Hey everyone,
I've recently been looking for a way to spend my time relaxing and I thought blogging would be a good start. I like to write a lot, whether it be journals or stories, I do it in my spare time and sometimes even during school to pass time. So let's begin, introductions shall we?
My name is West and I live in Australia. I come from Taiwan, so I'm Asian and all that jazz but I'm no where near stereotypical. I played rugby up until my final year of schooling (this year) and am terribly bad at maths. I'm super tall (almost 2 metres) but am bulky, I love eating and I currently live alone, making my own food, taking care of the house, stuff like that. As all teenagers are, I play a lot of computer games and I generally stick to first person shooters, having played in competitions as well as casual, but I digress.
I'm writing this blog in hopes of having some people stumbling across my posts, getting slightly intrigued and having a gander this way. I don't know what to actually put on blogs, but I'll take the template as something sort of a vlog. You know, tell you about my day and / or week :)
So lets talk about today. I usually stick to a schedule sort of thing, it just helps me keep organised. I went to bed at about 11 PM last night, got up at around 5:30 AM when my dog (a toy poodle) started whimpering in my ear. Time to take her out for a walk. So early in the morning still in my jammies, I grab the lease, hook it on and take Cherry (the dog) out for a walk along the block before returning home. I make my way to the kitchen, set the toast and the rice. Whilst they're cooking and or baking, I brush my teeth and did various morning "duties". I usually leave the rice in the cooker until I need to go to school, that way no rice sticks to the bottom or sides, making it easier to clean the pot.
Some Nutella and toast for breakfast, I wash the plates and change out of my jammies into my singlet. Time for a morning workout. It's the best thing, as it helps clear your nose if you have a stuffy nose, as well as circulates blood around your body to make you more alert and less sleepy. Down on the ground, extra wide push ups to work the pectorals. One... Two... Three.. Four... I do this twenty five times then get up to have a minutes rest. The rice is still cooking. I grab the curl bar out of my closet (it's a huge closet.) and place it on my bed, the safest place to do weights at home in my opinion. I lift 25 kilos, 10 reps. Drop the weight, grab the dumbbells and do another 10 reps of biceps curls per arm. Once that's done, I go back for another 25 pushups. This time however, I have my arms shoulder width apart to work my triceps.
You may be thinking that I'm a jock or someone super buff, but I assure you I'm not. I'm actually quite fat and work out to remain healthy. If I didn't work out I'd be rather obese by now. But anyway, I pack the weights up, oil the pan and cook some pork chops to go with the rice as well as some vegetables. Pack the lunch and off to school.
Let me tell you about how I usually dress. The school I go to is a public private school, Brisbane State High. So we've got uniforms and all that. I usually wear long pants, a jacket (always) and have an iPod nano plugged in with some earphones every day. I listen to music all day long, and this is where the blog gets just a tad bit depressing. If you're happy to leave it at that, don't read on :)
So you see, I'm one of those loner types in the school as I'm very introverted. I listen to an iPod all the time, and the teachers have all allowed me to do so during class. This is because pretty much no one talks to me, except a friend who walks home with me (which I'll get to later.) I'm usually a pretty happy guy, I don't have any anxiety issues or depression, though some people would beg to differ. I'm an intellectual person and am very considerate about other peoples feelings, but of course I've made my fair share of mistakes.
Today is senior video day, so lots of people running around with cameras taking videos of people. I try to avoid them, just because I don't feel like I'm a part of the school, though I should. The problem is, in a school with 2,800 other kids, it's easy to get lost and fall between the cracks. I've fallen between the cracks and so have some other people that I know, we get along just fine, but don't talk nearly as much as friends would. But let's move on with the story.
I'm sitting by myself at lunch, as I usually do eating my rice. My friend walks up and has a chat with me, we get along. His sister is also here, and we have a nice conversation. I can't exactly say I have the hots for my friends sister, but sometimes it feels as though the friendship is more than just mutual. Some signs and stuff, she'd shuffle up real close, hold my arm and stuff like that. But maybe I'm just thinking too much, or am completely oblivious for being so introverted. Love that word.
During economics, we discuss some questions and things of economic nature that we'd ask Kevin Rudd tomorrow, as he's visiting our class (for fifteen generous minutes, wow!). Frankly I couldn't care too much, I'm not as excited as the other people in my class but that may just be my arrogance kicking in. The rest of the day is pretty dull, I do nothing much. On my way home, I'm just outside my front door waving my friend and his sister good bye when she blows a kiss my way. First time, I feel a tingly sensation and head inside my house, brushing it off. I check the mail, sort through various bank notes and bills and stuff. Paycheck in the mail made me a bit happy, $700 earnings yay!
A neighbour of mine drops off dinner for me, as her son goes to the same school as me. So I gladly accept, having a nice bento (basically a rice-packaged lunch with vegetables, meat and rice.) I chow down, listen to some music, start the car to make sure the battery doesn't lay dormant for too long, chat to my internet friends and generally relax. I'm preparing myself for the WarZ release tomorrow. A game that I've pre-ordered and can't wait to get my hands on.
Then, I decided, for no apparent reason, to write this blog. And here we are. It's funny how just a few paragraphs can describe one entire day. Though I could've added more detail, I felt those details were too trivial. Anyway, I'll write another tomorrow. I'll talk more about my life stories rather than my actual day. I think that'd be more interesting.
Cheers.
- W
P.S. I have a cousin named East :)
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