Turns out today is Pink Ribbon day. Which begs the question, what were we doing selling stuff last Friday? Anyways, it was a lot of fun. It started all on Friday morning. I was pretty soft and didn’t go play basketball because my knee is all squishy. Anyways, headed out to the city at roughly some time and met up with the one and only Lo Zio. For those of you unaware, Bryan’s new nickname is ‘Lo Zio’. You may ask, why is Bryan’s new nickname ‘Lo Zio’? In that case, stop asking silly questions James. Speaking of silly, Ne Yo keeps telling me that he’s So Sick, and he doesn’t seem to be doing anything about it, such as the highly recommended course of action of seeing a health professional. Oh well, he’s Ne Yo and I’m sure he knows what he’s doing.
Anyways, later the gang grew and we found ourselves with the Fellowship of the Ring. We had the nine members, myself, Alison, Lo Zio, Sy, George (Alison’s pet monkey), Lean, Simy, Aryan and later Winnie. We tried to delegate roles of the fellowship, but that was difficult, and I think in the end I was either Legolas or Boromir. Either way it was pretty cool. Bryan kept trying to make people characters that aren’t even a part of the fellowship, like Gollum, and he wanted be a Uruk-Hai. I am starting to think he didn’t concentrate in the first one. Anyways, the fellowship got split up and me, Aryan, George and Alison were at one spot and the others were at a different spot. I think our group of four all had a really good time walking around and selling stuff. Overall, a pretty fun day.
One point that I should mention was that we were instructed that if we were ever held up, to hand over the money immediately. This forced me into a rare sign of ill-discipline, responding with ‘Bullocks!’ No one was taking our money. I then made a deal that I would give myself up hostage, and then Alison would come in later and bust me out. Big dude in hockey mask, little girl in tattered white dress, didn’t matter. The Pink Ribbon people were definitely getting their money that day. In a cruel twist of fate, just after I had said that, it turned out that noone would hold up our stall that day. Pity.
Right near the end, as I was having a conversation with George and Sy, we were alerted to the absence of two schoolgirls who had gone for a walk to sell stuff. For those of you that don’t know, school girls die. That’s just what they do. If they go out alone somewhere, you might as well head to the cemetery and start digging a hole. Actually you probably won’t find the body, so no point anyways. Anyways, as you probably have realised from knowing me for the last 283 millennia, I have a bit of ‘hero’ blood running through my veins. So I immediately took it upon us three to hunt down the baddies and rescue the two girls from death.
We had only been walking for a little while, when Sy was like ‘hey this feels like an adventure, let’s pick characters.’ I was like OK, that sounds fair enough. She then quickly piped in that she wanted to be Donkey Kong. I was like OK, that sounds fair enough. She then quickly said that if you break the law you shouldn’t have to be punished. I was like OK, that doesn’t sound fair at all. Anyways, after assigning me as Legolas, we quickly went about finding the two girls. I heard Aragorn say “Legolas, what do your Elf eyes see?”, and quickly I spotted our teammates. Just as I was about to whoop some ass by with my unlimited arrows, Sy ran in and started picking up members of the whole gang and throwing them around. She even used the move where Donkey Kong slams the ground and everything rumbles. She even used the move where in Super Smash Bros. you pick up the enemy on your back and jump off the level as a suicide mission. Suffice to say, we won that battle, and I didn’t even have to do anything. She then came back and started telling me how she’s the best FIFA player ever and once won FIFA ‘98 World Cup edition with Afghanistan by only using slide tackle/chip pass button. Crazy.
Anyways in other news, my jaw always hurts. My wisdom teeth are coming out like Bryan out of the closet. Slowly and painfully. In other other news, congratulations to Mr. R. Swami whose soccer team won their Champions of Champions final yesterday. For the non-soccer playing readers, being an expert on soccer, I will explain what this means. Pretty much it means that they are the best team in the universe. At one point it was limited to the galaxy, but then we realised that they weren’t actually playing soccer over in the galaxy Xertoz, but some other useless sport. For those of you that do not know, I have decided to become a soccer expert following my recent win in FIFA ‘08 set on legendary difficulty. Thank you, thank you and I will be doing autographs later this week.
Later that night, the last remaining stragglers of Me, Simy, Lo Zio and Lean and Aryan had a highly intellectual discussion regarding the way in which girls want ‘bad guys’. It seems to make no sense at all. Apparently this is the case for many girls, but if it is true, it begs so many basic questions. Why would a girl want some dude who is scary? Why would a girl want a dude that might hurt her? Why is Lo Zio still single? All questions that I need to answer before I fully accept this theory. I’m still sticking with the Banter Hypothesis. I still need some work, but I think I’m getting better. The process of banter roughly follows this: You smell. Wink. Buddy Punch. Pick up girl.
On a more serious note, the other day I was really tired so I took a nap in the afternoon and was woken up a little while later by my dad shouting that I should go pick up my brother from the station. Before I had got the keys and left the door, I was further confronted by a scheming mother with the ingenious plan of me going to woolies straight after I dropped my brother at home. I go to woolies a lot. Almost every two days or so I reckon. Occasionally I will end up going to it about three times in the space of half an hour as the shopping list continually gets larger. So about 10 mins and one really sweet parking job later, I’m buying coconut milk and orange juice from Woolies. The girl at the checkout was a looker. First one ever I reckon. So I grabbed the stuff, did some sweet moves, diffused a bomb, and a further 10 mins and one more equally sweet parking job later and I was sitting at home. Anyways, the reason I’m telling you this is because, well it is all pretty unnecessary, and I think I just wanted to talk about my sweet parking. But what I really wanted to talk about actually happened later on.
Later that day, I was going to pick up my sister from school, and was waiting at a traffic light, and across the street (right next to the vet for those who know my house) there were a few women tying flowers to the light post, which for those of you who don’t know, means someone has passed away there. I thought they were maybe replacing flowers, but turns out that a man had died there just the day before. To see those four women standing there crying, and watching one just break down in tears killed me, and I felt really sad for them. To lose someone in a car accident, which turned out to be a result of poor judgement, is just a waste. I know you don’t think about it every time you drive, but seriously we should realise how just waiting a little longer so that a turn is safer or just driving a little more carefully, can change everything. I hope I never know anyone who his injured or killed in an accident. To the man who passed away that day, may he rest in peace, and I hope that his family find a way to be happy again.
Well isn’t that a sombre note to end on today. All your exams are coming up and it’s amazing that you guys are almost finished a whole year of your courses already and will be finishing uni altogether in a couple more years. I really hope I don’t end up in Armidale, too but I suppose sometimes life grabs you by the wrist and directs you where to go. Oh well, I spose the quicker we keep it real, the better. Elephants can’t jump, penguins can’t fly and sometimes even I get sad. But I dunno, everything will get better I spose. Look at that, even Ne-Yo’s changed his tune too. He’s now saying that we should be together, eternally. See you all around soon, homies.
