Waving one's arms with meaning

Sat, 17 Jan 2009 23:29:15 GMT

Yesterday was a day of weird occurrences. Out donut shop is situated at the entrance to the foodcourt, in the exact centre of the mall. The perfect place for... say... the information desk. I am asked daily where the toilets are, where borders is, where the nearest ATM is, where information is and so on. Yesterday I was asked where the foodcourt was.

I went on my toilet break, and two extremely tall people walked past me. I marvelled as I passed them and then continued walking only to find another tall woman walk past me. I was slightly confused then, and upon entering the toilet a tall man walked past me too. I was beginning to think I've shrunk!

Other updates to follow. Most likely I'll be in Welly about the 2nd of Feb. I'll be to Friday night group. Although Kazu might not be coming with me to that since he might be in Japan because of a family member soon to pass away. We shall see...

Well, this is Fezzy Wezzy signing off, marveling in the goodness of non-strangers.

Sun, 14 Dec 2008 23:41:10 GMT

Right. I promised elena that I will update, since I have not, so now I shall.

Right. I'm going to be in Auckland for another few months, most likely moving back to Wellington early February. If I do, I'll need a place to stay. Not just for me, but also for Kazu, because he will be moving with me.

My family will have South African relatives staying over during this time because late Feb is when my parents are having my father's 50th birthday party.

Well, up until now, I'm still studying. I've got my final exam in late Jan, so I'm hoping I pass. I need to go a lot of work to get there.

Well, I'm also working at a donut store. Making and selling donuts. It's not of fun, but it's very tiring.

Kazu is okay. He's got a very large evil streak, which I have to live with, and so occasionally there is a mis-communication problem which makes life difficult for a few days.

Like, last week, I went out with a Deaf friend for a catch-up, since I have not signed for a few weeks. Kazu's friend saw me with my Deaf friend, (who is male) so he assumed the worst, and gave me the silent treatment for 3 days. Not to mention also doing evil things like leaving the window open at night, and then pulling all the blankets to his side of the bed. Bastard!

I'm generally tired from working 11 hours shifts, and coming home to that is not nice.

I'm missing so many of my Welly friends. It's hell not having any one other than Kazu to speak to, apart from workmates and school mates.

With Kazu's jealousy of me spending time with people, I wonder how he will take me spending time with my Welly friends... Interesting thought.

I'll try to post here, but I'm more often on Facebook... As are most of you. So if I do not have you added there, add me.

This is Fezzy Wezzy signing off, trying his best.

Thanks to Oltanya...

Sat, 06 Dec 2008 06:56:37 GMT

What Be Your Nerd Type? Your Result: Anime Nerd If anyone is likely to dress up in a crazy outfit, you are! You enjoy the visual stimulants of intense art accompanied with deep plots of fantasy, science-fiction, real-life; or you are just obsessed with Japan and everyone and everything in it. They love to gather with people like themselves at conventions and act crazy! The anime nerds are often associated with the stereotype of being the "psychotic" nerd, because they tend to be obsessive over their characters and series. You psycho! I'm just kidding! But seriously, all forms of art should be appreciated, and anime is definitely one of them.
Gamer/Computer Nerd
Musician
Drama Nerd
Social Nerd
Literature Nerd
Artistic Nerd
Science/Math Nerd
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I think they got me really well typed... Except I would count myself a gamer above an anime nerd!

And yes, I agree it is a geek, not a nerd rating, frankly...

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 16:34:07 GMT

Mello. It's 4:22 on Saturday morning and I am still awake, mainly from alcohol and thanks to Kazu playing stupid Chinese music because it's supposedly interesting to listen to 13 minutes of off-key Chinese music. (No offense to people who listen to stupid Chinese off-key music)

I am sorry to you guys, but I came to Welly on Tuesday night to Thursday Morning because I was given tickets so that I could see my grandmother off, because it might be the last time I see her before she dies (her words) so my mother paid for my tickets for the 30 hours I was in Welly. I didn't tell anyone because I felt bad that my mother shelled out $200 she did not have to get me there to see my grandmother. Sorry for not doing telling you guys. Well, I felt guilty because currently I'm drunk and feeling rather shitty at Kazu for being a shithead and not being nice to me. He wiped off the kiss I gave him in a very confrontational way, and then when I got sad he proffered his hand and when I kissed it gingerly, he wiped it off again. And there's not enough umeshu (Plum wine) to wash away the sadness I feel that he does not really look into my heart the way I do at him...

Damn, this is turning into a winge-post, but I can't be bothered deleting what I wrote because it took up so much space... What can I do? He really only likes the surface level Fezz.... Although we had deep (lasting till 5am) conversations about my shielding and how I don't let everyone see the inner me because I'm afraid to show it in case of rejection... Err... Damn.

Well, I'm shitty and not enjoying him at all... Thank God for spell-check or this would come out quite mistakenly.

I'm sorry if I upset your day. If you can give me any hints as to how to make him realise that the Fezz I show is not the Real me, then let me know.

Yours truly,

This is Fezzy Wezzy signing off, yadda yadda...

Half boring Quiz Time

Mon, 14 Apr 2008 10:14:52 GMT

What will the Dictionary say about me?

Fezz Petersen --

[noun]:

A level headed person who always makes the wrong decision

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You are very observant and tend to be the wallflower at parties. You are intuitive and know just how to communicate everything that you are feeling to those around you.

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Fezz Petersen

Fungus-Free for 10 years

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You will go to jail for:	You claimed sex toys as a business expense on your tax forms

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Mello.

Sat, 12 Apr 2008 02:01:47 GMT

Well, this has been an interesting year so far. I have come back from South Africa and met many of you in Wellington. Ended up working again at the doughnut place for a week, for 50 hours and then at my new job (as a kitchen hand at another gourmet restuarant) for 10 hours during the same week. Hehe, I love my life! It's so exciting...

Well, Uni started and it got about 3 times harder than last year, which is good because it means I actually have a challenge now. It's just that they expect so much of us. Two weeks before my first interpreting test, they started teaching us how to interpret from NZSL into English and vice versa, with all the poise needed when you interpret. TWO WEEKS, but that is not a complaint because I passed that test with a MERIT, hehe. Now I have about 3 more assignments due in the next few weeks and next week I have 4 tests. Oh, and at work, the other kitchen hand quite last week, and the restaurant has been unable to find another one, so I have been rostered to work 5 days a week (I still get my two days off so that I actually get to SEE my absolutely cute Japanese boyfriend)
But the good thing is I'll be able to save a bit for when 'Practicum ' comes along and I might not be able to work... We shall see...

Thanks for reading this... I am trying my best to be positive, since I've discovered a bitch fest leaves me feeling good for about 3 minutes, but rereading it makes me feel bad again, hehe.

This is Fezzy Wezzy signing off, having weetbix and coffee before heading off to the sauna (In the hotel, not a seedy sex venue)

Thu, 03 Jan 2008 21:09:25 GMT

Hehe, I found the perfect way to get you guys to comment, and that is to give you juicy information but only a tidbit... Let's see how it goes...

I'm in South Africa, and I am visiting a lot of family and family friends.

Internet is hard to come by, but I'll be here when I can...

Today was an extremely interesting day... I met my birth brother. That's why I am actually updating this... Here's a picture for you guys... Comparisons, anyone?

NOW ASK ME QUESTIONS!!!!

I love and miss you all! It's so hard being here when all of you are there... I'm REALLY sorry about making arrangements to meet you before I left, and then changing it two days before, but I never thought about the obvious and realise that my parents can't keep a deadline... I planned the entire last few days so that things actually got done.

On the good news front, I get back on the 25th, and I will not be going back to Auckland until the 5th of Feb, so I will be staying a good few days in Welly to spend time with y'all.

Hehe, This is Nozomu Fezz signing off, missing Kazu SO fricken much!

News!

Wed, 31 Oct 2007 05:27:22 GMT

Well, sorry to keep you guys waiting, but I have news.... I will be staying in Auckland until the 10th of December, and then making my way to Wellington where my family leave for South Africa on the 13th. I will try and make an evening on the 11th, maybe to pop into town and see you guys before I leave for SA, but I will be staying in Wellington for a week or two before returning to Auckland to finish my course.

I have quite Timezone, (Yes, you have heard right, I've done it again) And now I have found a job at an Australian based Donut selling company here in Auckland who is prepared to hire me until the beginning of December before I leave for SA, and they are paying me a beginning rate of $14 an hour!!! I'll be serving donuts for Jim's sake!!! What a find! I'll be able to save TONS for my trip!

On another extremely happy note, my new passport has arrived and so I am now able to travel the world!! That's right, people. Fezz now has ID!!! Yokatta!!!!

I have spent the last couple of days just hanging at home playing DS... I have TONS of games now so it's great being able to play almost anything!! I'll be reformatting my HD later because I am sick of all the rubbish Windows accumulates just so that it can be an operating system! *glares at laptop*

On the love front, it seems I have a boyfriend... And guess what? He's Japanese, and he lives with me... and he's so hot! He's not cute, he's hot... Can you tell the difference? Hehe, and I've broken him. *smiles evilly*

Well, This is Nozomu signing off, high on Chocolate! and smiling that he'll be able to live again... for a while anyway...

Thu, 25 Oct 2007 13:49:58 GMT

This is my extremely cute birthday... Innit cute!!?!!!

I"ll update in a couple of days... Nothing interesting worth noting has happened. I must have only left home about 2 times since Monday! I love the holidays!!!

I have a hell of a lot of DS games now, so I am playing something wicked. Ahh, the joys of being naughty with copyrights. ne?

At the moment, Kazu has brought home from work about a litre of free Japanese sake, so we are currently drinking it up! I am going to be so sloshed!!! I've not gotten sociable in a long time! Damn this " having no disposable income" problem *glares at Timezone*

Love you all. Especially you *points*

This is Nozomu Fezz signing off... slightly tipsy!

Deaf Games, Travel Plans, New Names, and Cake!

Tue, 23 Oct 2007 05:32:26 GMT

Well, Kazu and I have made up, after a large amount of talking about our feelings, our points of views, and a large amount of guilting. I am now once again eating healthily, and I have only the end tail of the cold... Although it still leaves me with a sore throat.

Well... Onto much more interesting news..

I spent this weekend just past at the 47th NZ Deaf Games. I was volunteering so I was the one who, at the netball, was the timekeeper. At the basketball, I was the one who operated the electronic score board thingie... It was fun. Also I was the person signing between the umpire and the Deaf person in charge. It was the first time I had actually voiced what someone signed in a real setting, but it was not really a real setting since it was usually a quick question and an answer and that's all.

On Sunday night I went to the social, where the prizegiving was held. I arrived early because I was one of three who had volunteered to hep set up the place. I had arrived early and after doing some odd jobs sat at the seat I had reserved. Then one of the second year students came up to me and said,
"This is the netball coach for the Northern Team, could you be her chaperone for the evening? She's hearing and she can't sign." I said I would (I mean how do you say no to something like that?) and then the woman wanted to go to another table. Well, after we moved from the perfect place to somewhere in the near reaches of nowhere, she decided to tell me her life history. So for the next 1.5 hours I was listening to how she grew up with 16 siblings, and how she has a deaf brother who lip-reads and how the game that I timed yesterday was played out, and in her 65 years of living she has never had the chance to do certain things, and how she is a sober driver (This last conversation took about 40 minutes). Anyway, several Deaf people came to the table, but after seeing how the woman was so intent on telling me here story, they left.

Well, my teacher for next year was going to be my date, since I was the only one from my class who was going to the social... (I have no idea why) she arrived late, and she brought an interpreter friend with her. They sat down and then the interpreter friend started chatting to the woman. Saved!

But then a Deaf woman and her partner took the only two empty seats, on the other side of the woman (She was sitting at the end of the table, with me on one side of her, and Victoria (the Deaf woman) on the other side.)
Well, after the conversation with the interpreter dried up, she turned to speak to me again, but I was in a conversation with Victoria and she just butted in while I was signing. After I ignored her because I had learned how to deal with aural disturbances she got slightly aloof, but soon after that dinner was served so she started eating. During the meal Victoria asked me to act as an interpreter between her and the woman. I said I'll try, seeing as I have never done that before she said, "That's fine, give it a go" and so I did.

The conversation started the usual way, Do you have any kids? Can you sign? Where do you live?
"Why do you learn to sign if you coach the netball team, Victoria asked.
"The woman replied, "Oh I don't have the time,"
"Why not?"
"Oh, I have work and other coaching and many other things"
"Oh, I see," responded Vicotria.
"Oh, I have a deaf brother. But he doesnt need to sign because he lip-reads marvelously. The nuns at St Dominic's School for the Deaf taught him really well"
Victoria started getting rather titchy now, and then the conversation started to turn nasty, because then Victoria started definding Deaf culture, and the woman would not give up her ideas. When she brought out the word disability, then the conversation became evil, and then Victoria started explaining about why Deafness is not a disability, and the stupid woman would not see it from Victoria's viewpiont. Eventually, Victoria looked at me, and realising that my food was cold, said, "Oh, He's food is getting cold" Thanks for the conversation. I hope you learned something, and then she and her partner moved to another table, since everyone at the table except me had finished their food.

My teacher for next year, Shiz was half following the conversation. and she told me that I did a good job. I started moaning how I had to sign those things that I did not believe in, that I was saying all those terrible things that the woman was spouting. She told me she had some confidence in my skills.

That was the first time I had actually done full interpreting. Signing and voicing at the same time between a hearing and a Deaf person! It was such a thrill.... Like taking a risk, and coming out of it feeling great... I could get addicted to it! AND I was helping people...

Well, after that, I came home and gave Kazu a big hug! I like him. He's so sweet. I think I'm one step closer to understanding what love is... (Loaded statement!)

Well, after going to bed at 5am, after watching anime and eating cake, I woke up at 11 this morning and played FF8, because I am going to clock it before the end of this year! I SWEAR!

Oh, and on a Completely Different Note, I have been given a Japanese name.

Nozomu Fezz.

That's my name kanji! Cool, ne? nozomu means "to wish for". It was chosen because it fits the reason why my parents named me by my first name. Plus I think the Kanji is beautiful.

Well, as for my travel plans... I'll most likely be returning to Wellington at the beginning of November and I might be working full time at a clothing store in Paekakariki... Anything just to earn some bucks before going to SA in December. If I get the job, I will be working Sunday to Thursday, so I'll be living with my parents, but I'll come in for Friday night group, okay?

morbane, I shall eat your soup... oltanya, you better let me read your manga, or I won't give you mine... krastakin, update more often, neleh_yam, thanks for all your help, and teabluesreviews, I look forward to our catch up!

This is Nozomu Fezz-kun signing off. See ya guys soon, ne?

This seems to

Fri, 19 Oct 2007 10:12:50 GMT

Hi. Well, this is quite a big update that will make a few of you happy.

I will be returning to Wellington somehow within the next two weeks. Kazu and I have found some characteristic flaws in each other and we have decided that we can not live together anymore. He will be moving out. Since I am unable to pay rent for the two of us, and because uni has ended last week, I figure that I am going to have to come home anyway to fly out to South Africa, so why not earlier than later since I will get to see the lot of you.

I find that Kazu was the only thing really tying me to Auckland. Oh well, I'll miss the nice guy.

I am also not eating... I'm not sure why... My stomach refuses to finish meals... and when I do, I feel like throwing up. I know I'm not bulimic or anorexic (I have not yet figured out the fine differences between the two) but I have no will to eat. Oh well...

I have the flu too, hehe.

From 1 shitty exam and 4 reasonably good ones. I might pass adequately... We shall see.

This is Fezzy signing off. stomach paining, wondering if it is from lack of food or lack of want of food...

Weirdness and Pain.

Sun, 14 Oct 2007 11:32:36 GMT

Well, Today is Sunday, From Friday lunchtime to about Saturday 11am, I was in a world of pain since one of my front teeth is pushing through my palate. There was a huge pus bubble, getting bigger and more painful. I took Ibufrofen, but since I can only take them once very 8 hours, 5 hours after taking them I would be in pain... I got so annoyed with the pain I figured that it would probably hurt less if I poked the bubble with a sterilised needle, so I did. It did nothing and was not painful, since the surrounding pain was bigger. The good thing was that at 11am on Saturday, I was lying in bed, in one of my drifting in and out of sleep times because of the pain, when the pus bubble suddenly burst, filling my mouth... I can still remember that feeling and taste. I jumped out of bed, and scrambling on the wooden floors to get to the bathroom to rinse my mouth. My flatmate was under the impression that I had suddenly invited a herd of elephants over and they had suddenly all decided to dance a polka, so he came down from his room to see what the racket was. I wasw rinsing my mouth out with salty water for the next half hour! (Okay, that's just a bit of exaggeration, but only the last line.)

I did nothing else, except watch anime and eat boiled eggs, the pus bubble went down and is not bothering me, but so occasionally will I push out a bit of pus. I seem to spend most of my time in the bathroom, just rinsing my mouth.

Today, I realised I did something rather strange. I was spending the afternoon texting my lecturer's daughter, organising to meet her next weekend, and planning what it is we will be doing. Now if you heard just that you might think, "What? Fezz, you dirty straght boy, hitting on your teacher's 26 year old daughter of all people" but in reality, she's the organiser for the Deaf Games next weekend and she has been texting me to confirm my involvement in it. And she's a cool woman too... Fun signing style.

Any questions?

Fezzie Wezzy with a very not-pronounced platial bump, signing off

Fezz!

Sat, 13 Oct 2007 01:08:33 GMT

By fezz_zenith at 2007-10-12

It's me!.... Let's see if this picture thing works...

Strange Event!

Thu, 11 Oct 2007 23:51:32 GMT

Yesterday, while I was walking home from school, I stopped at an intersection, waiting for the lights to change so I can cross, when a car turns the corner and a girl in the passenger front seat yells "Hi, John" and throws something lightly at me. I wave ecstatically, which is my thing with people who do that, and they continue driving away. I picked up the piece of paper and read it. It said "Mandy, 027 XXX 3431"

It's left me wondering if my Brooklyn-based doppelganger has also moved to Auckland...

On another note. My classes ended yesterday and I only have exams. Today was a comprehension exam and it was so easy... I might actually get a merit! ^shock-horror^ Well, we shall see.

Kazu has, become someone extremely important to me... I am not quite sure what this means, but in future, I shall keep you guys updated...

Watch this space...

Oh, BTW does anyone know where I can get free web space so that I can put pictures on this site? I don't know how it works...

This is Fezzie poo signing off, neeeeeding to use the bathroom...

Tue, 09 Oct 2007 06:27:14 GMT

Right... A short update since I should be studying for this Friday, which is my final comprehension test and next week I have 2 theory exams... *sigh* I've gotten complacent because the work is so damn easy... Bad Fezz!

Well, apart from school, (which is tediously boring at times...) and my home life (which is excellent as I will explain next) and work (which I will explain later.) and my health, I am kept a busy boy... Hehe, as usual... Oh, BTW you notice I said nothing about my sex life...

The reason is because of my flatmate. If you read the last post I did, before I never came back I wrote about having a new Japanese language buddy. He is now my flatmate after lots of interesting nonsexual experiences.
He went back to Japan for 3 months, and then arrived back here at the end of August, and he stayed as my roommate for 2 weeks. After that, AJ moved out of the flat and into another apartment in the same building. Then Kazu became my flatmate. He works nights at a Japanese restuarant but we have Monday off (no school or work) and then we watch anime and eat chocolate, and we also so occasionally sleep in the same bed together.
He knows I had fallen for him months ago, and when we moved together, we have become closer and closer... so much so that we are almost a couple without actually saying it... We have talked about it though so it's rather confusing...

Work is tedious... (I won't bitch) Tom is incompetent and the hours suck. You guys remember the tickets? The great thing about Queen St Timezone is it uses the E-Tickets system... but as of 2 weeks ago, they went onto the paper tickets again, meaning more work for me and more irritating children... *sigh* I bitched! I need a better job! Until I go back to South Africa for a visit.

I am leaving Auckland on the 10 of December to go back to Wellington to make preparations. My family and I leave on the 13th and we will be staying there until the 21st? 22nd? of January. I don't remember...
I hope to not get shot... Closer to the time I will make a will and make sure all of you devoted readers get something... *smiles*

I will be reading your blogs too, and commenting too, so it won't be a one sided thing *glares at oltanya. My japanese has improved no end, and I can actually made decent conversations now... I'm happy. Sign is still fun and enjoyable, when I am not doing extrememely easy things.

Oh, today, I spent 2 hours proofreading a friends essay. I got takoyaki, okonomiyaki and a miso soup for doing it... Not a bad deal, I thought... I'm rather braindead now... The essay was so full of grammar and sentence structure mistakes *shudders*

I'm actually at the moment procrastinating on the study by doing this, so I'll get back to it.

See ya, sexies.

This is Fezz-chan signing off... ganbarimasu.

Mello...

Sun, 07 Oct 2007 13:34:35 GMT

Fezz Petersen

Now with opposable thumbs

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If you want me to continue my explain the going's on in my life here, drop me a comment and if I have a suitable amount, I will, (by suitable, I mean.... 7?)

Sun, 25 Feb 2007 09:45:49 GMT

COURSE RUNDOWN:
Tuesday: How to fingerspell our names!
Wednesday: WH-questions and the grammar surrounding them.
Thursday, Non manual signs.
Friday: Don't know, I skipped it due to pain.

The last time I updated was Tuesday, so Wednesday was pretty uneventful. The only good thing was that I met my Japanese language buddy. His name is Kazu and he has been learning English in NZ for 6 months. He's pretty good at it, and he is also a patient teacher. He thought it was pretty amazing that I learned so much vocab from just anime, and that I pick up grammar points so quickly. He talks full sentences to me and I find I can understand! That was amazing. He's just talking and I'm understanding... I feel so happy. Although I know he is using simple grammar, I'm still feeling very happy. Then again, I'm doing roughly the same thing in English for him. We correct each other's language problems... I find I like it when he talks in English and I talk in Japanese and we are understanding each other. It's fun! Anyway, Kazu and I met at 4 on Wednesday and we went to a cafe and sat there for 4 hours, just talking. Then it was 8pm, and we went to a cheap Japanese restuarant and I had okonomiyaki! *drools* and Ume shu (Plum wine). It was about this time when there was an earthquake, but I was probably somewhat drunk, so I never felt it. Mum phoned me to see if I was okay, but I ignored her... Well, at 10, Kazu and I went our seperate ways and I went home to sleep.

Thursday saw me going into class, and then getting a text from one of the first guys who messgaed me in Auckland, he said he had a free day and whether I wanted to meet, so I agreed and told him at 3. But I got to uni and found that on Thursday and Fridays lunch was from 12 to 1, and the class from 1-2 is Self-Directed Learning, meaning that it's not mandatory. So I only have 3 hours mandatory classes on those days! So I texted him and asked if he'd like to come earlier and so he did. I should mention that he is a 5'9 Filipino well-built guy.

(Bex: Skip) At 1, we met up and we went to a foodcourt and we had lunch. He kept on shoulder surfing (Checking out other people over my shoulder) and that annoyed me. Then we went for a walk, and he was rather distant. Well, we went to the Albert Park, and sat there talking. We then moved to the grass and we lay there, just chatting and then put his legs across my chest and started tingeing my stomach. He then went lower and lower, and his hand slipped into my pants. I was somewhat shocked, but it felt good, so I never said anything... Well, after that he glomped me, (Which was wierd, for some reason), and then he asked me if I would like to meet again next week sometime. I told him I'd get back to him. I don't think I will though, because I think he just wants sex, and I'm not wanting that. (Don't look at me like that.)

Well, after that meal, and that park walk, I went home and played some games. I had a decent meal. I made sausage smoojie, a South African dish, and I had enough for 2 meals, so I packed it in for lunch for the next day.

Friday saw me waking up with pretty bad toothache, and my sinuses was causing me rather large amounts of pain, so I texted my lecturer to tell her that I won't be there and that I'll try and get a doctor's appointment. But what I did was take a panadol, sit at home and clean my room, and did my washing. By about 4 the pain subsided because I set up a large healing web, and sat in it for about half an hour. Maan texted me and asked if I wanted to go out I said yes, and then he told me to be at Family at 11:30, so at 8, AJ and I started drinking. I drank so much, and at about 11:20 we started walking. But I did stupid things, like roll down a hill and AJ said a police helicopter was after me, so I hid in the trees. Also I did an apple bong, which was the contributing factor towards me vomiting later in the evening. But it was great, AJ made me vomit on an SUV, she was holding my hair and was aiming my face towards the car. it was because she hates SUVs. well, I stumbled on home and woke up with no hangover.

Saturday I woke up, had breakfast, and played games and watched anime until about 2, when I started getting ready for work, because I worked 4pm - 1am. I was so fucked up tired after that. One of the regulars gave me a ride home.

Sunday, today, Kazu and I met in Timezone and we played some games. Then he came to my house and I cooked him lunch. Then we swapped music, and watched some anime. We chatted and he read sentences out of my grammar dictionary and made me translate them into English. I managed quite well. I feel so happy!

Well, he left about an hour ago, and so I thought I'd update my LJ, which I have just done. *smiles*

This is Fezzy Wezzy Poo waving.....

Tue, 20 Feb 2007 05:20:54 GMT

It's been a while since my last post, mainly because I was busy having a life as well as not having any internet as AJ took her laptop to Hamilton with her, and she has access to the net on that. So, I hope you've not been waiting long.

Well, If you look back to my last post, I mentioned that I was getting courage because I actually went and danced with an chinese guy on that Saturday night. Well, Moments after posting on NZD last sunday, I get a message on NZD saying 'Aren't you the guy I danced with at Family on Saturday night?' Since then we've had some good conversation and I might go clubbing with him at some stage.

Well, Monday was orienteering. I was dragged around the university by the student mentor for our class (who did the deaf studies course with me in Wellington a few years back.) He should us the important places (library, classrooms, video rooms, pub etc.) and then we did some mandatory seminars on how to use the computer system) After that I came home, because I was tired. On Tuesday I got a call from Tomtard (The best DDRer in the country who used to play at Timezone in Manner's Mall). He is now manager at TimeZone in Queen Street, and he called to offer me a job. His reason was because he wouldnt have to train me, but I think I smell nepotism... Not that I'm complaining...

He told me to come in on Wednesday to discuss it, which I did. He gave me some decent shifts, so I am probably going to be able to eat from next week onwards! That day being Valentine's day I planned to spend it with the only really good friend I had in Auckland, Niki, but he cancelled on me. Now I have a heart-shaped box of Ferrer-Rocher, which I will have to massacre on my own. But at about 8, Maan called and invited me to go to Margerita's, which is a straight asian club. I agreed, mainly because I was bored and there he bought me a super handle of beer, which I promptly finished. But the memorable thing about that time was there was an asian on the dancefloor, dancing alone, dancing like you see the asians do on music videos, with big arms and wide movements. Also, he was hot! I kept oggling him. And whenever someone came onto the dancefloor he'd sidle away, not wanting to dance with anyone. So that put me off. But then a lovely mix of 'Long Train Running' came on, and I went over to the dancefloor and started dropping some moves. A few bars in, he was dancing opposite me, and then halfway through the song it became a dance-off. And we showed each other our moves. The rest of the dancefloor watched while we did this. He was enjoying it, and this lasted for about 3 songs, when he went off. I thanked him, we did the homie-handshake thing and I went to sit with Maan again. It was so much fun. I'm happy that I went. Sometimes I feel that doing things like that is better than orgasming.

Thursday saw me sleeping in late, watched some anime, had a nap, and then went out with a new friend I made, whose name is Marco. He invited myself and a few of his friends to Burger Fuel, (Which could rival the gourmet burgerplace I worked at if I was not so bias...), then we had a drink at Witch Bar (A gay lounge bar) and then we made plans to go to the Jazz Festival in Mission Bay on Saturday.

Friday saw me seeing a priest. hehe. Gotcha! I got contacted by my mother early in last week and given the number of the Archdiocean Advocate for the Deaf, a Mr Beech. He is a Deaf laypriest. I texted him, and he asked to meet me for a coffee, We set it up for Friday lunchtime. On Thursday I typed his name into Google and found out that he was the advocate for gay Deaf people. So in short, on Friday I had a coffee date with a Deaf gay priest. Wow! But when we met, he was an easy to talk to person. We made great chat, we talked about our pasts, and our favorites cheeses and all sorts of things, including the possibility that he might be able to give me a job working with Deaf people. That evening I went out with Maan, and Maurice (Maan's sugardaddy (which has taking a shine to me)) and the Brazilian, named Andre. We had Thai, (funnily enough) and then we went clubbing. I stayed out until 5, mostly chatting to an American who made great conversation and thoroughly enjoyed my randomness, and was fueling it with plenty of G+Ts. After he left, I hung around perving at some asians, and then went home. I slept in until about 12 and then waited for Marco to contact me about the Jazz Festival. At 5 I thought that I better get ready and go into town, and I did. I also went into town to sign my contract. But when 8 came I realised that I had been stood up. I went back home and I napped. I napped for most of the night, and the first half of Sunday. I had to work, 5-11 to cover someone on Sunday. And so I did. After work, I came home and chatted to my Japanese language buddy who finds me cute. We are meeting at lunch tomorrow to have a conversation. Yay! I am so happy!

Monday, I had to wake up at 7:00am to get to uni at 8:30 because we had a powhiri on the Campus Marae. When I say, I had to wake up at 7 doesnt mean I did. I eventually opened my eyes and looked at the time... It was 8:25. I threw myself out of bed, grabbed clothes, threw on my acroutments and rushed out the door to get a bus. The bus dropped me right outside the place, and I was only 10 minutes late. It didn't matter anyway because the actualy powhiri was at 9, and it didn't start until 9:20. So we were standing outside the marae for 40 minutes. After that, they gave us food, and then I headed home, where I had a nap, and some lunch before heading to work. I worked 3-11 yesterday, and I walked home. Got home just before 12, checked my mail because AJ was home and had the net up and going again, and then got to bed, because today was the first day of my course. I woke up somewhat early, had a shower, packed a lunch and my bag, and left somewhat late. I was expecting to walk to uni and get there about 8:45, but the lights stopped me from getting there quickly. I have to cross about 2 major roads and 2 highway intersections.

It was when class started that I realised that we were learning things from almost scratch! I am going to find this class so easy! Yatta! And I'll get to play tutor with the other students! Yay for me!

After class I went to Timezone to play my free game and then headed home to eat, and write this. I'll be making supper later, might stay online, might watch more anime.

Well, this is Fezzy Wezzy signing off, smiling at the easy pass rate he will have!

Sun, 11 Feb 2007 02:39:13 GMT

Oh hell, my life is just far too holistic for it's own good.

Let me explain. On friday night, Maan went out to dinner with his friends and he was going to text me when they were about to go to Family. So I sat at home drinking alone because you can't go clubbing sober. And halfway through AJ came home and joined me, she was having friends over, so she could not go with me. At about 11 I texted Maan and asked him how's the dinner and he tells me that he's at Family already, so I make a hasty departure and walk briskly to the bar. When I get there, we sat and watched people for about 30 minutes, danced for about 2 minutes and then Maan and this two friends told me that they were all heading to their homes. I was very unamused. (And I got told yesterday by Maan's Indian friend that I must not have been in control when I was drunk, all because there was no seats and I was sitting on the floor between his legs. I was not anywhere near sexual!)

Anyway I went back to the dancefloor and was just sidleing along when a guy beckons me to come onto the raised dance platform. I comply, and we start dancing, and after about 30 seconds I realise who he is. He is the same Bombay queen I danced with in November. The one whose friend snogged me on the dance floor.

*BEX, skip a paragraph* Anyway, he and I danced for about 40 minutes, in various risque positions, and then I found myself leaning against the back wall of the platform, giving him a blowjob on the dancefloor. Keep in mind I was alcomaholically challenged, and enjoying myself. Anyway, after a while more dancing, I say I'm going home, and he offers to walk me to the door. (So very kind, he was) Well, he leads me out the door, around the corner to his car. (Don't look at me like that!) There we had some meagre conversation, and I sucked him off completely. Hehe, he was a two second wonder. *smiles*

Well, after that dance, and that encounter, I waved goodnight to the Bombay queen after he gave me his number, and walked home.

When I woke up, After telling AJ about my night's goings-on, she told me not to ring him until sunday night. Mainly because she said I don't want to seem keen. I don't feel anything though, He was fun and extremely flirtatious but I can't see him as friend material or anything higher. So I'm debating as to whether I should text him, but knowing my luck, we'll end up paired together on the dancefloor again sometime, and it will seem awkward if we meet, because then he'll think I am... No, I'm not thinking about this here.

Right! Saturday was fine. I woke up at 11, after having a decent night's sleep. Last night, while drinking I met an extremely interesting chinese guy online, and we were texting all through the time I was sitting with Maan. Anyway we had arranged to have a tea date at 1. We went to St Kevin's Arcade, which has the best atmosphere in Auckland. We had lunch and we chatted about everything under the sun. He wants me to teach him about good Jazz, which I readily agreed to. I left him at his bus stop and we made arrangements to go to the Jazz Festival next Saturday night. I went home, had a nap, and got ready to go to Maan's birthday party at 8pm. I arrived there and I met Maan's sugardaddy (again) and we struck up a conversation, which included most of the table. After about 2 wines, I was holding my own in a conversation of rugby with a All Black-quality coach about a south african lock of his, and I was rather pleased about that. After 4 hours of eating, drinking and laughing, we all traipsed across the road to Family and danced. Maan's sugardaddy, whose name is Maurice, gave me his business card and said that if I ever need a ride anywhere, just let him know. Also, he paid for my meal. He's a sweet-hearted old man, living vicariously through us younger folk. Bless his soul.

After a while on the dancefloor, and I actually started flirting with a chinese guy and his faghag on the dancefloor, (Yay me, I'm getting courage!!) I had to go home because I had a job interview in the morning.
I walked home and died.

After having about 4 hours sleep because a Wellingtonian Indian guy who has a crush on me called and woke me up at 7. I was going to wake up at 7.45, to get ready but then I dozed until 8. I hurredly got ready and then I walked to town, but I was 20 minutes early and the doors were locked. So sat staring at my shoes because I was trying to get my stomach to listen to me. At 9, they opened and I told them what I was looking for, and whether they could accept me given these conditions. The guy I spoke to said I should call later with my decision after he had spoken with the manager. I left, and rang up to say that I can't take the job because I don't think that the position was as flexible as I need it to be. (I got the job through Fen, as it was a room attendant position at the place she worked, don't look at me like that, a job's a job!) After that I was asked by AJ to go grocery shopping, I lugged all the groceries across town to my place. I waited 30 minutes for a bus and when I got home I was utterly fucked up tired. I've sat here, wondering what to do. Eventually I realised that I have not updated my LJ so I am here,

On a extremely random note, I had a itchy nose so I checked why, and it's because of a long nosehair, so I got my tweezer and pulled it out. It was about 3cm long and, get this, GREY! I have grey nosehairs!! *bawls*

So while I listen to Diana Krull croon Autumn Leaves I will be crying at the state of my senility.

This is Fezzy Wezzy, homesick, tired, slightly hungry, lonely, and chronologically-worried.

Tue, 06 Feb 2007 12:36:20 GMT

It is now Tuesday and I've done a lot of things. I'll start on Friday...

After packing the car, (It took me 1.5 hours because the bags were more full than the practice pack I did 2 weeks ago. ) I had a shower, managed to fit all of my things in the boot, and then mum wanted me to put the tent, and sleeping bags and a chilly bin?!?!? into the car as well. With many minutes of machinations I managed to maximise my minute amount of space by maneuvering my manchester under me. We left at 6pm, almost exactly. We drove until Desert Road, and Mom told me to find the campsite that I had chosen for us to camp at overnight. I watched out for the turn off and when we passed it, Mom said 'No, I don't want to be so far away from town. What if I an raped or murdered or something.' No, we'll look for something closer. And so all my hard work at finding a campsite was in vain. So I sat in my pillows and sulked. I couldn't be bothered helping them look out for a campsite, so we drove around the Taupo lake looking for a holiday park that let us put up a tent. Eventually at 11:20 we pulled into one, got addresses by a rude woman to actually pay before setting up (The office was closed and we thought we'd pay in the morning) and then we started putting up the tent. It was by this time, dark, and people were sleeping in tents around us, when mum pulled out the instructions for the tent the first line was 'Familiarise yourself with the setting up of this tent up at home before you go camping' After reading this we both laughed while we opened the tent for the first time.
Well, after the tent was secured, (It was 12:30 now) I crawled in and died.

I was woken rather firmly by Terri's foot in my groin at about 6:30. I pretended to be sleeping while the rest of the family packed up. They woke me and when I looked up, snapped a photo of me in my sleepy glory. after taking down the tent and repacking the car, we left and had McD's for breakfast in Rotorua. We then drove all the way to Auckland

Just before hitting Auckland, I texted AJ to tell her I was 30 minutes away and she replied to text me when we're downstairs from her place. From there we all went to a flat in Eden Terrace where AJ, Corey and I were going to stay. We walked in, talked to the landlady, paid bond, got the key, and I started moving my things in all within the space of an hour. Then my parents came in for a glass of juice, and checked out the place, my mum bonded with AJ over cleaning products, gave it their seal of approval and left for North Shore to visit friends.

Well, I unpacked and made my room mine until about 5pm, when I started getting ready to go to Maan's, as he invited me to dinner. I checked Wises for a map from my place to his and also from town to my place, and downloaded it to my phone so I could use it when I walked to his place. We had a great dinner, Maan had invited two of his friends, a Indian guy and a Brazilian.
The Indian was a okay conversationalist, but the Brazilian never really said anything. But the night went smoothly. At about 11, we all started walking to Family, and there we clubbed until about 3 when we all went our seperate ways after swapping numbers.

I managed to walk home, following my map while uncoordinately drunk and getting in fine without getting lost or getting run over. I am pleased with me *smiles*

Sunday was an early start. I went to bed at about 4 and woke up about 10 to travel to Howick to be at my mother's pre-50th birthday party. I took 2 buses and 3 short walks and it me 1.5 hours to get from my house to theirs, and then I discovered that the bus to Howick passes really close to my house, which would have saved me about 45 minutes worth of travel and waiting. Bloody not knowing the routes *shakes fist at Fezz's brain*

When I got there, I was handed a glass of pink champagne, and was told that when that was finished I had to try a muscato, which was delicious. After that I had another 6 drinks and was suitably pissed for the next 2 hours. We watched comedy DVDs and made obscure and rude South African jokes and at about 7 I left for home after wishing Mum a good time if I can't be in Wellington. She told me that a Auckland friend of their's might be coming up, and if he does, I could catch a ride. But don't get your hopes up, I won't be visiting you guys because I'll only be there for 1 day for my mom.

Well, Monday was filled with a bit of shopping. I had those Farmers vouchers that I got from Matty and Mom so I went to buy myself some new underwear. So we went into town and got some. After lunch Maan asked if I wanted to go to the sauna. After a few seconds thought I agreed and we went. We arrived there at about 1 and we sat in our usual seat and chatted, checking out the trade as they walked past. I was not really horny, but the surroundings lead themselves to making me a bit (which I call latent horniness) and I propositioned a guy, who was a total noOb, but I have to say he should have put in his CV that he was an excellent ball sucker between good money handling skills and customer service experience. After sitting for a while to reload, I struck up another conversation with Maan and he told me that the Brazilian guy was coming at 5:30 (It was 5 when he told me)
Well, from about 6:30 Maan went missing and so did the Brazilian guy. I wanted to leave the sauna at 7 so that I could chat to Jules online but I had Maan's passport in my bag and he needed it so I had to wait, at about 7:30, I got propositioned and I was latently horny again so after what I thought was about 25-30 minutes which was actually 1 hour 20 minutes of tingeing with a guy I arrived back at the seat to find Maan and Andre both with smiles on their faces and both not denying that they were in rooms, but not giving any specifics as to whether it was the same one. I read Maan's mind and found they were, the dirty little Thai boy.

Well, after getting home and hopelessly fucking with AJ's network and internet connection so that I was also able to surf off their modem, I played some games and then went to bed.

This morning I woke up 1 minute before the alarm and spent the morning playing Fable on the X-box. Early afternoon we went shopping because we had nothing, I mean nothing in the house. Late afternoon I sorted out my clothing (which I never unpacked due to knowing that it would take about 2 hours, which it did) as well as little tasks that needed to be done. Now, I'm sitting on my laptop, after managing to bend Cory's laptop to my will and give me internet too. *smiles evilly*
I knew 3 years of networking various flat's computers would have paid off.

Well, this is Fezzy Wezzy signing off, in his beautiful new flat, with his marvelous flatmates and his new asian filled city.

Thu, 01 Feb 2007 10:38:05 GMT

Most of my weeks was spent writing this essay. I played too many games as well. But on Tuesday evening I finished it! Yatta!

I cam into town on Wednesday to hand it in, but before that I played some games with Sam and had a meal with Sam and SSar. I went to uni after that to print off and hand in the essay. I edited it and checked for stylistic errors, thought it was okay, and printed it off, using all of my SCS credit. I made my way to John's place and from there we went to one of his (and now my) Japanese friend's place ot have supper. She cooked the most delicious salmon! And we had a fried tofu and chinese cabbage soup. It was sooooooo tasty!

After a delicious sparkling red wine!?! John and I went to his place, and seeing that it was 11:30, we started getting ready for bed. While we were lying there, the first he says to me is 'I didn't mean to fall in love with you, but I did.' I could not think of anything to say to that. I mean, what can you say??!? I said 'Umm but...' and he interjected with 'but don't worry about me, I'll get over it.' I felt so bad! Even though I told him all the reasons why he shouldn't and gave him warnings and clarified our situation he goes and feels something that he said he wouldn't. I swear this is not a emo-post, it's a Fezz is confuzzled over matters of the heart. Love is weird! (To know more is to ask Fezz.)

When we woke up, I asked him if he wanted me to read my essay to him (I've done it before, he likes it (Strange lad, ne?)) He agreed and while I was reading it, I found so many more stylistic and grammatical errors. I wondered how to get around the fact that I have no more credit to print out another 17 pages worth of essay (3800 words!!!!) and John told me that postgrads get free printing, so I edited it and he printed it off for me. And after a final cup of tea we had hugs and I told him that I will see him again when he comes to visit in March.

I made my way to the arcade, and Glen texted me telling me that he was in town and that he had my gift with him. He gave me a firestick! It's so cool!!!! I have to try it sometime in Auckland.

Well, I leave tomorrow. I won't be seeing some of you for a few months at least. I'll miss you all. Of course I'll miss more than most but I don't think that Auckland will be able to give me the same kind of people that accepted me for who I am. I'm not that worried about losing you guys anymore, as long as you keep in touch. I'm good with answering emails and keeping contact as long as you guys want to. I know it sounds mean, but I know far too many people to start messages with everyone. So comment here, and email me or text me and we'll chat.

Bye Wellington, Miss me, ne?

Fezzy Wezzy says "bai bai"

Gah!!!

Sat, 27 Jan 2007 06:24:12 GMT

I don't remember the last time I updated, hehe so just take it as writ that when I wasn't in town, I was at home doing my essay and being extremely bored, playing PC and enjoying the company of online friends.
I had to be in town at 5:30 on Wednesday to sign away the previous flat agreement, so I travelled there, and after that Stuart came and picked me up and he took me to his place. There we chatted and swapped music and watched Coro Street. *shudder* Stuart works in the film industry and he told me that the reason he watched was for the scene placement, and I nodded unbelievingly. We talked and ate lamd sandwiches and played PC games and then at about 2am, he led me to a bedroom, said goodnight and then went to his own. I was okay with that. I'm not a hornbag, you know.

The next day I woke up at 11. I had class at 5:30, so I went to Timezone at about 3, when Stuart dropped me in town. At 5, I started walking to Uni, decided against it and took the Cable Car. On the Cable I heard a woman talking in what I thought was a thin Durban South African accent. I asked her when we were seated in the cable car and she said, 'no, Australian' I nodded and then went back to worrying about the fact I did not bring a plate to the wake that we were holding in class.

After a short lecture the class pulled out 6 bottles of wine, biscuits and various baked goods, and we had a 2 hour party, I had great conversations with other students while in that sociably obnixious stage of drunkenness. It was fun! After that I went to John's where we fed me actual food ( I had nothing to eat this entire day, save 3 cups of tea, 3 sausage roll thingies at the party, a rice cracker and 1.5 melting moments.)
After dinner we played PC games and then went to bed to talk and enjoy what would have been the last time I see him before I leave.

Friday, I got up woth John, showered, had breakfast, and we got to uni at 9:30. There I wrote 700 words in 3 hours ^shock-horror^ and then at 12, I made my way to Teresa's where we had the tea drinking afternoon party thing. It was great, Matty and I had a great catch-up and I got to spend time with Sam again. After this we went to group, We had Hell's Pizza, and then Matty and I went to meet up with other fags for a Boy's night. So Tom, Matty, Fei, JC (One of T&M's friends) and I all went drinking and chatting. After meeting at Kazu, we went to Good Luck Bar, and then just after midnight Matty said that we could go to one of his disatant cousins' place. So we walked in only to find that cousin bawling her eyes out, distressed about a family issue. While That cousin's flatmate was consoling her, and the group of fags were sitting in the lounge, two other flatmates burst into the lounge, One male, tall lanky, looks boganish. The other, a woman, dyed blonde, with a husky voice. They were obviously continuing a conversation from in the room. This is how the conversation went:

Her: Why did you walk out
Him: To get away from you. I mean you cheated with my best friend
Her: Your best played me!

And so on and suchlike. I was beginning to feel as if I fell into Shortland Street or something. Well, all of us holding back guffaws as we walked downstairs and then JC left. We got a lift to T&M's flat thanks to Fei, and there the four of us sat talking for hours, as well as a lot of naughty things happened. It's rather interesting watching a threesome taking place, because you can learn so much!

Well, I had 3 hours sleep due to a double duvet covering 4 people. and after saying goodbye to Fei, I walked into town with T&M because Matty had work. I played some games at TZ and then came home. I went to church this evening and sang at mass. This would have been the final mass I go to before I go to Auckland. Yay!

Well, To recap, Since Wednesday 5pm I've had: Wed: 4 cups of tea, 3 lamb sandwiches Thurs: 3 cups of tea, a plate of lamb and vege stew, 3 mini sausage rolls, 2 glasses of wine Fri: A croissant with cheese, 4 cups of tea, 4 danish biscuits, 1 Small Hells Pandemonium, 3 cocktails Sat: a pie.

And that is all. I wonder why I am not gaining weight!

Well, This is Fezzy Wezzy signing off. hungry, tired and already pining for you guys

The week from snores

Sat, 20 Jan 2007 06:35:06 GMT

Well, this week started really bleeeghly. I did tons of essay work, I managed to write 700 words in one day. I was very pleased. The problem was that 500 of them were my introduction, which was easy to write. The next 500 was on the mythology of death, and that too was easy because I just had to rewrite some myths in my own words and make up conceptual terms to explain the underlying bullshit. By Tuesday I had manages to write 1000 words and I was very pleased with myself. By Tuesday evening I had completed the mythology, and had moved onto prehistoric views of death, which is rather interesting (If you'd like me to post that essay here somewhere then just ask, but I highly doubt that you'd be interested in it.) Wednesday I left home early because I was going into town to sort of some of the flat things that needed to be sorted out. After in the evening, I went to Jules' birthday party. I got rather wasted on cheap 'Debbie' wine and after we left the restaurant we went clubbing, where I forthwith downed another 3 sea breezes and got rather piqued, doing really wild and interesting dancing with Teresa. (Who was rather impressed that I dipped her 4 times and we both didn't land on our heads) although, I did complicated down on knees moves a few times which left me with painful bruises on my knees. But the alcohol dulls your pain, so I was not worried, I didn't feel it until the next morning. Well, Sam and I walked home and on the way I started feeling rather nostalgic about everyone already, and Sam and I stopped at a bus stop along the way for me to bawl my eyes out about how much I will miss everyone. I had such a great big cry and it felt so good! Thank God for Sam, she's such a great friend, being able to deal with me like that *sniff*

Well, Thursday morning I left for class on the 12:26pm No 18 bus and as we hit Newtown the bus driver got out of the bus and started directing traffic down a side road. My earphones were on when he came in after that and spoke but I pulled them off in time to hear him say 'accident in Newtown.' And because the diesel bus I was on was too wide to go down the side roads we would have to wait. Looking up the road, I could see 3 other wires buses in the same situation. So after the driver played traffic cop for a few minutes, the line ahead was clear enough for the bus to go on, and we squeezed past the 3 trapped buses and cars and continued through. I got to Uni with 5 minutes to spare before my tutorial. The tutor was 5 minutes late as usual. After the Tutorial I went to the library and sat there, pretending to do my essay and started reading the large number of resources for Ancient Greek views towards death. I finished a 3 day loan book, scanned the pages I needed because it's free, as opposed to photocopying, and stored them on my laptop for use later. At about 6, (I had previously decided not to go to class because the guest lecturer doesn't like me) I went to John's place where we gave me a delicious supper and we laid on his bed watching 'Hookwinked' on my laptop. It's definitely a watch-again movie, just to look for continuity errors. Well, we did some naughties (Like I would not have after not getting any for a week!) and then we went to bed. In the morning, a bit more naughties, and after a shower and breakfast we both headed for uni. I sat in the library until 12, finishing off the Ancient Greek section of my essay (500 words), making my essay now 1500 words long and about 3 sections and a conclusion still to go!

At about 12, I decided I had had enough and I went into town to find food. There I met Justin, who said that because he could not be at my party because of work he would have lunch with me. I agreed and after walking into Oaks I see Sarah Milton and her man seated at one of the tables. So we all sat together and talked and ate. after that, I played about 3-4 hours of DDR, which caused my heels to burn. At about 5 people started arriving for my party, and we had quite a lineup:

Sam, Bex, Jules, Tom, Matty, John, SSar, Layne, Helen, Fei, Chris Beatty, Sarah, Polina, Sohini, Brad, Matthew, Avie, Dave, Phillipa, Teresa, Claire, Libby, (If I've forgotten someone, I'm sorry, I have not logged who was there) and a host of a few more. Chris and I sparred on the grass after eating and I am proud to say, I managed to pin him down. and he only threw me twice! But we both have pretty good fighting scars now.

After eating at the Green spot in Civic square, those that did not leave earlier all traipsed to Cafe Paris where we had coffees and teas and cakes. We sat chatting there for a while until 9. Then we all went to Mercury Lounge, a lounge bar. There we had a few drinks and danced a bit. At about 11, we went to Maya, a club and we danced there. At about 1:30 Sam and I left the remainder of the group to dance and we started walking home. On the way, walking along the road towards the Victoria Tunnel a car stopped in the middle of the street and hooted at us, I looked in, to find Fei was heading home. We quickly jumped in and he drove us the remainder of the way home. Fei, my saviour. if only he knew how my feet were aching!

I woke up this morning to the phone ringing at 8. It was Bex's Mum. I then managed to fall back to sleep and ignored my alarm which I set at 9:30, because my eyes wanted to stay close. So I let it. All the way until about 11:30. Then I crawled out to find Bex rather grossed out about the fact that Brii's leg was oozing. After Bex called the vet, I said my goodbyes and hoped to catch the 12:30 train. The bus arrived at 12:12 and I jumped on. I was watching the clock throughout the journey. It was 12:30 when I got to the station. I sprinted along the subway entrance to the station and ran onto the platform. I saw the conductor putting the key into the door. I ran up, dived and span into the carriage while the door was closing. I grabbed the handrail to keep my balance and ended up doing a nice turn facing the driver who stared at me rather shocked. I smiled and asked if this was the train to Paraparaumu and she nodded mutely. I took the first seat I could find and tried to catch my breath. She then came to me and said that it was a nice move I did, and thank the Lord that I was not caught in between. I agreed, and then she told me that it was avery graceful entry I had made. Who said ballet is useless??!?

Well, after being picked up at Paramata station I helped my father set up the gear for his gig tonight and then came home to relax and heal from all the activity I did yesterday. I am sore in places I'm not used to being sore in anymore. Well, no-one was online so I thought I'd update. I'd love to get your comments and apologies for not being there, if it's your fault, shame on you! If it's mine, sowwy.

This is Fezzy Wezzy, waving while he winces.

apologies

Sun, 14 Jan 2007 10:41:57 GMT

I'm sorry, but I don't really have anything interesting to say! Last wednesday I went to the pools again, and eyed up some candy. About my age this time. I went to class on Thursday, and after that went to John's. We had fish congee which he made himself. It was very tasty. On Friday, I did some study in the library. and then I met up with Fei, he and I spent the day together, and the night together and then he dropped me off at home on Saturday with the TV. (So nice of him. He's a great friend)

On Saturday, I read some more books for this essay and sat online. It was my turn to cook dinner and I made steak and a salad. After dinner we went to a family friend's place and played dominoes. Sunday we went to church, came home and cleaned because the priest was coming to dinner. I read until the priest came, He talked a lot over dinner and then I excused myself to go on reading. And now, I'm online because the wine has made me unable to keep a concept in my head. I read the same line 4 times and then realised that I never actually digested the last 5 pages. So I gave up and came online. At least when you are chatting you don't have to think that hard.

Well, I'm sorry about the lack of detail. I'm bushed from all that reading.

This is Fezzy Wezzy signing off. *snores*

Mon, 08 Jan 2007 06:04:13 GMT

After Thursday's hefty post about Pram I have been taking it somewhat easy. On Thursday night my family decided that in the morning we will all go to the Public swimming pools and have a swim. I was told that we will be leaving at 9am. I nodded and went back to chatting with whoever I was with online. I went to bed at 1:30 on Friday morning, partly from an extended psychiatrical conversation with a distressed Filipino friend of mine and partly because I had a cup of coffee at about 4pm, and because I gave up coffee a few months ago, I can actually feel it working now. woah!

Well, I got woken up at 8 by my sister. I stayed in bed until 8:20 because that's just what you do, and then got up when Mum yelled 'Breakfast is on the table' I staggered into the dining room and on the table was a crisp new box of 'Berry Berry Lite'. Now, my perceptions of 'Berry Berry Lite' is little tiny grainy things with fake-real berries that taste fake-real. A decent breakfast if you ask me. Well, I rip open the box only to see corn flakes and oats and rice bubbles, and my brain decides I am still dreaming and switches off again. As I realise this, Mum walks in, sees me staring into the open box with a terribly bemused look on my face and comments ' Oh, This is new, and healthy for you.' I stare at the front of the box, and I see that it is, in fact, Berry Berry Lite. Not, as my brain told me it was, Berry Berry Nice, which was what my imaginary perfect breakfast was. I ended eating Cheerios with cold milk. It made my teeth ache.

Anyway, after breakfast, I got ready to go, but it seems that the typical thing happened, no-one else in my family has any predisposition for punctuality. We eventually left at 9:50. Bloody Africans running on African time.

The pools was fun. When we got there I followed my father around. The first place we walked into (not counting the changing rooms) was the sauna. My father walked in, sits down and sighs 'Ah, I just love saunas' I burst into laughter inwardly and reply, 'Yes so do I' hehe If only he knew...

The steam room I don't like. Too much uncontrolled water in one place. I told him that. He them proceeded to tell me about the health benefits of taking regular saunas. I nodded congenially and after 27 minutes of sitting in there, I started feeling light-headed and we got out and sat in the spa. There, my father told me that the only reason he comes to the pools is for the sauna, steam room and spa. I then laughed 'So you don't actually touch the cold water' He looked at me and responded
'Why? What a waste of all this heat' and closed his eyes and through his head back. I just smiles and got out to look for my mother and sister, who was playing with the little girl my mother looks after. After a short stinit of my babysitting the little tike while Mum goes aquajogging, I took my sister and I said,
'Let's go on the waterslide. It's free, right?'
'Yeah, but I'm scared'
I look at her with that 'uh huh' look in my eyes. 'Have you tried it?'
'No...'
*sigh* 'Don't knock it till you've tried it, Terri. Look, there's a 5 year old boy doing it. Come on, a 5 year old can't beat you' Let's try it. I'll go with you' While I was saying this she was objecting, but I had my finger in a pressure point as I moved her up the stairs so she had no option. Then I put on the lip of the slide and kneeled on either side of her. 'You ready?'
I then nudged her and down she went. I followed her, and when I reached the bottom I expected to see her spluttering and crying, but she was nowhere around, I looked over to where Mum and Dad was, but she was not there. I then had an inkling and walked up the stairs again, and I saw her waiting there with a huge grin on her face.
'Scary was it? I asked, she smiled and shook her head, 'Right, you've learned a valuable lesson.'
And we went several more times down the slide.

We had fish and chips for lunch. It was bleeegh, but I ate it. After lunch at about 1pm I went online and I stayed there until about 12:30am. I stopped then because I realised that I did not yet straighten my hair and I did it quickly. It only too me 2 episodes of Naruto, so about 45 minutes. My sister's straightner rocks!

After waking up at about 8:30, because Mum phoned me from the fruit and vege markets telling me to put the bacon and coffee on. I got up, did that, made breakfast and we ate it. We then tidied up and I got ready because I planned to go into town and meet up with a friend whom I've been chatting on online for a while now. The train I was going to catch didn't show up. I was 10 minutes early, and it never showed up. I sat at Paremata station for 40 minutes. Singing J-pop somewhat loudly, while the Indian guy next to me pretended that he does not exist. It was hilarious. He curled himself into a little ball on the seat and scrunched himself up and I stopped singing for a while because I thought it could have been me, but he still sat there, pretending that the world was not there. I left him alone after about 2 minutes, because his eyes were darting back and forth. After a while I became defensive in case he decided to dive out and kill me with his teeth or something.

Anyway, because I suddenly realised that I have just spent 2 pages recounting what happened on Friday morning alone, I shall make things slightly more brief. I realise some of you have children to feed.

Well, I met up with Fei at about 3. I spent the last 2 hours at Timezone having my workout. We had a cup of tea at Expressoholic, and then he drove me to Oriental Bay and we sat for about 2 hours watching the volleyball players and talking. He then asked me what plans I have for the evening. I responded that I have none, and like we were discussing before, he said he has not had a chance to see the clubs and bars in Wellington yet. So I offered to take him out on the town. He agreed and then he said he was going to go home and have a rest before we go out tonight. I agreed and he dropped me off at the flat and Sam and I had a catch-up. Well, I was harping on to Sam about what a great time I had earlier and she asked if she could come along tonight. I checked with Fei and he said that's fine. So planned to be ready by 11ish. So, while Fei and I were online, he commented that he was making dumplings. I told him I have never made them before and I applaud him for making it from scratch. First he asked what did I mean 'from scratch' and second he invited me over to learn how. I told him yes, and Sam and I went over to his place place (because he just lived at Hataitai shops, so I thought it was a quick walk, (I downloaded the map from Wises and blue-toothed it to my phone. Gotta love technology!))

Well, the walk took a bit longer and it was uphill. We kept walking and discovered that Fei's road overlooks the bay, meaning a nice and uphill walk. But when we got there, he should us how to make dumplings and we got chatting and he said that one of his friends wants to join us. I replied the more the merrier and after making and eating them, we left and picked up his friend, whose name was Wing. We then traipsed around town to various bars and clubs and eventually ended up in Rain because town was dead. At 3:30 Fei dropped Sam and myself at the flat and we bid him goodnight.

I was supposed to meet a Deaf friend of mine at the airport on Sunday morning but I did not get much sleep due to it being cold and far too much light so I told him I had transport problems (which was the truth) and then woke up somewhere around 10:30. I faffed around the flat and town until 6, when I met Glen at TimeZone and I went to his place to cook his family the meal I've been promising to cook them for the last 1.5 years. So I went over there, discovered that their boarder is an old schoolfriend of mine. We told regaling stories from school and I threatened his anal virginity whole night because it was entertaining. After a delicious meal and a terrific glass of white wine, I stole various things from Glen's PC and then we went to bed. Glen is warm and comfy and gets hardons at awkward times of the night. But I'm not going to complain.

Well this morning, Glen put me on a train and I came into town and went straight to the uni libraries where I spent 3 hours researching my research essay. I took out 13 books, and then carried the 10kg worth of paper to the Public library where I took out 7 more. Now I have 2 weeks to read all of them before I have to hand them back. And I have to take out more because I haven't covered all the topics I want to. *cries*

Well, after lugging all 20 books home, I had a shower and a snack and then started to write this, about 35 minutes ago. And now I feel braindead. I'll start the Great Read tomorrow *snores*

This is Fezzy-da-Wezzy signing off. Meep to you all!