Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Year

It's really the 2nd of January of 2011 but whatever.
My New Year's Eve was so uneventful it wasn't funny.
All because (>START RANT) my parents won't let me out at dark to parties or sleepovers unless they drive me there, which basically means that I can't go anywhere with alcohol/drugs because then I will get scolded. They do this because they think that their 17 year old 'child' is not capable of looking after himself and because the world outside my house becomes unsafe at night. They truly are paranoid.

Tracking back to Christmas, I got cologne from my Secret Santa which is the best Secret Santa yet. Onto Christmas Night, I had my FUCKING VANS STOLEN. They felt molded to my riding feet and had sustained riding marks and I've grown to love them. Now I have to find new Vans really quick because they are probably the best shoes I've ever worn. If I see my shoes on some deliquent's feet, I swear I'll tackle them and beat the shit out of his face and take my shoes back. And if you're somehow reading this - you're dead when I find you because I love my shoes.

After waking up to find my beloved shoes were gone, my family and I left to Denmark with my uncle's family. Fun was had.

Arriving back in Perth, I found out my crappy TEE result of 87.6 and this caused "Son I am disappoint" in my parents. But I don't really mind, it's enough to get into my preferences for University. Rode my bike the first chance I got, felt good man.

New Year's Resolutions?
1. Pwn uni
2. Get a billion times more fit to ride to UWA
3. Get into UWA
4. Stop gaming too much
5. Start reading political and military theory from minds such as Trotsky and Machiavelli and Clausewitz
6. Get a job
7. Make $$$
8. Buy good clothing, new sneakers
9. Get a track frame with $$$ and upgrade wheelset
10. Make new friends and keep in touch with old ones

My life is hard. Happy New Year.

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