Blogger is forgetting my Entries once more. What fun.

Well, Two weekends anda lot of Blogging to Blog. So let's Blog to it you Blogging Mumsy's Blogs! Sorry, had to see how many times I could stick the word Blog in one sentence. So. Let's begin, shall we?

First up, we have Proof that the school system is not completely worhtless. At least, not once you leave it.
School's out:
I was just sitting around the other day. Bored. Online probably. You know, the usual. When I got a call. It was Commisioner Gordon. Or some woman called... Linda. Something like that. She was from the School Leavers Program. Turns out, a little red box flashed on there computers and said "Oi! This guy left a while ago! What's he upto now you 'spose?". So, I got a call. She sounded nice, like she was smiling as she talked on the phone. She said I'd filled out some form, which my dad had, when I left school, that said I was interested in Computers. She wanted to know how that was going and if they could help.

It might sound silly, and even sarcastic. But it was actually quite touching. The Government was taking an interesting in ME. Paying some woman to take 5 minutes, to call up chasing after me, and see how I was doing. I told her I was going through Tafe. She said that's great, Sincerely, and we said our good byes. So, fear not all you of little faith, still trudging through an arcane, complex and often befuddling schooling experience. IF you do drop out, the Government will check up on you, and make sure you're not gonna become another Doll Bludger.

God save America. Or.. Whatever.

Oooooh... Dandy titles:
That's right folks. Lookee! I'm actually doing sub headings for your browse reading pleasure. Enjoy it while it lasts. It's 2 AM and I only got up about 11 hours ago, so I'm filled with unnatural energy. Don't expect it in the future.

Koombayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Yer, baby!!:
I went a campin'. And the camping was good. It was actually the Christain based Easter Camp 2001. At the Baptist campsite. I payed $75 to camp somewhere all of 15 minutes from home. If that. I need some more blue pills....

So, I hear the voices in my head ask, how was it?
Well... Pretty good, actually.
Pretty darn good.

I rocked up. I had a car. This meant, no darn suitcase limitations. Just load up the back seat. Eheh. >:D So, I took most of the decent clothes I own that my sister isn't borrowing, Poetry books, Writing books with IT3 stuff and even a drawing book. Oh, and Choclate. Lots of it. But still not enough. Natamien and Noodles were there, as was Christine. These were pretty much the only people I knew there. Except for Kirsty. Who is apparently breakable.

Quick pause so I can headbang to My Happiness.
*Headbangs*
Continue.

So, I was pretty much set. I scared some people with my new haircut. But, soon, I got the Jester hat. And all was well. I saved my Buffy Shirt for a day or so, too.

Damien couldn't stay the first night. He was sick. As I recall, Elise did show up first night, though. If late. This brings us, perhaps somewhat abruptly, to the "Introduction" story.

See, I was just fooling around in my Dorm, or on the Porch, when Tash came and fetched me. They had this weird rule about not being allowed on the other sexes' Dorm's Porch. So, she took me over to outside her dorm, with me avoiding the Porch, and sat me outside the door. The door was opened, Elise was instructed that "This is Stuart.", and she replied "He'll do." I was then dismissed.

WTF? This required further examination. So, when Tash, Christing and Elise went behind the Toilet block for "Secret Women's Buisness", me and Noodles naturally snuck into the guys toilets and listened in. Further interest was added to the tail at this point, in the form of the oh-so-sweet-and-damn-violent Tash saying (Incidentally Tash, my back is STILL sore. >.<) "So, you gonna go for Stuart?" which she has since stated was said in a joking tone. Elise replied "I don't know." or the like.

The whole integrity of this mission was alter ruined by Noodles however, who had to tell Tash we were listening. It spoiled the fun. Bad Noodlez! Hrmmmm... What else happened. There's lots, I just can't remember it all. Ummmm... The next day we had our first servicek, which included bad, hammy acting by Jess, Alice and Leiah. and Chris. Ahhhh, Chris. He was the talker guy at the camp. He rocked. Seriously. He was funny and he shared weird and sometimes quite touching stories. It was good. All of the services were... Acceptable. Some were good. The one with the Musical Chris was silly.

"No, really. You can sit down. I couldn't lie to save my life, and you can tell I'm lieing now. Go on. Sit down. Come on. Please?"
Done by a Boy's Dorm. Go figure. Oh, and the Chris part was good. Just the rest. But, on the last day... They gave me a microhone. In the words of Adam Sandler, from the Wedding Singer "Well sir, I have a microphone, and you don't... So you will listen to every damn thing I have to say!!!" I insulted. I talked. I talked more. I conducted. I think I even danced... It was so cool. It gives you this amazing feeling of power. The last day featured also effectively no Bible reading, which was cool. No offence to the Bible. But Chris let us all talk and stuff. It was a bonding thing.

Also... On camp, one thing that sticks with me till today, is the fact I made a really really really good friend with someone very cool and very special... Yes, that's right.. Mikey. Though, apparently, he's forgotten me already. *Sniff* That boy learnt to supress the scary Stu so fast....

Last day of Camp. It came too fast. We, despite having 3 members of Ronin on our team, did NOT win the cryptic picture challenge from a day or so eariler. That sucked. But, I didn't want to lose the Campiness just yet, so, I quickly arranged a movie outing. We saw Emperor's New Groove, and Bart tagged along. IT was.... Damn cool. Great great great movie....

Day or so earlier, I lent my sisters Skateboard to Elise. She fell on her but apparently. I missed the show, but I've been assured it was very funny. Poor Elise.

After Emperor's New Groove, we went back to Tash's and watched Gone in 60 Seconds. Always a great movie. Fast cars, sleek action and Nicholas Cage. Mix, add Angelina Jolie, and you have a cocktail of fun. Or some other, corny line...

You'll have to excuse how dysfunctional this Blog is, I write it as I remember it.

Oh, and I wrote a peom on camp. About Frisbee's as mass impliments of Death and maiming. Cat's in the Craddle is on Win Amp now. Juicy.

I got to go Caving on camp too. And look like Spiderman. And then, there was the Talent Night. That was fun. Chris did his cool Robot dance thing. You could tell he was faking when the chair wouldn't move when he pushed it though. You could see the strings. There was the interesting Transvestitation of two young boys, which took 3 out or 3:30 minutes of a song to occur. For the rest of it, we just saw a blank stage. The best things were definetly the Subtitle Situations, of which I was a voice provider. Stick shifts and Safety belts was fun too. Bucket seats have got to go.

Hmmmm... So much happened, it's ahrd to remember it all, and recap it all.. So, I might move onto the rest of my list of stuff.

Wax on, Wax off:
My hair. It was long. It was boring. I was going to camp that night. Time for a cut, and... Something else.... I shocked a lot of people with what I did. But, I think on the whole, I look better now. Though Jill says otherwise. Bah. This from a woman who bought a Plushy that WASN'T Marvin the Martian for a 17 year old Male and 10 Months.

We can mae him faster, smarter, taller, better looking! And mor elike a street light?:
Well... I musta looked better this way, because over the length of the camp I did my best to covertly flirt with a very purty and interesting girl. And it must of payed off.

Brace yourself.

I'm no longer single. Now, while most of the people who bother to read this probably already know.. Shuddup. I'm telling you again. =)
Stuart has a Girlfriend. Still sounds weird. Girlfriend Girlfriend Girlfriend... Nup. Just sounds foonky...
But it's nice. Very nice.

To Elise: Thanks for being my.. G word. =D
And while I could drag on and on about this, that would annoy Tash... Who should take an objective look at her own Blogger entries once in a while...
But I'm getting tired, and don't want to look baggy eyed and stuff for when I do see Elise tommorrow, so I'll keep talking shall I? Good.

ICeek to kick your butt....:
ICQ is evil. It's that simple. Even with my beast of a system, it now chunks me up big time. And with it's silly add banners which I haven't bothered removing yet, it chews up my Bandwidth. I knew the little 'helpful' things would turn into proper Ads, but AOHell will not be stopped in it's attempats at making money I suppose.

South West Gaming Goodness:
I'm too tired... So I'll keep the last three points from my list till later in the week. Where I'll possibly add my cool new poem, update my friends page, and add more about the Camp. Stay tuned true believers.

Excelsior!!

-Kiljoy
"With moves like THAT no wonder it's called 'Break Dancing'... That had to hurt...."
"Mum, I'm sure ther--... Wait, those little buttons on the lights aren't hooked up to anything?" - Buffy, Buffy: The Vampire slayer
posted by Unknown at 4/22/2001 11:33:00 AM [edit]