Monday 14 September 2009

This Was The Happiest Day Of My Life

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It’s been a week full of work shifts, photo whoring and driving.

The week started off with me stressing over whether or not I’d be able to find an instructor, so I would actually have a car to do my driving test in. After calling RACV numerous times, I got nothing and decided to give Dr. Traffic, a driving school suggested by a mate, a call. Couldn’t have been simpler. I called up, gave my details, got a lesson booked within 10 minutes.

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So with that out of the way, I had nothing to worry about, or so I thought. Mum had opened up a new store in Docklands and got Telstra to setup an ADSL connection to it, so there I got appointed resident tech support. Then over the course of the week, I begin to discover the problems wrong with the PC sitting in the shop. First off, the CD drive doesn’t open, it works but just doesn’t open. Fair enough, I’ll bring a spare over and put that in. Nope, the thing won’t boot now. Okay, I’ll just bring my laptop and setup the modem through that, done right? Nope, turns out some drivers didn’t get installed on the shop’s PC, so it can’t pick up Ethernet connections. Hopefully they’ll finally get online this week.

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Oh yeah, be wary when you go overseas and buy a pair of fake shoes. My second pair of Vans slip ons don’t really seem to like my feet all that much.

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And now the photo whoring part of the week begins.

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And so fellow co-founder of the Darren Cheah Fanclub Chloe, wanted to use me and my “pro” camera to take some snaps of tram power lines and spiders. Sooo, for three days we ran around the city, asking places if they’d let us take photos from their windows as the photos obviously had the be taken from above.

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Of course, we took photos along the way of anything that filled the criteria; “that looks cool!”.

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Oh, yes, I did manage to pass my driving test...luckily. That was the happy day of my life. I've been driving as much as I can since, and already managed to go though a whole tank of petrol OTL.

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Thursday 10 September 2009

I'm Bored, And It Appears To Be Blogger's Birthday.

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Home life can be pretty boring when you’re home alone on your day off, and even though I do have a few other things I should be finishing off, I decided the best cure for my boredom would be to take some random photos around my room.

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Let the photo spamming begin (or continue)! I still need to learn how to post process properly, but, I cbf reading the online tutorials. Maybe if I had the time, and plenty of disposable cash, I’ll enrol myself in some photography short course, but for the time being I have others to study. Enjoy :]

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Hey look!
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Wait, wtf is that?
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Friday 4 September 2009

You're Buseyyy


Ah busy busy busy...busy. Too many “busy”s? The past two weeks have been none stop, giving me no time to take just one day off to sleep in and bum around the house.


I had my first closing shift two Sundays ago, where I managed to miss the last Glen Waverley train from Holmesglen, which gave me no rather option but to then walk all the way to Phil’s Mount Waverley. The sense of achievement I felt when I finally made it there was, awesome. And as a form of payment to dear Philip, and with his approval, I brought a cheeseburger meal with a chocolate thickshake – apparently it tasted like crap the next day.


For some retarded reason, I took someone’s shift at Nando’s the following Sunday, completely forgetting I had my own shift just before >< Do you know what it’s like completely a 10 (plus two 30mins breaks) shift? The pain in your feet...jhgasdhfkjh!! However, thanks to that epicly long shift, I received a nice big fat cheque this week. Minimum wage employment with tonnes of working hours ftw.


Finally, over the past few days I’ve managed to get out and take some photos for once, instead of running around the back kitchen of Nando’s and being bored out of my mind in classes. Hoping I can have Monday off, fingers crossed.