Oil change. No matter how simple it is, it's always nice to get down and dirty with all that grime and see how much you don't wanna fuck up the engine by putting too much or not enough oil in. I still laugh at those idiots who apparently didn't put enough oil in their engine last week and the whole thing because to mess up since there wasn't enough lubrication and was just plain screwed up. I mean fucked up.

Well, the point is, I'm bloody satisfied that we managed to do some practical work at TAFE today. It was well worth running away from athletics carnival and spending heaps of time fucking traveling all that way from Concord West to Hornsby bored shitless.

Also I would like to tell the details of a mega KFC feast that me, Mark and Moss binged on afterwards. Relish the thought and use your imagination to see what we ate in five minutes and twenty-three seconds.

Oh yeah, 100m's was fun.

"What can you be fucked doing?"

Well here's a list of five things I CAN BE FUCKED DOING (and no, MT is not on the list).

For one, BLOGGING. I can be fucked blogging because it's the only place where people won't think I'm TOO crazy (at least I can hope for that).

Two, sleeping. I love sleeping. Although most of the time I just sit there and wait for the time to pass, I find nothing against sleeping that isn't good. Apparently sleeping will; "make you whiter". Also it does make my eyes slightly bigger.

Three, eating. Fuck, how can I not eat? That's an obvious one that I'm not even going to bother comment about. Actually.. I might as well. HOW AWESOME ARE MCCHICKEN BURGERS? THEY ARE SO TASTY AND SHIT AND GOTTA EAT ALL THAT LETTUCE THAT FALLS OUT AFTER YOU TAKE IT FROM THE BOX. HOLY SHIT, THAT IS SOME GOOD CHICKEN NO MATTER HOW PROCESSED IT LOOKS.

Four (fuck I'm running out of things to say), swearing. I cannot stop swearing sometimes. When all that anger builds up, you just gotta release it. Either I swear heaps or I kill someone. Even though I'd rather do the killing option, jail is not a fucking option. Fuck fuckity fuck shit cunt-licker pussy-muncher shit-wrenching fuckable French cheese-eating surrender monkeys. Oh yeah.

Fifth (and finally), CBF-ing. The true art of CBF is hard to master but once you got it, it's a breeze. You gotta keep it cool and shit otherwise you'll lose track and literally even CBF-ing to breathe. Push it to the limit and you could die. Can't take it too hard.

Now it is time to go to sleep or I won't be able to wake up for that motherfucking 7AM bus. Fuck you Nathan Rees.

Firstly, GREAT FUCKING JOB ASSHOLES. Change the damn route to make life shitty for everyone. What the hell were they smoking when they thought, 'hey let's just fuck around with people who live in the Cherrybrook area and give them random bus times'. Seven thirty in the morning is bad enough for me but then they changed it to ten past seven which is pretty bitched up.

Secondly, NOT FUCKING AGAIN. Apparently there are way too many buses in the timeframe to which the earlier 626 bus was placed. So for the damn government to work with that, they decided to push it back even more. Now my bus comes at seven A fucking M in the morning. This is absolutely fucked up bullshit.

In no way I blame the actual HillBus corporation for this but only the government who set the routes and shit like that. Fucking hell..

One thing that really kicked me in the arse. Edward Cullen. If you make something in a story too good and/or powerful, it just makes it shit. Even Wolverine is an asshole and does the dumbest shit ever sometimes. Edward Cullen is just too blahblah. The way he is described just makes him sound like the most perfect human male (well maybe scratch the human bit) ever. That might be the that Meyer is trying to get to us but think of all those young souls getting crushed? All those little fangirls just obsessing over someone completely imaginary.

And fuck's sake, the movie sells to me even worse. I'd even go as far as saying I'd prefer watching Harry fucking Potter again. And that shit really makes me rage hard. I'm sure Mr. Constipation would be relieved once someone shoved a twenty inch vibrator up his fucking arsehole and keep pushing until it bursts out of where his cock should be.

I have nothing more to say other than I am sorely disappointed at all the 'good' reception towards the series. I've started reading New Moon and currently on it's third chapter. The first five fucking fuckpages have already rattled my disappointment and absolute boredom. Maybe something awesome will hopefully happen..

MOTHERFUCKING ENGINEERING CAN SUCK A FUCKING 30-INCH BLACK COCK FOR BEING SUCH A COCKSUCKER WITH IT'S STUPID MOTHERFUCKING MATHY QUESTIONS. PIECE OF MOTHERCOCKINGFUCKER SHIT FUCKING NEED RETARDED DEFINITIONS FOR FIFTEEN FUCKING THINGS.

So that's the end of the half-yearly exam period. Unfortunately, not for everyone. Yay for a four day weekend.

AND HOLY SHIT, WE NEED TO FUCKING STUEDY EIGHTY FUCKING PAGES FOR BUSINESS STUDIES. FUCK.

Yeah, math. It can go take it up the arse.