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5月20日

Sunday's a sleepy day

Hola readers,

Ugh.... Man U got robbed of FA Cup last night against Chelsea. Scored (a damn good goal i must admit) in the 115th minute - that's 5 mins before penalties. Has flashbacks to Italy v Aus, but on a lesser scale! But yeah...match deserved to go to penalties. Oh well, at least we won the Premier league, which is much more important anyway ^^

Okay today and yesterday where rather unproductive study-wise haha. Work got cancelled so tried to study during the day, which went v/ v/ slowly. Ended up going out for dinner with ad, an, joe n waz (which was great btw =D) and then tried studying again w/ makka and scotty - which didn't work either hahaha. Then went for cheapo, but half-decent, coffee at the caufield tab hehe. Finally went to Huy's place to watch the aformentioned match. Oh, funny story at Coles as well - but maybe not appropriate for the blog yeah Makka? hahahha

So slept in today then woke up at about 11:30. Did my strat mgt stuff then met up at uni to knock it off. Met with Al for coffee after too. Was pretty good. She got a haircut - the fringe is back (AIIEIEEEEEE - nah its not bad haha...she still looks spunky ^^).
 
Okay so goals for the week:
- Finish writing up Spanish course (tonight) and write up notes for oral (tommorow by one)
- Squash twice
- Listen to four hours of psych lectures
- Start brand mgt study - suss out compulsory question and write up 2 wks notes

Yep its a very studying week - must be that time of year lol

Okay I'm sleepy.

Cheers,

Alv
 
 
 
GOAL: 10 days starting tommorow!!!
5月18日

Decisions decisions

Hey readers, what's cracking?

Got home too late last night to post =P. Saw Paris, je t'aime last night w/ Al.
There is a certain cinematic romanticism about the city of Paris, and with "Paris, Je'Taime," eighteen international directors have composed a collective ode to the magical, innately lyrical place. The result, while bursting with perhaps a few too many stories, is well worth a viewing for the performances and stories that are at once haunting, charming, relatable and life-affirming.

Given only a few minutes to present their segment, each director spins their own Parisian love song within a different district of the sprawling city. There are the requisite stories of meet-cute and first attraction, the resurfacing of old flames, and validation of relationships taken for granted. Those scenes are charming enough, especially with an omnipresent tinkling of French accordions in the background to give the film an airy, sentimental feeling; but love is not always sweet, and the stories that deftly examine non-romantic love, and even loss and longing, prove to be the most moving of the entire collection.

It was a pretty good movie, although there were probably a few too many little sections in it - and they didn't have too much of a link or progression between them. Interesting though!

Anyway, woke up late this morning so missed out on my Brand mgt 2hr lecture >.<. Apparently they went through an exam question as well, which sux. Got to uni in time for my psych lab which lasted all of...30 mins? Lol...out of 2 hrs as well. Such a slack lab schedule omg.

But! Also found out about another opportunity which is now making me seriously re-consider what I'm gonna be doing this summer. Monash Uni has an International Marketing study program which looks sick! Basically, it runs over 3-4 weeks in January and with a group you travel half a dozen countries and learn from marketing executives in companies there. Last year the program was:
Shanghai - IBM
Dubai - Emirates and GM
London - Vodaphone and BP
Amsterdam - Nike
Paris - L'oreal and NBA
New York - MTV

How mad does that sound??? Although the problem is that if I choose to go to this then I probably won't be able to do summer vac work!!! AHH!!! Am so torn b/n what to do >.<

Reasons for going to International study program:
- Amazing experience
- Travel to heaps of places
- Learn from some pretty successful people

Reasons for doing vac work:
- Make money (also, international will cost heaps)
- Get PRACTICAL hands-on experience
- Lasts longer (3 months as opposed to 20 days in international)

The worst scenario would be if I don't apply for the international program and don't end up getting any vac work - which i'll be shattered if that happens. So I won't think about it that way! hAHAHAH

Anway, ahh! What do do?

Any advice would be greatly appreciated guys =)

Alv

Ps. Study night tonight and tommorow night. Bracing for exam mode!

5月16日

Wiping off the cobwebs

OKAY!

Back to blogging hahaha...

My goal is to restart my blogging to become more of a reflection of what I have been doing with my time and to be a motivater to do more with it and all that kinda stuff. I'm gonna be blogging hopefully three times a week now! But at least two. Days will be tues, thurs and sun. Free-est ones of the week so yeah!

So, what have I been up to today? Last few days I've been going assignment crazy. On friday was doing an uber-big marketing assignment on Maserati. went from about 8pm-3am then drove one of our group members home to st. albans (u owe us haha). Woke up at 9:45 on saturday and worked on the same assignment with scott until 1:30, played squash with makka then went to work sat night. Mother's day sunday - got the fam tix to see spidey3 in Gold Class (didn't go coz had to to same freakin assignment). Did assignment from about 3pm-4am. Gosh..seems uber when you write it down haha. Woke up and got to uni at 10:30 or so. Rushed assign and still handed it in late (thx to Gill, our tutor for letting us ^^) and then half slept through class. Went to see perfect stranger with scott at GC in jam factory (haha my turn now) and ran into Monique as well b4 we went (shoutout =D). Quiet night. Uni today and caught up on my tv over the last couple of days....scrubs, naruto, heroes and entourage. Highlights being entourage (as usual) and scrubs was alright as well. Now, come 1:12am its starting all over again! I've done about 400 words of 1500 word assignment due at 5pm tommorow. I have class at 9 and only have a 3hr break inb/n to fix it up and add a good conclusion. I'm so over uni..and have become so unhealthy coz putting things off to the last minute.

Okay, plan for the next couple of days until i blog next:

Tommorow: Uni 9-4, detox and dinner 4-7 (REMEMBER TO EBAY - FUCK...thought about the game >.<),  work 7:30-12:30. then sleep...gosh sleep!

Thurs: Uni 9-11, meeting for spanish 11-12 (hopefully), study spanish and sort subject out totally (12-1:40), go home/change/shower etc (2-2:30), travel to city (2:30-3), hang with tarz (3-?), home, BLOG, sleep
 
Okay, shit shit shit! Back to my assignment (sorry about the language)

Till next time,
 
Alv
2月12日

Seeya Pidgey

Gotta love stickcricket.com commentary

Over No. 50: England 246-8   Pidge you bloody legend!

Glenn McGrath to bowl his final six deliveries at the Sydney Cricket Ground. Let's hope it's a good one. Nixon, being the contemptuous old codger that he is, thumps him down the ground for a single. SHOW SOME RESPECT! Plunkers isn't either, lofting the New South Welshman back over his head for two. Plunk tries the pull and for a moment it appears Pidge may have a wicket, but it lands safely somewhere out in the mid-wicket region. This continues for a few balls, until it's time for Glenn's final ball at the Sydney Cricket Ground. Everyone is standing. Including myself. Just get out Nixon, do something useful. It's a full toss from Glenn McGrath, aimed about a foot outside the leg stump - in other words, a bit of a rubbish ball, Nixon smacks it to deep mid-wicket where Hodge takes a sitter! GLENN MCGRATH! He smiles and is mobbed by the boys. What a moment. Is it wrong to have goosebumps? GLENN FOR PM! I'm off to wrap myself in the Australian flag and sing ooo-aah-Glenn-McGrath until the Australian innings gets underway. It promises to be a fascinating chase, so I do hope you'll join Sid the Hat, The Third Umpire and yours truly as we bring you all the action.

2月7日

Chew on this

 The speech below, on indigenous issues, was given by the then Prime Minister of Australia, Paul Keating, at Redfern Park in Sydney on 10 December 1992 (For non-Australians, Redfern is an inner city suburb of Sydney with an historically large Aboriginal population).

Australian Launch of the International Year for the World's Indigenous People

Ladies and gentlemen,

I am very pleased to be here today at the launch of Australia's celebration of the 1993 International Year of the World's Indigenous People.

It will be a year of great significance for Australia.

It comes at a time when we have committed ourselves to succeeding in the test which so far we have always failed.

Because, in truth, we cannot confidently say that we have succeeded as we would like to have succeeded if we have not managed to extend opportunity and care, dignity and hope to the indigenous pople of Australia - the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Island people.

This is a fundamental test of our social goals and our national will: our ability to say to ourselves and the rest of the world that Australia is a first rate social democracy, that we are what we should be - truly the land of the fair go and the better chance.

There is no more basic test of how seriously we mean these things.

It is a test of our self-knowledge. Of how well we know the land we live in. How well we know our history. How well we recognise the fact that, complex as our contemporary identity is, it cannot be separated from Aboriginal Australia. How well we know what Aboriginal Australians know about Australia.

Redfern is a good place to contemplate these things.

Just a mile or two from the place where the first European settlers landed, in too many ways it tells us that their failure to bring much more than devastation and demoralisation to Aboriginal Australia continues to be our failure.

More I think than most Australians recognise, the plight of Aboriginal Australians affects us all. In Redfern it might be tempting to think that the reality Aboriginal Australians face is somehow contained here, and that the rest of us are insulated from it. But of course, while all the dilemmas may exist here, they are far from contained. We know the same dilemmas and more are faced all over Australia.

This is perhaps the point of this Year of the World's Indigenous People: to bring the dispossessed out of the shadows, to recognise that they are part of us, and that we cannot give indigenous Australians up without giving up many of our own most deeply held values, much of our own identity - and our own humanity.

Nowhere in the world, I would venture, is the message more stark than in Australia.

We simply cannot sweep injustice aside. Even if our own conscience allowed us to, I am sure, that in due course, the world and the people of our region would not. There should be no mistake about this - our success in resolving these issues will have a significant bearing on our standing in the world.

However intractable the problems may seem, we cannot resign ourselves to failure - any more than we can hide behind the contemporary viersion of Social Darwinism which says that to reach back for the poor and dispossessed is to risk being dragged down.

That seems to me not only morally indefensible, but bad history.

We non-Aboriginal Australians should perhaps remind ourselves that Australia once reached out for us. Didn't Australia provide opportunity and care for the dispossessed Irish? The poor of Britain? The refugees from war and famine and persecution in the countries of Europe and Asia? Isn't it reasonable to say that if we can build a prosperous and remarkably harmonious multicultural society in Australia, surely we can find just solutions to the problems which beset the first Australians - the people to whom the most injustice has been done.

And, as I say, the starting point might be to recognise that the problem starts with us non-Aboriginal Australians.

It begins, I think, with the act of recognition. Recognition that it was we who did the dispossessing. We took the traditional lands and smashed the traditional way of life. We brought the disasters. The alcohol. We committed the murders. We took the children from their mothers. We practised discrimination and exclusion.

It was our ignorance and our prejudice. And our failure to imagine these things being done to us. With some noble exceptions, we failed to make the most basic human response and enter into their hearts and minds. We failed to ask - how would I feel if this were done to me?

As a consequence, we failed to see that what we were doing degraded all of us.

If we needed a reminder of this, we received it this year. The Report of the Royal Commission into Aboriginal Deaths in Custody showed with devastating clarity that the past lives on in inequality, racism and injustice in the prejudice and ignorance of non-Aboriginal Australians, and in the demoralisation and desperation, the fractured identity, of so many Aborigines and Torres Strait Islanders.

For all this, I do not believe that the Report should fill us with guilt. Down the years, there has been no shortage of guilt, but it has not produced the responses we need. Guilt is not a very constructive emotion.

I think what we need to do is open our hearts a bit.

All of us.

Perhaps when we recognise what we have in common we will see the things which must be done - the practical things.

There is something of this in the creation of the Council for Aboriginal Reconciliation. The council's mission is to forge a new partnership built on justice and equity and an appreciation of the heritage of Australia's indigenous people. In the abstract those terms are meaningles. We have to give meaning to 'justice' and 'equity' - and, as I have said several times this year, we will only give them meaning when we commit ourselves to achieving concrete results.

If we improve the living conditions in one town, they will improve in another. And another. If we raise the standard of health by 20 per cent one year, it will be raised more the next. if we open one door others will follow.

When we see improvement, when we see more dignity, more confidence, more happiness - we will know we are going to win. We need these practical building blocks of change.

The Mabo judgment should be seen as one of these. By doing away with the bizarre conceit that this continent had no owners prior to the settlement of Europeans, Mabo establishes a fundamental truth and lays the basis for justice. It will be much easier to work from that basis than has ever been the case in the past.

For this reason alone we should ignore the isolated outbreaks of hysteria and hostility of the past few months. Mabo is an historic decision - we can make it an historic turning point, the basis of a new relationship between indigenous and non-Aboriginal Australians.

The message should be that there is nothing to fear or to lose in the recognition of historical truth, or the extension of social justice, or the deepening of Australian social democracy to include indigenous Australians.

There is everything to gain.

Even the unhappy past speaks for this. Where Aboriginal Australians have been included in the life of Australia they have made remarkable contributions. Economic contributions, particularly in the pastoral and agricultural industry. They are there in the frontier and exploration history of Australia. They are there in the ways. In sport ot an extraordinary degree. In literature and art and mustic.

In all these things they have shaped our knowledge of this continent and of ourselves. They have shaped our identity. They are there in the Australian legend. We should never forget - they helped build this nation. And if we have a sense of justice, as well as common sense, we will forge a new partnership.

As I said, it might help us if we non-Aboriginal Australians imaigined ourselves dispossessed of land we have lived on for 50 000 years - and then imagined ouselves told that it had never been ours.

Imagine if ours was the oldest culture in tehworld and we were told that it was worthless. Imagine if we had resisted this settlement, suffered and died in the defence of our land, and then were told in history books that we had given up without a fight. Imagine if non-Aboriginal Australians had served their country in peace and war and were then ignored in history books. Imagine if our feats on sporting fields had inspired admiration and patriotism and yet did nothing to diminish prejudice. Imagine if our spiritual life was denied and ridiculed.

Imagine if we had suffed the injustice and then were blamed for it.

It seems to me that if we can imagine the injustice then we can imagine its opposite. And we can have justice.

I say that for two reasons: I say it because I believe that the great things about Australian social democracy reflect a fundamental belief in justice. And I say it because in so many other areas we have proved our capacity over the years to go on extending the realism of participating, oppotunity and care.

Just as Australian living in the relatively narrow and insular Australia of the 1960s imagined a culturally diverse, worldly and open Australia, and in a generation turned the idea into reality, so we can turn the goals of reconciliation into reality.

There are very good signs that the process has begun. The creation of the Reconciliation Council is evidence itself. The establishment of the ATSIC - the Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Commission - is also evidence. The Council is the product of imagination and goodwill. ATSIC emerges from the vision of indigenous self-determination and self-management. The vision has already become the reality of almost 800 elected Aboriginal Regional Councillors and Commissioners determining priorities and developing their own programs.

All over Australia, Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander communities are taking charge of their own lives. And assistance with the problems which chronically beset them is at last being made available in ways developed by the communities themselves. If these things offer hope, so does the fact that this generation of Australians is better informed about Aboriginal culture and ahievement, and about the injustice that has been done, than any generation before.

We are beginning to more generally appreciate the depth and the diversity of Aboriginal and Torrest Strait Islander cultures. From their music and art and dance we are beginning to recognise how much richer our national life and identity will be for the participation of Aboriginals and Torres Strait Islanders. We are beginning to learn what the indigenous people have known for many thousands of years - how to live with our physical environment.

Ever so gradually we are learning how to see Australia through Aboriginal eyes, beginning to recognise the wisdom contained in their epic story.

I think we are beginning to see how much we owe the indigenous Australians and how much we have lost by living so apart.

I said we non-indigenous Australians should try to imagine the Aboriginal view.

It can't be too hard. Someone imagined this event today, and it is now a marvellous reality and a great reason for hope.

There is one thing today we cannot imagine. We cannot imagine that the descendants of people whose genius and resilience maintained a culture here through 50 000 years or more, through cataclysmic changes to the climate and environment, and who then survived two centuries of dispossession and abuse, will be denied their place in the modern Australian nation.

We cannot imagine that.

We cannot imagine that we will fail.

And with the spirit that is here today i am confident that we won't.

I am confident that we will succeed in this decade.

Thank you.

(Taken from Lucy's blog)

2月1日

Stuff

16 Things That Took Me 50 Years To Learn
January 27th, 2007
AskMen.com Rates This Joke: 8/10


1- You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight-savings time.

2- You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.

3- The most powerful force in the universe is gossip.

4- The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status, or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above-average drivers.

5- There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age 11.

6- There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."

7- People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.

8- If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings."

9- The main accomplishment of almost all organized protests is to annoy people who are not in them.

10- If there really is a God who created the entire universe with all of its glories, and He decides to deliver a message to humanity, He will not use, as His messenger, a person on cable TV with a bad hairstyle.

11- You should not confuse your career with your life.

12- A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person.

13- No matter what happens, somebody will find a way to take it too seriously.

14- When trouble arises and things look bad, there is always one individual who perceives a solution and is willing to take command. Very often, that individual is crazy.

15- Your friends love you, anyway.

16- Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance
11月8日

Josh Radin - Closer

 so, we're alone again
i wish it were over
we seem to never end
only get closer
to the point where i can take no more

the clouds in your eyes
down your face they pour
won't you be the new one burn to shine
i take the blue ones every time
walk me down your broken line
all you have to do is cry

hush my baby now
your talking is just noise and won't lay me down amongst
your toys in a room where i can take no more

the clouds in your eyes
down your face they pour
won't you be the new one burn to shine
i take the blue ones every time
walk me down your broken line
all you have to do is cry

photographs and brightly colored paper
are your mask you wear in this caper
that is our life
we walk right into the strife
and a tear from your eye brings me home

the clouds in your eyes
down your face they pour
won't you be the new one burn to shine
i take the blue ones every time
walk me down your broken line
all you have to do is cry
 
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