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The time has finally come. Tomorrow 9:30pm is when it all matters. I play my first game of basketball in years. For the last year i have been preparing for it and focusing on my fitness and making sure i can run for 40 minutes straight, in slow jogging, distance, hilly and flat areas and fast paced running. I must admit, im nervous as all fuck. I have high hopes and i really hope i am fitter then my direct match up. Im going to give him hell and put him off his game mentally in the very first minute. So here is what i expect, 10 points, 5 rebounds, 2 blocks and at least one steal. At the same time as being nervous im so excited that i finally get to go out and have a run and compete . Im also gonna test my team mates tomorrow night, my plan is to do a hard foul on the player on me so that he and his team mates react and start pushing me around, then the test will be on my team mates and how they deal with it, will they stand up for me? or will they just let me battle it out myself? I think its very important to know what your team mates are like in a situation like that. Don't get me wrong im not into fights but i am into testing people and to see how far they will go for you. At the end of the day what happens on the court stays on the court, and team mates are not team mates if they are not there for you when you need them. I will make sure i tell them after the game what i did was on purpose to see their reaction, i see it as a team building exercise. I'll tell them exactly what i want out of them and let them know what a team is all about. I will feel so gutted if i dont peform tomorrow night and will feel that all this hardwork has gone to waste. If i do have a bad week i'm going to take it out on the track and make sure i'll work as hard as i ever had to make sure im ready for next week.
I got my singlet and shorts made up i chose to wear number 36. Above the 36 on the back it says STAT. Stat stands for Standing Tall And Talented. Cocky much? hahah i love it. Im gonna jog down to the stadium an hour early tomorrow to practice my jump shot and the 3 point money ball. I've been practicing my shot with my brother who is also on my team and also backing down to the ring. If my team dont win this years final ill be upset and will make sure we win next year, if they are not in it to win it all then ill make sure i can take on all 5 players. Wish me luck!

So, im walking home from the station listening to my music and as soon as i hit the top of my court my annoying neighbour yells out "Hey Peter!!!!" how was your day? I dont even look at the slacker and just say it was good. Then her kids start kicking their footy at me and wanna play kick to kick. Get home and get changed and then walk out again only to hear her voice booooooming saying "where you going" every fucken day she asks and every day i tell her "just going for a run" and she always says "i should come with you, i dont know how you do it, good on ya" on my way back shes either yelling at her kids or drinking a stubby and smoking her ciggies and asks "how was it?" WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!! i dont know how to tell her to stop speaking to me, i dont think i have a problem with people i just wanna be in the zone and doing my own thing. If she spoke to me once a week i guess it would be alright but every day 3 times a fucken day is just way too much. She doesnt annoy anyone else but me. Her husband is cool, he just sends a wave and every now and then we have a chat, i think he is embarrassed by her and feels my pain. My other neighbour Ray Cato is a nice old man we have a smoke out the front sometimes and talk about footy. His hands are fucked from when he was younger, he always asks what i do for a living, he laughs at me and thinks i should be building houses because i am strong? How does he know im strong? Maybe im not building houses because i dont want hands and a back like his. He made me laugh once though, it was valentines day and i asked him what he was doing for it (He's married). LOL turns around and says "Valentines day? PFFFFT its fucken Holoween everyday with that cunt inside" lol died laughing but i shouldnt have, his wife is really nice. My other neighbours have just sold their house and had a garage sale, they put the garage sale sign on OUR post and we thought it was ok because they would take it off after the weekend of the garage sale. Monday comes, sign still up, tuesday, sign still up, today after work it was still there, i swear if its not off by tomorrow im gonna rip it off and stick on their front door, bit of respect for Petes sake, then i thought they might have another sale this weekend but i looked at the sign and its dated for the weekend just gone. Fucken losers.

I really hate the fucktards that walk around and claim to be "depressed". WTF? It's okay to have a bad day or "wake up on the wrong side of the bed" so to say. Everyone has a bad day, it does not mean you're depressed. How about you try to exercise or change your eating habits. Fucken wankers.

i really love winter, definately my favourite season. Everyone is upset and miserable, it rains and girls get ugly (hair and makeup run) and relationships break up cause people don't know how to stay in doors and have fun. I wish it was winter everyday. This weekend was ok, i woke up on sunday with a massive headache, luckily maryjane was nearby, she cures all the pain :) Its getting beyond a joke that people talk to me like i have known them for years, i wish i had the balls to tell them to fuck off and that they don't know me. On the positive side, i am now ranked 23rd in the world in nba live 09 on xbox 360, Challenge me!!

So easter has come and gone, mine was filled with bulbs, pills and weed (better then chocolate?). even though the pills were shit. we thought that maybe we need to take more in order to get fucked up, i guess this weekend is the test, if not ill just sell them to some fiend for alot more money then what they are worth.
Cons birthday was on the Thursday night, all the guys got messy as usual and i had a shot of some tequilla, it went down well but it brought back memories of the 17 chartruesses that were consumed in 45 mins. yukko. I smoked it up as usual and watched Jim be a dumb piece of shit that he is. I really despise him and wished that he would just fuck off, sometimes i feel sorry for him, he stinks like dirt. Then we played poker and i won about $50, that was good, me and con were the last ones there. Good night and a good bbq. Id kiss the cook if he was here.
I went to Berwick and house sat with Vikki. Vikki's parents have a cool dog by the name of Georgie, it freaked me out though cause it just stared at me and barked, hmmm who knows why, but then i took it for a walk and we became friends. I thought the house was awesome and would def go back. Lovely area too, everyone seems so old and friendly.
Vikki thought she knew the area well and i trusted her, so we left home at 8:36 to go to foodstar for some dirty all you can eat buffet, she thought it would only take 10 mins to walk there so off we went. We went down some long path way and smoked a joint to build up our hunger, after 15 mins of walking down a dark alley way Vikki had 2nd thoughts. We kept walking and ended up in fountain gate (40 mins later). We got to foodstar and it was closed so we settled for just as dirty KFC. The way home was only 10 mins and i could have bashed her.
I thought i was in for a relaxed Monday as Vikki's parents were coming back on Tuesday but she got a phone call from them and said they were only hours away, so i quickly switched mind frames from a relaxed drugged up weekend to get your cleaning gear on and hurry the fuck up. We smashed it though as usual and had the place spick and span in no time. Except the garbage man didnt take the empty slabs filled with bulbs and bottles, they flew all over the road and shit and was a mess.I dont know what ended up happening with them lol but im sure they would have been cleaned up.
We ended up in frankston on the Monday night at Laurens and Jasons, they had some of their friends over aswell, we were smoking joints until we ran out of papers and then had more bulbs, Dan (one of Jasons mates) had never tried one before so he had a crack, he loved them and he thought his face was frozen. I ended up crashing there in the spare room with Vikki on a single bed, it was awful and dark, the worst thing was waking up and knowing i was hours away from home with only 1 more sleep till i had work. But off i went again, luckily we got a lift back into the city so i only had to go through one hell of a train ride. I CANT WAIT TO GET A FUCKEN CAR. Shit would be so much easier, the challenge is good though and i hope i dont get lazy when i do get one, fuck it she'll be right. Im gonna name my car Obama because i like the name.
A good weekend though, but very glad to be back in the northern suburbs right where i belong.

i accidently spat on a girl today, i dont think she realised or maybe she was too scared to say anything.

I was casualy running along the track and went to spit to the side and as i turned my head to spit a girl on a bike rode past and copped it LOL

the poor thing, i didnt mean it i promise

I spent most of the weekend with my sexy girl friend Vikki, we had a blast as usual, i rocked up at hers at about 2:00 and watched the footy, yay my team won and we beat the fucken pies, its always good when we beat a bunch of ferals. Smoked joints all arvo and sooner or later Vikki came home from work. Then we went to the Telstra Dome with Carla and Jolley and his mate whos name i forgot, he did have a rather curvy nose, he smoked weed too so he was cool. We made a few joints to take away and also had the crackie in action, so we were stoned and speedin at the same time, i dont really know the feeling but it was good (headache on the side of your head much?). We got back home and decided to eat some pills, that was fun, we tried to break one in half but it crumbled, Vikki then convinced me to bomb it (put it inside a tally ho and swallow it) i was pretty fucked up at the time and i thought by doing that it wouldnt kick in for days cause the paper wouldnt have let me digest it and that id be munted and most likely on a fat at work. As usual though i was easily convinced and downed it. Im still convinced that it hasnt kicked in. We listened to music, and had dirty hot sex for hours, the last thing i remember was sweating like a pig and falling face flat on the bed, i think i passed out not much after that, i always used to think that the better sex was with one nighters and to never speak to them but this sex is definately on fire lol. She rocks my world and couldnt ask for more. We managed to get a few hours of rest and then went and got some gunpowder from the A.G. Today was definately a struggle, got to work 45 minutes late and then my computer was acting like a rasta with no weed, reset it and then it couldnt load my personal setting, so i got on the phone and called EDS. The dogs took their time to fix it, wasnt till 12pm when i logged in, worked like a spastic for 4 hours and finished my shift. On the way home i was dreading going for a run, but then i looked at my arm and it made me do it. All of last week i had been runnnig up this hill and then walking down it instead of running the usual track, so the challenge was on. The hill is right at the start of the track so i had to deal with that first, got up to the hill and got up it in no time, i thanked my lucky stars that i didnt have to go back down and do it again, i ran the rest of the track in record time, 25 seconds quicker then a fortnight ago. I was pretty happy with that, on the way home i said to myself (not out loud) that if i dont beat my personal best each day that i would run the whole thing again. So trust me this week is going to be pretty full on. Early nights and alot of bananas.
Peace out.

I was with Con and George on Friday night and we decided to visit our local chinese restaurant where we can't lose. The name of the restaurant is called Win Win.

So naturally, before eating i blazed a joint to build up the hunger. We wanted to eat in but the place was like a shopping centre on xmas eve so we decided to take away. (which isnt too bad because i hate people all up in my space) We ordered what we wanted and waited 20 mins till we got our food. While we waited me and Con decided to flick our cigerette butts at each other and see who could flick it the closest without hitting each other, i won of course with the butt hitting the arm part of the chair he was sitting on.

We got inside to collect and happily took it home. When we got home we looked in the bag and saw our meals plus a little bag that had "free" written on it. It smelt good, real good. We all looked at each other because the bag looked dodgy as all fuck. It ended up being bite size dim sims. Thankfully we didnt find any foreign objects.

i was outside having a smoke on my break today and an old man said "why are the commonwealth bank uniforms black?" i tried to ignore him but he was standing 8cm away from my nose,i just said i dont know and he kept trying to talk.... then he asked if i was indian?? how?? i said no i was born here. are you indian? he said no im from korea. He then went on about how i have an indian face and that i wasnt from australia. I ended up going into detail as to where my parents were born he then said "ah" and walked away. I didnt think to much of this old fella he had a face that resembled a bulldog chewing a wasp. other then that nothing else interesting happened today. 3 more sleeps till the weekend. bring it on big baby

I was playing nba live online against some little asian kid in china, he hit a 3 on the buzzer to win by a point, sucks ass bigtime. On top of it all he started to abuse me over the mic and then he didnt accept my rematch. I felt like hurting someone. If he was here id use his head for a basketball and be sure to leave it out on the grass for birds and cats to shit on it. i hope he dies

Well speaking of grass its St Patricks day so i thought id go green and smoke some herb, nothing else really to do on a Monday night, i got the biggest joint out of the pack and named it may lin after the boy that bet me online. i smoked it in record breaking time cause it was freezing and still had rage, i was smashed half way through it, i found a new friend while i was starring into space, it was a snail.. i named him dennis, i went to pick it up but its head ducked into its shell. i watched it for a about 5 minutes and started to get cold so i went back inside, i hope dennis comes out to play tomorrow.

I went back inside and may lin had sent me a message saying something about kangaroos and being australian, wtf does the world think about aussies? that we have kangaroos in our backyard? i managed to re match him and he quit after i was leading by 22 at half time. ahhh sweetest victory. I hope may lin is bleeding somewhere now.