Coincidentality
The blog title basically describes what I am going to blog about.
Recently, everything just happens to be a coincidence, and it actually scares me a little now.
Firstly, a few days ago, twice in a row, I pulled out my phone, to check the time, and each time I looked at the time, an incoming call came in. The first one was from Jared and second was from Sean. Something similar happened with MSN. I opened a convo, and as soon as I double clicked, and got ready to type something, they type “hey”. What’s going on?
Secondly, yesterday, my friend called, while I was at orientation day in Parra. Hey meet up at Central?.. and I was like, nah, I’m at Parra. Probably be at Central in an hour. So they said they were going to be home in half an hour. So definitely, I wont be able to see them. Then when I did get to Redfern, and when the train came. I walked towards the door, and guess what. There they were. What the fuck, is all I had to say. I just happen to be at that exact carriage, at that exact door, at the exact right time.
Another scenario this week. Jared called me to go JBhifi, but I was at home, getting ready to get to work. So I said I couldn’t make it. Cool. So when I got to Wolli, changing trains for the airport, a train passes my train, going the opposite direction. Guess who I see, sitting near the window. I say. What the fuck? again. I would have thought he went home, or atleast stayed longer, but nooo, we happen to be at the exact stop, at the exact time. Scares me. Fate?
These coincidences really scare me, and I wonder if it means something. They don’t just happen.
Oh yea, we decided to go the Casino again last Wednesday. This is another one of those scary fate things. Frank, for about 2 hours, played blackjack. Okay, he won some money. Didn’t play on roulette or anything. But when we were walking towards the cashier, just about to leave the casino, he randomly took out 5 bux, and put it on #28 in roulette. That was the first game of roulette he played in the day. Out of all those fucking numbers, he puts 5 bux on 28. Guess what.., the ball lands on 28. He won 36 times his money, and walked off with 180 dollars, in that last 3 minutes before leaving. I mean, how fucking weird is that. Out of all those numbers, he put it on 28, and it really actually landed on 28. What the hell. It’s either fate or just some real good luck charm.
Anyway, out of this whole superstition/fate topic.
Uni is going to start next week. How horrible. The 6 weeks just flew by like that. I was worried about my marks all that time, but I acutally went alright. Credit average. Surprisingly, I got CREDIT for accounting. But when I calcualted my marks, I actually barely got 32/60. I guess my semester marks pulled me up, while the final dragged me down. Anyway, its actually kind of sad, that holidays are over, and uni is starting again. But then again, holidays can’t be forever, and uni is just a change in routine.
This semester is going to be a hectic one. The subjects I chose are pretty GG. In one of the released lecture slides, it claimed the Autumn 2009 session average was 14.7/60. That scared me. Business Law is the subject. Freaks me out seeing such thing.
Tutorials have been a bitch too. I raged so hard at it. I had my timetable set out a few days before hand, on excel, and had it drafted out on my diary. But when the day came, @ 11:30, 1:30 and 3:30 of the day, open for registration, one of them went through on time, and the other two, I was 35 seconds late, and at 1:31, my filled slots were full. I went fucking nuts. Instead of two days of uni, as originally planned, its now a randomly spread out timetable. With 4 hour breaks, and random days. I went absolutely crazy. Its so fucking stupid. It’s either my internet connection, or that just, the stupid uni system is rigged.
Anyway, since all of our Blacktown students are moving to Parramatta, me and my uni friend decided to pop down to Parra campus. Damn its good. The library and everything, is so high tech. Theres big sofas to study on, good cafateria, pool tables which are playable, alcohol bar, and omg, everything. Sooo good. The orientation was bullshit though. It was for first year students. Literally first time students, if thats the word. They were handing out diarys, how to register tutorials, giving out pens, and all that shit. We just joined the campus tour, and looked around. Did some textbook research and thats about it.
Transport is shit. Getting to uni is, two trains and a bus, or just three trains.
Oh well, it just looks like one hectic semester coming up. Sit tight :P.
My tax return came a few days ago. Fking happy. Going to blow some in the casino.
I’m going to buy a car soon too. I’ve been taking a massive amount of driving lessons recently, in desparate need of P’s. It would be so much easier, getting to university, going to work, getting to fucking anywhere I want. But, in totaly, I’ve done 6 hours, and my instructor booked my test, for 31st August. He is a really pushy instructor, but I like it. Second lesson in, I was on a highway, doing 70. I need to take 2 more lessons now, one for night time driving, and one for reverse parking. Then I’m set. Now its just practice and logbook writing ;), if you get what I mean.
I’ve spent the last few days looking at cars I want to buy. And stupidly enoguh, I want Mercs, BMW’s nd all that shit. Theres ones going for like 10K, but the milage, and brand is shit. And parts would cost a fortune, if anything did fuck up. So thats out of my range now. I realised cars will have to be something for the long term. Parts, registration, insurance, pinkslips, and all that shit. A good looking, sports car, or a good car, which the price is too good to be true, the car will cost more to fix, or in the long term, drain your money. So right now, I’m probably looking at an Audi A4, or even just a holden. My parents agreed to chip in wateva I chip in. So, that shall be alright for me. Can’t wait to fken drive……………
And…
Wow, another 1000 words down. I hope this is whats going to happen in this semesters assignments.
Goodbye.
Victor Xiong
its been so long..
It’s been a while since I blogged, so I decided to pop down and recap a few things, and also a few things that have been on my mind. [HAHA the title has two meanings.. this blog is actually fucking long... 2900 words... more than any essay I've done]
Firstly, Michael Jackson.
Rest in peace. I was a great fan of you since I was like 6. Watched nearly all of your concerts on DVD, collected all your CD’s, and your music just makes me crazy. Respect x 100. And in my honest opinion, you did not molest kids, and I will stick by that. You have made great changes to this world and music.
The day I woke up, and Seano texted me “omg MJ died”, I was like.. bullshit? then when I turned on the TV, it was everywhere. Shocked. And especially two weeks before his major concert. That concert would’ve gone off. The tributes that other artists made towards him were just awesome, liek the ones at his funeral. Just awesome.
Well that has been in my mind for quite a bit. This brings me to another thing on facebook, about Michael Jackson. Perko and Avila. I know you guys like to be ‘different’ to other people, because it’s your ‘trend/phase’ or something. If MJ died, and people are sad, let them be so. Don’t carry on, on front of facebook to everyone, trolling on the pages, going “he deserved to die, that child molester”. I didn’t bother saying anything, but I think the argueing on facebook did its job. It makes me a tad angry reading it. All I got to say is, you’re cool. We all know you’re different to other people, you guys absolutely stand out.. you’re against MJ and telling the whole world!. (THUMBS UP!). yea not.
So thats MJ over with.
Little things these few weeks have been bugging me. It just pisses me off, everything people do, everything people say. When I’m on the streets, everything I look around pisses me off. I think I may need to see a psychiatrist or something. I’ll rant here now.
1. Indians, who are ‘hip’, and are in groups. They walk in a line across the pathway. They have no fucking idea whos behind them, whats behind them. It’s almost impossible to take over, unless I stick my hand between them, and go EXCUSE fucking me. It happened to me at central station one morning. I just nudged through, and ran for my train. I actaully pushed them a bit. I also realised, Indians cannot sit properly on a train seat. I don’t know if anyone has realised, but as soon as they are on the train, they slouch down and put their legs against the back of the seat on front of them. I think it’s like the Indian way of sitting. Don’t get me wrong, but I don’t have anything against Indians. They just annoy me sometimes.
2. People getting onto trains. Especially at Hurstville, asians have no ‘concept’ of letting people off the train first, then boarding. Well, first things first. The people on the train get off the train first, and then the people who want to get on, get on after them. Logic yea?. Well not for some people. I hate getting off the train, and seeing people crowding around the door, leaving me no space to get out. I saw a skip guy push an asian lady once at Hurstville. Not to the ground, but put his hand out and nudged her aside. Haha, these things are so little, but I’m blogging it for the sake of it. It’s a little rant.
3. Online trolls. This can relate to perko and avila, but I know them, so its not trolling. But people on forums, and people on youtube, trolling peoples videos, arguing, or saying complete offensive shit. Lol, all I know is, your a fat kid with glasses sitting on front of the computer, unsatisfied with life, but think you can become some sort of king, or ‘bully’ on the internet. It’s quite funny. Going against what people say, or just being dickhead on the internet wont make you anymore of who you are already. I know no body can track you down, or no body knows who you are. Yea, its a good thing no one will have a gun pointed to your head. Perko and Avila, if you were on a public MJ forum, and anyone tracked you down, I hope you stay alive.
4. People that brag and say bullshit about themselves. Well, Mr Vegimite boy, who got rescued by a helicopter. Funny, we went across him at Marketcity. We were like hi, and walked off. Then a huge bitchfest started. Well, what a life he’s living, he can probably leave UNI now, and live in a mansion. He makes $400′000 a year, has another 6 jobs lined up for him, has a broadway office, makes 32grand for websites and hes partnered with Matt Dwyer in an online business. Coming from all different people, the ‘6 jobs’ was told to someone, and then someone else was told the ‘400K’ thing and yea, a huge bitchfest started, because we all found out it was bullshit. Well he told me he had an office broadway. I lol’ed. lol’ed hard. GTFO uni man! your whole lifes set. you apparently make 32grand for 1 website!, awesome man, with no experience, you can make 32 grand a webby. A graduate website developer who just graduated barely even made 2K a website, yet alone someone who has nothing can make 32 grand. It’s not lotto !. And, a website just cannot exceed 10K in value. Facebook itself was made free, until it started getting popular, and microsoft purchased a part for 300 million or something. Yet alone 32 grand a website. Two websites, and your whole year is set. Respect up man, I wish I was like you. Really.
5. Drivers who think they’re cool, because they have loud engines and drive faster than you. Congratufuckinglations mate. YOU’RE SO awesome. I wish I had a car like yours, and the skill to drive fast. I wish I thoguht I was the king of the road. Damn you’re cool. I should slow down my car just for you. ok, not. anyway, I’d keep a pile of bricks in my car. Chuck it at their windscreens. Or I can just buy a packet of thumbtacks. Pour it on front of their cars. Pop their fucking tyres. That ad with the people doing the pinky thing when people speed. It’s so true. I’m one of those people.
6. Tryhards. I think I’ve blogged about this before. People who have that strut when they walk, have earings, ‘gangstaaaa’ haircuts, have no respect for public, think they’re higher than other people. Leb’s especially, who are taking over Hurstville at the moment. We do NOT look up to you in any way. You are little ants that try to climb a ladder. No one respects you. NOBODY is scared of you. I know back in your country its torn up, grenaded, and AK47’s shooting up into the air, but in Australia, we are much more civilised. We do not go across Hurstville, walk on front of you expecting people to move for you. You are not the king of anything, and no body respects you. You are rubbish. Go fucking die. I respect Lebanese people, lawyers, pizza shops, dougies, doctors, and lebanese who are smart, and who can live peacefully with us.
7. People that cough and sneeze and not cover up their mouths. You are disgusting. Indians especially, they do it like, on purpose. Achoo, while still having their hands in their pockets. Or just coughing on the street, no hands covering it. I felt the wind on cheeks when they coughed. It’s absolutely disgusting. Especially on trains, I have this claustrophobic feeling. The germs or wateva will just be stuck in the train, until the doors open. ANYWAY,
THE END, of my little rant. These are things I think of when I’m on the train to work or something. I just sit there, staring out the window, sometimes in anger. Maybe I’m just one angry cunt.
I’ve had a pretty active holidays. I’m quite happy. Trying to make the most of it, before my results come out. I’m actually quite worried about my accounting. But, I just hope I pass everything.
Work has been the main thing I’ve been doing. It almost feels as thoguh I’ve been living there. Because its Uni holidays, my boss put me in so many filler shifts across the board. I had to fill many days, and basically did 5 day weeks. But it’s a good thing in terms of money, but its just fucking tiring. I get home everyday just collapsing onto bed.
My tax return is coming soon too! Quite a good amount coming back.
Which brings me to the topic of casinos 
It’s become quite an addiction, and I’m not happy. It’s that thrill of winning and not winning, it’s like a rollercoaster ride with money. The first time I went was after the UTS cruise, and it stopped right outside star city. And so, I put in 20 dollars on roulette, and won 50 bux. Then decided to gamble away 30 dollars.. and lost it all. At that point it was just.. meh. 2 weeks ago, I went with Frank, he won $180.00 and I won $100.00. It was preh fking awesome. Then we organised another day to come. At that point, it was addicted. Watching that roulette wheel, spinning, and having money on that, is just such a thrill. At points I would be shaking and heart pumping like crazy.
The third time I ended up at starcity, I brought $300.00 I blew my first 200 on roulette, and yea, I ended up winning 1K. I was absolutely psyced. But I basically used that strategy of walking around, looking at tables with rows and rows of colours or patterns. Like I did 200 dollars at one go on a table which had 7 red’s in a row. I put 200 on black, and guess what.. I doubled it. So yea, I got to 1000 and stopped. Then I got greedy and decided to double it, and did it on an even number, because it had like 7 odd numbers in a row, but too bad, an 8th odd came up, and lost it all. It was such a crazy feeling, watching the wheel, and having 1000 dollars on the line. But I guess it was a shit decision to make, when either to double or nothing. Anyway, I was down to my last $100.00, and basically played it safe, and played corners/streets/colours. But surprisingly, I won 700 dollars from that. After that I said. OK thats it, lets gtfo. It’s so fucking addictive. At the end, we caught the starcity bus to Hurstville, and I caught a taxi home from there. Funny, we made a vow, that if we won anymore that 1K we’d catch a limo home.., and if we actually won anything more than 7K (just dreamin), we’d buy a ticket to Vegas.
When I got home, my parents raged. They called me throughout the night, and yea, they knew I was at star city. I got home, they asked how much a lost. But yea, they got angry. I tried to fix it by saying I’ll give them all the money. They said they’ll rip them up.. Oh well.. My dad just told me to spend it all so I wont go back to the casino, and yea promised that I wont step foot in one again.
Anyway, I spent the winnings on lottery tickets and scratchies, which was about $97.00. I have realised, lottery is quite cliche’d. So many people buy it, having hope they might win the “millions”. And waiting on front of the at night, looking at the draw, with a glimpse of hope of winning. I actually read this on Garmons blog a while ago. It’s so true. With the extra money, I also shouted Sean/Alvin/Frank on Thursday, at sizzler. Caught the taxi there and back, and yea. Blew alot of money. But that day, it was about 200 dollars blown. Then before that I shouted my parents dinner, which was about another 100. I followed my dads rules, “spend all the money, so you don’t gamble again”.
But, in relation to tax returns, I’m going to blow a partial amount for fun at the casino. Hopefully I lose, so I get over this whole casino thing. This breaks the promise, but.. Really I don’t know what to say.
SOOOO…. thats my whole casino encounter.
So yea, in the past weeks, its basically been work work work. I’ve been sick a few times these past few weeks. Been getting colds and flu , coming and going. It’s like going around everywhere. So weird. But shittily, Nick came over a few days ago, and he had swine flue. THE swine flue. He’s been taking TAMIflu and all that, and couldn’t get up for 2 weeks. Yea thanks so much, for coughing in my room, and touching everything in my room. I hope I don’t fucking get it.
Anyway, works cool sometimes. I’ve been seeing Lundys brother alot. Getting like 2-3 boxes every shift he’s there. Coolest guy ever. But ever since the first time, I’ve gotten sick of them so I have been giving them to Frank and Sean. I’ve had kremes for brekkie lunch and dinner on that week he gave me 3 boxes. It was just terrible. But I still ask for them, because its free. HAHA. Although I still eat it heaps. I got two boxes yesterday, and I’ve had like half the box already. Oh dear..
A few days ago, I caught up with the real Lundy. That night was pretty cool actually. Philip organised some hotpot thing.. even thoguh I don’t eat hotpot, I turned up. It was basically the whole techie group. People I haven’t seen for like 6 months, since last year formal. It’s cool catching up with them. We played poker, and ate, and etc. Awesome night. I had to go home early though. My parents raged, and yea.. FK.
A few weeks ago was also the uts cruise. That was awesome. Didn’t expect that much out of it, but it was awesome. Met alot of new ppl that night, and it was just fun. I didn’t drink though. I am actaully totally out of drinking now. It is probably becuase of that Havana night a few months ago, after I threw up. Drinking just hasn’t been my thing. So anyway, before the cruise, we watched transformers 2. Damn that movie is action packed. It was actually very very interesting. Then yea, we had dinner and got to the cruise. After that, we went maccas.. then star city. That was my first encounter with starcity gambling. I signed up for membership that night. Anyway, this whole starcity shit I’ve talked about, so yea. That night basically ended with sleeping in CityHunter. Thats a new awesome thing to do. Go to the net cafe after a long tiring night, and pay 5 dollars to sleep. Its cheaper than a hotel or some random accomodation. So yea, slept till about 7AM, and caught the train home. Damn it was one crazy night. Legs fully died.
Another night, I caught up with Kevin Chang. Pretty random, but it was the Sydney Tech music night. So we just called up and decided to pop down. We’ve been performing in that thing for the past 5 years in a row, and yea, it was interesting to check it out, and see how the school was going, and how the teachers and all that were going. The school has changed a little bit. They have a new basketball court, which was preh cool. It seems, they shifty’ed our pool fund, and built new things everywhere. Music teachers have changed, and things just seem more hightech now.
And yesterday night, we had another catch up with Jared/Ryan/Jack and etc. We just pooled and net cafe’d there. Then had dinner at Nandos. Randomly saw Viray that night too. But yea, it was a pretty random night.
On a shitter note.. uni starts soon. Have to tutorial registrate soon, sort out the timetable, and all that. The whole process again. Hopefully I will actually work hard and try this semester. Damn I say it all the time, but ‘this time’ I will try and put more effort into it. . . who am I shitting. But it’s going to be a dodgy start for me. I’m going to miss out the first week of uni, and going down to Melbourne with parents, for my dads business.. I actaully wanted to go, and told my parents that I had nothing on that week. But yea, I sort of realised uni starts on 27th, and not August. Oh well.
Driving lessons have also been a bugger for me. I want my P’s so badly atm, and I’ve been forking out tonnes of money on driving lessons. I can drive a little better now, and third lesson in, he put me onto Princes Highway. I was like fuck.. But theres just so much you have to remember when driving, it drives me nuts.
But anyway, it’s pissing me off, because I can’t practice on my dad’s car, and yea, it seems I have to rely on driving lessons, or just buy my own car, which.. will not happen.
Anyway, nobody’s going to read this blog, except me probably.
2900 words rounded.
Anyway,
ENfuckingJOY!.
-Victor Xiong