The Naughty Table, or Niggas in Paris

Hey,

I just wanted you to know that you're the best thing that could ever have happened to me. You're the reason that when I smile, I smile and I'm not sad after. You know what I mean, right? Like, when you're out with your mates, or when you read a funny thing on the internet, or when you trip yourself on the pavement and smile sheepishly in spite of yourself. I do all these things, and I'm still happy after, because of you.

I will be going out tonight, with my lovely Naughty Table family. Oh, haven't I told you about them? When I say "Naughty Table", I mean my Uni mates that I hang out with from time to time (when we can get time off our hectic schedules; growing up is no joke!). Why that name, you may ask? One of our tutors at uni was so fed up with us that she gave up teaching, apparently, and we all sat at the same table (when we actually went to class). Hence, Naughty Table.

Here are some pictures of us throughout the years:

At the First End of Semester Fiesta

 At Tegan's 19th (I think)

 At Tegan's 21st, two years later (and I look like a kid)

 At Tia's 21st (damn we good looking)

 Enjoying Pizza at the ABC, a Naughty Table fav

At Jayden's 21st

During the Naughty Table Good Friday outing

I'll show you more photos of us one day, if you'd like. They're an important part of my life, and I'm so blessed with good friends who have my back like they do. It's usual for most people to hang out at uni and go through the motions, not making any meaningful friends, since uni classes can be quite large (COUGH MELB COMMERCE STUDENTS COUGH), so I'm grateful that I took something like Creative Writing, and eventhough we're not graduating in the same year, I'm loved so much so that these lovely people still call me family. Tia, Tegan, Abra, Jayden, Georgia, Adina and Lee, this one's for you.

Oh, you're asking me why I'm not graduating with them?

That's a story for another day. I have one hour to prepare for a big night out with me naughty familia, and am contemplating whether or not to dye my hair red. I hope that you have a liking for unnaturally red hair, as I do, but I will love you regardless.

Love,

Nigel 

Time to Take Writing Seriously, or One Smile

I'm 21 now. It's been a while, and I'm 21 now. So much has changed since I've written something, anything, that is of consequence/has meaning/ has effort or part of my soul in it. You can type Facebook statuses, you can update your twitter, but when you write, when you really write; therein lies the overflow of your heart.

Hi. I'm Nigel, and I'm coming back on to the bloggosphere (is that a word? It is now). This is partially to:

A) (Hopefully) create an online portfolio for my writings
B) Have an outlet for my creative musings that have words in them
C) Force me to actually do some writing
D) Collect my experiences for when I feel nostalgic for when times past

So now what? What has changed since we've last met? So much. Much too much. And change sucks, and sometimes we need change, but it sucks. Out of the frying pan and in to the fire.

All you need is one smile

We will give you all night.

A Very Dangerous Story, or Turbulence

Assignment: 2000 words, choose from a mix of fiction, non-fiction and poetry (choose 2 only).

I just embarked on a story that means a lot to me. I didn't know what it meant to discover yourself through writing, that it builds you. I think I know realize what they meant when they said that.

Today was the last day of Semester one. Went out for dinner and drinks with some of the Philosophy people. They're all a really nice bunch, and I honestly am going to miss the times in that room in Building 9, Level 3, on Thursdays at 4.30pm-6.30pm. Good times.

Time really flies. I've only known these people for a relatively short amount of time, so I cannot for certain say that they are genuine (the uncertainty principle). But how are we to know things for certain? We cannot, and therefore we trust ourselves to trust others. What to do?

And this  half-year comes to an end, although there are still many assignments to get over and done with. Still working on the assignment that I first mentioned. And here I am procrastinating. At least I'm writing something!

I Need Tickets Now, or Life in Technicolor II

It's 4.26am. Freezing cold Melbourne weather. The heater's on (and I don't usually turn the heater on unless it's really cold, because I have to pay for the electricity bill, and the more electricity I use, the more I pay), so it must be pretty darn cold. That doesn't make for a very comfortable experience, and as much as I said that I would love the cold weather, I'm getting pretty tired and annoyed of it.

My Uni mates got Coldplay tickets today. I want them. Very badly. I still remember my sister, Kim, telling me that they were the number one band/artist/group that she would pay money to go and see, which is unusual, but excellent (I am proud of my sister) (who has gone to Super Junior as well, so yeah), as her taste in music is pretty darn good. Am gonna wake up Friday morning bright and early (if I'm not finishing up assignments) to buy them.

Week 12 already, 1st Semester of Uni is coming to an end. I feel as though I have not made any progress in my writing. That's not a good thing, see, so I'd better do something about that. The second half of this year I promise to:

Read More
Write More
Get a Freaking Job
Stop Buying Things from eBay
Take More Photographs
Play Some Music (Bring Bass Over?)
Stop Sleeping Late
Stop Lying To Self About Sleeping Late

That's to come, though.

OUT OF NOWHERE, or Sorry For Party Rocking

I did the most spontaneous thing I've ever done in my life less than 24 hours ago.

I was thinking to myself, "Hmm, I wonder when's the next Airasia sale." So I googled it.

How very serendipitous that it should be on!

So, to cut an extremely long story short, I'm going to the Philippines in February 2013!

WHAT AN AWESOME, FREAKISHLY RANDOM THING TO DO! WHOOOOOOOOO

When I checked the fares, it was RM122 incl. tax, but I was too late so it bumped up to RM187 or something like that. What to do? Just go!

Going with a few mates of mine, trying to gather more, man this trip's gonna be sick!

My only regret is that I booked the accommodation a little to hurriedly. Now I can't change. What to do.


CLARK, BABY!

I'll Write, or What You Know

I guess I really should write in you, shouldn't I? Yes, yes I should. As someone who's taking a Creative Writing degree, I should write a whole lot more than I actually do. My life has become lazy and pathetic, and I stay in front of the computer, inspiration-less and pointless. I am wasting my own time here, but now, I feel like this is a good idea: To keep writing.

Welcome back to Propositum: An undertaking of the Right Mind.

TCSJ, or Like a G6

So for those of you who aren't in the know, I'm conducting my life in KL right now. That's right, conducting. I see this year as a big buildup for the grand finale at the end. This year is practically the most important year of my life, and so it should be!

College life is no easy matter. It's great, and it's fun, but it's a whole lot of work too, especially if you're taking South Australian Matriculation (SAM). SAM is a one-year (10 months, really) course that consists of 70% internal assessment (presentations, folios, class tests) and only 30% external (end of year assessment). So it's impossible to slack off, unless you want to repeat your SAM year (which I believe two of my classmates are doing; taking SAM lightheartedly is no wise choice), and I DO NOT want to do that. I want to get to RMIT, get me my paper certification that I can write oodles and doodles and off to work and start a family for me, independent of my parents. Because I don't want to burden them. Also because I don't like relying on them, because decisions have to be made taking them in to account as well.

College is awesome. I have met SO many new friends, and they're all great. Most of them. All of them, fine. All of them are great. If I had my wedding today (and this is a question I ask myself from time to time), I'd definitely be inviting some of my college mates, and possibly even in the future I will too.

Lectures are great too, because lecturers are so friendly, and it's easy to talk to them casually and it makes it very interesting to learn. I say this not because I'm what you may call a nerd, but because it helps a whole lot in scoring well when you actually enjoy the subject because of the teacher.

Taylor's is great. I have no idea why you'd go to somewhere to IS if you could afford TCSJ. It's not like it's a popularity contest here. We actually learn stuff.