Being capped sucks!

So here i am, 2 days after the mont and my internet is CAPPED!! Damn it! Hate it so much, i can't facebook properly, i cant check out the forums properly, i can't even look at all the photos the guys posted up on the mont! (properly isn't the word i should be using, i think the word that fits better is "efficiently")

Times like this i almost wished i lived in a more technological advanced city. Like America...... maybe not, but those guys don't even have a cap on their internet. Also to explain the theory of having a "Capped" internet to someone who never experiences is very very difficult. They don't know how fortunate they really are, but just recently i think one american company is introducing a 200gig limit to their usage!! two hundred gigabytes !! and they are still whining.

I;m just jealouse and annoyed its only the 30th so i got one more day till i can actually view the mont photos and anything else i like to bury my eyes into.

Mont Prep!

Fuel for the mont!

We ended up getting alot of food. HOpefully it is enough and not too much. There is still more to get too!! I still have to cook the pasta for Friday and Saturday nights dinner. Sausages and sandwiches for lunch, baked beans or jam on bread for breakie, eggs as well. Got a few gels and other sugary snacks for energy. Not to mention the 30 liters of water.

I'm so glad that we have someone who is bringing a portable stove (thanks Brandon!), just makes things so easy ( for the sausages, pasta and eggs anyway). Also he will bring a chopping board and knife so we can make the sandwiches fresh on the day! how good is that!

I think we have our dietary needs down pat. Carbs for dinner, beans for breakie, sandwiches for lunch and fruit for a refreshment after each lap. High energy intake here we come!

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On a side note i think our team order is me, Clifton, Jing and then Brandon. 1234..1234... 1234 all the way. Seeing how each lap goes we might consider our original plan or doing 2 night laps each for a longer rest but after some discussion on BMU we might just stick with 1234 through the night too.

I am Mr T !!

Just got a confirmation email from Engineers Australia. And they called me "Mr T". That's right!! I am Mr T. Hahahaha.

*Insert Mr T quotes here*

All in good humor.

Just today Tiff sms'ed me to buy her one of her textbooks from the uni bookshop "How to think straight about psychology" apparently it is a good read. Maybe I'll get to it later.

Having bought it i thought it would funny to make a small white lie about her textbook being mauled by a savage dog. My story went along the lines of... While walking back to the car with the book, some dog came at me barking, growling jumping you know the usual angry dog stuff. So in retaliation i used this book to defend myself. Just continuously wacking the crap out of it until the dog had to defend itself. It grab the book off me and tore it to shreds, leaving her brand new textbook (which she needs for a quiz tomorrow) in shreds, wet with dog slobber and falling to pieces.

She bought the joke! or lie.... However you like to see it.

When returning her textbook in a brand new mint condition i was greeted with a few laughs and maybe a backhand or two. Its funny how some people can interpret my little story and much very detailed assumptions from very little given data. She had thought that when the dog came attacking me i threw the book away to save my own petty life of mine. Then as she was recounting what she thought what actually happened many questions popped up like. Why was there such a dog at uni in the first place? Why would the dog chase the book? Why did i make my story sound like i was the chicken shiet?

Ikea!

This is so sexist... but i can't help but giggle.

Kona Kula is alive and well.

Just re-built tonight! more to come later.

F%*#K .... that F*&%k this F*** F**,F*** ?

Just recently i got a chance to meet up with a few really good friends and it has been ages since i last hung out with them and gosh, I have changed. That or maybe it is that they are the ones who changed? I can't tell. Hanging out with old friends is very nostalgic and i do enjoy it until things feel just a bit odd.

I know that sometimes i swear, sometimes a lot, sometimes not at all. But generally i do try to minimise the amount of times i do say the F word. Now that i think about the 'fuck' word, i can say i know the meaning of it but to express its definition in words is actually quite hard considering its multiple meaning in this day in age.

But to hear the word being spammed out of the mouth like no tomorrow, i felt that it was actually quite crude an unnecessary. I know, i know, in this day in age profanity is widely accepted in everyday language, even i know i use it quite frequently. But when the word is constantly said in a way where its meaning was probably ignored by the speaker , i could not help but almost take a step back. I guess now i am only just starting to understand how big of an impact that word can have on some people who might not use that word at all. Because it is actually quite rude, from its meaning to even its sound.

Could i be turning into a grumpy old man, or just someone who likes to pick holes in people.