I'm gonna go and make myself sad

Friday, August 18, 2006

I feel like renting some movies and crashing on the couch for the entire evening. I wonder what movies I'll get? Probably a few dramas, I feel like wallowing in cotemplative misery. See you later... Willkommen, bienvenue, welcome
Im Cabaret, au Cabaret, to Cabaret

I was very impressed by the production of Cabaret I attended with Carla last night. The production was a joint production between St Bernards Catholic Boys and St. Colombias Catholic Girls School.

It took us a while to walk there from the train station but it was well worth it, thanks goodness the show started late, otherwise we would of missed some of it.

The music, lighting, acting and singing were fantastic, the end was especially good, very haunting with the Nazi's coming into power.

There were quite a few differences between Goodbye to Berlin, Cabaret: the musical and the movie of the same name. The main male characters' name was Cliff (not Brian), Max was left out the musical and the relationship and sexuality of Cliff and Sally was not quite as explored. I found that Cliffs' character lacked depth and the story between him in Sally was not explored as well as it could of been, this was more than compensated by the relationship between Schultz (A Jewish fruiterer played by the lovely Stephano Perfli) and Schneider (the landlord). A love story about a woman's love for a Jew during the rise of the Nazi's so unlikely that it doesn't work out after all.

Naturally the MC stole the show, he was very very cool.

This is a highly recommended production, especially for a school production. I give this production four gold stars (Which is transferable for a personal thumbs up).

I have seen the light: In the future I must give people Pineapples as well as Tang. Pineapples are the most romantic of the fruits, much more than Passionfruit or Lovefruit.

The Tempest (The play not the disaster)

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

Last Weekend was the second time that Corey came down to Melbourne. It was great to see him again. This time we decided we would go for a more casual weekend than the one two weeks earlier. We spent a lot of the time playing "We <3 Katamari" It was great, in a day we were able to surpass what I had been working on for two weeks.
On Saturday I took Corey on a walking tour of Diamond Creek. In the evening we had a "Get together" Layla, Carla and Emily were lucky to come.

During the party we rolled up a Katamari of biblical proportions, in total 500 metres tall. We ate chips and watched "Dr Who" (the episode was the return of the Cyber Men "We Surrender!!!!!"). It was great; it was nice to meet up with them all in the one place at the same time. Corey came out of his shell a little bit and had fun. The last person to leave was Layla who left at about 1 am after we watched Excel Saga and an episode of Will and Grace.

I love Corey; I want him to be around more often. But I suppose as the expression says "Absence makes the heart grow fonder"

Sunday was very laid back; Corey and I mostly sat in my room and watched Drawn Together. The highlight would be going to the restaurant that his Dad works at and getting a free meal. After then we got some bubble tea and went home.

I do believe I have corrupted him, Over the weekend he became obsessed with Bubble Tea, Nintendo Ds's and Katamaris (Will someone tell me the theme between these?) It's rather cool. Soon I will be able to play against him at Tetris, Mario Kart, Brain age and Big Brain Academy. (Pokemon Pearl and Diamond are coming out soon; I think it's going to be totally rocking)

Monday I went to school while Corey went exploring on his own, around the city. We met up in Eltham afterwards for EGG. During EGG we were in a discussion about self-labelling about sexuality, age of realisation and first people to come out to. This was actually the first time that we talked about this kind of thing. I learned quite a bit about Corey. I'm sure he learned quite a bit about me too.

Corey was due to leave on Monday, which was until he extended it to Tuesday morning, then Tuesday evening. Yesterday Corey tagged along with my Theatre studies class to a production of The Tempest. That rocked, I have to write a review about it for Theatre studies so expect a post soon.

It was at 5:33 that Corey left Southern Cross to make his way back to his home in Mildura. It was a tender moment, I felt like crying. I never like seeing Corey get on the bus/train home but all good things must eventually come to an end.

Now its time to return to reality and do all the homework I've been putting off for all this time. Piczo is a weiner service for those who dont have the tallent or skill to make their own websites. A trend that I have noticed is that a lot of piczos are most are made up of pictures stolen from other websites, bad spelling is rampent, they are badly presented and don't really offer any ideas other than "Chek out gr8 & sexc boi". My advice to those who's main website is a piczo is:
GO OUT AND LEARN HTML! MAKE YOUR OWN WEBSITE AND MAKE SURE THAT IT DOESN'T SUCK!
I have heard a lot of controvercy over the popular networking website myspace.com, and that it is all made up of whiney emo kids. I personally dont see it but there is a lot of the website that I dont use. I am indifferent to myspace.

In conclusion blogs are better than Piczo, hands down!

Supid!

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Today I had three spares. Two from literature and one for mathematics. Erin and I used this opportunity to sit around and have fun in the library. We spent most of the time making fun of 9-13 year old girls dressing like sluts. We also poked fun at patronizing self help books. One book even had the nerve to call Erin a difficult person. Stupid Book!

In the s-press there are pictures of weenies in dance-clubs shaking their groove thing in the social pages. I don’t care about these people in the slightest. It has no place in the newspaper. I am not a fan of dance clubs. The music is always ear piercingly loud, it's too crowded and it’s very hot. I try to avoid them when I can. I prefer something a tad more intimate. You can hardly call a dance club social; even though there are a lot of people doing a similar thing, people can’t talk. At my type of party there is music playing in the background, people can talk freely and there are nibbles on the table. I think I'm too old for my body. Stupid Clubbing Scene!

There is something very sad about any woman dressing like a whore, it is even sadder when it is young girls. I find it disheartening that thanks to popular culture queens like Paras Hilton it becomes acceptable (nay popular) to dress like a skank. I find it demeaning to them. This fashion represents a lack of values, identity, and self-worth. If any of you girls are reading this (which is unlikely) please throw away your micro-skirt, tube top, thick foundation, heavy eye-shadow ECT. Stupid Skanks!

Corey is coming down to Melbourne again this Friday, JOY! We plan on spending our time in a lot more casual way this time. On Saturday I'm going to try to organise a bunch of friends to come around to my house so they can have the pleasure of meeting Corey; something small-ish and intimate. I'm going to have to wait for Friday first. Stupid time, why couldn’t Friday be sooner!

Lesson: Just because you can write a book about something doesn't make you correct!

Renovations

Sunday, August 06, 2006

A few minutes ago I updated the template of my blog.

After several name changes this is the first time that the template has changed. I think this template relates more to my "Life is Study" theme. Soon this blog will be reaching 200 posts. I'm still getting rid of the bugs, if you see anything that I need to work on in reguards to the template feel free to leave a comment or use the new shout box. Here is to the future of the blog *ching* ... My avid readers would know that I went on Snow Camp last year, on friday I returned from snow camp again. Things were just like I remembered it to be, however things different in some areas. This year I was a lone senior student amongst a group of stuck up year 10s. Consiquently I didn't really get on very well the other members of the camp.

The food was good, the acomodation was comfy, the weather was foggy at times clear at others.

I really developed my skills. Now I can go down the wombat run without making a total ass of myself.

I spent a lot of the time sending SMSs to Corey. We even had a 20 minute conversation over the phone. He is gonna move to Melbourne in four months, at the moment he is exploring his options.

I could go into detail, but that would require effort.

Jack hearts Corey

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

For your viewing pleasure here are a set of photographs that were taken on the saturday and monday. There would of been more photos but we lost the camera. As you can see we did some experimenting with the arty options the camera had.











Corey came down to Melbourne on Friday night and left late last night. We had a great time together.

He came by bus and train from his residence in Mildura; he had been sending me SMSs all throughout the day telling me about his whereabouts and what he was doing on the train. I arrived at the train-station about an hour early. I was rather nervous, I decided to spend the time by buying myself a cup of coffee from across the road. I came back and I started pacing up and down the platform anxiously looking at the noticeboard. I had been sent a message instructing me to look out for a man in a sweat shirt and a beanie who would happen to be Corey’s dad. I didn't have my glasses on and I ended up passing by him several times. Eventually Corey and I met up and then rendezvous with his dad (I never learned his name). After a delay on the part of the luggage department we waited around for a while. Corey and I were still shy with each other. Eventually his dad left and we went home by train.

This weekend was a good one for first times. Corey, in Mildura doesn't have the opportunity to do the things that I would do on a regular basis. On the second day we did a range of activities things like explore the 50 years of television exhibit, have bubble tea, do a duo on Dance Dance Revolution, went to see "I am my own wife" at the CUB malthouse, went to the queen Victoria market, went to see "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead mans chest" with Corey and his dad, tried a cheese and bacon pizza, submitted messages to the SMS board in Federation Square, Corey accompanied me to EGG, watched the "I am sad (I am a pie and even I think you suck)" "Mr Snaffelburger (Conform, Consume, Obey)" "Teen Girl Squad (Ow! My Most of me) " and "Strong Bad Emails (I CAN BY AS QUIET AS A MOUSE)” webtoons, played Nintendo and tried to play We love Katamari, played a lot of WarioWare: Twisted (and got the Mona pizza tune our heads) Oh yeah, we got a free MADMAN CD/DVD case when there was an anime thing on at Federation Square

This experience has certainly brought us together as a couple; we spent a lot of time working on our kissing. I was a bit shy at first but over time we were kissing, hugging and holding hands in public. In one case there were people from my school sitting in the next carriage of a Hurstbridge train, they were staring at us but I didn't care, in-fact once I had their attention I waved to them. I get the feeling that I'm going to be the talking topic for quite a few people, with this bite mark on my neck as supporting evidence.

I was sad to see Corey get on the bus, I almost felt like crying. Over the entire time Corey was here we had never taken an Eltham train; when I got to the Southern Cross (On Spencer Street) station after he had left, I was greeted by an Eltham train. I had to wait on the Eltham platform for half an hour. I decided to buy chicken twisties and a miserable microwavable roll that you can buy from the petrol stations.

Corey seems to have two sides to him. The side that he shows to me and the side he shows to the rest of the world. He can tend to be rather shy around people, especially people he hasn't met; it's understandable. He says sorry a lot, even when it is not his fault; I think it is very cute. Sometimes I have to remind him that he doesn't need to apologise to me.

I can't wait until Corey is back in Melbourne and in my arms again. In the meantime I suppose I'll have to wait.

V for Vendetta will be on DVD soon, which is one of my favourite movies I've ever seen. It has such a powerful message. I'll be sure to get it when it comes out on the 9th of August. Snow Camp departs tomorrow morning, I hope everything’s going to work out fine.

I love you Corey

I'll post some pictures when I can.