The holidays were great. Road trips consisted of places such as Phillip Island, Apollo Bay and Wilson’s Prom. It was an interesting escape.  Apollo Bay bought back so many memories. The last time I had been there was when I was 12, My first taste of freedom.  It was a time where it was just me, and my bike. Did I mention there were also 4000 other people who I didn’t know and 1000k’s to home?

Phillip Island was another place full of memories, although I had never spent much time on the island, I spent alot of time at Coronet Bay at a family friends holiday house.  A 50 meter walk to the beach in Easter, and yet we would still swim, that is if we were not out in the boats fishing.

Wilson’s Prom was somewhere I had never been before, or I was too young to remember. It was nice, I’m not sure if I would go again just for a day though.

My birthday was nothing.  This was I think the first time, that not only had many friends forgotten about it, but so had many family members.  I really wanted the day to be over, and the whole Christmas thing to end.

As for school. I guess I did ok.  My score for Inter Studies wasnt as good as what I had wanted, but Im redoing this year as it will pair well with Politics. As well as picking up Legal and redoing English just because I didnt bother with the english exam many years ago.

However, now that I know that I can study, and at my own pace, I can’t wait to begin class again in three days.

Can you guess which part is winning this rat race of the day? I can, its the first one. Although, the taste of irish nut cremme coffee makes me feel so sick now. its so sweet and sickly. i think i might find a new flavour

It has a tinge of sadness though, because now, there is nothing there, every week will just be revision, and study. which will come down to my own discipline of studying and revising. I’m really bad with time management when it comes to homework.   Although my last piece went off with a bang.

Seven pages of writings on Australian Foreign Policy.  It was the only real homework I had done for the while first half of the second semester, and it was beautiful.  It covered everything that I needed to know, It had more current issues in it, that without the help of Mikey, I would never have really known about.

I wish my exam was in a week or so though,  not because i think i will ace it, but the excitement and adrenaline rush you get, sitting there, trying to do your best to get a number which determines your life.

Its made me love learning, which is something I never thought I would feel.  Its to the point where next year I’m putting myself through all this again, Legal Studies, Geography, National Politics, Philosophy, Religion and Society.  Two of these subjects will be by distant education though.

My time now though, will be spent studying and designing a website for a company that I’ve been meaning to do for the past 4 months. woops.

It’s a rather interesting family political problem. Well it’s not so much a problem, more like a situation. One that my great sense of wit and humour  loves.

My cousin, is getting married. I think he is the most pretentious prick I have ever met in my life.  However, he was nice and invited me to his engagement party, which, I didn’t attend because well, i think he is a prick. But I have good reasons for that.  His wife to be, has never spoken to me, until tonight. and they have been together for a few years.

Anyways, they had a cap on how many people to invite to the wedding, obviously I wasnt invited and I didnt take that personally, However my aunty wasn’t invited and she chucked a tantrum on facebook about it.  To the point where she bought up the engagement party and how her kids were not invited.

I saw this as oppotunity.  I told her that her kids were not invited because they are feral little shits. Which seriously, they are.  She called me a bum and told me that her litter of 6 all have jobs. Which is funny in itself, because she has lived off the government for 30 of her 50 years.

I told her that I may not work right now as i study full time, and that unlike herself and her kids, I attend school, and I wear shoes. (She doesnt  wear shoes, nor do her litter.)

Well this set her right off. There will be a screenshot of all this in a few days, once we remove names and so on.

Anyways, her typical response, which I think she thinks will hurt me is “Go lick another pussy” I am yet to find a lesbian, who calls a vagina a pussy.  At this stage, I was at school in the library,  But I had to walk out, because I couldnt stop laughing, and being that it was a library, I already upset someone in there cos i was laughing. quietly though. So i went for a walk to Gloria Jeans.(Great coffee there if you want your pee to reek like coffee) I couldnt help it, I informed my cousin im really sorry for setting the feral off, but I couldnt hold back. I made a simple reply to her  “You’ve had more cock in you then what Citilink has had cars go through its tolls” She never responded after that. But in between the first and last comments, she did say a bunch of other shit, which I replied to.

After all this however, she wrote how she doesnt care that she isnt invited. which left us all lost for words, considering she was shitty she wasnt invited. But  right now, I am so sick of certain family members. It is at the point where I cant hold back anymore. Some people just need to be told.

And I’ve always been one to say what I think or how I feel. Sometimes, its made me a better person, at other times, its made parts of my life worse?  But now, I dont care, Im sick of people sugar coating everything for the feral and the retard of the family. Note that feral and retard are two different people, although they are sisters.

My life, especially this year, I have really been saying what I think, I’ve been open about alot of things. I’ve told people things that I never thought I would tell them. Some of this hasnt gone down well, but you cant win all of them.

So, I have an aunty who wants to kill me, a mother sister brother girlfriend another sister, a cousin in law and a few other family members who think im funny. and then there is my grandfather.

I made a broad comment that everyone in the family is mental. He took it the wrong way,  And i need to clarify this with him, I didnt mean everyone in the family. just the retard and the feral. Although pretentious prick cousin has spoken to pop for me and told him It was a joke and that feral was out of line and insulting everyone. But hey, the family know i say what I think.

If its a spade, there is no point in calling it a hoe is there?

Latrobe Uni

Bachelor of International Business.

Bachelor of International Developement

Bachelor of International Relations

RMIT

International Business

Bachelor of arts (international studies)

Uni of Melb

bachelor of arts

bachelor of arts media and communication

vic uni

bachelor of  IS

bachelor of IS and business

bachelor of business Inter trade

now if only i could update it more often.

what i do know though, is that whatever I design, it will be better then yours.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for them with their retaliation attack on Al Qaida. Not so much with their “War on Terror” war with Iraq. Although I support the removal of Hussein. I don’t think he should have been executed though, maybe left to rot in a jail.

But lets look at this, Rwanda Genocide for example. Why did it take so long for the UN to be able to intervene under the rules of engagement? Because the US used the UN to prevent the description of genocide. Mind you though, US supported the Tutsi, who got an ass whooping from the Hutu’s. But then, who armed the Tutsi’s for when they came back as the Rwandan Patriotic Front? As refugees in Uganda they couldnt afford guns, so where did they get them? Some say the US. Isn’t it funny how it all happens and then once the US step in supporting the losing team, the loser eventually becomes the winner? So what did the US give them in order for them to turn around and win? The US might not have actively played a physical role in it all over there, but then who can blame them after what happened in Mogadishu.

It is said that the Us is a superpower, the only one left. Although China and India are catching up. But as a super power, are they taking it too far? Instead of fueling global conflict, why dont they stay nutral and try and fix it? Don’t arm them. Don’t break International Law. Under the Geneva Charter invading Iraq without the UN support was “illegal” Now remember there is a difference between Afghanistan and Iraq. And another thing about them being this wonderful super power, how the hell does that work when they have to have warnings on mcdonald paper cups saying “Warning Contents are hot” Americans feature in the Darwin awards more then anyone else, even though there are populations around the world that are bigger then theirs and yet, they are a pack of dumb shit super powers.

But the whole point of this is, why in the world did I decide to study all this? Why didnt I pick a future in floristry or something, with pretty things like flowers and bee’s and birds and who knows what else? Ribbons.

instead of studying nice pretty things, I have picked the extreme and gone the other way. International studies does instill one thing into you before you are even half way through the first topic. America Sucks.

This is my opinion. US do not invade my home for not conforming to your beliefs. And if you do find the need to invade my territory, then please, do it nicely. dress up as a cat.

This person and I have what I would call a rocky relationship, not that it is a relationship of any sort, its not a friendship, its hard to explain what it is.  One minute when we talk she is very friendly, the next time we talk she is as colder then ice. I shouldnt talk to her, it brings me down, it makes me question things, However maybe it is time I question things,  I have questions that I dont have answers for, No one has answers for them. What should I study at uni? What do I want to do for my dream job? Do I want a boring desk job, or do i want to work with an international company that’s main goal is internationalism and its problems that could be exciting?  Do I want to travel? Do i want a house or an apartment.

Do I want kids? Do i want the white picket fence and to grow old and retire to only play bingo in the local hall?

Where will i be in 5 years?  Will my life change for better or for worse?