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  <updated>2007-03-16T05:50:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:13284</id>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2007-03-16T16:48:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-16T05:50:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-16T05:50:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everything posted on Live Journal is a lie.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:12948</id>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-10-14T01:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-14T01:05:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-14T01:05:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm going to try a social experiment on myself for once, instead of on everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;consider this a blank slate, no marks, nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets work from here...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:12786</id>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-09-21T22:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-21T12:49:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-21T12:52:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">badumsch. (thats the sound of free speach getting thrown into a drumkit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yarr, since ye not be knowin' me name, i could be talking about anything i want here, about our teachers and such, and unless someone were to dob me in, i would be ENTIRELY and UTTERLY safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i thought i'd be a nice guy and not insult the teachers anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i love the image of a heap of teachers huddled around a computer screen reading student's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm writing this late at night so chances are i'll miss out on a few of the points i'm trying to make, i trust you can fill in any gaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, isn't it a bit ironic that by criticising the school, your "punishment" is not to go to school? doesn't that seem a wee bit odd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the punishment given out is stupid considering the crime, hitting someone so that they lose their hearing for a day doesn't get given a suspension, whereas a few comments on a webblog do? WTF!? (the F in that phrase meaning fish, so as not to offend) bullying, harrasment, and i mean ACTUAL bullying and harrassment hardly ever get a suspension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our school, which, for the sake of not treading on someone's toes / hooves / various walking anatomy, will remained unnamed, anyway, our school has a tradition of criticism of society and of the school itself, its practically part of the school spirit / angel / other ethereal creature. excuse me, Frau M. (the first initial being used only, so as to hide the identity of said person from anyone who doesn't know who i'm talking about, its also part german, so all the people of the average internet IQ won't have a clue what it means, not that german is a particularly hard language, or that i'm necessarily saying all people on the internet are idiots, so as to avoid litigation and the like.) but you have to get used to the schools tradition, we do NOT want to be treated like private school students, we do NOT want stupidly strict uniform laws, and we do NOT want to have to put up with the STUPIDITY (suspend me, go on, i can't work my way out of THAT one can i?) of these draconian laws curbing our voice and our expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if the same time and effort spent surfing through livejournal looking for where students slip up or criticise their teachers or their peers, were applied to something more practical and educational, we wouldn't HAVE to criticise, because there wouldn't be anything TO criticise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but think that the actions and thoughts of the adult community are shaped by current affairs programs and talkback radio, the MEDIA, one of the things this school has always been against is the mainstream, telling us to be creative, telling us to MAKE OUR OWN DESTINY, so much for that, you know what is currently all the rage in the media? INTERNET BULLYING AND MOBILE PHONE USE IN SCHOOLS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you teach us to be leaders, when our teachers are sheep? thank goodness for those who retain their sanity and are still individual and free thinking, not putting up strictly with the control of this little power heirarchy we have going on here, once frau M has finished her power trip, then we can get down to the real work, LEARNING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all, suspend me if u will, if you feel it necessary ask for mechanochicken to come to the office and i will come, the only thing a suspension is going to allow me to do is start catching up on the work i plan on doing over the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*bites thumb at thee*</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-09-20T20:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-20T11:34:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-20T11:34:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">damn, its times like today i wish i were doing VA and not frikkin tech drawing, its so BORING, if anyone is doing VA, then please tell me it sucks, for my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then give me all ur notes and work, cos i can use any help i could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;science test tommorow, its too hot to study, its too hot to sleep, its too hot to put up with julia coming in every ad break and telling me about thank god you're here, too hot to waste endless amounts of time trying to decipher what sinead sais on MSN, thats why its off, too hot concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even sure if its the heat thats annoying, cos it can get a LOT higher, i think its how frikkin stuffy it is up here, gonna go open a window or 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, already a bit better, i still don't want to study though, just wanna draw, a lot, but i can't get the damn faces right, i should probably draw more actual people, but i suck at drawing and i wouldn't want them seeing it, so i don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gough wants to start this comic thing but i honestly don't think either of us are really good enough to be starting one, and its even harder cos apparently we're both gonna be sharing the drawing and writing, and, believe it or not, we've got completely different styles for each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pics aren't scanning right, not that they ever have, ...            crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thats all, can't think of much else, too damn tired.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:12260</id>
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    <title>blame it on the heat</title>
    <published>2006-09-19T09:39:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-19T10:02:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">damn its hot at the moment, i'm not even wearing my jacket anymore, except around my head today, as a bandana, cos it was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERNATIONAL SPEAK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no-one co-operated, sorta sad really, a few people did, but i think everyone was either too hot or too inverted (i can't think of that actual word, my brain is fried) oh, INTROVERTED, thats the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was fun, i managed to keep the pirate accent up for most of the day, but by sport it started to hurt, a lot, and after that i couldn't really muster up the accent again, should be O.K by friday i hope, cos thats "Australian speak like a pirate day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u know that 36 degrees celcius is the perfect temperature for annoyance, crime, violence and riots? its the point where we're uncomfortable, irritated, hot and sweaty, but not hot enough to make us stay indoors. i think it was 36 degrees anyway, amazing how trivia sorta sticks in your brain like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, drawing is coming along, i'm getting criticised by gough for being too realistic and not drawing manga, i criticise him for drawing manga before he gets good at drawing realistic. so i'm studying both :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAIZOKU! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and the german word for shark is the same as the japanese word for yes, i.e hai, except they sometimes add fish to it the end, hence "haifish" so somehow we're now calling sharks yesfish, way to mutilate 3 languages at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-09-17T21:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-17T11:15:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-17T11:15:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, to avoid studying for the salem test tommorow i figure i'll rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topic of the day : Music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Australian idol sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*for that matter, Idol sucks no matter what country its from, i mean, what is it, a bunch of no-hopers with the occasional half decent singer who get, as the title implies, idolised, though they suck at singing and will have no career due to their being stuck in the contract of the century their fame comes purely from being on a TV show, under contract. "he who lives by the contract, gets screwed by the contract".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pop music tends to suck, how the hell does it become popular?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nothing is original anymore, everyones just copying old stuff and passing it off as their own, not even saying "this is a remix of so and so" but just claiming it to be their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that song "i wish i was a punk rocker with flowers in my hair" is no.1, its also a bunch of bullshit and cliches that don't even make sense strung together with a girl who can't sing and half decent backing, punk rockers wouldn't be seen DEAD with flowers in their hair, it was more a case of gel / dye / urine there, no, i don't see a mention of flowers in that little summary, stop making shit up and write us some decent music damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Bands take themselves too seriously these days, what ever happened to bands like "mental as anything"? everyones so busy trying to seem hardcore that they can't even make decent music, lighten up you arrogant prics, your not as good as you think you are, and your definately not as good as nearly all of the old-school stuff, just, stfu, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*iPods, the apple way of cashing in on the music franchise, 9 times out of 10 i want to stab anyone wearing them and being utterly ignorant of the outside world, lost in their own little loops of pop music CRAP and succombing to yet another brandname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all, didn't check to see what i said i was gonna rant about, but meh, this is what u get, oh, and theres a deep message for one or two people hidden in there if u look really close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day.</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-09-14T22:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T13:00:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T13:03:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;trig test sucked majorly and i have to study trig more cos its one of the FEW things in maths i find interesting and potentially useful, had a complete mental blank halfway through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drawing skillzz are improving a lot, huzzah for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to the subject of gough and my / EVERYONE's internet comic, although it seems to be becoming primarily gough's... i already feel a bit like largo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two armys of dwarf / socialist alien leetness are coming along slowly, gonna try and finish both before the holidays, (for those who don't play warhammer, u won't understand what a monumental task getting two armys done in just over 2 weeks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another warhammer subject, struck a deal and i'm getting my spider riders back from mr "take advantage of indecisiveness by harrasing for an hour" guy who bought them off me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sorted out my folder of black-wholeish DEATH, and discovered that, actually, i DO have a heck of a lot of homework to do, most will NOT be finished before the holidays, and i get the feeling the holidays aren't going to be that much different from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for now, consider this ur update, got stuff to rant about tommorow, its to do with humor, stay tuned.</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-09-11T18:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T09:45:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T09:45:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm bored, figure i'll just do this survey thing ella did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The Survey &lt;br /&gt;Name: Brendan Albert Phelps Hagan&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: October 22 1991&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: pagewood womens hospital or something.&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: desk next to stairs.&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: 8r0wn (leet brown)&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: 8r0wn&lt;br /&gt;Height: dunno&lt;br /&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed: mostly right, both suck :P &lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: half scottish half biologically unknown, but my mums, adopted grandparents were descended from irish and english setllers.&lt;br /&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today: my spray painted shoezors&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness: analysing a lot, hoarding / collecting.&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: not any i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: every meat under the sun, heaps of cheese &lt;br /&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: draw good&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: bizzatch &lt;br /&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up: "get that damn regiment back"&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Physical Feature: i don't think i've got a "best physical feature"... all of me is cool! (i wish)&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: 12pm most nights&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: can't think of one i miss. &lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Coke, pepsis too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King: Mcdonalds, less grease. &lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: considering i don't get any of EITHER...&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: don't drink either.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: CHOCOLATE! &lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: cappucino has froth, froth is good.&lt;br /&gt;Do you Smoke: bizzatches!&lt;br /&gt;Do you Swear: err... see above?&lt;br /&gt;Do you Sing: only if no-one listening &lt;br /&gt;Do you Shower Daily: jah&lt;br /&gt;Have you Been in Love: err, i guess?&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to go to College: ONWARDS!&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get Married: yeah, marriage is teh awesomeness &lt;br /&gt;Do you belive in yourself: don't have to, i'm pretty sure i exist.&lt;br /&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness: no&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are Attractive: wooooooh yeah!... no.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Health Freak: the freak pretty much describes why i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your Parents: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms: YES! so cool.&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an Instrument: Cello. &lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you Drank Alcohol: yeah, its being used to preserve the herbs i'm taking. &lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you Smoked: bizzatches : yes, in WoW and BF2 &lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs: it'd explain why i can't remember any.&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date: believe it or not, no.&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall: does eastgardens count as a mall?&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: Oreos, DEATH TO THE EVIL AMERICAN BISCUIT!&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi: don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage: no.&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped: the whole "not going out" makes it hard to be dumped, no?&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: oh, yeah... all the time... what sorta questions are these ffs!?&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything: no, but i may be "stealing" back some stuff in the next few weeks &lt;br /&gt;Ever been Drunk: no.&lt;br /&gt;Ever been called a Tease: oh noes, how terrible! who would do such a thing! &lt;br /&gt;Ever been Beaten up: no.&lt;br /&gt;Ever Shoplifted: yeah, when i was 4 i stole some lino samples and a key :P &lt;br /&gt;How do you want to Die: in battle!&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up: 1337 &lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to Visit: anywhere in northern europe&lt;br /&gt;In a Boy/Girl.. &lt;br /&gt;Favourite Eye Color: don't care really.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Hair Color: hardly important.&lt;br /&gt;Height: don't mind, as long as their not WAY taller than me.&lt;br /&gt;Weight: don't mind, as long as their not those weird americans who never get out of bed heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Best Clothing Style: Track pants ftw!&lt;br /&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken: i lost count when we passed the purple hills&lt;br /&gt;Number of CDs I own: 1 non-gaming one, and its a burnt copy of princess monoke, so no, no music CDs.&lt;br /&gt;Number of Piercings: the spear through your head.&lt;br /&gt;Number of Tattoos: none yet, looking forward to the edinburgh festival.&lt;br /&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret: lost count.</content>
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    <title>Got Psychophobia?</title>
    <published>2006-09-02T14:40:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-02T14:40:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, well, its 12:13am, its sunday, so technically its my sabbath day, but i'm gonna have to work, cos otherwise Hannahs gonna rip my head off with something sharp and probably pointy, and i'll be celebrating the sabbath no more, cos its hard to celebrate without a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today i went to a naturopath, which i thought would involve people who would be better off with the prefix that starts with psy and ends with cho. but it wasn't, just a questionaire, an iridoligy thingo, a few prescriptions and such, anyway, was fine, well, when i'm sitting in the waiting room waiting (go figure) for the students (yeah, did i mention their students?) to talk to their supervisors i was reading this naturopathical magasine, and it had this guy talking with another guy, who was saying that humans are beings of pure creation, playing the game of being human, placing physical restrictions on ourselves, our bodies and environments, so that we can play this game, and he said about how most people were living in phase 1 of this game, just playing the game for what its worth, being human, and thats perfectly good and fine, but there is a phase 2, and that is where we recognise that we are capable of more, that the physical boundarys around us are not entirely real, and that we can do anything we want, as long as we honestly believe we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what was also odd is that i realised that this stuff was written in the bible, that it says the same thing about belief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for all of u people who have stopped reading due to religious content, Pratchett also sais it, but its to do with flying rocks, so its not ENTIRELY relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thought about this a bit, and figured, The soul is what we are, what we REALLY are, the mind is how our soul controls our body, and our body is what we use in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another of these things, about a year ago i wrote on my whiteboard thing, everything has a cause, everything followed something, and when u find that there are no more causes, where something is caused by "nothing" here you will find the work of god.</content>
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    <title>LEGACY BADGE DAY! GOUGH'S BIRTHDAY PARTY DAY!</title>
    <published>2006-09-01T10:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-01T10:39:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was, in a word, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a ride to central, took the train from there to wynyard, was amused at how serious everyone is on city trains, got off, ran into daniel and assorted asian gangsters sent back to school for wrong clothes and he said i had to go back to school cos of my shoes, of course i reckoned he was joking, laughed, said "bull" and walked out the exit, onto the wrong st, i.e george st, found rebecca slater and alice, luckily alice knew where the hell we were and got us to the AWA building, went upstairs, gough ninjaed me cos i was late, went to the desk to get nametag, and wham, get told i'm going back to school cos my shoes weren't black. so was Reza, stood around a while while they were going to ring the school, when i come up with a brilliant plan, i'll spray paint my shoes black. i asked reza if he wants to do it and he laughs and says sure, crazy, but why not. i asked ms fluitsma if we could go for 5 minutes and we'd come back with black shoes, gough, koneko and kai ask us what we're doing so i tell them, and they crack up at the idea (i thought it was funny, but not THAT funny) so we go running down the street to tin soldier, it was closed, go running around, into clarence st, Games workshop is closed too, for another hour, so walking along, we go for the last store i knew, an arts shop, it was OPEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walk in, i shout "victory!" as we come in the door, which got the store keepers's attention well enough, i say "high, could we please buy some spray paint?" "what for?" "spray painting our shoes black so we can stay in the city by adhering to the school's dress code" the lady behind the counter laughs, and the girl who was standing on this side of the counter takes us round and shows us paint, finds the sort of stuff we'd want to use for painting fabric, we take it to the counter, the lady laughs again, the can has one of those lids ur meant to use a screwdriver in, no  screwdrivers, so the store girl gives me some scizzors and i put them in wrong, tap the top of the can (on the inside of the cap) and spray all over my hand and inside the can so it dribbles down the side, we clean that up, the older lady says to give it to her, u have to twist it off, that doesn't work either, so the store girl has a go with the scizzors and gets it off, alls good. they ask where we're gonna do it, say just out on the street, so they give us a big cardboard box to do it in, we pay the 7.50 and thank them muchly for giving it to us even though they're not meant to sell spray paint to under-18s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, we go up york st again, find a nice little aleyway, i paint my shoes, i paint reza's shoes, i do another coat on mine to make them look better and more even and we run back to the AWA, get there, wash our hands a bit, i get two messages from gough compaining about us not being there so we go upstairs, gough and everyones amazed that we actually did it, we go up to ms fluitsma i ask her if i can have my card now, and we show her our shoes, she laughs and says "how can i not let u now" laughs some more, and tells us to wait cos she wants to show the other teacher, anyway, much talking, much disbelief, much amazement that we were actually cool / leet / crazy / stupid enough to spray paint our shoes, Chandi asked if i could spray paint hers too so she wouldn't have to leave her friends, so i did, hers were easy, and i reckon they looked better painted black, most of it was black anyway, we go back in, get our cards, and set off in a group of 3, gough, reza and I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gough was carrying the tray, i took the bumbag and reza just walked along, much craziness ensued from here and we walked up the streets over to the high court, i tried to get us all to make a jingle, gough came up with the spanish flee tune and i started putting words to it, but reza chickened out. i think i was still high on the aerosol fumes, so kept ambushing people and asking crazy stuff, also asked a few people in cars. high justice place was good, went back to AWA, the shoe spraying story had spread and a heap of people asked if it was true, and then said it was cool / leet / crazy / stupid (mainly the last two) we had made about 150+ that run, second run we made like 230+, and third run we made about 50, we hoped we'd see justice michael kirby at the high court, cos he woulda bought 50 badges and such just because we were fortians, anyway, during the first one i grabbed a heap of badges and went around so we got a lot better coverage, but people would keep coming into our area and stealing business, max walden and someone especially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, badge selling was tiring, very tiring, and was happy to get back, near the end i bought a blue badge cos they looked cool, anyway, gough left, so i talked with xiao di and koneko mainly, hannah got pissed off (although i think she was already pissed) about how i was going to gough's party rather than go and work on geo assignment, and how i hadn't told her (which i had, and i assumed she was going anyway) but meh, geo could wait, gough's party came first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i left with xiao di, rang gough to find out where istar was, also got directions from reza, and we walked over to there, damn was istar fun, heap of fortians were there, xiao di had to leave after about an hour, and gough's brother arrived, Counter strike, warcraft, Unreal Tournament, all sortsa stuff, was great, cake was good, ate lotsa chips, it was great. however, i overspent on time, so was short by about 6 dollars (which i later found was only 3, cos there was more hiding in my pocket's pocket, but anyway, i meant to call my mum but i couldn't leave without paying unless i left something of worth till i came back, and the only thing i had of worth was my phone, so, hehe, u can see how that didn't work. so i sat around with gough and reg, we talked, about world domination, video games, and how i accidently put a megatokyo reference in my talking, until their mum arrived, she kindly paid the rest of the money i owed, we got upstairs and i rang my mum, all was good, then we walked to their house, and talk was funny, lots of puns, weirdness and random accidental megatokyo quoting, got to their house, reg ran off to get food and stuff, their house is so cool, theres a whole WALL full of photos, and lego and such is all around the place. I tripped over the internet telephone cord, pulled it out a bit, gough said that it was a lot longer across the floor cos i pulled it out, so i asked if it made his internet connection take longer, oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, mum arrived and carted me off, said she was going to dinner with a friend, so i teased her about john, and talked about spray painting shoes and day and things, said goodbye to everyone, got driven home, and now i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few things i learnt today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charity work is fun&lt;br /&gt;charity work is tiring&lt;br /&gt;there is a great difference in people's generosity.&lt;br /&gt;people in the city tend not to be very generous.&lt;br /&gt;Law is COOL, i'm actually seriously considering studying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few things thats gonna happen on LJ, i'm making the site public from here on in, and i'm adding any names i can find to friends list, so tell me if theres anyone's accounts i should have.</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-08-29T22:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-29T12:43:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-29T12:43:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in reply to zac's god bashing, and the way religion seems to be blamed for EVERY intolerance in society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a Christian, and a roman catholic, my point of view will be from that background, naturally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have bent religion to their own devices over centurys, if zac had been LISTENING in E.History today he would have found that the person who wrote that sex and nudity were sins was one man, a priest, i can't remember his name, but anyway. lets strip the faith back to two things, the two roots of catholicism, the Jewish 10 commandments and the Bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 commandments : &lt;br /&gt;1. Do not worship false idols, or another god.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do not wrongfully use god's name (i.e to commit a crime or make a false oath)&lt;br /&gt;3. Observe the sabbath day and keep it holy. (day of rest, either saturday as with the jewish calendar, or on sunday, which is the catholic sabbath)&lt;br /&gt;4. Honor your father and mother.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do not Murder&lt;br /&gt;6. Do not commit adultery&lt;br /&gt;7. Do not steal.&lt;br /&gt;8. Do not bear false witness. (i.e lie)&lt;br /&gt;9. Do not covet your neighbours wife.&lt;br /&gt;10. Do not covet your neighbours belongings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are, essentialy, basic morals, that nearly all people would follow even if there weren't a list of commandments about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the Bible, the old testament is the basis of the jewish faith, written by a long line of prophets, then there is the new testament, which is the basis of the christian faith, it is written by the apostles of jesus, but especially Luke, John, Mathew and Mark. each of those four wrote about jesus's teaching, from what they could remember. then added onto the 4 main parts are letters from apostles to each other, letters to towns and countries, and the book of revelations written by Peter, which is about the end of the world. there are also apparently other versions written by other apostles, one by an apostle who went into the east and into asia and one by judas, who is named as the betrayer by the other apostles, although neither of these can be proven to be real because of their isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bible is fairly pure, and has not been too tampered with by people, though some changes happen between translations it is hard to majorly alter the bible because there are so many copies of them that anything changed would stand out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these two sources are the basis of christian faith, and before you go god-bashing, at least read the bible so u KNOW what ur talking about, it is society that imposes all the laws and regulations, most of them u won't find in the bible, and i can't see anything unfair in the 10 commandments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my religious 2 cents, oh, and if u do happen to read the bible, make sure to read Revelations, cos it mostly involves God, Jesus, and angels kicking ass, and is pretty cool.</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-08-13T18:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-13T09:21:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-13T09:21:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today wasn't that interesting, got up, went to church, onie wanted potting mix so went to nursery, got said potting mix, did all the heavy lifting and carrying for mum and onie,came home, found the dead rat from last night while shifting potting mix bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then i set out to get bookage with 10 dollars in my shoes, walked for about a k, found out the newsagent i was gonna go to had turned into a "general goods" store, went to other newsagent, didn't have right books, even stopped at a petrol station for a sec, no dice. then i sat down and filled in geo stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, worked on geo map, had some sleep, worked on geo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sagar and steve came over, we played WoW for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum came home with just the book i needed (thanks mum) and i'm about to start writing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, rantage will come tommorow, got geo assignment to do.</content>
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    <title>Vocational guidance councillooooooor!</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T11:32:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T11:37:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, since i haven't posted in ages, i thought i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start this off with some originality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I got: in trouble for a heap of things... most of which weren't my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Today I felt: pain&lt;br /&gt;Today I thought: i should really train more / get fit / actually do more language work.&lt;br /&gt;Today I thank: Isobel, for helping me sort things out, gough, seb seb, cal, for making the day enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;Today I love: humans, wonderful creatures that we are.&lt;br /&gt;Today I hate: hate is temporary, and i don't hold much atm.&lt;br /&gt;Today I did: play with my 50 cm ruler, pretending it was a tanto / ninja-to and was very irresponsible. also sang random monty python stuff with gough and seb seb, oh, and the friendly stalker.&lt;br /&gt;Today I wanted to: climb up something, rope, wall, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Today I didn't want to: do ToM with some random annoying yr 7 in the room... so we didn't.&lt;br /&gt;Today I give big shoutouts to: Isobel cos she deserves it more often, Ms fluitsma for not getting xiao di and i in deep, deep shit, and mr sherwin for letting us use k23 and watch the zoolander DVD menu page thing over and over again. such memorable lines as "that ass is so hot right now" and "i think i must be taking crazy pills" and "waa!" (thats the girl getting kicked out of the building backwards, in split screen and rapidly replayed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was good, usual subjects, nothing special, recess was decent, played ACTUNG DIE KURVE! a few times before we got busted, sliced random people with ruler, and generally had fun, when i ended up in german the teacher told us that yr 9 was meeting in the bottom left corner, she even drew a diagram, so when the fire bell went thats where we went to, typical, then WE get roused on cos shes off with another class, and apparently "year 9 is over there, YOU SHOULD KNOW THAT BY NOW" anyway, 9o was first to get in alphabetical order (go us) and then when roll had been taken we dispersed again for a while, xiao di ninjad me from behind, invisible knife to my neck and all, which would have got me if not for my garrot guard metal plate (also invisible) and hehe, reflexes ftw, grabbed his arm, span round and stabbed him in the back, which apparently looked really cool cos of jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then was talking about whether it was legal cos in theory he would have stabbed me already, but the garrote guard would surely have deflected the blow. (this is sounding REALLY nerdy, role play ftw) so decided to decide with an invisible air ninja battle, i advanced on him and he says "what are u trying to do?" "make u trip over asia and then stab u" "what?" *trip* "sorry asia" *slice* *stab* *slash* and the battle runs straight into ms fluitsma... who reminded us that we were embarrasing yr 9 and such, and to stop it... so we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, so we had a discussion / argument over something which i can't even remember the point of, and now he hates me or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lunch, talked with tom people outside room, which i said was fine for a talking meeting. got key after ages, went in, stayed for like a minute then left cos there really WAS no point of being there (people hate it when i'm right) and then bell rang, took keys to ms eastment, ran into gough at the library, we went up to k23 with the intention of working on the game, didn't happen, instead got to work on making my pirate more piratey and sherwinator comes in and sets up zoolander for the 15 yrs girls soccer, he assured us that zoolander and soccer were linked to justify watching it instead of training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, then it was fencing, where i duelled with lewis who was dressed as demon / satan, hence making me holy paladin type guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he got completely wtfpwnt, 5-0 evil NEVER prevails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he lost to clive 5-1, clive was also doing the paladin thing, except he had a cross which made it more authentic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school waited for gough, he didn't turn up so went round the corner and 3 aikido people, him and mr yalichev were looking after a pigeon that wasn't flying and looked like it was poisoned, poor thing, wires doesn't look after pigeons so we found a safe place and left it there in a box, hopefully that'll calm it and it'll get out and go do pidgeony things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sparred with clive, which reminded me i should actually catch up with my old karate teacher and train again, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i can't remember why or how, but someone said something, both i and either gough or seb seb, think it was seb seb, saw the monty python reference and SOMEHOW managed to absolutely syncronise it, and then spent most of the walk down to the train station with the 4 of us (friendly stalker, seb seb, gough and i) singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly at newtown as i was sitting at the bus stop i found a caterpiller thing on my bag, wasn't sure what to do with it so i put it on a nearby tree, hope it likes its new home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that was my day, here, have linkage to another comic, this ones littlegamers, ph34r t3h cuteness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.little-gamers.com/index.php?comicID=1"&gt;http://www.little-gamers.com/index.php?comicID=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll save the actual "rants" for tommorow or something, this post is long enough</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-07-18T21:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-18T11:51:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-18T11:51:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the pain, the misery, life is so horrible, why did that have to happen? why is fate so cruel?</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-07-16T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-16T08:28:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">well, nothing much happened today, went to westfield, then after getting home really wanted hot chips so walked about a kilometer to and back from the shop to get said chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i thought i'd link this from megatokyo for your enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c118/mechanochicken/LJpicwootformegatokyo.gif" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-07-15T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-15T11:51:48Z</published>
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    <lj:music>the "losing" MEC tune from BF2 is stuck in my head...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">today, boring, just cleaning up and such, played a bit of BF2, shot a lot of ppl, read the usual online comics, tried to find a certain pvp comic which has a heap of comic characters playing quake, but to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, sis is trying to learn to draw manga, which she keeps pronouncing magna, and its sorta disturbing, shes going straight off the "about" site, and personaly, i don't think its the right way to go about it, and keep telling her to find a favorite manga THING and then try redrawing it to start off with, instead shes going with the whole "this is how u draw eyes in manga" "these are 8 hairstyles that look mangaish, and step by step on how to draw them" and it looks pretty horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, enough about that, slept in forever, so thats contributing to my lack of things i did today, what it isn't contributing to is my personal hygeine, considering i thought it was too late to be bothered having a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much info right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imo theres not enough really, so anything helps this considerably dead entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, time to draw and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;g'night</content>
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    <title>fun fun fun for alll the family...</title>
    <published>2006-07-14T03:17:51Z</published>
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    <lj:music>got grandia themes stuck in my head, argh!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, considering i haven't actually been able to get near the computer all week since last post, this update is a little late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, as i said, no computer, cos julias been on non stop for about 72 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, saw romeo and juliet at the opera house with me mum, julia was still asleep from her all night computer playing, and she wasn't gonna come anyway, meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a bit odd, nonetheless cool, and better than trying to read the damn book constantly, the actual acting going on means even the stuff u wouldn't normally understand u do because of expression and stuff. what they did was make it modern, still talking in the old modern english, but with contemporary clothes and, although i despise the word, twist, to it. anyway, liked that, twas good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, then killed an hour over at the lindt place, best hot chocolate ever, but too much chocolate in general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, tried to sleep, couldn't cos of caffeine, so i found myself reading the bible, which i haven't done yet surprisingly, read through Mark and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now, YESTERDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up, decided i was gonna do my school work and study, found julia on the computer and said i needed it, she goes all whiny but eventually sais "in half an hour" go, have shower, decide to play Grandia for 15 mins to fill in time, and before i know it, its 7pm and i'm still playing, damn i love this game, up to the second disc, and way past where i was before on my old 8 yr old version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised that, had dinner, played some more, decided to sort out papers for today so i could get history done, and, whaddaya know, i can't find whatever it is i'm meant to be doing for history, or elective history, or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh, drew for a while, finished it off, went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, ninjaed computer, (11 o'clock) caught up on comics, talked with isobel, wrote on this, now i'm gonna get some work done, certainly, surely... bah, probably not, but get points for trying eh?</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-07-11T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-11T12:10:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-11T12:10:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Argh! dear Grandia, game of my childhood, what hath they done to thee!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, as u already know, am playing through my old, old ps1 game, Grandia. when i was like 5 or 6 i got the ps1 and its one of the first games i borrowed from the video store, week after week of reborrowing, eventually, about 6 months after the ps2 came out, they sold off all their ps1 games and i was lucky enough to grab this wonderful wonderful game. its been buried for years, after not playing my playstation, which is somewhat damaged (hence i am now playing it on our ps2) now, i'm playing it and thinking, they should redo this, with exactly the same storyline, exactly the same dialogue, exactly the same battle system, but redo the graphics, voice-overs, CGI and such, and then i thought "what if they already have?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i did some research and found out there was a whole series of grandia games, Grandia parallel somethingorother (for Gameboy), Grandia II, Grandia Xtreme (which, apparently, sucks) and Grandia III...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see, theres only one problem with all this, they're not so much sequals as completely different games with the same name and same company making them, and worst of all, apparently they have good graphics, (at least environment wise) but they absolutely killed the storyline, still have shoddy voice overs, and are, in many peoples opinions, inferior to grandia 1 in all aspects barring the graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, so much for that then :(</content>
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    <title>mechanochicken @ 2006-06-29T16:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-29T06:36:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-29T06:36:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well shit, life sucks and i can't be bothered updating.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:1816</id>
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    <title>DEATH TO ERIC BAUMAN!</title>
    <published>2006-05-05T16:07:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-05T16:07:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this, comrades, is a serious issue. the place? ebaums world, the crime? RIP-OFF MERCHANTING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;support the originals, &lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworldsucks.com/"&gt;http://www.ebaumsworldsucks.com/&lt;/a&gt; &amp;lt;----- go to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first mission is to spread the word, friends, classmates, anyone, highlight the injustice! THE EVIL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESTROY EBAUM'S WORLD, ONE CIRCLE AT A TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solidarity comrades!&lt;br /&gt;Brendan.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:1722</id>
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    <title>I'M NOT DEAD!</title>
    <published>2006-04-29T15:51:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-29T15:51:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just so u know, what with the lack of posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much to write, so little time, so i won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mega-lastweeks of school/holidays/port macquarie/ whinging post incoming, watch this space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and it'll be a private post..... priiiiiiivate, so u'll have to subscribe to the friends list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours etc.&lt;br /&gt;Brendan.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:1288</id>
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    <title>your lord and master is BACK!</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T14:20:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T14:20:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why? cos i remembered this whole "LJ" thing, and thought, hey, why the heck don't i try and remember my password and get back into this thingamjig, though i wasn't ever really into it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i, personally, am tempted to make this a private "LJ", why? why not!? it means that theres a good few less trolls running round, and it means i would have iron-fisted control over this web-page!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, this may or may not be my last public posting, but i expect i'll be writing in this a lot more often from here on in, it kills time, means i can hone my writing skillz (note "z") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna start seriously messing around with this page, wonder if i could upload some sketches and use em as a background, its an interesting prospect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, though this may not get properly going till thursday, it is of EXTREME importance that i get these assignments done, already in over-time (thankyou history and geo faculties) and if these don't get done i'll be way behind on marks. so... THEY GET DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first thing on the agenda LJ wise, get some thick copperplate gothic lettering (such a sexy font), possibly use a side-bar type thing for updates to hubwards (its an "in" thing). oh, and revive my imagedump account so i can put some pics in here (gonna need that for the scourge forums too, grrr, what WAS the password...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems two more people are now aware of this journal's existance (good things don't need advertising campaigns) welcome Isabel and Kineko, and no, i have no idea how u stumbled across it, but you did, yippee! (and i am not educated about the spam video, seriously, wtf...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, goodluck, tis late, i'm half asleep as it is, so its only gonna take half the effort, WUNDERBAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brendan, Dun (seriously, curlies need to stop calling me that!) Brandy, Bredna, Brendy-boo (stop it, just... stop it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. need some neurotically yours, has been so long, oh, and flintlock, I WILL KILL YOU ALL</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:1164</id>
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    <title>another update, pretty damn exciting</title>
    <published>2006-02-06T10:33:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-06T10:33:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yes, i have decided that i will add another update here, hereby "updating" my amazing journal, which has what, 4 entries? aaaaaaaanyway, and apparently only 3 people even know this journal exists, discluding me, make that 4 then, so, i'm about to tell those 3 people the events of january, and of early february, up till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- jan 1 - sometime between 12 and 3 o'clock, new year has just passed and i'm over with friends and family at a family friends house, who is also a friend, if u get what i mean. Anyway, the point is, it was fun, we ate, we drank lemonade (BB has to come back!) and we went back to our abodes and slept, at 4am or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sometime later (week before school?)- group of us go to the movies and watch the producers, thankyou isobel for the organisation effort, andy and maya meet, and are going out 5 days later, "fwoah" as it were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the rest of the holidays? uneventfull, played comp, drank a lot, employed many a fan that hadn't seen use since last summer, and found that icepacks aren't just for sprains, got DWARVES, which i am now making and gonna paint in this cool sorta burnination colour scheme (u know, magma, molten iron and rock and such, gonna look sweeeeeeeeeeeeeet), oh, and ran around all over the place on certain days, yes, i CAN run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- start of school - &lt;br /&gt;                    departures - william &lt;br /&gt;                                 Jack (keeping in touch with, went up to the blue mountains, though they &lt;br /&gt;                                 are not here, THEY ARE STILL FORTIANS![no, u can't escape])&lt;br /&gt;                                 m... what was her name!? was in 8F, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    arrivals - Asia (YAY!)&lt;br /&gt;                               some random girl whos in my maths class&lt;br /&gt;                               all the year 7s! damn they look so tiny, we were once like them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and didn't see fidah, thought he'd left, that was until...   (added sisters birthday, so for the climactic ending, you will now have to skip to "-TODAY-")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Feb 4 - sister's birthday (12, and shes now in high school, oh dear...), her names Julia btw, and shes a bitch, really, main reason i don't take that much offence from insults anymore? julias used them all already, for those who've met her, you may or may not know what i mean, she puts on this fake friendly thing to any friends of mine, and is more obsessive about my life than my mum is, which i will mention here now for the sake of full-inessity (theres a word that i should use there, but hey.) and then mention no more of. she also likes greenday, a lot, actually, thats an understatement, shes beyond that, beyond fan, beyond fanatic, she is like a greenday extremist, EVERYTHING she got for her birthday was greenday (and especially billie joe, who, by the way, she likes to draw comparisons to herself on, such as, she has a chip in her teeth RIGHT where billie joe has one, like, OMG!)and thats no understatement, we're talking EVERYTHING. what, 2 hand bags, posters, shoes, skirts, shirts, EVERYTHING!!!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOW we reveal the great mystery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TODAY - swimming carnival, spent no time in the water, all the time avoiding direct sunlight, and i STILL end up with a massive sunburn, ow, painfull, did manage to read the majority of "the hobbit" again, after a long absence of tolkein, since i was 12 or something (ah memories), and we started playing gough's "mr. assasin and the happy game of doom" game, tis funny, spent most of the time being an irate dorf throwing rocks at things, and getting killed repeatedly, and xiao'di and his werepenguin (like a werewolf, but more humourous, and anyway, george is being the werewolf)in the meantime, callum is attempting to take over the world, and gough's brother is taking a castle, while i throw more rocks and generally be an idiot across the countryside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fidah appears when we're going to signout, i don't get it, was he even away or just somewhere else? nvm, welcome back (please let me shank him, pleeeease)nah but really, hes a good guy, arrogant, but good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while everyone has a nice little talk around me, i sit back (or forward, my posture sucks, really) and read the hobbit, AGAIN, which after a couple of weeks, is already bent and beaten &lt;br /&gt;(warning against matt covers, they look cool, but unless its going into some sorta archive with the humidifiers and such, its gonna look terrible REEEEEAL quick.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the point is, tommorow, i may or may not be dead from a rapidly occuring melanoma due to this damn sunburn, GARR! was wearing a hat and everything, the only result of which is that the sunburn stops at a straight line on my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NOW- i am sitting at the computer, typing this, knowing i should either &lt;br /&gt;a) be doing my homework (start of year and i'm already behind, VERDAMMT!) &lt;br /&gt;b) be practicing my cello skills (which thankfully, haven't wholly disapeared over the holidays, why i didn't practice then? i found it a few days before school under a heap of sheets down in the livingroom, which we don't use much, sorta a spare room really.&lt;br /&gt;c) doing some more handwriting, i swear its gotten worse due to my increased typing (which is now a lot better btw) and needs some more practice, i am however, recovering it slowly... if i write slowly aswell.&lt;br /&gt;d) practicing german, grr! haven't had any german classes so haven't found many reasons for using it, so now i can't remember any of it off the top of my head, but i'm sure when i'm given a reason i'll remember a lot of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my mother and sister are in the adjacent room watching desperate housewives, no more comment on that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, it is now 9:30, i have officially updated this "LiveJournal" and i ought to be doing something a weee bit more constructive, so, goodbye, see you all tommorow (all three of you) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s, if u read all of this, i congratulate you, if u didn't, well, ur lazy, GET BACK TO READING! it'll only take you 30 mins or so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make that 9.32....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:963</id>
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    <title>just one thing</title>
    <published>2006-01-19T17:03:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-19T17:03:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yes please</lj:music>
    <content type="html">seriously, what is up with this goat?&lt;br /&gt;and how do you evil people do all the customisation things?&lt;br /&gt;and damn, i only have 3 ppl on my friends list, i feel like a loner now, oh well, no change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, cool, just found some control thingamajigs... now what does this button do...&lt;br /&gt;damn... no adding image from file! i'll show them!&lt;br /&gt;ooh, spellcheck :D&lt;br /&gt;damn, 4:00 and i still have this damn music in my head, maybe if i whack it hard enough it might have the same effect as on the TV set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memo to self... get a photodump or whatever it is account going so i can use that insert pictures thing, argh, tis a hard life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mechanochicken:518</id>
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    <title>ok, i am "back"</title>
    <published>2006-01-19T16:47:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-19T16:47:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">back from where you say? back from nowhere, sorta just "back" in a mental sense. though it IS 3.33am and i'll probably write more junk in here, this being the second thing i've added to this damn LJ thingamajig, oh well... anyway... let the late night ramblings COMMENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, lemme see, my holidays have been relatively uneventfull, such highlights can and will be listed below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt; Christmas - yippee, had a really good one actually, church attendance increased tenfold, had relatives come over, got a REAL christmas tree, A REAL ONE! not some little plastic thing, but a real, huge, pine tree, looked and smelt great, was a hassle putting up, and the cat liked it too, in a climby upy bring the whole thing crashing down sometime round 4am kinda way. then theres pressies! yes, best of which were, a really good camera zoom, my sis got a ps2, oh, and the DWARF ARMY BOX, yes, i actually have an army in the making now, just don't know how to paint them... red, snow scheme, earthy. meh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, christmas was a great highlight, then there was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* my sister getting her ears pierced (more her highlight, but she hasn't been harrasing me nearly as much lately).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* omeed came down from brisbane and stayed a couple of nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and really, now that i think about it... thats about all that i can think of right now. anyway. looking forward to next year and seeing everyone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll try and write in this more often though i notice none of you seem to be updating these things either...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm gonna go get some sleep, its 3:47 now.</content>
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