Heh, had embarrassing moment the other day, got into big argument online with someone (who shall not be named to save me from being further embarrassed), about whether Australia was a continent. I had NEVER heard of Oz being a continent before, the only real grouping I had heard for Oz was “Australasia” Because every other continent is a big landmass containing multiple countries, (apart from Antarctica but that doesn’t count) so they do the big sweep and include NZ and a few other places. But it turns out, that the classification of “continent” is one of the big huge chunks of land that make up most of the earth’s land-surface. This includes Oz. (Though why Greenland doesn’t get a say I’m not sure!) Unlike how I thought it was classed as big chunky ‘areas’ that had some commonality. Of course I didn’t find this out till AFTER I had had a huge public disagreement with someone about it. -_-;;

Page feels like a retard.

Ah well, you gotta put embarrassments behind you in my opinion, otherwise they weigh on you forever. When people ask me “what was your MOST embarrassing moment?” I really like that I can’t answer that question. I don’t want to carry the past around with me like that. There are more important things in life.

Like Strictly Ballroom! I love that movie, everyone in the world must see that movie. When I become ruler of the universe I will make it the Law that everyone must see that movie. I’m staying at the Parental Base at the moment before my parents go on a trip to Affreeka, so I’m trying to stock up on movie watching before I have to go back to crap-land.

Anyway, super tired now, and I have assignments to do tomorrow. I passed the subject I was expecting to fail, actually got an okayish mark on one of the assignments. Oh well, still have exams yet, I can still manage an F! Nah, I really want to get passed the madness that is the end-of-semester-psychoness so that I can actually start looking at this course in a positive way instead of just “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.” If that is even possible.

Sometimes I wonder if I would be allowed to say “MY LIFE SUCKS!”, or if the starving and disadvantaged people would just point to my podgy belly and sweet computer and tell me to shut the fuck up. How about; “My life is confusing, frustrating and exhausting and constantly leaves me wondering if I am going to turn into a total fuck-up!”? ...It doesn’t really have the same Juvenile-angst kick to it does it?

Ah well, the torture continues. This better be going somewhere good or I’ll be pissed.