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Ahhhh man, I have gotten so lazy. You can tell, I mean, im writing a blog instead of reading up on some lectures....so lazy...........

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Im even too lazy to even think of anything to type...wow this is awesomely lazy...i'm so lazy, if you asked me how lazy I was, I wouldnt answer, because im that lazy.

PS: Lazy

Sooo... My finals are coming up very soon and im packing shit. Even though my marks are OK I still feel like I havent learnt anything. I dont feel confident enough to be able to utilise what i've learnt at uni with what im doing at work. I have to start soon though, if I wanna make the big bucks I guess.

I feel moody at the moment. I think I know why but I am almost denying it, which is odd because I usually accept my gut feeling. I think i'm feeling lonely again?

My old blogs always used to reflect my lack of relationship status. Its mainly due to the fact that the majority of my friends are now coupled up. It gets to you after a while....im running out of single friends to hang out with haha. With single friends you share this common ground, like harmless flirting or just being open and that mentality of being single!!!! Everyone changes for the better or worse when they couple up. Anyway, my mind is all over the place with this blog....but basically its just getting frustrating. To me being in a relationship tends to be a step forward, which I feel everyone is doing except me. I've always had the fear of being left behind when my friends move on to bigger and better things.

This blog usually is a form of venting to me, which explains alot.

Ok, I better try and get some readings done. Peace all.

PS: Lazy

Fuzz

Wheel of Fort...uitous Losses

Well, I went to my mate's party on Saturday. My birthday present to him was "Everything you drink is on me"............

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I think you can see where this is going, because I just heard you go "Oohhhhh". You know the noise, its like when you see a guy infront of you get hit in the balls from a projectile or a foot from his girlfriend, you go "Oooohh", every male does it. I spent $350 on drinks that night, and that was a projectile in the balls let me assure you.

Either way, the party was great. I gotta admit, I am a major freakin flirt when I am drunk. However, its ok because im not a sleaze when I flirt. I'm not like "Hey baby u wanna catch somethin tonight?", its more just like "Hey, i've been hanging out with my bourbon alot and he's been tellin me you're getting more and more attractive each time I see you, is this true? lolz?? Is that your real hair? Has anyone told you that you look like Dame Edna? You're beautiful lets get married....fine leave god you're such a bitch lol jk gg hf" so its coolz.

I got my results back for my Estate Planning exam. I missed out on a distinction which sucks, but I was really expecting to fail it majorly, so yeah, pleasant surprise hahaha. I want to find out my mark for my retirement planning assignment, but I dont know how long that will take. I also talked to my Dad about his financial status and gave him a really good recommendation. He actually listened for once and I am going to try to arrange a meeting with some agents and get a plan in order. From a planning perspective, I can save my dad a reasonable amount of money and help him save for his retirement by negatively gearing his property. He just turned 55, so he is eligible for a Transition to Retirement scheme which I recommended.

I can't believe its only like a little over a month before I finish this semester. Assuming I pass everything, i'll be done....wow. I've decided i'm going to start my DFP almost straight after, preferably early December, depending on when the workshops are available. Also, like alot of my other friends, I am looking forward to a friend's birthday party at the Hunter Valley early next year. The plan is to hire out a place and get pissed for the weekend. I told my mum about this, she said "Yeah, I heard alot of people go there to drink up". She is awesome. They trust me wayy too much, their hearts are going to break when they find out I have been spiking their tea with weed for the past 6 years.

It helps me deal with them...

I feel good today, thats the main reason im writing this blog. Usually my blogs are all like deep and meaningful, which gets annoying after a while. I mean, i'm not a piece of meat... even though I do taste great with some garlic sauce. Ew??



We hit a cat on Saturday...

- Hurshy

Dreams

Some of the dreams i've been having recently are quite vivid and alot more life-based than what they usually are (usually being really dumb, weird stuff that makes me wake up and go WTF). This one dream I had was so clear it was amazing, but it really gave me a sense of feeling uneasy, or unfulfilled. I dreamt I was in India and had everybody around me, all my friends and relatives. But when I looked out into the sky, the atmosphere was that of Sydney. That is, a welcoming weather consisting of clear skies, cool breeze and a blind unexplained happiness. I felt uneasy because now I feel torn between two countries. One where my roots and a life were, which is slowly turning into someone else's story because I can hardly recognise it. The other consisting of my current life, full of luxury, prospects and unbreakable friendships. I really want to go back to India, some people say "get over it...it was a trip overseas, move on" but I just can't.

People tend to start a new life again at 30 or 40 years, sort of like a mid life crisis, where they change their occupation, residence, friends, everything. I can't do that because I feel life is too short to start again. Sure you remember all the memories, and some consider it an experience or a transition, but my brain just doesn't function that way. If i'm already forgetting my childhood in India, there is no way I will remember ANYTHING about it if I start life again so to speak.

I remember my last night in India, I was in a taxi with my friends..on the back left as always driving to the airport. This song came on the radio and I absolutely fell in love with it. India was back in February/March so it was quite a while ago. The song is called Maula Mere, sung by Roop Kumar Rathod and composed by a very young musician named Mithoon, its for the movie Anwar (I may have discussed this previously in my posts, no idea). This is a film and song I keep going back to, and I recommend it for everyone who is into contemporary "get into your head" movies. I still don't understand all the connotations of the film, but i'm beginning to love it more every time I watch it.

Ok, now I have all that gayness out of the way...

My job as a paraplanner is panning out well. I'm receiving more compliments and less criticisms at work so I feel a little more secure, and my boss let me participate in a client meeting, which is a big step forward for me. Even after this, I really have no idea what lies ahead for me.

Music wise, I am looking to buy an audio interface that will suffice for the rest of my life so my "bang for buck budget" has gone up from $500 to $1500. I'm considering either the Preonus FP10 or the Firestudio, along with the MOTU 8pre. They are all excellent products, but in terms of mixing and routing capabilities the Firestudio is the most appealing. Our guitarist is 100% sure he'll be buying a midi drumkit at the end of the year, which is great for the band. If I can find a way to use the DFH vst in real-time with the midi kit and record it through my desired audio interface, i'll no longer have the issue with mic'ing up a drumkit. I've listened to alot of amatuer recordings and bands with professional studio recording software. Sure it sounds good, but, ego aside, I know I can do better. I have to give this a shot, no matter how embarrassing or demoralising it may get, music is something I really do not want to give up. I also need to learn to sing, and conclusively getting lessons and stuff, it all comes down to money which I have very little of. Darghhh damn life is being wasted 'cuz of lack of money....gayyyyy

I don't mean to sound artsy fartsy, I hope my point is coming across. I should write something when i'm high.

Fuzz