird.
Your face looks weird.
:D I love my dad.
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this blog is useful because I can write crap about my life rather than forget about it for my personal blog because I have a rule that I shouldn't blog more than once a day on the personal blog.
Cats represent women?
In my head all I can hear is Thumbalina's shrieks as she reads out N.'s post over and over again to me. It is painful. You hurt me Thumbalina >:)
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Putting in contacts: (A POV)
Just go in!
It won't go in
Stupid finger
Why is it blue?
My hands are wet.
Ahh! Is it dirty now?
Why won't you stay open?
Oh God, It feels funny.
Whoa, I'm high.
A daily dosage of sexual innuendoes?
Later.
Considering I'm the one that came up with the idea for this group blog, maybe it's time I gave some input.
I think I'll explain the title, "Two and a half holes". I was actually intending it for a group blog involving just Quack, Cookie and me. "Two and a Half Holes" was really referring to the fact that Cookie and Quack actually belonged to the Hole, they founded it, and I was the "half hole" because I just hang out there now.
And of course being half a hole is like being "kinda pregnant" (quoting economics teacher). You either are or you aren't. The "Two and a Half Men" reference doesn't really fit, but it's there. And now the title make even less sense because there's 6 members. To top it off, our hangout spot doesn't even resemble a hole, according to me at least. It's all very random at the moment.
Group blogs naturally tend to be more disorganised than personal ones, albeit more interesting. Except I usually end up spending half the time trying to figure out the codenames of the the people who post. I forget where I was going with this.
On a side note, my grandfather just entered the room, looked at the monitor, said "Two and a Half Holes? hmmm," and then left.
I remember. Our group blog, like most others from our school, consists of people who belong to the same group. One requirement of being a member of the "Two and a Half Holes" blog is having a personal blog as well. I haven't started mine yet, so I technically shouldn't be posting. I'll do it tomorrow.
Also on my iGoogle homepage, I added a gadget called "Joke of the day". Here's todays:
"Yo mama so fat when her beeper goes off people thought she was backing up".
I snorted with pity and then removed the gadget. But I think I should mention yesterday's joke while I'm on the topic. It might make you cry.
"What do frogs drink? Croka Cola." You'd think I would've removed the gadget as soon as I read the joke yesterday itself, but I decided to give it one more chance to impress me.
I can't be bothered to tell you to fear me.
Speaking of fear, Sue Sylvester (from Glee) is... awesome. The word "awesome" is overused nowadays, but if I am going to use it, it will have to be in relation to her. I'll end this post with a quote from her.
"I never wanted kids... don't have the time, don't have the uterus."
I think I'll explain the title, "Two and a half holes". I was actually intending it for a group blog involving just Quack, Cookie and me. "Two and a Half Holes" was really referring to the fact that Cookie and Quack actually belonged to the Hole, they founded it, and I was the "half hole" because I just hang out there now.
And of course being half a hole is like being "kinda pregnant" (quoting economics teacher). You either are or you aren't. The "Two and a Half Men" reference doesn't really fit, but it's there. And now the title make even less sense because there's 6 members. To top it off, our hangout spot doesn't even resemble a hole, according to me at least. It's all very random at the moment.
Group blogs naturally tend to be more disorganised than personal ones, albeit more interesting. Except I usually end up spending half the time trying to figure out the codenames of the the people who post. I forget where I was going with this.
On a side note, my grandfather just entered the room, looked at the monitor, said "Two and a Half Holes? hmmm," and then left.
I remember. Our group blog, like most others from our school, consists of people who belong to the same group. One requirement of being a member of the "Two and a Half Holes" blog is having a personal blog as well. I haven't started mine yet, so I technically shouldn't be posting. I'll do it tomorrow.
Also on my iGoogle homepage, I added a gadget called "Joke of the day". Here's todays:
"Yo mama so fat when her beeper goes off people thought she was backing up".
I snorted with pity and then removed the gadget. But I think I should mention yesterday's joke while I'm on the topic. It might make you cry.
"What do frogs drink? Croka Cola." You'd think I would've removed the gadget as soon as I read the joke yesterday itself, but I decided to give it one more chance to impress me.
I can't be bothered to tell you to fear me.
Speaking of fear, Sue Sylvester (from Glee) is... awesome. The word "awesome" is overused nowadays, but if I am going to use it, it will have to be in relation to her. I'll end this post with a quote from her.
"I never wanted kids... don't have the time, don't have the uterus."
CATS.
I LIEK CATZ CATS ARE COOOOL. THEY LIKE PURR AND STUFF.
(Just kidding, I was never a cat person).
I am more fearsome than Loki.
Fear me.
So I'm sitting here, trying to make a configuration program, when some crazy lady who most likely owns too many cat's sends me no less than four of the same hyperlink to this blog.
Immediately I am offered the chance to make inhumorous packets of information available to a general public who probably has something better to do.
Hello world, I am Loki.
Fear me.
Immediately I am offered the chance to make inhumorous packets of information available to a general public who probably has something better to do.
Hello world, I am Loki.
Fear me.
In the Beginning...
there was darkness... But then!
HELLO!
-insert The Big Bang Theory theme song-
Welcome to Two and a Half Holes, a blog intended for the normalities and extremities of social interaction. Um, whatever. We're four friends who all have some form of blogging experience and who don't really have much in common.
Follow.
I'm not really sure what I'm meant to type here because I was nominated to the prestigious position of being the first to post on this blog because I am "interesting" and since I have very recently been overseas, I "would have something to talk about". But first, I should probably explain why the blog title is different to the actual URL.
Us four are part of a secret organisation at a location only referred to as "The Hole". The organisation is so secret that it was probably made up 30 seconds ago. I mean, who's to say that it wasn't >:). The name "Two and a Half Holes" was to be the name of a blog for three of the current members if they were ever to create a group blog. "Two and a Half?" you may or may not ask to yourself. It's because two of those three people are full members and the other one is a new member and thus only a half hole. "So why are there four contributors to this blog?" you also may or may not ask to yourself. That is because I thought just three people was too small and I wanted The Drunken Sailor and someone else to join. That someone else declined but the Drunken Sailor readily accepted. Yay! Ya'll join, 'kay? [IQ reduced]
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My trip to Asia:
I went to China (Beijing and Shanghai) and Thailand (Bangkok and Phuket) with a one day stop at Hong Kong (I'm not sure if it is a part of China or it is independent). It was fun, I guess. Seventeen days with my parents. That is probably the longest time I have ever spent with both of them ever in the course of my apparently young life. Since I haven't talked about the trip on my blog, I see no point in talking about it here.
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The members:
Cookie Dough
The Drunken Sailor
Quack
Thumbalina/Burger (I am unsure of what nickname this person wants)
Um, pants? :D
HELLO!
-insert The Big Bang Theory theme song-
Welcome to Two and a Half Holes, a blog intended for the normalities and extremities of social interaction. Um, whatever. We're four friends who all have some form of blogging experience and who don't really have much in common.
Follow.
I'm not really sure what I'm meant to type here because I was nominated to the prestigious position of being the first to post on this blog because I am "interesting" and since I have very recently been overseas, I "would have something to talk about". But first, I should probably explain why the blog title is different to the actual URL.
Us four are part of a secret organisation at a location only referred to as "The Hole". The organisation is so secret that it was probably made up 30 seconds ago. I mean, who's to say that it wasn't >:). The name "Two and a Half Holes" was to be the name of a blog for three of the current members if they were ever to create a group blog. "Two and a Half?" you may or may not ask to yourself. It's because two of those three people are full members and the other one is a new member and thus only a half hole. "So why are there four contributors to this blog?" you also may or may not ask to yourself. That is because I thought just three people was too small and I wanted The Drunken Sailor and someone else to join. That someone else declined but the Drunken Sailor readily accepted. Yay! Ya'll join, 'kay? [IQ reduced]
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My trip to Asia:
I went to China (Beijing and Shanghai) and Thailand (Bangkok and Phuket) with a one day stop at Hong Kong (I'm not sure if it is a part of China or it is independent). It was fun, I guess. Seventeen days with my parents. That is probably the longest time I have ever spent with both of them ever in the course of my apparently young life. Since I haven't talked about the trip on my blog, I see no point in talking about it here.
----
The members:
Cookie Dough
The Drunken Sailor
Quack
Thumbalina/Burger (I am unsure of what nickname this person wants)
Um, pants? :D
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