Hi ho hi ho

I wish I was going home... Ah, well. I suppose this isn't really work at all.

I'm going to use this section to bitch, so If you don't want to read it, feel free to skip. I promise I'll try and be more jolly after that.

*** Begin bitching ***

I'm sick of a certain social networking site and it's influence on me. Don't get me wrong, it connects me with the people around me, I'm never on it for extended periods and I can see how people I care about are and what they're up to. It's just every time I log on there's another essay about why Singapore is the new holy land.

You got it. There's a fellow who's among the congregation at my church who won't stop writing essays about how we, Australia should have the death penalty and how Australia should instigate compulsory military service.

*sigh*

Every time I log on, I feel a little more deflated. I wish people would just enjoy some of the good things Australia has to offer.

Hmmm...

Since writing that, he's come online and said he won't bother me any more with these topics. He's really not a bad guy. He just focuses on certain things with an uncomfortable frequency. He also says he'll try and enjoy Australia and that he plans on living here.

Wow. Rereading that turns up one terrifying fact: I suck at bitching.

*** End bitching ***

Well. My girlfriend's new house up in Bendigo is amazing. It's got a guest bedroom and fantastic facilities. I'll be visiting her often, I hope.

Hi, everyone. I'd just like to say that I'm thoroughly enjoying myself right now. Uni is fun, doing stuff with my friends is fun, work isn't so bad, the place I live is very beautiful... and I'm also very much in love.

Oops! Shh! Don't tell anyone!

TheSovietChairman

Sleepless

Epic title for a mediocre post. Just a reminder to everyone: Get some sleep.

New laptop's resolution

It was a fairly good party when all is said and done. My sister partied a little too hard, the fireworks were fun, most people behaved and the pool was a great addition. Although I have to say it was a little odd to get a call around midnight asking if I'd critique a theologically-based thesis. How strange.

I'll soon have the house to myself as my family go on holiday up country. The freedom will be marvelous.

A thought from today: "You are very much a purist in that regard, aren't you?" I don't think purist can be used in that sense, but she meant that I like what is natural and simple and tend to put such concepts on a pedestal. Yes, I guess I do. I've inherited that from my father, but not to the same extent that he does.

Have a great year and I hope I'll see you soon.

*Mwah*

TheSovietChairman

P.S. She forgave me.

Hurtful words

I'm at a point where I don't know if I can be forgiven. I've said the most cruel words. I've said them to her. They didn't have the same meaning when they were being arranged in my head. She says it's ok, but at the end of the day my hands freeze when they touch her and I return to bed still dripping with shame. I should never have even let my voice be heard on the subject. I don't ever want to hurt her. And I have. More than someone could if they tried. Don't let me forget this. Don't let me make the same mistake ever again.

TheSovietChairman