Why so serious?

Haha, that title is just random, but whatever.

I’m not taking uni seriously enough now days, and it’s kind of hitting me now. Since holidays till now, I haven’t done a single thing properly, and haven’t started being serious. All my units, I’m just scraping by, and turning up to classes going.. WTF?. This semester is so fuckered for me, and I can feel it coming. There are assignments that are coming up and are due. I have no idea whats with them, and what to do. Two of my texbooks are still in its wrapping LOL. Arghh.. gotta start taking uni seriously, before anything shit happens. Mid-Sem for accounting is coming up next week. Next Saturday to be precise. OH GG. Nah kidding, I’ll fuck’n kill the exam.

Anyway,

Theres a FAGGOT KUNT lecturer for business law. Well first I posted a message on the discussion board, asking about a reclarification of what was on the information sheet on that test/quiz coming up. In about 2 hours, my post was deleted. Well this guy is on the discussion board 24/7, replying to EVERY single comment, where I noticed him critisising everything. Every single question gets answered with “You should read your learning guide. Questions like that show you have not understood the requirements of this course.” or like “You have obviously mis understood this, re-read it again”. HE DOESNT answer the FUCKING questions. I haven’t seen this guy, but I bet he’s some old FATSHIT who has a 10 foot pole up his ass. So he deleted my question, then messaged me “Think before you post these questions. You should check this discussion board atleast twice a day”. Get that fucking pole out of your ass faggot. Funny now, he closed the discussion board, because people post questions twice. He’s more like in his head “Hey, hope these guys fail”. Posting a question twice is called ‘abuse’ in this world. Fuck you.

A normal discussion board is, post a question, and another student will answer it, or will suggest something. Not “read the guide, fuck off”, and ESP from the lecturer. GRRR

I have so much anger in me, its so bad :(. Everywhere I go, I have anger in me. It’s so bad. This blog is my ranting wall.

I was fuming on Wednesday, @ Parra. This fucking druggo woman, (You could obviously tell), with red eyes, smelling like shit, and dressed like a fucking trashcan, walks up to me. Hey matey, can you spare a dollar, I need to make a phonecall. Well at that point, I really didn’t have any change (Not that I would give her any), but I said, nah, sorry, no change. She walks off and says “fucking cunt”. Well obviously I ignored that and walked off, but inside me, I was absolutely fuming. Who the fuck are you?. GET A FUCKING JOB. Seriously, what the fuck are these people doing with their lives. I don’t appreciate being called a FUCKING CUNT, when I don’t give you change. I know your not genuinely poor, you just spend your money on drugs and ciggarettes. GRR. Anyway, I might be over reacting, but it makes me angry, seeing people like that.

My boss, dickhead #2. Well, I realised I had the mid-sem for financial accounting, on a Saturday 5th Sep. Yea, okay, I called TWO weeks before saying I can’t make it. “Look mate, I made the roster 3 weeks ago, you tell me this now?” *Angry tone*. Okay, I admit my bad.. but its two weeks notice, your fucking requirement for notices. I tried being nice, and SMS’ed, look, I will come to work after my exam, and do other half of the night shift. I got no reply, and when I turned up to work, my roster hasn’t changed, even though I crossed my time out. He didn’t fill in anybody, nor verify my absence. I don’t know whats happened, but maybe he’s expecting me to turn up to work, and if I don’t he’ll find that reason to fire me?. MAN its PISSING ME OFF. I don’t want to confront him either, asking what the mother fuck is going on. So ANGRY. I will have to see whats going on. And maybe during my exam, I’ll be thinking about it all the way through. What a dick.

On another note,

Spamming started on my blog recently. I had about 60-70 spam comments on my wall a day, and flooded my email box a few times. It was all like “Insurance, costing next to nothing, join here”, “Boost your views, click here”, and all that shit. These guys a fucking idiots. All they’re causing is mess on my site. These advertisments DON’T FUCKING WORK. Get it into your head. It’s like telemarketing. “Hey, buy this product”. I’m only angry becuase my email box got flooded that day, and drove me nuts. I had to delete every single one of those comments from my blog, and emails. Luckily, I found a spam patch, which I installed, and blocked all that shit off.

I recently got scam emails too, “Our governemnt is offering $2.8 million US, and you are the beneficiary. We will transfer after you give us your ID and bank #”. HAHAHA really think I’d fall for that?. Keep dreaming. I feel REALLY REALLY sorry for people that do fall for it, and send them their details. It’s so sad. People have had their life savings ripped off from these people. The shit thing is that, if you do reply to these emails or call those numbers, they’re all real. They would even reply to it, reclarifying it, or trying to talk you into their shit. These people are fucking lifeless, and seriously, I have to say this again. GET A FUCKING JOB. Scamming people like this is just fucking wrong okay. Not they understand what ‘wrong’ means. If I had that scammed money to buy food, I wouldn’t eat that food. It’s getting fed off people who end up losing their house, or life savings. GRR.

Roger, I encourage you to have a few gambles, or just to have fun when gambling, but not when you take it too far. This is the story. Wednesday two weeks ago - starts off with 50 dollars. Loses it all. Leeches $115.00 from Raymond, then another $20.00 from me, and loses it all. This Thursday again, after uni, quick gamble, $40.00 down. Again today, $70.00 down. Damn, its either you have EXTREMELY SHIT luck, or you’re just an idiot (not gambling right). Atleast one win? c’mon. Customised rules for roger.

Rule #1. Do not reach over to other peoples screen (Raymonds) to make a bet if you have lost. That is desparation. “I owe you man, look, trust me, 5 on black”

Rule #2. Do not borrow money after you have lost.

Rule #3. Do not think you can milk the casino, because you can’t. Play roulette as a game of luck, not strategy. Max % on roulette is 66.6%. Don’t get cocky please.

Rule #4. Making pussy bets will make you go NO WHERE with roulette. Observing your loss, you have been going by this. -$2.00, -$5.00, -$3.00, -$5.00, -$10.00, and yea, it builds up. When you DID win, it was up by $2.00.

Rule #5. Don’t get cocky. e.g Walking up to people, buying a drink then saying “With that money, I could’ve bought 10x what you have there”. Too cocky. Casino not easy to milk from.

Rule #6. Watch out for loan sharks. Your dick will get chopped off if you get too desparate for money.

Last of all. Please quit while your only $285.00 down. Next down will be your house and your dick… jks.

HAHA Roger doesn’t read this blog, oh well, it’s helpful gambling rules :). Get a counsellor if you really need one. You’ve gone to star city too much :).

So that ends my little rant/blog/talk.

Damn I’ve been sick recently. Since back from when I got back from Melbourne, but it just hasn’t come out. I feel it in my head, in my nose, in my throat. Theres this heavy itch/pain. What’s fucked is, I think I’ve been too busy, to let it inflame. Like it’s either I’m working, or I’m at uni, or out at the city drinking, or doing a driving lesson, or a friend coming over or god knows what… I don’t know. I don’t think I’ve had a day off to do something myself for a while. I wake up in the mornings feeling tired and my nose itches, like I have a cold or flu. It feels so fking bad. Then when the day starts, I kind of forget about it.

Anyways,

G’Nite.

p.s Haha, the title of the blog really does suit this article. Really, why so serious?

Highroller Night 2009

Indeed, I decided to call the title that, because thats basically whats going to be blogged.

As in my last post, I made a vow to gamble away $500.00 and GTFO gambling, but that does not look like it will have much effect.

So this is the whole story, of that mega crazy awesome night.

We checked into the hotel room, and chilled for like an hour, and then proceeded downstairs to the function…, which I didn’t end up attending. So me and Nick went for a walk out on George street, and got some food from market city.. and then WTF, bumped into ken/alias/jackiechan and all that, walking the other direction.

Just joined then, and went drinking at Sharkies.

Oh man, I made a vow not to drink before gambling, but didn’t resist, and chained it hard.

Rofl, without even realising, I ended up shouting like 130 bux of shots and drinks, and it just all went on credit card. But who care’s now, I made it back (later on). I took only 6 shots though, and had two glasses of beer..

After that, I felt like a quick sleep, and caught a taxi back to the hotel. Oh my god, when it got into starcity, this dude walked up to the door, and opened it for me. Welcome to the hotel sir, can I take your bags (I didn’t have any bags). THAT WAS so kool. Anyway, lyed down for about.. 3 seconds, and Frank called and told me to go to the function.. and I ended up going, with my head spinning. There he is, level 3 ball room (classy shit mang), with his trophy and prize money, and won that prize being the top business or something. It was in this classy ballroom, and we got wine poured by these waiters, and man, I couldnt drink anymore. But meh, in celebration, had a glass of wine.

So that’s that. I was so tipsy at that point. When we decided to go upstairs, I lyed down for about another 5 minutes, before Frank was like, fuck lets gamble. Great, he was tipsy at that point too. So I out of my roll of 500, I took out $100, and headed downstairs. First thing I walk into is a roulette table, with 6 blacks in a row. I cashed 100 bux in chips and put it on fucking black, then too late to take my bet back (what I was meant to do was put it on red..). I was like FUCK.., I have no idea why I put it on black. But guess what, the 7th black came up. I doubled that 100. What the shit?. So I had 200 bux. BUT THEN I decided to do a bet on Red, which was 200 dollars. I doubled that on the spot. So that was logical. In that first 15 minutes of walking in, I was @ $400.00

I’m surprised they let me into the casino, my face was fucking red, and couldn’t even walk straight at that time. I sat down on a random table for a bit, and watched ppl play roulette. Then I saw Frank, at a random table. “Hey Frank, do you know what your playing?” - looks at the sign, and it says “pontoon”. “FUCK I thoguht I was playing blackjack”. MAN that was funny. He was 390 dollars up too. LOL’ed so hard.

I was so loud in the casino that night. But it was damn crowded, so it was okay. I needed to squeeze my head in throguh ppls asses to make bets.

So I played a round of pontoon, and put 40 bux down, and doubled it. It was a game similar to blackjack, but meh, I just played along, doubled it, and fucked off.

I played roulette for the rest of the night, and at one point, I put 10 dollars on number 25. KABOOM, it lands on 25. HAAH I screamed SOOO LOUD the dealer was like, please be quiet sir. Sean was like WTFING to the max. So I made a quick $360.00 dollars on the spot.

Then I just played streaking, watching for 6-7 blacks in a row, and putting absurd bets on the odd colour. I got to about 1100.00 dollars, when I decided to hand over 1000.00 dollars to Sean to hold. And yea, that kept me safe for a bit. With that remaining 100 dollars, I got up to about 700 again, but then lost it all..

I ended up lending Frank money too, like 50 bux/100 bux at at time.  Then gave 20 bux to Sean to gamble, and dunno. I think I might have even dropped a 100 dollar chip somewhere without noticing. But basically I had handfuls of chips, everywhere, some in my pocket, some in my hand, and like everywhere.

First hit of the night (100 dollar chips, 25’s and 5’s)

Then Viray and Roger came by to watch, and play. Roger, shit guy. Put 20 bux into the machine, and keeps on doing 2 dollars or 4 dollars on colours. He basically went up by 2 dollars, then lost 2 dollars, then won 4 dollars, and losing 4 dollars, and etc. He spent an hour in that shitty electronic roulette machine, ending up winning like 4 bux LOL.

Anyway, I put a 25 dollar chip down that night, on a corner of 22, and it landed on 22 too that night. I won 225.00 dollars. At that point, Viray told me to cash out, and yea, I did cash out.

The night was quite controlled I have to admit.

I cashed out all the money, and put it into the safe in the hotel room. And went back downstairs to watch for a bit.

Stupid thing was, I borrowed 100 off Frank AGAIN, and doubled it again LOL. Cashed that out, and that was IT.

Went upstairs, took a shower, and went to bed. (Holding the bundle of cash in my hand). I had a dent in my hand the next morning, but LOL.

Sean and Frank came back from their gambling, and yea, they basically lost it all LOL. Oh well’s.

But truthfully, that whole night was dellusional (if thats the word). I don’t remember much, but it was just wheels spinning, losing/winning, and like I dunno. My head was spinning, and having the money and all that, was just all dellusional. The next morning I woke up, I was like .. wow.., that was a crazy night..

So yea, we got up the next morning, and went to the buffet breakfast. Shit thing, was on the way, I decided to gamble 50 bux. LOL. So on the way to the buffet, we had to walk throguh the casino. It was just so hard to resist.

Then after brekkie, I went limousine office, to ask how much a limo was. IT WAS $165.00!!, from City to Hurstville.

But I didn’t end up getting it. Had work.

I gave 10 bux to Frank to get home (he lost everything). I shouted Sean a taxi ride, and I gave myself a taxi ride to work.

I am thinking about doing this thing every year. Like a proper crazy night out. Because it was just an awesome feeling. Get a little tipsy, bring a wad of cash, hire out a hotel room, order a limousine, and go in a suit. The only thing missing is Cuban Cigars.. damn totally forgot that night.

That whole night and day I was in a suit. But then catching a limo to work would have been too far. My boss would have killed me.

So anyway, doing this thing every year would be awesome. Like save up for this day, hire a hotel room and all that shit, and just highroll for the night. Call it a highroller night or someshit.

So anway, that night, I was in profit of $1090.00.

The whole day I was carrying 1590.00 worth of cash, and a few coins in my pocket. Man it was shit catching a train home.

Anyway, looks like nearly all the posts I have made in these past few weeks have been about gambling,

I assure you’s now that the next one will have no relation to gambling, and this is the end of it. For a while, or maybe forever.

I spent $175.00 of my winnings on lotto tickets, just for fun. (4 mega picks and 2 system 9 games). LOL.

The Beginning. (50’s)

The End. (100’s)

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Victoreks

Melbourne and Everything else.

It has been a hectic two weeks, and I sense this blog is going to be very long.

These few weeks have been pretty hectic.

Started with a nice win @ clube central @ Hurstivlle on roulette

This is the story

Went drinking about 2 days before uni started. After work, got a call from Nick.. to go out drinking and clubbing. I actually decided to go, not knowing anyone that actually went, except for Nick and Magrat. It was some girls birthday party. So yea, me/Nick and Marg went pre drinks. I started iwth 4 shots.. then after, at the club, had another 5.. and 2 more after. Man that was crazy.. got really tipsy, but it was awesome. The music and all that just sank in.. RIVERSIDE MOTHERF*CKER. Oh my god that song makes me go fking crazy. Haven’t done this for a while…, well actually, haven’t drunk that much since.. that Havana party a while ago, after chucking up.

So thats that. That night, I really don’t know why, but I wanted to gamble so bad, and I wanted to play number 25 on roulette. It got to a point where it was annoying, and yea. I was stopped from gambling that night :@. Probably because I was a little drunk. Anyway, that number 25, next morning, I went to Hurstville Clube Central with Nick. I put in 2 dollars, and put it straight on 25. It landed on 25. RIGHT on it, and on the first go. Out of 36 numbers, I walked in, sat down, and 2 dollars on 25. I won 72 dollars, in that instant. So I decided to put another 2 dollars on a corner of 25, and rofl, it landed on 25 again.., and instantly won 45 dollars. I cashed out after that, and a third fucking 25 came out. AAH, if I had 100 bux on 25, it would’ve been 3600 dollars. 36x the bet. Hectuc. Anyway, 3 25’s came out in a row. That is like 3/111 chance of happening, and it just happened on front of my face.

When I walked in the club, and entered the 2 dollars, and put it on 25, the old guy nxt to me was like, what the fuck is this guy doing. It looked stupid, but also looked like I rigged the system or some shit. He gave me the biggest dirty. It was like 3 minutes of luck.

So after doing that, we went pho, and played pool. The machine, miraclously fed out 4 solid balls, which were #5’s. It was probably because people kept on using balls on other tables nd shit, but watever.

Nick was like, ok, you gotta put 2 bux on #5.

And so I did, walked back to the roulette, and set 2 dollars straight on number 5.

The wheel span, and it landed on number 5.

I screamed so loud everyone turned around and looked. Nick was like holy shit.. o.o

It’s like everything just happened right.

Then I cashed out, and fuck oath, the number that came up after I cashed out was 25 again.

Man that was one crazy ‘luck’ day. Everything just happened right.

I spent the winnings on lottery tickets.. which only two games won..

of Division 7. Meh still good.

Oh the day after, I saw a shooting star too. That was something I’d never seen before either, but it’s interesting.

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Melbourne… was an awesome trip. My parents did a conference there, and I went along. I did however, have a choice of staying home, or going. And I chose to go, because I didn’t want to stay home alone for a week (I know that sounds childish).

Alot of the times, I just explored Melbourne, while my parents were at the 6 day conference. It was basically me alone for 6 days. I did explore alot of things. The tram network was something that amazes me. It literally expands out of the city, in ratio to like Sydney to Wollongong distance. I chose a random tram to catch, which went to ‘Bundora’, and I had no idea where it was. Well it was 50 minutes away, and it was a farmland/dead place. It was about, a one and a half hour trip, to and from the city. That was pretty amazing. I wish a tram network would run like that in Sydney. It would make things so much easier.

So thats that. Other times, I just bummed at an internet cafe, and chat, and twitter and all that. I’d probably spent about 30-40 bux in total, for the 6 days, just on internet cafe. It is quite sad but yea. I however did use the excuse of ‘internet cafe’ to end up going to Crown casino. That place is just absolutely amazing.

Flame fountains, glowing and moving chandeliers, and the size of a football stadium. It’s like maybe 6 times the size of star city. It’s just amazing.

So I went there many times. I know my parents are against it, but I was just bored shitless, and I did feel like a little gamble. It is becoming a problem now, and I have realised. It started with $50.00, and yea, it was a quick fun gamble. I acutally got up to about 170 dollars, then lost it all. Cashed out again, and played again. Lost again. And, yea.. In total I lost about $240.00. It’s sad, but I am grateful, that I have the chance to quit early. I do not want to end up like one of those old Asian men, that end up fucking up their lives over gambling. I am going to make a vow to myself, that after this Friday, I will never gamble again. This Friday, is because, Frank won a room in Star City, and I’m going to probably overnight it, and maybe club a bit or wateva, but the main thing, gamble. It will be $500.00, blunt, and I hope I lose it. So it will be a lesson. This is the last time I am going to gamble.

Here, I collected the chip.

I’ve been collecting all casino chips haha, from StarCity and Canberra Casino.

This is a strange thing I’ve been thinking about. I am a penny pincher, a cheapass. Like, for example, I will find the cheapest food to eat, I will try look for bargains, use coupons, and like if I’m thirsty, I wouldn’t go and buy a drink, and probably wait till I get home. Like that sort of typical money saver. What makes gambling so important, that I would take out hundreds of dollars, to play. It’s strange. Maybe it’s because I get the sense of winning, and it’s “worth” playing. But in the end, it’s just loss. Gambling is another dimension for peoples worlds. It’s just so weird.

Anyway off this gambling thing.

APL was actually quite interesting (APL isn’t gambling thanks). I went to two games, one at St Kilda and one in Melbounre Bar. Both of the games consisted of 11 players. It’s so tiny compared to Sydney poker games. So basically, it’s just two tables, and we play till people get knocked out. I didn’t make it very far though. Once, I had three Aces, pockets on my hand, and one on the flop. Went all in, and got rivered with a straight, by some random rapist looking bogan guy. Damn that was sad for me. The second game, I got to about 4th last, and yea, fucked up I guess. It was pretty interesting playing there. And the weird thing was that, the 11 players, all 11 knew eachother. They have like their own little group. They probably play weekly. It was just so random of me to pop up, and join.

Talking about APL, I went for a haircut the day after the first comp. And I spent like 30 minutes looking for a place for haircuts under $10.00, and I ended up walking out of the CBD, and found one for 9 dollars. I walk in, and the guy that did my haircut, was the exact APL admin guy. What a coincidence. It was his ’second job’. What are the chances of randomly getting a haircut from that guy, in a city I have no idea about. A similar thing happened in Sydney not too long ago. I sat down on a train, and got bored, pulled off a sticker off my bottle, and stuck if on the window next to my seat. So thats that. 3 days later, I catch the train, to a totally different line, walk down the stairs, and sit down. To my right, there was that sticker. I just happen to get on that exact carriage, exact seat, and subcoinciously. It might not be amazing, but it ‘WTF’ed me pretty hard.

So going on about the Melbourne Trip,

I went shopping by myself. Went down the main shopping street .. Elizabeth Street, and many of the alleyway shops. It’s so interesting. Their alleyways aren’t alleyways. It’s just narrow streets with coffee bars, and fashion stores. It’s sort of like Newtown, or that place in the Rocks, where theres coffee’s nd shit. I ended up buying a woolen vest, black pants and black shoes. It was 295.00 in total. Loved it. Things are cheap, original, and good quality. Love it. I mainly bought black shoes, because I’ve been wearing black school shoes to work, and it’s just shit. It’s turning greenish, like theres mould growing on it or something. And the fact its not proper black shoes, and it’s childrens school shoes, just makes it douche. Funny.

My parents bought me a Zippo. How random, but they thoughtI might like it. Which I do. It’s fucking sexy. Has an Ace of Spades carved on it.

Thats about all I did in Melbourne. I really love it there.

It feels like we’ve left so much out when Frank / Seano went. It seemed we just followed mainstream stuff, and didn’t really explore much. I guess thats what happens on unplanned trips.

But now, I know Melbourne back to front (the CBD). I actually want to live there sometime. Meh.. thinking too far.

Anyway,

Lately I’ve been thinking. I want to live a life of experience. I’ve been thinking way too much, and wanting to do way too many things in life. It ranges from sitting on a train, thinking of being a train driver, to flying a plane, or even just retail. Theres just so many things out there, and it’s not worth staying in one thing for the rest of your life. I want to run a train, fly a plane, be a telemarketer, sell shoes at a shoe store, be a plumber and fix pipes, music, art and omg, I dunno, it just comes to my mind when I see different things happening. I know it’s not good, because I will have no career in life, and I could be the only retard thinking like this, but, it satisfies me.

Lastly..

Uni hasn’t been that great or much of a deal. I missed the first week of stuff, but I don’t mind. Textbooks bugged me alot. It was $550 something dollars. I mean.. fuck.. seriously. It costs so much. And the thing that annoys me is that, it’s per semester. FUCKS sake, is that the way of making money? Oh hey, lets charge 175 dollars for this book, and for this semester, and 130 dollars for this other book, and 150 for this, and etc. Maybe I’m over reacting, but it annoys me. If only we had that borrowing system, like in high school. I guess not. And second hand textbooks, I really can’t be fucked to sell or buy. Maybe at the end of uni. The prices just bug me.

Today was alright, I had a 1 hour tutorial, and finished. 2 hour travel for a 50 minute tutorial. How depressing. But thats just this week. Business law starts second week, so it will be worth going to then. I finished the day with pool with one of my uni friends.. then went Circular Quay to watch Sean/Jared/Matt in the bridge building competition. Funny. They didn’t even put on the first weight.. and lost the competition. Oh well. And.. sadly, we went star city again today, and I lost $70.00. So that’s about it.

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… TTYLBLOG

Victaaaaah

p.s I quit facebook…

Damn facebook wastes so much time. Sean changed my password awesome.

But damn I’m totally into twitter now. Updating like ever 30 minutes. Damn twitter is so much better though. It’s like a naked version of Facebook. Anyway, it’s like this blog, but it’s like nearly live updated. I’m going to tweet alot more now.

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