Last First-Day

Today was my last first-day of uni. No more checking out first-years, no more struggling to get past the busy co-op bookshop, no more queuing up for my concession sticker and no more summer holidays. Shit gets real after this year, I’m finally going to graduate. Am I excited? A bit. I’ve been here too long, I’ve already had way too many first-days, more than I ever planned on having. So it’ll be good to get out of here and see what’s out there.

But my last first-day didn’t turn out any more spectacular than any other ordinary day.

I woke up, freshened up, threw on some clothes and the next thing I know I was at uni making my way to my first lecture. Managed to get lost too. How awesome is that?

Ended up in the right room and the first lecture slide pops up and it reads “Welcome to university”. Great, it’s a first-year subject – yes I chose this as my easy elective – so the room was full with keen first-year students. They’re all there, the hipsters, the wannabe hipsters, the nerdy ones, the over dressed, the under dressed. You name it and they’re there. Then there’s me.

I pull out my book hoping to get into the swing of things and make sure that today would be my last first-day and that I wouldn’t be here again next year. One hour passes and I’ve written nothing. Ok I lied, I wrote down the date and the lecturers name. But that was it. The whole time the lecturer was being an egotistical dick out the front trying to break the ice for all those first-year students. What a waste of time.

The lecture ended and I got out of there, grabbed some food and went to my second lecture. Checked my timetable and it was the same subject, again.

Great, more shit talking from my so-called lecturer. My thoughts wander off, I’m in my own little world. I was thinking about all sorts of things, things that didn’t really make sense now that I think about it. Suddenly the room bursts into laughter and I kick a little in my seat. Shit! I fell asleep. The lecture was done and the lecturer must have squeezed in one final joke before the class ended. What a great start to the semester and an awesome way to end my last first-day at uni.

Twenty-Thirteen

If you're reading this then it means that you have also survived the apocalypse - actually I'm not even going to bother trying to come up with some more witty shit about surviving the apocalypse that never happened so moving on.

I hope everyone had a good Christmas and New Years, for the past three years I've managed to not spend it with my family so I don't think it was the best Christmas and New Years for them but it was pretty damn good for me. On Christmas day I jumped on a plane (if you could call it that since I flew with Air Asia) and headed for Malaysia for a few days then to Thailand for New Years.

It was a pretty good trip, did some mad shit in Malaysia and ate heaps of great food thanks to my good friends Peter and Yan-Ying. Great memories were had thanks to them, if not I would have been stuck in a shopping centre for every day that I was in Malaysia.

Next I was off to Thailand, first stop was Phuket and holy shit it was an experience. Landed, got to the hotel, awkwardly tipped the bellboy then hit the streets while enjoying the music festival on the beach, across from our hotel.

The next night was NYE and shit got rowdy, let's see what I can remember... Buckets of long islands, dancing on the beach, running away from lady boys, laughing at white guys making out with said lady boys, checking out hotties, losing Kim's thongs, meeting Norwegian chicks, skulling my bucket, spying on people popping pills, meeting random Aussie/bogan guys, leaving the festival at 5am in the morning then haggling some lady for some fake haviana thongs on the way back to the hotel and crashing til 3pm. To sum it up, it was a pretty good night out but more on that shit later.

What I wanted to do was have a quick look back at 2012 and do what everyone else does and set goals and what not for 2013.

2012 for me was pretty good, actually it was probably one of the best years I've had. Let's see how shit turned out for some aspects of my life (I feel like I'm on one of those corny tv shows where they go through the lives of famous people).

Uni - believe it or not, but it was the first year I passed every subject I enrolled in and even scored some credits. Boom! How's that for a successful year at uni, now I have to carry that momentum onto this year and pass everything so I can get my two pieces of paper saying I finished uni and also a go kart that Kim promised to buy me when I graduate. I might even try for that Distinction.

Kendo - probably the highlight of my sporting career. Won quite a few medals, did some pretty intense training and the highest of highs would have to be winning the Green & Gold at Uni Games in Adelaide. But I have to admit I dropped off after that with having too many things going on at once. So this year I'm going to actually going to take it seriously and get some even better results and learn to prioritise shit better.

Car - No big dramas, my baby has survived 2012 without any hiccups and managed to run 1:15s at Wakefield but Rob from Zen Garage had to outdo me towards the end of the year with a 1:14 in his CRX which is nearly identical to mine. I have big plans for it this year and we'll see how that pans out, it all comes down to them dollars even though I'm only missing a few pieces of the puzzle, they're the expensive pieces.

Kim's CRX still has a few bits and pieces that are waiting to go in as well but we definitely need to get some coilovers and a respray this year, they are a must! Other than that it's just a few bolt on parts I've got lying around.

Personal projects - there's something in the works with a couple of good friends of mine and we'll see how that turns out. I can't say much about it now but I have a lot of faith in it and will do my best to get it up and running.

2012 was a pretty damn good year for me and it'll be hard to top it but I'm not going to settle for anything less. So here's to an even bigger and better year and hopefully some more mad shit happens this year. 

Fuck You

It's a love-hate kind of relationship but I wouldn't have it any other way.

Throwback Thursday - Osaka JDM's E-AT Civic

Throwback Thursday - Umeda, Osaka

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Glebe Markets

Decided Friday night that we would set up a stall at Glebe Markets to sell some of Kim's and Karen's clothes. Rolling on 3.5hrs sleep, we got up nice and early to head to Glebe to secure a spot at the market, after lining up for a bit and putting our names down we decided to grab lunch across the road. Felt a bit hipster sitting in Glebe, early in the morning eating some crazy breakfast.


I went for the Mediterranean breakfast with scrambled eggs, it was quite good and filled me up real good.


By around 9am, we got allocated a spot which wasn't as big as we wanted but it was in a good locations so we said yes before they ran out. We still managed to set up our racks for the day and start making them dollars.




It was pretty straight forward, just look at the signs. It was great seeing people's reaction when they found out how cheap we were letting everything go for.


Karen dropped by with some needed refreshments and helped out for a bit. She definitely needs some more people skills haha.


It was a great day out, made quite a lot more than we expected with our prices dropping as the day went on so that we could get rid of everything.

At the end of the day, Kim and I were buggered. We packed up and realised we still had more than half the clothes we came with but we didn't care, we just wanted to go home and crash and we did just that. We fell asleep from 5:30pm all the way til the next morning. Now we're thinking of heading back this weekend to do it all over again to get rid of the rest of her clothes and get some more savings for our holiday that's coming up.

Osaka Round 2

The last leg of my trip to Japan last year. We're back in Osaka, this time in Umeda instead of Namba and it's just a couple of days of relaxing before we head home. I also managed to meet up with my high school friend, Chris, who was doing ICS in Osaka at the time.

I definitely need to find a way back to Japan ASAP. I'm so in love with Japan!