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The Random Musings of an Attention-Seeking Author: 30-06-12

Live! LLLIIIIIIVVVVEEE!!!!!

Just thought I would revive an oldie of mine, where I would chat inanely about my week, and at the same time, write down any random thought of mine that popped into my head. POP!

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Why Brothers Bother, Haircuts Take Time, and Cameras Hurt

Well, another day has went by, and my exciting life just seems to go on. Despite the lack of anything actually news-worthy (like the healthcare bill – who cares?), there are a few interesting happenings that have…..err….happened. So, let’s see……

I woke up raring to go – I had to be at Hillsong Brisbane by 10.30, as I’m in the Production Team (I know, cool, right?). So, as previously arranged, I would catch a lift with my brother. Sounds nice? Not really. I was ready to go by 9.50 ( Yes, yes, eager beaver) – But my brother wasn’t. And he was determined to make me wait.

Sluggishly, he took his shower, got dressed, and so on. Then, he made breakfast. Nope, it wasn’t his usual choice (yogurt….or nothing…), but he decided to make a grilled cheese sandwich. And while it simmered and grilled, he drank some juice, just taking in the beauty of the kitchen. While he cooked and ate, I was trying to get him to go, or I would be late. But being the older (and stronger) brother, he took his time and enjoyed the cheese. “We’ll be there on time!” he said, munching on wholemeal.

Was making a grilled cheese sandwich really worth jeopardising my punctuality? Though, that sandwich DOES look good…..

There is one thing about my brother, he’s always right. No matter what the scenario, he always turns out right. Ever since he successfully predicted the way the ball would go from the penalty spot in Xbox Soccer (for the record, he has about 189 straight victories against me), and then predict that Australia would beat Uruguay in the 2006 Wold Cup Qualifier (I lost $4 in a bet because of that), my brother has continued to remain correct in all respects. And when we arrived at Hillsong at 10.30 exactly, he turned out right again. Annoying.

Moving on, I walked into the video team office, only to discover that I was on Camera 3 today. Now, Camera 3 was a roving camera; one that was situated on stage and had to be carried around for shots. When I heard the news, I nearly had a heart attack, for 2 reasons:

  1. I had never done Camera 3 before, and I had no idea what to do.
  2. Did I mention that I had never done Camera 3 before, and had no idea what to do?

Camera 3 required a lot of creativity in shot taking, invisibility in roving, and toughness in carrying the heavy camera around on your shoulder. Now, while I can be inconspicuous, the fact that I was on stage didn’t really help. Neither did my white sneakers – they would show up like a signal flare. Creativity is also another big zero for me, as anyone should know just my reading my blog. And as for toughness, forget it. I could barely carry the weight of my emotions, let alone a camera.

But surprisingly, it didn’t turn out too badly. I was able to pretend that I had some talent and take “oh-so-cool” shots of the keyboard, the electric guitar, and the choir. Keyboard, Guitar, Choir. Whoever said creativity was needed had to be joking – no one noticed that I barely moved from my spot, and got the same three shots over and over again.

Though my shoulder still hurts now. Ouch.

So THAT’S why South Sydney Rabbitohs’ Craig Wing’s shoulder hurt – he carried around a camera all day!

After THAT, I went for a common torture usually devised for little kids – the haircut. Yes, I went willingly to lop off my locks and fringe. While I personally didn’t think that my hair was long, my mum insisted otherwise. I think it was the fact that I started wearing animal skins and carrying a spear decided it for her.

Yep, that’s me. Cool, huh?

Haircuts are like doctor’s appointments. You have to wait for ages in a designated area with weird people and screaming children, and then you have a horrific experience that makes you swear never to go back. In fact, it’s almost exactly the same. Except for the lollipop at the end.

My haircut was slightly different. I had it in Sunnybank, an area where there is a lot of Chinese-speaking people. Thus, the hairdresser was Chinese. Unfortunately, my command of Chinese is about as good as that of my friend’s command of grammar and spelling when on MSN – almost non-existent. Ever tried to ask for a haircut and its style, and then do small talk, in broken Chinese? One word: Awkward.

That was where my brother came in. While his Chinese is only slightly better than mine, his Chinese IS still better than mine. And, he knows fashion. That guy can wake up ready for a fashion shoot. So, I let him tell the hairdresser how short to cut it. And boy, it was short. I was almost afraid people would need a magnifying glass to see it. But after applying hair gel and spray, it looked good.

So, what have we learned today?

  1. My brother is always right. Always. It’s really annoying, I know. But sometimes, the combination of three years more experience, intelligence, and “oh-so-suave” style can actually be quite helpful, and it can bring a fresh outlook on the world. Though when he says that he has a bridge to sell me in Sydney……
  2. Doing Roving Cameras on stage is very, very difficult. I have much more respect to those who did it at Toowoomba’s Australian Gospel Music Festival (AGMF; now Easterfest). And little cable-pullers that run away – watch out for them!
  3. Haircuts are awkward, especially if you can’t speak Chinese. The forced laughs, the confused looks…..man, I don’t want to go through that experience again. At least, until my hair grows out again. Hopefully, that won’t be for a long time.

So, all in all, not a bad Sunday. I might go for a grilled cheese sandwich now…..though, as my shoulder hurts so much, I might grill the camera instead…..

How did you spend YOUR day? Leave a comment and tell us about it!

Why Soccer has Great Benefits…and Unimaginable Consequences

The great game of soccer has been around for a long, long time, ever since some ancient cavemen decided to kick round objects and call it a sport. Eleven against eleven in a fight to put the ball in the net, plus two officials running the sides of the pitch and one blind referee in the middle, tends to make good entertainment. I mean, where else can you find pictures like these:

Yes, soccer, the primal sport of kings. But what makes it so great to watch?

  • The sheer talent and skill of the players is dazzling. I mean, who doesn’t want to see the fancy footwork of a Cristiano Ronaldo or a Kaka? But then again, other sports have their own people who perform well….except for rugby. No one who willingly chooses to smash into other people can be considered talented.
  • People around the world know it and love it. Just talk about (or mime, if you don’t speak the language) soccer anywhere, and you’ll instantly find people who love it. Except in England, who call it “football” and they’ll hit you for being American.
  • It gives you an excuse to stay up late. Well, so does WoW, but just work with me here.
  • It’s not rugby, the sport of idiots.

So, let’s recap:

  1. Talented players in soccer makes it entertaining. But, so does watching people get hurt.
  2. People recognise it around the world. They also recognise flirting.
  3. Excuse to stay up late, and…
  4. …It’s not rugby.

But there are some drawbacks to this “fantastic” sport, such as…..

  1. It’s not as interesting as that crime novel or the latest episode of FRINGE…though how Rafa Benitez (Manager of Liverpool) fails to get fired is just as big a mystery…
  2. Since it’s known worldwide, people automatically expect you to play it. So, if you’re as unfit as me, you’ll end up making a fool of yourself.
  3. If you get injured, it hurts like hell. Trust me, I know.

But at least it’s not rugby.

Do you agree/disagree with this assessment? Leave a comment and let us know YOUR views!

The Random Musings of an Attention-Seeking Author – 01/03/2010

Well, it’s raining again….the dark, dreary downpour that never seems to let up, eh? Nothing really much TO do today….so this, I write.

  1. I’m currently penning a story about a guy from my school – it’s part of a project I took on to pass the time. I challenged myself to write a one-page story for every single person in my Grade….and after the better part of a year, I have about 9 left to do. Which says less about the hugeness of the task and more about my short attention span.
  2. Watched the Manchester United vs. Aston Villa football match – the Carling Cup Final. MU fought on to a well-deserved 2-1 victory….and I screamed in joy like a little girl.
  3. Preparation for my first year of Uni (Law at UQ)….and I’m feeling a little nervous. Any tips, guys?

Hopefully something new happens later. Check back here for further updates!

Do YOU have any tips for a new student at UQ? Leave a comment and tell us about it!