Merry Boxing Day!

I'm leaving! I'm off to Mildura for a holiday!! Woot! :) So if you're not seeing any posts from me until the 2nd or 3rd of January (ish), that is why. I'm attempting to water-ski for the first time which should prove to be an interesting exercise... Pictures of me falling and making ugly faces in the process will most likely eventuate.

Have to get up at 5am. Not so woot.

Had a dream last night that I thought was interesting (although I don't remember all of it now obviously) - I dreamt that I became very excited about writing a story about... *drum roll* a Ghost Worm. My dream mind was absolutely racing with the endless possible storylines and opportunities for character development. Maybe I'll have a think about it while I'm away and see what I can come up with. :)

As for my last post, that was just the gist of a story that I've been thinking about writing for a while now. And I agree Luke, it sounds very, very blurb-like. Didn't realise that until you pointed it out though. Hmm.

Time to rest my weary eyes.

Happy New Year to you all, and I hope your Christmas/Boxing Day activities were grand. By the way, if anyone could leave a comment explaining why Boxing Day is called Boxing Day for me to read when I get back and "ahhh" over, that would also be grand! Thanks. :)

Dale.

*Imagine...

Imagine that the world was ending and you were the only one who knew. No one would listen to you no matter how convincing you tried to be. No matter how much you cried, yelled, screamed. The more people you told, the more people you alienated yourself from. At what point would you stop trying to help everyone? At what point would you convince yourself that you’d done all you could? When would you start believing that the end of the world wouldn’t be so bad?

For Albert it was fifteen years.

For Annie it was two.

Then they met.

Last Day at School shirts

Off my door handle in my bedroom hang three shirts. One is from primary school, one from my first high school, one from my second. They're the ones signed by my friends with wishes for the future etc. Decided I'd look at them today to see if anyone was incredibly insightful or prophetic or funny. (I'm not going to write everything 'cause that would be boring).

Primary School - Most of these were just "good luck in 2000", but here are a couple of others:

"To Dale, Good Luck xxx Ryan" - the 'xxx' should have been a giveaway.
"Sex on 2000, Kila" - Pretty sure he meant "in" and left out "for himself". :)
"Good luck, go out with babes, Nicole" - another message to do with dating and stuff.
"To Dale, thax for dancing, [heart] Chrissy" - I vaguely remember a square dance...
"To Dale, Thanks for being such a good friend, Kyzar." - Still friends with Kiel today.
"Bart" - Simple, elegant, effective. Although maybe he just wanted my shirt (so he put his name on it).

High School #1 (end of year 9, and only one penis on it!!):

"Hey Dale, Wish you didn't have 2 go to knox but I guess u do! :( Well, I'm gonna miss u HEAPS! No one can giggle like u do! lol! [heart] always, Sahithi!" - That's right, I giggle with the best of them!
"Dale! ...I'll make a deal dun forget me & I'll neva forget chu! Bubbye casper! [heart] always, Stef" - I used to be pale (hence casper). Still haven't forgotten her, but haven't talked for ages either.
"...Don't forget me or our pact... Luv Savita" - a group of us left the school grounds one lunch time to Savita's house, which was just across the road, and wrote letters about what we were thinking and stuff at the time, and then sealed them and vowed not to open them for five years or something.
"Hey Dale, u don't know me much but have fun whereva ya go! [heart] Laurena" - *sigh* My Year 7 crush who crushed me with her rejection.
"...I'm writing here cuz this is where ur heart is! I luv u heaps and I'll miss you... (personable) Jesstacular xxox" - my girlfriend for the majority of year 9.
"Daeel - have good knox - Alan. P.S.....Yea." - still see Alan and my main circle of highvale friends every so often. :)

High School #2:

"Fatty" - I have no idea who wrote this and it's kinda doing my head in! (Just asked my bro and he says that it says "Tubby" and that he wrote it. Makes sense!)
"Dale, All the best mate. Thanks for Year 11. You'll do very well. David." - My legal studies teacher! He was really cool now that I think about it...
"Dale, Your a fantastic friend. Remember pizza day, lol :). Good luck for everything, I no you'll be brilliant, Karen." - planned a pizza day with Karen in my spares every Wednesday. Not exactly sure what it entailed besides eating pizza. Maybe pizza fights.
"It's ok we will be in America soon.... At the top [heart] Jim." & "cya in Cali when we are famous [heart] C8lin." - Was planning a Drake & Josh style tv show with Jamie and Caitlin. We were big dreamers, and I had the biggest crush on him that I almost believed it would happen. We were gonna meet all the actors from the OC and live in Californian mansions with nice cars.
"Hey sweeti, you'r real smart + if i dnt see you inventing sumthin 1 day i'll b angry! [heart] Sam xxx" - arguably the year's hottest girl. We had PE together. Yeah. :)
"get your P's so your misses don't have to drive u around. Jarryd." - I did get my Ps, but only after I'd broken up with Hayley. Oh well.
"Dear Dale, you made year 12 so much better, your such a great person, stay in touch. Paul" - still my favourite message.
"Dale, hit me up when you want to get beat at poker. Jase."
"Dale, when you become the next Bill Gates, I will be your assistant. Yui Chung." Either chung had a lot of faith in me or REALLY didn't want to be my assistant!
"Dear Doile, have enjoyed discussing our mothers together. Eat more beaver. Love Claire." - One of the most fascinating/out there girls I've met. She was really fun. :)
"Hey Dale, You've been my inspiration in English this year. You can do anything you set out to achieve. [heart] Cooper." - School captain, great girl.
"It's been great teaching you 'Rowdy'. Cozza." PE teacher. He made learning fun. And yes I was a little bit of a teacher's pet. Albeit a quiet teacher's pet.

There's a lot more but I would just be indulging in giving my ego even more of a boost by writing their kind words. It's sad that I only see a handful of these people any more. You should check if you have your last day at school shirts still. It's a good trip down memory lane. (And nice to read flattering things about yourself!)

As far as insights go... Not a lot. Just that people get sentimental looking back at things and tend to remember them differently than to how they felt at the time.

Dale.

Dale.

Taste Genes

I wish I blogged more. I really do! But I don't want to force it.

I had a really nice hot chocolate this morning, at the Coffee Club. Hot chocolate as I still haven't taken the step that normally comes by - if not before - adulthood: I haven't started drinking coffee. Or tea. Also beer. I was SURE that beer would grow on me, I really was. Dad likes it so much that I assumed a partialness to beer would be in my genes somewhere. Guess not. Oh and Dad's not an alcoholic, didn't mean for it to come across that way. Hi Mum! (If you're reading this.) Speaking of Mum, she drinks a decent quantity of coffee. In many forms. So much so that some of her friends have given her the nickname "Latte Liz". (Sorry Mum :)). Although maybe the caffiene quota that my genes crave is satisfied by Coke. As for the mystery of the beer, though, maybe it's a case for someone who has the time to do some research. My brother drinks a lot of it... and I look too much like both my parents to be adopted!

Beverages to food seems like a natural progression so let's do that!

I ate at a Mexican grill food place the other day. Yes, I forgot the name. :) It just opened up at Knox. My verdict: yum but could be cheaper. Food was well presented, although not a sombrero was to be seen. I'm still not sold on how authentically Mexican 'mexican chips' are, no matter how much peri-peri-like salt you put on them. The burrito I had itself was very nice though. My tastebuds were awakened to some new tastes. Mainly 'cause I get too embarrassed to ask for food "without this, this, this, oh and that too". Lime rice and coriander were what my tongue responded positively to I think.

As for dinner tonight, Dad was going to do a good old barbeque but it's raining now so I think that plan's been scratched.

Oh how forgetful of me! Luke cooked me a souvlaki kind of thing at his house the other night, and I didn't suffer any ill-effects. To the contrary I was very satisfied with it. All of the people who were waiting for a test-bunny kind of person to try Luke's cooking before they did, you can now not be afraid! Thanks Luke. (And you're welcome guys :P).

That's it from me. Gotta make my bed. Bed-making and general room upkeep also must have skipped my generation I think.

Dale.