Tuesday, January 31, 2012
ok guys
this is really cool
2 high school students in canada sent a lego man up to the skies and tracked it down with gps in a few days and the footage off a camera there... is incredible
just watch
2 high school students in canada sent a lego man up to the skies and tracked it down with gps in a few days and the footage off a camera there... is incredible
just watch
I kinda want to live in the USA for one reason.
And that reason is...
YOU CAN HAVE HEDGEHOGS AS PETS!!!!
holy fucking shit, i want one. But here it's not really moral (heat) or allowed (pest species/quarantine)
But they are so cute
But then again cause of quarantine, we can't keep hamsters or gerbils, which are both a lot cuter than guinea pigs
Also, Happy Birthday Lambert.
And i made a new tumblr to post all the photos I have that I am finally editing.
aneditedlife.tumblr.com
YOU CAN HAVE HEDGEHOGS AS PETS!!!!
holy fucking shit, i want one. But here it's not really moral (heat) or allowed (pest species/quarantine)
But they are so cute
Also, Happy Birthday Lambert.
And i made a new tumblr to post all the photos I have that I am finally editing.
aneditedlife.tumblr.com
Monday, January 30, 2012
smaz's long adventure: part 2 - levy fest
ok so anyway its been a day since the last one but fuck it, that was a hell of a night and i think i should share it with you guys
ok so anyway yesterday i went to a 'festa di leva' (literally levy party, its origins are in ww2) for this girl, angelica, (who calls me samu for some reason which is hilarious)
and whoah. i did not expect it to be like that at all
so anyway it was this big community hall full of sards in the town of dualche, they are called bronzers or something like that
and they are like, the lad culture of sardinia. ok so maybe i said miei amici were but they sho as fuck aint compared to these guys. these guys carried around like knives and shit, and they were like, 'sam you know what this is right?' and i was like 'dude what the fuck dont like stab me haha' but cause i cant speak italian good enough it and also because i was very very confused it came out as 'cosa? non uccidami?' which means 'what? dont kill me' and anyway they were laughing at me and shit and it hurt my feelings ):
no but jokes aside those guys were cool guys but its a fuckin weird subculture, they only drink beer and wine and when i was like, 'back in australia everyone does vodka and rum' they were like, wtf. it was very tough not to drink or smoke or anything because everyone does it there and everyone was doing it and they were all like, 'sam have a beer!', but one of the rules of the exchange is 'no drinking, drugs, or smoking' so i didn't.
and they all had shaved hair and black jackets and the weird thing about it is, maybe because its such a small town or something or a close community but the age difference was immense, they were a group of tough cunts from the ages of 16 (...there was this one guy that looked so much like will mitchell) to 22 and it was pretty confusing and they all like hardstyle as well and they were like, 'haha you go to defcon 1?' and i was like, 'haha oi yeah ya tuff cunt it was fukken hektik ey' which they didnt get or understand but it was ok cause i really cant impersonate a lad at all.
nah but fuck they were great people except for this one guy who was a total dick and he was like, 'hahaha vadabidumanocu' (thats what sard sounds like) and id look at him and be all, 'cosa?' and he'd look at me and be all 'haha,,, "cosa?"' and he was a dick. and you know how theres always one or two kids who look like they dont belong in the subculture? yeah well there were some of those and i think they wanted to prove how much of tough cunts they were so they kept trying to come over to me and intimidate me and it was hilarious cause theyd hold out the knife and i'd just stare down at it and look at them and be like, 'ciao.' and they'd look up at me and then just sort of wander off. also there was this really tall guy who wasnt like that but he still hung out with them and he was cool.
and everyone kept coming up to me and being like, 'cangaru, cangaru' which is kangaroo in sard and i was like, yeah ok. and they tried to get me to say 'cangaru aminculu' and 'caballo aminculu' alot but its not actually hard to figure out what that means (caballo a min culu - horse in my ass - i get fucked my a horse)
and yeah, there was a point where they (and for a bit me too) all just kept running around the town being all like, 'hahaha ti piace correre' and i think the joke was that i looked stupid cause i run like a kangaroo or something but i didnt get it and so i was confused and they laughed at me for being confused. (that guy was a dick.) and i don't consider myself fit, but these guys were tired of running within like 5 minutes and it was hilarious cause they were trying to find a reason to laugh at me (btw the excuse they gave was that kangaroos run with their knees up really high or something which makes no fucking sense, but I don't think they'd ever seen a kangaroo so its ok)
but yeah, sards are really proud of their literacy rates which is really weird considering they are fucking dumb compared to australia. anyway like im sure i mentioned they only read the two genres. and they were like, 'in sard culture we like to read and read a lot' and i was like, 'you fuckers seriously aint smarter than australia' cause wtf I have this huge sense of aussie pride right now like, I;m so proud to call myself aussie, where did that come from? (I miss bacon. I think Imma cook myself a fried egg or 3 soon.) but yeah we engaged in some serious intellectual discourse and then i educated all over the pavement outside and everyone was like, 'dude...' [...meaning they didnt care] and georgia from my class was all 'hey sam, now is the time for water' [...which in the scheme of things doesnt make sense in this context] and i have a feeling she was really sort of dissapointed in me for being so smart. [...like maybe she was jealous or something.] and that would suck because my class has the coolest people in it, and I don't want them to think bad of me cause srs they are so coooollll... hdgioknadgbuhasidf but also apparently other people educated as well so its all good. they kept going on about how a sard tradition is to read a lot until they decided to impart their wisdom, but i just couldn't believe that.
and i was awake all night and got picked up at 6:30 am this morning and around 7:10 when we got home I went to sleep, and woke up at 4:00pm.
but now im kinda worried that i wont get to sleep enough tonight, its already 10 and i need to wake up at like 6 cause i have to walk myself to school tomorrow and I think I forgot the way. hmm. i worry too much.
also being here has made me realise how much I a) use things like and, but, also just to start sentences.
[[there's no b).]]
I prefer macomer to dualche though and I still miss boring old sydney. the charm of my lack of italian is sort of wearing off to the point that it's just frustrating now (for me) and I don't want to be the quiet kid but I'm sorta forced to be. also I wanna speak a bit of sard (even though all they ever say is 'aiu' which means 'come with me'.)
still miss you guys.
smaz out
ok so anyway yesterday i went to a 'festa di leva' (literally levy party, its origins are in ww2) for this girl, angelica, (who calls me samu for some reason which is hilarious)
and whoah. i did not expect it to be like that at all
so anyway it was this big community hall full of sards in the town of dualche, they are called bronzers or something like that
and they are like, the lad culture of sardinia. ok so maybe i said miei amici were but they sho as fuck aint compared to these guys. these guys carried around like knives and shit, and they were like, 'sam you know what this is right?' and i was like 'dude what the fuck dont like stab me haha' but cause i cant speak italian good enough it and also because i was very very confused it came out as 'cosa? non uccidami?' which means 'what? dont kill me' and anyway they were laughing at me and shit and it hurt my feelings ):
no but jokes aside those guys were cool guys but its a fuckin weird subculture, they only drink beer and wine and when i was like, 'back in australia everyone does vodka and rum' they were like, wtf. it was very tough not to drink or smoke or anything because everyone does it there and everyone was doing it and they were all like, 'sam have a beer!', but one of the rules of the exchange is 'no drinking, drugs, or smoking' so i didn't.
and they all had shaved hair and black jackets and the weird thing about it is, maybe because its such a small town or something or a close community but the age difference was immense, they were a group of tough cunts from the ages of 16 (...there was this one guy that looked so much like will mitchell) to 22 and it was pretty confusing and they all like hardstyle as well and they were like, 'haha you go to defcon 1?' and i was like, 'haha oi yeah ya tuff cunt it was fukken hektik ey' which they didnt get or understand but it was ok cause i really cant impersonate a lad at all.
nah but fuck they were great people except for this one guy who was a total dick and he was like, 'hahaha vadabidumanocu' (thats what sard sounds like) and id look at him and be all, 'cosa?' and he'd look at me and be all 'haha,,, "cosa?"' and he was a dick. and you know how theres always one or two kids who look like they dont belong in the subculture? yeah well there were some of those and i think they wanted to prove how much of tough cunts they were so they kept trying to come over to me and intimidate me and it was hilarious cause theyd hold out the knife and i'd just stare down at it and look at them and be like, 'ciao.' and they'd look up at me and then just sort of wander off. also there was this really tall guy who wasnt like that but he still hung out with them and he was cool.
and everyone kept coming up to me and being like, 'cangaru, cangaru' which is kangaroo in sard and i was like, yeah ok. and they tried to get me to say 'cangaru aminculu' and 'caballo aminculu' alot but its not actually hard to figure out what that means (caballo a min culu - horse in my ass - i get fucked my a horse)
and yeah, there was a point where they (and for a bit me too) all just kept running around the town being all like, 'hahaha ti piace correre' and i think the joke was that i looked stupid cause i run like a kangaroo or something but i didnt get it and so i was confused and they laughed at me for being confused. (that guy was a dick.) and i don't consider myself fit, but these guys were tired of running within like 5 minutes and it was hilarious cause they were trying to find a reason to laugh at me (btw the excuse they gave was that kangaroos run with their knees up really high or something which makes no fucking sense, but I don't think they'd ever seen a kangaroo so its ok)
but yeah, sards are really proud of their literacy rates which is really weird considering they are fucking dumb compared to australia. anyway like im sure i mentioned they only read the two genres. and they were like, 'in sard culture we like to read and read a lot' and i was like, 'you fuckers seriously aint smarter than australia' cause wtf I have this huge sense of aussie pride right now like, I;m so proud to call myself aussie, where did that come from? (I miss bacon. I think Imma cook myself a fried egg or 3 soon.) but yeah we engaged in some serious intellectual discourse and then i educated all over the pavement outside and everyone was like, 'dude...' [...meaning they didnt care] and georgia from my class was all 'hey sam, now is the time for water' [...which in the scheme of things doesnt make sense in this context] and i have a feeling she was really sort of dissapointed in me for being so smart. [...like maybe she was jealous or something.] and that would suck because my class has the coolest people in it, and I don't want them to think bad of me cause srs they are so coooollll... hdgioknadgbuhasidf but also apparently other people educated as well so its all good. they kept going on about how a sard tradition is to read a lot until they decided to impart their wisdom, but i just couldn't believe that.
and i was awake all night and got picked up at 6:30 am this morning and around 7:10 when we got home I went to sleep, and woke up at 4:00pm.
but now im kinda worried that i wont get to sleep enough tonight, its already 10 and i need to wake up at like 6 cause i have to walk myself to school tomorrow and I think I forgot the way. hmm. i worry too much.
also being here has made me realise how much I a) use things like and, but, also just to start sentences.
[[there's no b).]]
I prefer macomer to dualche though and I still miss boring old sydney. the charm of my lack of italian is sort of wearing off to the point that it's just frustrating now (for me) and I don't want to be the quiet kid but I'm sorta forced to be. also I wanna speak a bit of sard (even though all they ever say is 'aiu' which means 'come with me'.)
still miss you guys.
smaz out
Saturday, January 28, 2012
smaz's long adventure: part 1 - in my house in sardinia, there's a maid
in my house in sardinia, there's a maid
her name is margarita or mhargarita or margharita or something but anyway she's not full time but she does everything a maid does and she cooked me lunch the other day
also she was there during our skype call the other day ru and joel
also I saw a comedy in italian yesterday at the theatre
it was very good
I forgot it was even in italian after a certain point
so I think my italian is improving much here
tomorrow i go have lunch with a bunch of girls after school (...on saturday) and then i go to a 'festa di leva' or levi idk but it comes from the same root as the word 'levy' in english, ie conscripting soldiers. it's not an italian thing it's a sardinian thing and it started out as a way to celebrate everyone's 18th birthdays before they were shipped off to go to the war but the war ended a long time ago and so they just got all the 'compleete' (com-ple-e-te) or whatever the word is which means 'born in the same year' to have a party for when they turn 18.
I know a little bit of sardinian, (but the spelling is wrong) the word for water is either 'ebba' or 'abba', the word for 'come with me' = 'aiu' [vieni in italian] the word for yes is 'eiya' and the word for axe (as in to cut something down, not axe a question) is 'istrale', and you say it whenever someone sneezes and the connotation is sort of like, "off with your head" but its a bigger thing here and its incredibly offensive. idk
i bought a game on steam called 'the binding of isaac' and the price was in euros.
cafes are small and what the fuck is a bidet i still don't get it.
all my italian friends... or at least classmates, idk if I'd call em friends yet but it's a week in, post a LOT on facebook. my class is 4f and they are pretty much the 'fuckups' of the school (jn the sense that rules don't apply, not like they are retarded or anything), it's really cool. two of the other exchange students in the school [from turkey and hong kong] when i met them were like, "which class are you in?" and I was all, "4F" and they laughed and were like, "that's hilarious". today we had 2 hours of the worst teacher, sra. campus, cause one was away and so we skipped out the first basically hour and a half by going to a cafe or something. it's a real interesting class to put an exhcange student in but aparently it's because they play a lot of music. all the teachers they dont like (theres campus who 'teaches' english and 2 who teach philosophy/history/social sciences) they just don't do shit for and it's hilarious. also campus can't speak english properly and pronounced 'rag' as 'wreck' and 'taught' the class today about "from rags to riches" and all I could think was "from rags to riches niggas I ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me" which isn't actually the line but still I thought it exactly like that. and yeah her english is so slow it's hilarious and theres this one english teacher who's really cool sr. marron or marronne or maronne or something but he taught the class for 4 years prior to this one, and he's the one who chose 4f for me. and he can actually speak english so.
i'll maybe tell you about the actual (awesome~) classmates some other time though.
you know what kinda sucks though... my 'new kid' shininess thing is rubbing off a bit. also I haven't slept well since I got here, I wake up like 3 times in the night from jetlag maybe and my eyes still have bags no matter how much water I drink... is that related? idk.
yall should get skype mofos so we can talk and shit. (im lucky i dont swear in italian yet but i make up for it in english) although it's not always so convenient for me to talk in the lounge room and stuff so maybe we should im. but do it over skype, so there's also the possibility of speak/webcam/whatever.
and with that its 10:30pm and imma go bed cause I NEEED sleep badly. also erryone else in the house is asleep so.. I'll continue this and put like the 'sardegna' tag on it at the bottom so and title it 'smaz's long adventure' so maybe in the future I/you/we can look back and go 'oh, that's how smaz's adventure was, in sardinia.'
smaz out
her name is margarita or mhargarita or margharita or something but anyway she's not full time but she does everything a maid does and she cooked me lunch the other day
also she was there during our skype call the other day ru and joel
also I saw a comedy in italian yesterday at the theatre
it was very good
I forgot it was even in italian after a certain point
so I think my italian is improving much here
tomorrow i go have lunch with a bunch of girls after school (...on saturday) and then i go to a 'festa di leva' or levi idk but it comes from the same root as the word 'levy' in english, ie conscripting soldiers. it's not an italian thing it's a sardinian thing and it started out as a way to celebrate everyone's 18th birthdays before they were shipped off to go to the war but the war ended a long time ago and so they just got all the 'compleete' (com-ple-e-te) or whatever the word is which means 'born in the same year' to have a party for when they turn 18.
I know a little bit of sardinian, (but the spelling is wrong) the word for water is either 'ebba' or 'abba', the word for 'come with me' = 'aiu' [vieni in italian] the word for yes is 'eiya' and the word for axe (as in to cut something down, not axe a question) is 'istrale', and you say it whenever someone sneezes and the connotation is sort of like, "off with your head" but its a bigger thing here and its incredibly offensive. idk
i bought a game on steam called 'the binding of isaac' and the price was in euros.
cafes are small and what the fuck is a bidet i still don't get it.
all my italian friends... or at least classmates, idk if I'd call em friends yet but it's a week in, post a LOT on facebook. my class is 4f and they are pretty much the 'fuckups' of the school (jn the sense that rules don't apply, not like they are retarded or anything), it's really cool. two of the other exchange students in the school [from turkey and hong kong] when i met them were like, "which class are you in?" and I was all, "4F" and they laughed and were like, "that's hilarious". today we had 2 hours of the worst teacher, sra. campus, cause one was away and so we skipped out the first basically hour and a half by going to a cafe or something. it's a real interesting class to put an exhcange student in but aparently it's because they play a lot of music. all the teachers they dont like (theres campus who 'teaches' english and 2 who teach philosophy/history/social sciences) they just don't do shit for and it's hilarious. also campus can't speak english properly and pronounced 'rag' as 'wreck' and 'taught' the class today about "from rags to riches" and all I could think was "from rags to riches niggas I ain't dumb I got 99 problems but a bitch ain't one, hit me" which isn't actually the line but still I thought it exactly like that. and yeah her english is so slow it's hilarious and theres this one english teacher who's really cool sr. marron or marronne or maronne or something but he taught the class for 4 years prior to this one, and he's the one who chose 4f for me. and he can actually speak english so.
i'll maybe tell you about the actual (awesome~) classmates some other time though.
you know what kinda sucks though... my 'new kid' shininess thing is rubbing off a bit. also I haven't slept well since I got here, I wake up like 3 times in the night from jetlag maybe and my eyes still have bags no matter how much water I drink... is that related? idk.
yall should get skype mofos so we can talk and shit. (im lucky i dont swear in italian yet but i make up for it in english) although it's not always so convenient for me to talk in the lounge room and stuff so maybe we should im. but do it over skype, so there's also the possibility of speak/webcam/whatever.
and with that its 10:30pm and imma go bed cause I NEEED sleep badly. also erryone else in the house is asleep so.. I'll continue this and put like the 'sardegna' tag on it at the bottom so and title it 'smaz's long adventure' so maybe in the future I/you/we can look back and go 'oh, that's how smaz's adventure was, in sardinia.'
smaz out
Friday, January 27, 2012
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