15 Feb 2009 marked one year since I moved to the Sunshine Coast, and in that time, a lot of things have happened, good things, bad things, strange things, funny things......
Azheel, my housemate since May 2008, moved back to the Maldives on 12 February; got a new housemate now, Luk, who's also another security guard (used to go to uni with his mum); my house back in Brunei got flooded numerous times in January while I was back home; I met a girl that I though I could and would love till the end, and to an extent, I still pine for her when it's dark and lonely at night; I tried to move on with someone else that I knew, and with some help from another female friend, sent a unresponded-to-as-yet message, detailing how I felt (that didn't work out, from the looks of things, but being optimistic "no news is good news"); was privilaged to have been able to take part in World Youth Day in Sydney last year, meeting fellow St Johnnies from all over the world, and still keeping in contact with them; caught up with numerous old friends too from Bintulu, Singapore and Brunei, plus of course Bathurst (got to love Facebook); managed to be part of the group that assisted the Australian Federal Police protect the Prime Minister Kevin Rudd when he visited Nambour in July 2008; spent a night in Caboolture Hospital following a bar fight in Narangba; met with the member of the Hoodoo Gurus and GANGgajang through work, plus British India, Chin, and numerous other bands...and so many other things, but I cannot remember them at this time...
Looking back like that, I've been privilaged in being able to have been exposed to so many different opportunities and experiences...regrets, I've had a few, memories, a lot more...
Today also marks the first day of uni again, and having to buy $610 worth of textbooks...which I'm not looking forward to doing in the next week...:(
I've also found out that my unit has been sold, so I have to move out in April...which is a shame, I've finally been able to organise the place just the way I want to...but hey, such is life, move on and with, or be stagnant and die...kinda like what I used to do...it's just going to be messy, again...
I better finish up here, and give a sort of indication that I'll try to keep updating this blog again when I can, and not leave it for a year or two like I did last time...
Hope this finds you well.......
Be safe.
N
Who Is The Black Chinaman?
- Nick
- Kuala Belait, Brunei
- Saving someone's life is like falling in love. The best drug in the world. For days, sometimes weeks afterwards, you walk the streets, making infinite whatever you see. Once, for a few weeks, I couldn't feel the earth - everything I touched became lighter. Horns played in my shoes. Flowers fell from my pockets. You wonder if you've become immortal, as if you've saved your own life as well. God has passed through you. Why deny it, that for a moment there - why deny that for a moment there, God was you? I realised that my training was useful in less than ten percent of the calls, and saving lives was rarer than that. After a while, I grew to understand that my role was less about saving lives than about bearing witness. I was a grief mop. It was enough that I simply turned up. Living and working back in Brunei, after a 14 year absence... Also known as: Brunei, NASA, Bruise-Eye, Bru, Cheesecake, Nick, BruNick, BruMedNick, Two Step etc etc etc
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Monday, 23 February 2009
Wednesday, 26 November 2008
The Ants Are Dying One By One, Hoora, Hoora...
Ants, ants, freaking ants...
They're getting a little bit on my nerves...considering that on Sunday those little bastards took an apple pie away from me...it was before its time...I was going to have it for afternoon tea, but no, the ants had to come in and cover it with themselves...bastards...they've been everywhere...in the bathroom attacking the Listertine bottle, all over the table, my bedside table too and all those nice ME areas...sucks...
Apart from that, found out this week that I'm no longer at Eagle Farm, which is really annoying...that's a $250 shift gone...I'm still trying to find out why, so we'll see what happens from there...
If you're interested in buying a very interesting book, please click the link below...yes, it does cost AUD$70, that is the price, but it's for an out of print first edition that's been signed by the author personally...why not?
Click Here
Watched two movies recently, Rocknroller and Death Race...both I enjoyed tremendously, and am willing to watch them again the moment they come out on DVD...and copy the bastards to my HDD...:)
Was at a bucks party last week....25 hours of drinking, a lot of titties, a lot of alcohol, and a lot of fun...I might post come pictures up sometime, but we'll see first...:D
And yea, not much else has been happening; organised my flights home for Christmas to see my family, uni exams are over, and I think I'm going to fail at least one subject, my hours have been cut back severely, which sucks in itself, and yea...life continues on like usual...
And it's on that note that I might dash off...yea yea, I know I haven't been updating like I normally do...but I'll get back into it sooner rather than later...:)
Till then, be safe..
N
They're getting a little bit on my nerves...considering that on Sunday those little bastards took an apple pie away from me...it was before its time...I was going to have it for afternoon tea, but no, the ants had to come in and cover it with themselves...bastards...they've been everywhere...in the bathroom attacking the Listertine bottle, all over the table, my bedside table too and all those nice ME areas...sucks...
Apart from that, found out this week that I'm no longer at Eagle Farm, which is really annoying...that's a $250 shift gone...I'm still trying to find out why, so we'll see what happens from there...
If you're interested in buying a very interesting book, please click the link below...yes, it does cost AUD$70, that is the price, but it's for an out of print first edition that's been signed by the author personally...why not?
Click Here
Watched two movies recently, Rocknroller and Death Race...both I enjoyed tremendously, and am willing to watch them again the moment they come out on DVD...and copy the bastards to my HDD...:)
Was at a bucks party last week....25 hours of drinking, a lot of titties, a lot of alcohol, and a lot of fun...I might post come pictures up sometime, but we'll see first...:D
And yea, not much else has been happening; organised my flights home for Christmas to see my family, uni exams are over, and I think I'm going to fail at least one subject, my hours have been cut back severely, which sucks in itself, and yea...life continues on like usual...
And it's on that note that I might dash off...yea yea, I know I haven't been updating like I normally do...but I'll get back into it sooner rather than later...:)
Till then, be safe..
N
Wednesday, 29 October 2008
Bruises, Pain and Cheesecake...
Well, it's been a while since I last updated, so I'm going to put a token one in here now, and hopefully get a more in depth one over the next few days...
Firstly, new super at Redcliffe is turning out to be a good person, still getting to know the crew, but all's good so far...issues there too, but we're not going to bother for now....
Currently doing my Cash-In-Transit certification at TAFE, so waking up every morning bright and early...not something I really enjoy doing...but then again, when can you play around with batons, hand guns and handcuffs on a daily basis at school? Got a decent bruise on the back of my left knee at the moment too, and a broken training baton at the TAFE; guy went a bit skitz, and took a bigger swing then he really needed to...anyhow, that's over and done with, apologies done, and all good...
Made 10 cheesecakes too in same class...had an hour to make them, so they were doing the paperwork for the weapons, and I was making cheesecakes...five each of mid fruit and strawberry...did a change to the recipe too, using olive oil and sugar in the base as opposed to butter...took a bit longer to come together, but tasted alright in the end...might have to start using that in the future too, just to get to know it well...
Got to mention Shay not leaving for the Kimberley's too...see, told you you might get a mention...:p
Apart from that, not much else is happening; have to pay money for a taxi that I broke earlier in the month, well, dinted...end of semester is this Friday, Study Week next week, then exams...so got to do all my essays owing in the next few days...and prepare for two exams that I never went to class for, either because of work, or because I've been slaughtered after work...I'm already taking naps in the breaks to catch up on lost sleep...and buggered if I'm going to shoot my foot off in class...
Right, sleep.
Be safe.
N
Firstly, new super at Redcliffe is turning out to be a good person, still getting to know the crew, but all's good so far...issues there too, but we're not going to bother for now....
Currently doing my Cash-In-Transit certification at TAFE, so waking up every morning bright and early...not something I really enjoy doing...but then again, when can you play around with batons, hand guns and handcuffs on a daily basis at school? Got a decent bruise on the back of my left knee at the moment too, and a broken training baton at the TAFE; guy went a bit skitz, and took a bigger swing then he really needed to...anyhow, that's over and done with, apologies done, and all good...
Made 10 cheesecakes too in same class...had an hour to make them, so they were doing the paperwork for the weapons, and I was making cheesecakes...five each of mid fruit and strawberry...did a change to the recipe too, using olive oil and sugar in the base as opposed to butter...took a bit longer to come together, but tasted alright in the end...might have to start using that in the future too, just to get to know it well...
Got to mention Shay not leaving for the Kimberley's too...see, told you you might get a mention...:p
Apart from that, not much else is happening; have to pay money for a taxi that I broke earlier in the month, well, dinted...end of semester is this Friday, Study Week next week, then exams...so got to do all my essays owing in the next few days...and prepare for two exams that I never went to class for, either because of work, or because I've been slaughtered after work...I'm already taking naps in the breaks to catch up on lost sleep...and buggered if I'm going to shoot my foot off in class...
Right, sleep.
Be safe.
N
Wednesday, 17 September 2008
Tainted Love
Sometimes I feel I've got to, run away, I've got to, get away...
I think I saw the x today...was seriously thinking about how the past few days have been, and there was this chick in front of me...if it was her, she's looking good....first time I've seen her in a few months, but hey, considering we have the same days at uni, it was bound to happen sooner than later...
Work so far this week has been interesting...going to be another full week again...with a call up Tuesday night 40 mins before the shift started...there was a wake for a 24 year old who died, and it was my first job solo...I think I did pretty alright, no major hassles, and yea...that was that...
Had an incident in Redcliffe on Friday night at close...more or less what happened was two drunk idiots were on bikes riding around the carpark, and started hassling people in the taxi line, so told them to bugger off...about 15 mins later, this lady comes walking back really quickly saying her partner is being assaulted up the street, and came for help...so, Todd, Col, Nathan, Damien and myself rushed up to the site...and saw one of the idiots run away wearing only his red undies...there was the guy that they kicked in the face; he was messed up: blood cascading down his face, both cheeks and eyes swollen, and he had the other guy locked up in a headlock saying "this is one of the bastards that kicked me in the head"...needless to say, the guy was looking pretty blue by the time we took control of him...anyhow, once we tried to figure out what the hell was going on, young son wannabe superman decides to come back to the scene...out comes the flash light, and the old parade ground voice, and boom: he's got his hands up, drops to his knees and interlaces his fingers behind his head (I think he's done this before)...Todd and I were just shouting at him to get on the ground and not move...Todd sat on him, and this guy, in only his red undies, starts to call Todd a faggot...now, Todd replies back, "Mate, you're in your undies on the side of the road with a 100kg bald guy sitting on your back...who's gay now?" The guy was not happy, but who gives a rats...cops finally came, took control of the two idiots, got the guy who got assaulted to hospital, and left the shorts of red undies kid on the side of the road...the description in my notepad was a classic: "[M3], skinny, red undies."
Hehehe...
Apart from that, work's been pretty constant, so that's a good thing I guess...if only uni was as easy as work, things would be so much better...
It was bloody hot too on Tues...28C...16 days into Spring...it's going to be a bloody hot summer I think...also looked at the temperature in Bathurst at the same time...10C...damn it...
N
I think I saw the x today...was seriously thinking about how the past few days have been, and there was this chick in front of me...if it was her, she's looking good....first time I've seen her in a few months, but hey, considering we have the same days at uni, it was bound to happen sooner than later...
Work so far this week has been interesting...going to be another full week again...with a call up Tuesday night 40 mins before the shift started...there was a wake for a 24 year old who died, and it was my first job solo...I think I did pretty alright, no major hassles, and yea...that was that...
Had an incident in Redcliffe on Friday night at close...more or less what happened was two drunk idiots were on bikes riding around the carpark, and started hassling people in the taxi line, so told them to bugger off...about 15 mins later, this lady comes walking back really quickly saying her partner is being assaulted up the street, and came for help...so, Todd, Col, Nathan, Damien and myself rushed up to the site...and saw one of the idiots run away wearing only his red undies...there was the guy that they kicked in the face; he was messed up: blood cascading down his face, both cheeks and eyes swollen, and he had the other guy locked up in a headlock saying "this is one of the bastards that kicked me in the head"...needless to say, the guy was looking pretty blue by the time we took control of him...anyhow, once we tried to figure out what the hell was going on, young son wannabe superman decides to come back to the scene...out comes the flash light, and the old parade ground voice, and boom: he's got his hands up, drops to his knees and interlaces his fingers behind his head (I think he's done this before)...Todd and I were just shouting at him to get on the ground and not move...Todd sat on him, and this guy, in only his red undies, starts to call Todd a faggot...now, Todd replies back, "Mate, you're in your undies on the side of the road with a 100kg bald guy sitting on your back...who's gay now?" The guy was not happy, but who gives a rats...cops finally came, took control of the two idiots, got the guy who got assaulted to hospital, and left the shorts of red undies kid on the side of the road...the description in my notepad was a classic: "[M3], skinny, red undies."
Hehehe...
Apart from that, work's been pretty constant, so that's a good thing I guess...if only uni was as easy as work, things would be so much better...
It was bloody hot too on Tues...28C...16 days into Spring...it's going to be a bloody hot summer I think...also looked at the temperature in Bathurst at the same time...10C...damn it...
N
Sunday, 24 August 2008
I'm In Love Again...
With my Surefire 6P flashlight...the damned piece of metal saved my life last night...more on that later...
The past week has been an experience, that's for sure...with somethings ticked off the list of things to do before you die, to me being scared shitless again thinking I was about to bloody die...and spending a night in Caboolture Hospital under observation...which, in itself, is something I really do not want to relive either...
During the week, nothing much happened apart from uni...assignments coming up, quizzes, tests etc...
But Friday...man....did Friday start shit...
In the last two days I feel like I've aged considerably, muscles I haven't exercised in years are screaming out in protest, I've got bruises on both arms, my back, chest, ribs, legs and definitely on my head, mostly on my left side near my ear...but also some on the front and back and neck area...
(And once the shit is sorted out, I might even be able to upload some CCTV footage...pending release of course...but man, there's some shit going on in them...)
The takedowns were cool...as was being able to drag a bastard that was 7 foot tall, large and pissed off out the door...but spending the night in hospital, not so cool...as was the concept of being at the bottom of a 12 man dog pile...
So, lets start from the top:
Friday night, at around 2214...a little shithead that was squaring off with me from last week was back in the pub...and he was quite literally a little shithead...he was little, and a shithead...anyhoo, he started pissing off the regulars and some other people, and they were like, please get rid of him before we string him up (the pub is that sort of place), so Max took him outside, and they were in the DOSA having a little chat...then he started to play touchy feely with Max and me....then lunged into me, so I just tackled him straight into a glass door (didn't break luckly), and slammed him into the walls....since I was too close to him, couldn't hit him, but Max managed to get him into a lock....but didn't get both his arms secured, so young son got him a good one between the eyes...that was just funny on the security footage...hehe...Max learned a lesson, I just had puny lumps on the side of my head....nothing much....but a life ban for the little shit...
Within THREE MINUTES of that happening OUTSIDE, there was a major incident INSIDE...some no-ball coward from the UK stuck a female patron with a closed fist to her L ear, causing quite substantial damage and bleeding for her....as you can imagine, all the guys around who saw what happened wanted a piece of the guy, so it was a situation of trying to stop the guys head being smashed in, and everyone else trying to fight each other too...on the security footage he's running out the door, and just piss bolting away into the distance, as you can imagine, he wasn't found.....I think he was running all the way home...cops finally arrived for that one (I forgot to say too, there was the local cop inside with a bunch of other cops celebrating his Bucks Party)...and we kept trying to explain to them that it was two seperate incidents, not the same one as they kept saying it was...annoying at best...
Luckily enough, the last incident did not occur until 0030...where man mountain, seven foot odd, wide as a brick shit house, tried to kill someone else, so, took the two guards and his brother to get him out the door...
Bugger this...read the following report:
Report into incident at XXXX, XXXX, XXXX at 2240 on Saturday, 23 August 2008. Page 1 of 2
(As informed to XXXX by XXXX, XXXX, and CCTV footage.)
At approximately 2240 on Saturday, 23 August 2008, XXXX (233) requested assistance from XXXX (240) to effect removal of [M1], older person, approx 40 years old, blonde hair and goatee, khaki t-shirt, blue jeans from the pool tables in the XXXX Sports Bar. [M2] blue “FOX” t-shirt with ‘fox head’ design, blue jeans was standing around, as was [M3], khaki t-shirt with white long sleeve under shirt pushed to the elbows, blue jeans. M1 was requested to leave the XXXX for being intoxicated and drinking alcohol after being requested to stop by bar staff. DM XXXX was around the pool tables area, as was off duty manager XXXX.
M1 was effectively leaving the Sports Bar, but something was said to M1 by someone else, and after that there was a major altercation. 240 was in front to effect a clean exit path, and 233 was behind to ensure that M1 left. M1 started fighting with someone else, and 240 came from the front to attempt to break them up. 233 was behind attempting to do that same. 240 was tackled by M1 and someone else into the tables in the Sports bar, and 240 landed at the bottom of the pile. 240 had attempt to effect removal using a Surefire 6P Original flashlight approximately 13cm in length by temporarily blinding M1, and had it in his Right hand at the time 240 was tackled.
After getting hit behind the ear numerous times, 240 swung once with his Right hand, connecting with his fist and torch just over the Right eye of M1, drawing blood. During this time, M1 was screaming “I’m going to fucking kill you, you little cunt…” and after being hit by 240, M1 attempted to back away, saying, “I’m sorry sir, I won’t hit you again, I’m sorry, I’m going away now…” M1 kept repeating this.
During this time, 233 was attempting to get to 240, but kept getting hit in the back of his head by M2. M3 was on top of M1, who was at that stage attempting to remove himself from 240 on the ground.
233 grabbed 240, and affected a tactical withdrawal to decide what the next course of action to take. During this time, M1, M2, M3 and various other [M] and [F] were fighting between themselves. DM XXXX and XXXX were around too. The situation was too volatile at the time to affect any response.
M1 was eventually removed by [M] to the Sports Bar DOSA. 240 was at the door, and M2 came and said, “I’m going to go home and get my gun and come back and kill some people.” 240 told him to jest leave, at which stage M1 and their party came rushing towards the door.
240 was informed later that there was a second fight occurring between 2x [F], no descriptions, at this time.
M1 was finally ejected through the doors, and a full lockdown was immediately organised. Police arrived soon after (no times are available)
240 attended Caboolture Hospital at approximately 0200 on Sunday, 24 August 2008 for headaches, nausea and vomiting, bruising behind his Left ear, a cut approximately 1.5cm on this Right 5th finger above the knuckle and pain and tenderness over his Left thumb knuckle area.
Blood tests and an x-ray are organised for Tuesday, 26 August 2008 by Dr XXXX, XXXX, for Q-Comp. XXXX Security informed.
Incident recorded on CCTV video “2240 23082008 Sports Bar Exit & Pool Tables”
The above information is true and accurate to the best of my knowledge.
Dated this 26th day of August, 2008
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(Added 28 Aug 08 0236)
I'm also finally getting rid of stuff from the ex...decided to attempt to sell it off online...might bring joy to someone else somewhere...
Got my first house inspection in the morning too...first one in three years...so it should be quite interesting...hehe...
Now, on Sunday night, I was supposed to be working at the Sands Tavern to cover a concert...found out that night that it was the Hoodoo Gurus playing live...:D
Since I was taken off the roster (for obvious reasons) at about the time I was trying to post the original post (this has been sitting on my computer since then), the boss said that if I was interested, I could go in as a civvie and just watch the show...why not...:D Managed to get an autographed CD and poster for my troubles...:D :D :D :D :D
I'm going to go fold some clothes now...Spring Cleaning time soon anyway, so just starting a few days early...
Be safe.
N
The past week has been an experience, that's for sure...with somethings ticked off the list of things to do before you die, to me being scared shitless again thinking I was about to bloody die...and spending a night in Caboolture Hospital under observation...which, in itself, is something I really do not want to relive either...
During the week, nothing much happened apart from uni...assignments coming up, quizzes, tests etc...
But Friday...man....did Friday start shit...
In the last two days I feel like I've aged considerably, muscles I haven't exercised in years are screaming out in protest, I've got bruises on both arms, my back, chest, ribs, legs and definitely on my head, mostly on my left side near my ear...but also some on the front and back and neck area...
(And once the shit is sorted out, I might even be able to upload some CCTV footage...pending release of course...but man, there's some shit going on in them...)
The takedowns were cool...as was being able to drag a bastard that was 7 foot tall, large and pissed off out the door...but spending the night in hospital, not so cool...as was the concept of being at the bottom of a 12 man dog pile...
So, lets start from the top:
Friday night, at around 2214...a little shithead that was squaring off with me from last week was back in the pub...and he was quite literally a little shithead...he was little, and a shithead...anyhoo, he started pissing off the regulars and some other people, and they were like, please get rid of him before we string him up (the pub is that sort of place), so Max took him outside, and they were in the DOSA having a little chat...then he started to play touchy feely with Max and me....then lunged into me, so I just tackled him straight into a glass door (didn't break luckly), and slammed him into the walls....since I was too close to him, couldn't hit him, but Max managed to get him into a lock....but didn't get both his arms secured, so young son got him a good one between the eyes...that was just funny on the security footage...hehe...Max learned a lesson, I just had puny lumps on the side of my head....nothing much....but a life ban for the little shit...
Within THREE MINUTES of that happening OUTSIDE, there was a major incident INSIDE...some no-ball coward from the UK stuck a female patron with a closed fist to her L ear, causing quite substantial damage and bleeding for her....as you can imagine, all the guys around who saw what happened wanted a piece of the guy, so it was a situation of trying to stop the guys head being smashed in, and everyone else trying to fight each other too...on the security footage he's running out the door, and just piss bolting away into the distance, as you can imagine, he wasn't found.....I think he was running all the way home...cops finally arrived for that one (I forgot to say too, there was the local cop inside with a bunch of other cops celebrating his Bucks Party)...and we kept trying to explain to them that it was two seperate incidents, not the same one as they kept saying it was...annoying at best...
Luckily enough, the last incident did not occur until 0030...where man mountain, seven foot odd, wide as a brick shit house, tried to kill someone else, so, took the two guards and his brother to get him out the door...
Bugger this...read the following report:
Report into incident at XXXX, XXXX, XXXX at 2240 on Saturday, 23 August 2008. Page 1 of 2
(As informed to XXXX by XXXX, XXXX, and CCTV footage.)
At approximately 2240 on Saturday, 23 August 2008, XXXX (233) requested assistance from XXXX (240) to effect removal of [M1], older person, approx 40 years old, blonde hair and goatee, khaki t-shirt, blue jeans from the pool tables in the XXXX Sports Bar. [M2] blue “FOX” t-shirt with ‘fox head’ design, blue jeans was standing around, as was [M3], khaki t-shirt with white long sleeve under shirt pushed to the elbows, blue jeans. M1 was requested to leave the XXXX for being intoxicated and drinking alcohol after being requested to stop by bar staff. DM XXXX was around the pool tables area, as was off duty manager XXXX.
M1 was effectively leaving the Sports Bar, but something was said to M1 by someone else, and after that there was a major altercation. 240 was in front to effect a clean exit path, and 233 was behind to ensure that M1 left. M1 started fighting with someone else, and 240 came from the front to attempt to break them up. 233 was behind attempting to do that same. 240 was tackled by M1 and someone else into the tables in the Sports bar, and 240 landed at the bottom of the pile. 240 had attempt to effect removal using a Surefire 6P Original flashlight approximately 13cm in length by temporarily blinding M1, and had it in his Right hand at the time 240 was tackled.
After getting hit behind the ear numerous times, 240 swung once with his Right hand, connecting with his fist and torch just over the Right eye of M1, drawing blood. During this time, M1 was screaming “I’m going to fucking kill you, you little cunt…” and after being hit by 240, M1 attempted to back away, saying, “I’m sorry sir, I won’t hit you again, I’m sorry, I’m going away now…” M1 kept repeating this.
During this time, 233 was attempting to get to 240, but kept getting hit in the back of his head by M2. M3 was on top of M1, who was at that stage attempting to remove himself from 240 on the ground.
233 grabbed 240, and affected a tactical withdrawal to decide what the next course of action to take. During this time, M1, M2, M3 and various other [M] and [F] were fighting between themselves. DM XXXX and XXXX were around too. The situation was too volatile at the time to affect any response.
M1 was eventually removed by [M] to the Sports Bar DOSA. 240 was at the door, and M2 came and said, “I’m going to go home and get my gun and come back and kill some people.” 240 told him to jest leave, at which stage M1 and their party came rushing towards the door.
240 was informed later that there was a second fight occurring between 2x [F], no descriptions, at this time.
M1 was finally ejected through the doors, and a full lockdown was immediately organised. Police arrived soon after (no times are available)
240 attended Caboolture Hospital at approximately 0200 on Sunday, 24 August 2008 for headaches, nausea and vomiting, bruising behind his Left ear, a cut approximately 1.5cm on this Right 5th finger above the knuckle and pain and tenderness over his Left thumb knuckle area.
Blood tests and an x-ray are organised for Tuesday, 26 August 2008 by Dr XXXX, XXXX, for Q-Comp. XXXX Security informed.
Incident recorded on CCTV video “2240 23082008 Sports Bar Exit & Pool Tables”
The above information is true and accurate to the best of my knowledge.
Dated this 26th day of August, 2008
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(Added 28 Aug 08 0236)
I'm also finally getting rid of stuff from the ex...decided to attempt to sell it off online...might bring joy to someone else somewhere...
Got my first house inspection in the morning too...first one in three years...so it should be quite interesting...hehe...
Now, on Sunday night, I was supposed to be working at the Sands Tavern to cover a concert...found out that night that it was the Hoodoo Gurus playing live...:D
Since I was taken off the roster (for obvious reasons) at about the time I was trying to post the original post (this has been sitting on my computer since then), the boss said that if I was interested, I could go in as a civvie and just watch the show...why not...:D Managed to get an autographed CD and poster for my troubles...:D :D :D :D :D
I'm going to go fold some clothes now...Spring Cleaning time soon anyway, so just starting a few days early...
Be safe.
N
Sunday, 17 August 2008
On A Moonlit Night...
This past week has been an absolute pain and joy...figuratively and literally...and it's been long...though feeling as if it's gone by so fast...
The week ending 09 Aug 08 wasn't that bad, at the end, was feeling a bit depressed, I'll admit, but it ended on a good note...some issues from the weekend, one of the duty managers had to go to hospital when she got drink spiked, standard idiots who refused to leave and all that, but nothing physical...
Monday was slow as well, just bumming at home and sleeping a heap, Tuesday went to the doctors to get my first medical certificate in ages...it was worth it...got my drugs too...big arsed antibiotic pills...so, been taking them for the last five days...got to go get some probiotics sometime this week to stop it playing havoc with the stomach...and did some research between the difference between Transactional and Transformational leadership styles and their differing communications styles...for me, I personally do not know what leadership style I have...but once I do a bit more research, I'll tell you...
Wednesday was a fun day now...I had the option to go to two, one hour tutorial periods at uni, or work for the entire day...so, my day started with a blackout at 0100...total blackout, no street lights, uni was dark, it was dark...and a bit creepy truthfully...but meh...woke up at 0345, got picked up by Max at 0430...and down to Redcliffe by 0545 after a breakfast of Maccas...cash transfer day...my job was to secure the gates...it was cold...it was bad...seen my first sunrise in ages...finished at 0900, and waited while Sully came and picked my up...arrived at Eagle Farm Racecourse at 1000, and was put into a sector with Wombat, Todd, Eli and another guard...Arron was next door, as was Whopper and a few others from Brisbane area...it was alright, usual bunch of people like the ones that bring alcohol into the racecourse who are fined by QPS and sent away from the racecourse...and the removals after lunch, or standing between the track barriers and a temporary fence on stand up boxes...it was a fun filled day....the section was about 200m away from the finish post, so it was jammed...all the fun and games started at 1430...with someone jumping the temp barrier into the restricted area...so, the guard in the next section was having a cordial chat to him, then the idiot started having a swing...so, first things first, I had to jump a fence to get to them, by which stage the guy was on the ground, but seriously struggling...so I just dived on top of him, which did slow him down a considerable amount...FL3 restraints used, so reverse figure 4's...guy was removed for traspass and fined $5000 by QPS...I love it how there's a bylaw that makes it a finable offence for unauthorised persons to be in the trackside restricted area...
So, that guy's gone, came back to the sector, and just did a walk around, had a look here and there, then there was this one guy who had too much to drink, so Todd and I escorted him, without incident, to the main gates, and we were on the way back, when Todd shouted, "Nick, game on left..." and we both turned left to see a guard grappling with some idiot...so, Todd and I ran in and tackled the guy, tried to get him on the ground, and Todd disappeared (he was tackled by some other hero), so it was just me and this little shit...and he was screaming at me, I was screaming at him, and managed to get him on the ground, a bit of a wrestling match, but managed to overpower him, had someone in the crowd help me hold him down too by standing on his arm, and I was in the process of radioing for assistance (the radios were destroyed at the end of the scuffle) when some other hero came in from the crowd and kicked me in the back of the head...didn't see who it was, but I damned well sure wish I did...I did take it out on the guy I was restraining, screaming at him and more or less telling him to not say a word, not move, because it was because of him that I got kicked in the head, and if anything happened again, he was going to die....I think the fact, that throughout the entire altercation, my sunglasses did not come off my head, and he couldn't see my eyes, caused him to consider what I was saying; his face changed as soon as I finshed saying what I had to say...
So, final tally from that, one guy with a broken nose from being slammed into the ground head first, my guy who actually started the fight, so he spent the night in the watch house, got charged with assult and affray, and was sporting at least a broken arm (I did not have anything to do with that...eight guards had to carry him away when backup finally arrived and I was relieved of my person, and he was struggling all the way...and he also decided to give lip to the police officers, so they were not impressed with that...and reminded him of his manners...) one guard with a cut to his face, and me with a headache and a bunged left thumb...still hurts a tad, but all's good...I think my head snapped into my thumb while I was restraining the guy when I got kicked, all I remember was having a smashed radio, a pain in the back of my head and thumb, and Col just picking up all the different bits and pieces that the other guards had been shedding during the rumble...but it was fun...
The rest of the day at EF was semi uneventful, usual dumbarses that were giving shit to the cops who then got charged with public nucense, drunks who don't understand the meaning of "BAR'S CLOSED" and there's a line for the taxis...bastards, all of them...then I realise, was I like that last time before I became a guard...makes you want to give up drinking...
Thursday at the Sands Tavern for a band concert thingy...that was fun too....nothing really happened until the main act (of course), so management said "no crowdsurfers", so I was by the stage, and of course, there were crowdsurfers...90% of the ejections were standard just dragged them to the door and pushed them outside for the security super to sort out, but there was one guy who schnotted me in the head, and drew blood from my nose...lost a little skin off the top, but meh...he was an example of a classic bouncer ejection: one hand on collar, the other on belt, and since both my hands were full, had to use the thing furthest forward to open the door....just happened to be his head...so out the door he went...at that stage, the manager was standing there too, and both the super and her were just looking at this guy sailing through the air from the doors....and started grinning...:D...uneventful end to it too, nothing major...except one of the guys I was dragging out turned out to be the lead singer of the main band...all I saw was legs flying in the air, and went into the mosh pit to drag the guy out...and luckly got stopped at the door before he went out too...the other bands standing to the side were like, "mate, thanks for the entertainment, that was really cool..." I'll admit, I had fun...
Friday and Saturday nights at Narangba again...got threthened to be sued on Friday night by a guy who claims that he owns three pubs, and we were questioning at the end, why doesn't he drink at his own places...all we did was do the ID checks, and the policy at the pub was everyone had to have some form of photo ID on them, and we checked everyone, as per house policy...oh, and we were under staffed until 2200 too, because the guard that was supposed to come in at 2000 got lost in a big way...all good in the end though...anyway, Saturday was the same situation...had a guy claiming to be from Coles Group who's threthened to ensure that the company is not used anymore in their venues because of how we asked him for ID...all we said was, "Evening gentlemen, we're doing an ID check as per house policy, can we please see them..."and this guy went off his rocker, and starting going at the manager too...so, he's fully given us the third degree, but I called the boss, he's gone, "never heard of the guy, know what, we'll talk to Coles Group ourselves Monday..." The guy really did put himself in though when he admitted to us TWICE that he had been drinking at the pub since 1300...and the time was now 1930...meh, we'll sort that out tomorrow....also had some idiot try to get in with a mate's ID that didn't look anything like him...for one, the guy was about 160cm, and tubby, while the guy in the picture was 179cm, and lean....was even a different colour...found out later that this guy was banned for life, and the guy whose ID he tried to use was actually inside after using his 18+ card...now, even funnier was the fact that this kid was removed after exposing himself, and I was standing right in front of him...just tapped him on the head, and went, nup, mate, not going back in...automatic six month ban for exposure...and I had his drivers license already from his mate...then had a little shit try to square off...nothing happened...but I was waiting for it...I'm disliking 18th birthday partys now...bloody group was opening the security doors and all that, and we were bloody close to getting rid of the lot of them...a normal day would be like, maybe one, two pages in my note pad...Saturday night was five...which really shitted me off too...but oh well, everything's to be documentated...
So, what now? I'm going to nurse some deep fried lamb chops and chips, and a bag of steamed veges and we'll go from there....:)
Be safe.
N
The week ending 09 Aug 08 wasn't that bad, at the end, was feeling a bit depressed, I'll admit, but it ended on a good note...some issues from the weekend, one of the duty managers had to go to hospital when she got drink spiked, standard idiots who refused to leave and all that, but nothing physical...
Monday was slow as well, just bumming at home and sleeping a heap, Tuesday went to the doctors to get my first medical certificate in ages...it was worth it...got my drugs too...big arsed antibiotic pills...so, been taking them for the last five days...got to go get some probiotics sometime this week to stop it playing havoc with the stomach...and did some research between the difference between Transactional and Transformational leadership styles and their differing communications styles...for me, I personally do not know what leadership style I have...but once I do a bit more research, I'll tell you...
Wednesday was a fun day now...I had the option to go to two, one hour tutorial periods at uni, or work for the entire day...so, my day started with a blackout at 0100...total blackout, no street lights, uni was dark, it was dark...and a bit creepy truthfully...but meh...woke up at 0345, got picked up by Max at 0430...and down to Redcliffe by 0545 after a breakfast of Maccas...cash transfer day...my job was to secure the gates...it was cold...it was bad...seen my first sunrise in ages...finished at 0900, and waited while Sully came and picked my up...arrived at Eagle Farm Racecourse at 1000, and was put into a sector with Wombat, Todd, Eli and another guard...Arron was next door, as was Whopper and a few others from Brisbane area...it was alright, usual bunch of people like the ones that bring alcohol into the racecourse who are fined by QPS and sent away from the racecourse...and the removals after lunch, or standing between the track barriers and a temporary fence on stand up boxes...it was a fun filled day....the section was about 200m away from the finish post, so it was jammed...all the fun and games started at 1430...with someone jumping the temp barrier into the restricted area...so, the guard in the next section was having a cordial chat to him, then the idiot started having a swing...so, first things first, I had to jump a fence to get to them, by which stage the guy was on the ground, but seriously struggling...so I just dived on top of him, which did slow him down a considerable amount...FL3 restraints used, so reverse figure 4's...guy was removed for traspass and fined $5000 by QPS...I love it how there's a bylaw that makes it a finable offence for unauthorised persons to be in the trackside restricted area...
So, that guy's gone, came back to the sector, and just did a walk around, had a look here and there, then there was this one guy who had too much to drink, so Todd and I escorted him, without incident, to the main gates, and we were on the way back, when Todd shouted, "Nick, game on left..." and we both turned left to see a guard grappling with some idiot...so, Todd and I ran in and tackled the guy, tried to get him on the ground, and Todd disappeared (he was tackled by some other hero), so it was just me and this little shit...and he was screaming at me, I was screaming at him, and managed to get him on the ground, a bit of a wrestling match, but managed to overpower him, had someone in the crowd help me hold him down too by standing on his arm, and I was in the process of radioing for assistance (the radios were destroyed at the end of the scuffle) when some other hero came in from the crowd and kicked me in the back of the head...didn't see who it was, but I damned well sure wish I did...I did take it out on the guy I was restraining, screaming at him and more or less telling him to not say a word, not move, because it was because of him that I got kicked in the head, and if anything happened again, he was going to die....I think the fact, that throughout the entire altercation, my sunglasses did not come off my head, and he couldn't see my eyes, caused him to consider what I was saying; his face changed as soon as I finshed saying what I had to say...
So, final tally from that, one guy with a broken nose from being slammed into the ground head first, my guy who actually started the fight, so he spent the night in the watch house, got charged with assult and affray, and was sporting at least a broken arm (I did not have anything to do with that...eight guards had to carry him away when backup finally arrived and I was relieved of my person, and he was struggling all the way...and he also decided to give lip to the police officers, so they were not impressed with that...and reminded him of his manners...) one guard with a cut to his face, and me with a headache and a bunged left thumb...still hurts a tad, but all's good...I think my head snapped into my thumb while I was restraining the guy when I got kicked, all I remember was having a smashed radio, a pain in the back of my head and thumb, and Col just picking up all the different bits and pieces that the other guards had been shedding during the rumble...but it was fun...
The rest of the day at EF was semi uneventful, usual dumbarses that were giving shit to the cops who then got charged with public nucense, drunks who don't understand the meaning of "BAR'S CLOSED" and there's a line for the taxis...bastards, all of them...then I realise, was I like that last time before I became a guard...makes you want to give up drinking...
Thursday at the Sands Tavern for a band concert thingy...that was fun too....nothing really happened until the main act (of course), so management said "no crowdsurfers", so I was by the stage, and of course, there were crowdsurfers...90% of the ejections were standard just dragged them to the door and pushed them outside for the security super to sort out, but there was one guy who schnotted me in the head, and drew blood from my nose...lost a little skin off the top, but meh...he was an example of a classic bouncer ejection: one hand on collar, the other on belt, and since both my hands were full, had to use the thing furthest forward to open the door....just happened to be his head...so out the door he went...at that stage, the manager was standing there too, and both the super and her were just looking at this guy sailing through the air from the doors....and started grinning...:D...uneventful end to it too, nothing major...except one of the guys I was dragging out turned out to be the lead singer of the main band...all I saw was legs flying in the air, and went into the mosh pit to drag the guy out...and luckly got stopped at the door before he went out too...the other bands standing to the side were like, "mate, thanks for the entertainment, that was really cool..." I'll admit, I had fun...
Friday and Saturday nights at Narangba again...got threthened to be sued on Friday night by a guy who claims that he owns three pubs, and we were questioning at the end, why doesn't he drink at his own places...all we did was do the ID checks, and the policy at the pub was everyone had to have some form of photo ID on them, and we checked everyone, as per house policy...oh, and we were under staffed until 2200 too, because the guard that was supposed to come in at 2000 got lost in a big way...all good in the end though...anyway, Saturday was the same situation...had a guy claiming to be from Coles Group who's threthened to ensure that the company is not used anymore in their venues because of how we asked him for ID...all we said was, "Evening gentlemen, we're doing an ID check as per house policy, can we please see them..."and this guy went off his rocker, and starting going at the manager too...so, he's fully given us the third degree, but I called the boss, he's gone, "never heard of the guy, know what, we'll talk to Coles Group ourselves Monday..." The guy really did put himself in though when he admitted to us TWICE that he had been drinking at the pub since 1300...and the time was now 1930...meh, we'll sort that out tomorrow....also had some idiot try to get in with a mate's ID that didn't look anything like him...for one, the guy was about 160cm, and tubby, while the guy in the picture was 179cm, and lean....was even a different colour...found out later that this guy was banned for life, and the guy whose ID he tried to use was actually inside after using his 18+ card...now, even funnier was the fact that this kid was removed after exposing himself, and I was standing right in front of him...just tapped him on the head, and went, nup, mate, not going back in...automatic six month ban for exposure...and I had his drivers license already from his mate...then had a little shit try to square off...nothing happened...but I was waiting for it...I'm disliking 18th birthday partys now...bloody group was opening the security doors and all that, and we were bloody close to getting rid of the lot of them...a normal day would be like, maybe one, two pages in my note pad...Saturday night was five...which really shitted me off too...but oh well, everything's to be documentated...
So, what now? I'm going to nurse some deep fried lamb chops and chips, and a bag of steamed veges and we'll go from there....:)
Be safe.
N
Monday, 2 June 2008
Ads, Rain, Cricket and Ricki Lee...
There are too many ads on TV...especially on Ten...every 2 mins and 34 seconds (the shortest time between ad breaks when I was watching House last week) or so, an ad would pop up...now, I understand that companies pay big $$$ to plaster their names and products across the screen....but seriously, guys...ad breaks that last longer than the segment of show that was what people originally tuned in for? Seriously?
The inaugural Indian Premier League (IPL) Twenty20 series has finished, with a to the line outcome in the final...last over, the Chennai Super Kings (led by MS Dohni) were 163-5, with the Rajahstan Royals (Warne) chasing through some of the inning...then it came down to the last two overs...the Royals were needing 18 runs of 12 balls...long story short, last ball, of the last over...with scores level...Royals did it by just running...great effort by Tanvir and Warne to get back though....good fielding by the Kings...anyway, final score after 20 overs CSK 163-5, RR 164-7....and USD1.2 mil richer...
So...how was the first day of my new job with Queensland Hospitality and Security Services? It was wet...very very very wet...and I was under cover most of the day too...I was at Corbuld Park for the Ladies Oaks Day...but it rained...to 0900 on Friday, there was 58+ mm of rain, plus abour 20 from Thursday...it was soaked...I was put on the Admin gate, so only Turf club members, committee and people with a good reason were allowed through my way...there was about 3500 people in the end, but only 54 came through my gate...including Ricki Lee...which was rather interesting...I've rubbed shoulders with dignitaries and famous people before (like Hilary Clinton and Peter Brock), but they were always made up to look like they normally do on TV or where ever you see them...Ricki Lee, on the other hand, just got off the plane, or something, and arrived quietly at the side entrance...and looked like every other normal person on the street...except she had one of the guys with her and her manager (I think anyway) and obviously the turf club's PR person...or was it the radio stations' people...something like that anyway...yea, she was standing less than two feet away from me...which was rather cool...smelt like vanilla...dressed in jeans and a cardigan...about half an hour later, she was dressed like the singer she is, skirt, shoes, make up and everything...and off they went...during that time, we had a jumper...well, a group of them actually...there was about six of them, but one young kid (couldn't have been older than eighteen. which was why he was probably refused entry in the first place, or for intox), broke away and started running around...I was still at the gate, listening in to Adrian (who was in the sector next to mine) saying into the radio that the guys were running all over the place and to send back up...next thing you know, there's this head peaking out the side of the wall, and I'm looking straight at him, and just shouted at him...he gave up, but kept walking away (I'm on the other side of this fence)...called it in on the radio...and all these guys come bounding over and boof, down he goes...since he was in a double enclosure, the cops actually arrested him for trespass...but man....it was MESSY...in the first ten minutes of the race course actually opening, there was 23 refusals/ejections for intox, and before lunch, there was six arrests...there was one guy that was glassed on the side of his face/head with a bottle, and the guy that did the glassing had his fingers hanging off...there was a dislocated shoulder (no one really knew how that one happened...just the bloke came over and said, "Uh, I think I've hurt myself...") had girls who were drinking all day stand up and just go plunk...mud, water...they ran two races, then had to abandon all the other races, it was just too wet...and bloody dangerous too...there was fights and all that breaking out (when you put lots of alcohol [there was supposed to be about 11000 people there that day, so they geared up for 11000 people...when only 3500 show up...you do the math], limited space to stay dry under, and a cold, wet and windy place, tensions are sure to erupt)...glad Grace didn't go like she kinda planned...it was bloody dangerous...
Anyhow, wet boots and all, signed off finally at 1730 (which was earlier than the planned 1900), and asked if and where I was going that night...Sully said Redcliffe...which is about an hour and a bit away...yay...so, off I went with Clay (the Supervisor for the night)...the whole shift in the gaming room....very interesting for me...people who know me know I don't mind putting some through the pokies...so I was surrounded by 280 of them (the maximum in QLD apparently) and nearly a million $ in money...it was interesting working with the guys too, there was a few tips that Clayton (another guard) told me and showed me about IDs and all those things, or how to notice little things (that I probably used to do as well subconsciously when I was a punter instead of a guard)...quite a learning curve...and fun...finally got home from a wet first day about $270 richer...at 0400...long day...
Saturday was still raining...and in the afternoon, got a call from Sully going, Nick, you're at the Sands Tavern tonight...at least it's a bit more local, and familiar too (Lee started there his first night, and when he used to be there I got a lift in with him and walked to the Pig for drinks, and walked back later in the evening if he was still there)...so, started at a private function, then to the main door for the bands that were going to be playing that night...and learned more about IDs from Whopper (who's been doing this for close to 35 years), tricks with stamping people with pass out markers, how to look for things...again...it's all a learning curve...Steve (who I've met and talked to numerous times before from when he was a guard at the Pig) also helped me with little things, as did Tony (the Sup for the night, who used to be at Chancellors, the pub nearest to where I live)...all in all, a good night...could have turned messy, but didn't, thankfully...the lead singer for one of the bands celebrated his birthday at midnight...and had the bright idea to climb to the top of the speaker stack and jump into the crowd...yours truly was standing next to said speaker stack, which was a good 2.5 m high, and when the idiot climbed it, it started wobbling over the top of me didn't it...so, there I am, holding up this damned speaker stack while this dude climbed up....and dived into the crowd....now....it could have gone out either way....he crash and broke his neck, or crashed and crowd surfed...luckily for all involved, it turned into the latter, but everyone was still shaking their heads at the idiotic nature of the stunt...
So...three shifts...about $385 and change before deductions...should be a good little thing...so, we'll see how this pans out...haven't had anything major go down yet...but it's still early days yet...
Apart from that, my first semester at the University of the Sunshine Coast has finally come to an end...just got to wait three weeks until my exams...two exams...on the last two days of the exam period...which sounds about right for my luck...
Right, I'm finally sleepy...so I'll head...
Be safe...I'll try to be....
N
The inaugural Indian Premier League (IPL) Twenty20 series has finished, with a to the line outcome in the final...last over, the Chennai Super Kings (led by MS Dohni) were 163-5, with the Rajahstan Royals (Warne) chasing through some of the inning...then it came down to the last two overs...the Royals were needing 18 runs of 12 balls...long story short, last ball, of the last over...with scores level...Royals did it by just running...great effort by Tanvir and Warne to get back though....good fielding by the Kings...anyway, final score after 20 overs CSK 163-5, RR 164-7....and USD1.2 mil richer...
So...how was the first day of my new job with Queensland Hospitality and Security Services? It was wet...very very very wet...and I was under cover most of the day too...I was at Corbuld Park for the Ladies Oaks Day...but it rained...to 0900 on Friday, there was 58+ mm of rain, plus abour 20 from Thursday...it was soaked...I was put on the Admin gate, so only Turf club members, committee and people with a good reason were allowed through my way...there was about 3500 people in the end, but only 54 came through my gate...including Ricki Lee...which was rather interesting...I've rubbed shoulders with dignitaries and famous people before (like Hilary Clinton and Peter Brock), but they were always made up to look like they normally do on TV or where ever you see them...Ricki Lee, on the other hand, just got off the plane, or something, and arrived quietly at the side entrance...and looked like every other normal person on the street...except she had one of the guys with her and her manager (I think anyway) and obviously the turf club's PR person...or was it the radio stations' people...something like that anyway...yea, she was standing less than two feet away from me...which was rather cool...smelt like vanilla...dressed in jeans and a cardigan...about half an hour later, she was dressed like the singer she is, skirt, shoes, make up and everything...and off they went...during that time, we had a jumper...well, a group of them actually...there was about six of them, but one young kid (couldn't have been older than eighteen. which was why he was probably refused entry in the first place, or for intox), broke away and started running around...I was still at the gate, listening in to Adrian (who was in the sector next to mine) saying into the radio that the guys were running all over the place and to send back up...next thing you know, there's this head peaking out the side of the wall, and I'm looking straight at him, and just shouted at him...he gave up, but kept walking away (I'm on the other side of this fence)...called it in on the radio...and all these guys come bounding over and boof, down he goes...since he was in a double enclosure, the cops actually arrested him for trespass...but man....it was MESSY...in the first ten minutes of the race course actually opening, there was 23 refusals/ejections for intox, and before lunch, there was six arrests...there was one guy that was glassed on the side of his face/head with a bottle, and the guy that did the glassing had his fingers hanging off...there was a dislocated shoulder (no one really knew how that one happened...just the bloke came over and said, "Uh, I think I've hurt myself...") had girls who were drinking all day stand up and just go plunk...mud, water...they ran two races, then had to abandon all the other races, it was just too wet...and bloody dangerous too...there was fights and all that breaking out (when you put lots of alcohol [there was supposed to be about 11000 people there that day, so they geared up for 11000 people...when only 3500 show up...you do the math], limited space to stay dry under, and a cold, wet and windy place, tensions are sure to erupt)...glad Grace didn't go like she kinda planned...it was bloody dangerous...
Anyhow, wet boots and all, signed off finally at 1730 (which was earlier than the planned 1900), and asked if and where I was going that night...Sully said Redcliffe...which is about an hour and a bit away...yay...so, off I went with Clay (the Supervisor for the night)...the whole shift in the gaming room....very interesting for me...people who know me know I don't mind putting some through the pokies...so I was surrounded by 280 of them (the maximum in QLD apparently) and nearly a million $ in money...it was interesting working with the guys too, there was a few tips that Clayton (another guard) told me and showed me about IDs and all those things, or how to notice little things (that I probably used to do as well subconsciously when I was a punter instead of a guard)...quite a learning curve...and fun...finally got home from a wet first day about $270 richer...at 0400...long day...
Saturday was still raining...and in the afternoon, got a call from Sully going, Nick, you're at the Sands Tavern tonight...at least it's a bit more local, and familiar too (Lee started there his first night, and when he used to be there I got a lift in with him and walked to the Pig for drinks, and walked back later in the evening if he was still there)...so, started at a private function, then to the main door for the bands that were going to be playing that night...and learned more about IDs from Whopper (who's been doing this for close to 35 years), tricks with stamping people with pass out markers, how to look for things...again...it's all a learning curve...Steve (who I've met and talked to numerous times before from when he was a guard at the Pig) also helped me with little things, as did Tony (the Sup for the night, who used to be at Chancellors, the pub nearest to where I live)...all in all, a good night...could have turned messy, but didn't, thankfully...the lead singer for one of the bands celebrated his birthday at midnight...and had the bright idea to climb to the top of the speaker stack and jump into the crowd...yours truly was standing next to said speaker stack, which was a good 2.5 m high, and when the idiot climbed it, it started wobbling over the top of me didn't it...so, there I am, holding up this damned speaker stack while this dude climbed up....and dived into the crowd....now....it could have gone out either way....he crash and broke his neck, or crashed and crowd surfed...luckily for all involved, it turned into the latter, but everyone was still shaking their heads at the idiotic nature of the stunt...
So...three shifts...about $385 and change before deductions...should be a good little thing...so, we'll see how this pans out...haven't had anything major go down yet...but it's still early days yet...
Apart from that, my first semester at the University of the Sunshine Coast has finally come to an end...just got to wait three weeks until my exams...two exams...on the last two days of the exam period...which sounds about right for my luck...
Right, I'm finally sleepy...so I'll head...
Be safe...I'll try to be....
N
Thursday, 29 May 2008
Here I Stand....
I'VE GOT MY SECURITY LICENSE CARD!
Arrived in the mail...:D
So, where does that put me? I've now got a definitive job (at least, I hope so), so, some $$$ will be coming in at least...and at $20 an hour, minus about $15 a week for a retainer (everyone has to pay), super fees and all that, and around $30 in tax, to a maximum of 20 hours a week (but only during semester, which tomorrow is the last day, then it's how ever much I wish to work), that'll still give me about $355 a week...being conservative about it, I dare say I can really start saving now too...whoo!
It's been cool and rainy all day, and quite possibly until Sunday...muchly needed, but not so cool on a prospective first day outside at the races...(race day tomorrow)...at least, come to think of it, crowd numbers could be a bit lower than expected, and hopefully not so many issues to worry about because of the weather...
Only a shorty tonight, got to do that presentation, and that leaves only 2 more essays that I can work on over the weekend....they'll be a few days late, but better than nothing I guess...
Be safe, I'll try to be too...
N
Arrived in the mail...:D
So, where does that put me? I've now got a definitive job (at least, I hope so), so, some $$$ will be coming in at least...and at $20 an hour, minus about $15 a week for a retainer (everyone has to pay), super fees and all that, and around $30 in tax, to a maximum of 20 hours a week (but only during semester, which tomorrow is the last day, then it's how ever much I wish to work), that'll still give me about $355 a week...being conservative about it, I dare say I can really start saving now too...whoo!
It's been cool and rainy all day, and quite possibly until Sunday...muchly needed, but not so cool on a prospective first day outside at the races...(race day tomorrow)...at least, come to think of it, crowd numbers could be a bit lower than expected, and hopefully not so many issues to worry about because of the weather...
Only a shorty tonight, got to do that presentation, and that leaves only 2 more essays that I can work on over the weekend....they'll be a few days late, but better than nothing I guess...
Be safe, I'll try to be too...
N
Wednesday, 28 May 2008
Why Can't I Be A Baby?
Well, at times, Grace and others call me a big baby...maybe I am, but after tonight, I definitely wish I was...
(No disrespect to Grace or what we talked about earlier...it was what happened after - and I'm still trying to figure out - that's got me wishing...)
Now, if asked the question, "If you could change anything in your life, what would you change?" My answer normally is, "Nothing, because if I changed anything, I wouldn't be here at this moment in time answering your question." That's changed in recent weeks, but we'll leave it at that...now, before I get to what I'm actually doing, let me explain how my week has been thus far:
I've got four assignments due in this week, a presentation Friday night, a job interview with QHSS and a meeting at the university on Wednesday morning and afternoon respectively, a quasi-relationship that's sort of hanging somewhere around here and a headache.
Now, people who've known me for a long time have seen me do more with less, but on that same token, have also seen me snap; rest assured, I'm not going to snap, unless it's my pen and the people who write up these member guides for superannuation funds...which brings me to this:
The job interview went well, but I cannot officially work until I have my security license in hand, which is fair enough...but now, comes the paperwork...
Since I left Stannies all those years ago, I was under the Non-Government Schools (NGS) Superannuation Fund, and I think I had about $240 in there while I was working; this is now down to something like $74.78 or something like that due to member fees every year, admin etc etc etc and it's a dead fund for me, because I'm not longer working in a "non-government school"...
Security officers/crowd controllers are covered under the AustralianSuper Superannuation Fund, and since I've never had any dealings with them, I've got to apply for membership. Sully (the ops manager for the SunCo QHSS) provided me with a book from AustralianSuper and said to fill in the relevant forms at the back of the book and send it to them...one of said forms is the "Transfer your superannuation into AustralianSuper" form...which is what I need for the transfer of my pittance from NGS to AustralianSuper...problem is, since I haven't really been keeping note of my membership number with NGS, I'm in a pickle...
Add on top of that the joining of a new fund too; "What is your threshold, do you just want 'Death and TDP (Total and Permanent Disability)' or the addition of 'Personal Income Protection' insurance cover (which the former is compulsory at an additional $3 a week), who are your beneficiaries in the event of you dying...one of the funny things I read, and again, very true, was about the duration of your insurance cover; so anyway, there's the list of what happens, you move overseas, you transfer to a different fund, you cancel in writing etc etc etc or "you die, which ever comes first." Nicely put...
Argh.
Which now brings me back to the title...
Why can't I be a baby?
I get to sleep all day, I get to poop my pants without embarrassment, burp and vomit after eating without any looks of disgust, get carried everywhere, get 'cooed and oooo'd' by people, not walk, not talk, not go to school or study, not work, not pay taxes, not worry about superannuation, not care..............
Sigh...bugger huh? Hehe...
I'm going to sleep now...and hopefully don't do what's aforementioned...especially poop my pants, because that'll just be embarrassing...hahahahahahaha.....
Be safe...
N
(No disrespect to Grace or what we talked about earlier...it was what happened after - and I'm still trying to figure out - that's got me wishing...)
Now, if asked the question, "If you could change anything in your life, what would you change?" My answer normally is, "Nothing, because if I changed anything, I wouldn't be here at this moment in time answering your question." That's changed in recent weeks, but we'll leave it at that...now, before I get to what I'm actually doing, let me explain how my week has been thus far:
I've got four assignments due in this week, a presentation Friday night, a job interview with QHSS and a meeting at the university on Wednesday morning and afternoon respectively, a quasi-relationship that's sort of hanging somewhere around here and a headache.
Now, people who've known me for a long time have seen me do more with less, but on that same token, have also seen me snap; rest assured, I'm not going to snap, unless it's my pen and the people who write up these member guides for superannuation funds...which brings me to this:
The job interview went well, but I cannot officially work until I have my security license in hand, which is fair enough...but now, comes the paperwork...
Since I left Stannies all those years ago, I was under the Non-Government Schools (NGS) Superannuation Fund, and I think I had about $240 in there while I was working; this is now down to something like $74.78 or something like that due to member fees every year, admin etc etc etc and it's a dead fund for me, because I'm not longer working in a "non-government school"...
Security officers/crowd controllers are covered under the AustralianSuper Superannuation Fund, and since I've never had any dealings with them, I've got to apply for membership. Sully (the ops manager for the SunCo QHSS) provided me with a book from AustralianSuper and said to fill in the relevant forms at the back of the book and send it to them...one of said forms is the "Transfer your superannuation into AustralianSuper" form...which is what I need for the transfer of my pittance from NGS to AustralianSuper...problem is, since I haven't really been keeping note of my membership number with NGS, I'm in a pickle...
Add on top of that the joining of a new fund too; "What is your threshold, do you just want 'Death and TDP (Total and Permanent Disability)' or the addition of 'Personal Income Protection' insurance cover (which the former is compulsory at an additional $3 a week), who are your beneficiaries in the event of you dying...one of the funny things I read, and again, very true, was about the duration of your insurance cover; so anyway, there's the list of what happens, you move overseas, you transfer to a different fund, you cancel in writing etc etc etc or "you die, which ever comes first." Nicely put...
Argh.
Which now brings me back to the title...
Why can't I be a baby?
I get to sleep all day, I get to poop my pants without embarrassment, burp and vomit after eating without any looks of disgust, get carried everywhere, get 'cooed and oooo'd' by people, not walk, not talk, not go to school or study, not work, not pay taxes, not worry about superannuation, not care..............
Sigh...bugger huh? Hehe...
I'm going to sleep now...and hopefully don't do what's aforementioned...especially poop my pants, because that'll just be embarrassing...hahahahahahaha.....
Be safe...
N
Monday, 19 May 2008
How Does I Life Good?
It's been an interesting few weeks...
I've finally got the internet, my visa, the reference letters (for my security license) and my assignments nearly in order...looking forward to this week coming; license -finally- getting issued, interview with QHSS (the security company), and hopefully...hopefully...start work on Friday or Saturday...
Unfortunately, Grace and I broke up...long story, not something that I'm going to get into with too much details...I'm good, had a few chats to Grace about it...and I just hope that she's ok too...it was a bit of an overreaction, I think, but that's life...but she is still a friend, and we still see each other every other day at uni...but I do miss her...and still feel for her...in a big way...
*Sigh* Cooking is going full steam ahead...been cooking quite a bit actually...lets see now, so far, in the last two weeks, I've cooked:
Not much, I know, but not doing too badly I don't think....made them large enough to have at least 3 serves for each batch, so there's 21 meals there...and on top of that, I don't eat every meal at home (I do splurge every now and then, like Saturday night for dinner...300g "petit" rump, medium well, with pepper sauce and steak chips...good stuff that...), and I do also have the odd meal at the university Brasserie, or just skip a meal...but oh well, that happens....
I'm thinking I might do something similar to the baked rice for this Friday coming...the university is hosting a group of West Papuan school teachers who are working on their English and all that, and my Friday night class is having them in to have a bit of a chat and all...and everyone's bringing in a plate too to share....so I might just do that....hmm...or salt and pepper chicken drumletts, quick, easy, and ovenable...
*Yawn* I might go catch some zzzz's...getting a tad sleepy...
So, be safe...
N
I've finally got the internet, my visa, the reference letters (for my security license) and my assignments nearly in order...looking forward to this week coming; license -finally- getting issued, interview with QHSS (the security company), and hopefully...hopefully...start work on Friday or Saturday...
Unfortunately, Grace and I broke up...long story, not something that I'm going to get into with too much details...I'm good, had a few chats to Grace about it...and I just hope that she's ok too...it was a bit of an overreaction, I think, but that's life...but she is still a friend, and we still see each other every other day at uni...but I do miss her...and still feel for her...in a big way...
*Sigh* Cooking is going full steam ahead...been cooking quite a bit actually...lets see now, so far, in the last two weeks, I've cooked:
- Satay Chicken
- Teriyaki Chicken
- Coca Cola Pork Belly
- Honey Soy Chicken with Thin Hokkien Noodles and Shredded Egg Omelette
- Spinach and Feta Tortellini (from a packet) with a Chorizo and Capsicum Sauce
- Beef Ravioli (again, from a packet) with a Garlicly Tomato Sauce (simply sinful it is...)
- Baked Rice with Chicken, Mushroom and Capsicum
Not much, I know, but not doing too badly I don't think....made them large enough to have at least 3 serves for each batch, so there's 21 meals there...and on top of that, I don't eat every meal at home (I do splurge every now and then, like Saturday night for dinner...300g "petit" rump, medium well, with pepper sauce and steak chips...good stuff that...), and I do also have the odd meal at the university Brasserie, or just skip a meal...but oh well, that happens....
I'm thinking I might do something similar to the baked rice for this Friday coming...the university is hosting a group of West Papuan school teachers who are working on their English and all that, and my Friday night class is having them in to have a bit of a chat and all...and everyone's bringing in a plate too to share....so I might just do that....hmm...or salt and pepper chicken drumletts, quick, easy, and ovenable...
*Yawn* I might go catch some zzzz's...getting a tad sleepy...
So, be safe...
N
Sunday, 27 April 2008
Internet, Internet, Where For Art Thou, Internet...
No, I have not died...nor have I gotten the internet yet at my new place...and I also used up my internet quota at the uni...so, very, very limited access to everything at the moment (had to wait two days to get this thing running)...
New unit is nearly fully unpacked, and it's good...got Azheel and Aisha (from the old house) to move in temporally while they get out of the other place and find their own joint...but there's also the option for them staying on...so we'll see how that pans out...
Midget paid up...still $20 short the bastard...but I'm going to inform the uni that that's the case, and follow their advise...if they say leave the $20, well, there's not much I can do about that huh? Just going to keep within the rules on this one...
Oh yea, ANZAC Day was Friday too, and went with the St John division to Nambour for the Main Service...it was interesting and a really good one actually...went up with Erin to put the wreath up, and I don't think I've ever seen so many Serving Brothers and Sisters of St John (one of those level things you get after being in for years and years) in one division (probably at a State dooda, but not in a division!)...
Lee also had his first night as a security officer on Friday at The Sands Tavern...there was a concert on there, and only four guards...I didn't want to go in (there was a $30 ticket thingy), so I tottled over to the Pig for Friday night drinkies...all well and good, had a few, then headed back when they closed and just waited at The Sands...started having a chat to Aston, one of the other guards who I met earlier, and all was good, until there was a little biff in the car park...so, off he goes, Lee comes screaming out, that gets sorted...they both come back, and we were all chatting outside near the main doors (this was within 10 mins of the biff happening), and everyone was leaving and all that...next thing you knew, one of the girls from inside comes out and goes, "Any guard interested in stopping two blokes from knocking each other's blocks off?" So, they go back in and grab the guys...they eject them both, then some smart arse decided to jump in and be a hero...so an all in ensues...and it was messy...
Aston came out of it with a black eye after he was lifted up and kissed the side of a car, Tony (the security chief) had his shirt torn, Jamie (the other guard) just kept everyone back, as did I, and Lee...I'm not sure what he did, but he was at the other end of the car park...it was really, really messy...long story short, they were supposed to knock off at 0130, finally finished an hour later, then Lee and I went to the all night fry up to get some dinner, and all was good...by the time we got to my place, it was 0400...and just didn't feel like sleeping...until 0700ish...
Saturday was my mummy's birthday...gave her a call, and had a nice little chat to her about things...and they were in Miri to celebrate and have dinner and stay overnight in the Marriott...she was telling me how her Year 1 class ambushed her at the door in the morning to sing Happy Birthday to her and all that...hehe...and they were in a shopping centre and they were getting excited because Adidas had half price shoes on sale...so she was asking me what size my foot was, which is a 12...next thing I knew, she was saying for me not to get too excited, my sister was wearing size 13's, and my brother in law was wearing size 15's...they've both got smaller feet than I do...hehe...so I probably would have been wearing size 20's or something using that scale...
Grace and her mate Sharon (from Kuching, Malaysia, but stays in Brunei) came over for lunch on Saturday too...cooked up Coca Cola marinated lamb chops with mashed potato and broccoli...came out really well actually...had to boil down the Coke first though, then cool it before pouring it over the lamb on Friday night (before we went to The Sands)...had a nice lunch and a chat to Sharon while Grace went and crashed for a few...
Ok, I'm going to finish this here...just remembered I've got to try to track down Grace in Facebook...:)
Be safe.
N
New unit is nearly fully unpacked, and it's good...got Azheel and Aisha (from the old house) to move in temporally while they get out of the other place and find their own joint...but there's also the option for them staying on...so we'll see how that pans out...
Midget paid up...still $20 short the bastard...but I'm going to inform the uni that that's the case, and follow their advise...if they say leave the $20, well, there's not much I can do about that huh? Just going to keep within the rules on this one...
Oh yea, ANZAC Day was Friday too, and went with the St John division to Nambour for the Main Service...it was interesting and a really good one actually...went up with Erin to put the wreath up, and I don't think I've ever seen so many Serving Brothers and Sisters of St John (one of those level things you get after being in for years and years) in one division (probably at a State dooda, but not in a division!)...
Lee also had his first night as a security officer on Friday at The Sands Tavern...there was a concert on there, and only four guards...I didn't want to go in (there was a $30 ticket thingy), so I tottled over to the Pig for Friday night drinkies...all well and good, had a few, then headed back when they closed and just waited at The Sands...started having a chat to Aston, one of the other guards who I met earlier, and all was good, until there was a little biff in the car park...so, off he goes, Lee comes screaming out, that gets sorted...they both come back, and we were all chatting outside near the main doors (this was within 10 mins of the biff happening), and everyone was leaving and all that...next thing you knew, one of the girls from inside comes out and goes, "Any guard interested in stopping two blokes from knocking each other's blocks off?" So, they go back in and grab the guys...they eject them both, then some smart arse decided to jump in and be a hero...so an all in ensues...and it was messy...
Aston came out of it with a black eye after he was lifted up and kissed the side of a car, Tony (the security chief) had his shirt torn, Jamie (the other guard) just kept everyone back, as did I, and Lee...I'm not sure what he did, but he was at the other end of the car park...it was really, really messy...long story short, they were supposed to knock off at 0130, finally finished an hour later, then Lee and I went to the all night fry up to get some dinner, and all was good...by the time we got to my place, it was 0400...and just didn't feel like sleeping...until 0700ish...
Saturday was my mummy's birthday...gave her a call, and had a nice little chat to her about things...and they were in Miri to celebrate and have dinner and stay overnight in the Marriott...she was telling me how her Year 1 class ambushed her at the door in the morning to sing Happy Birthday to her and all that...hehe...and they were in a shopping centre and they were getting excited because Adidas had half price shoes on sale...so she was asking me what size my foot was, which is a 12...next thing I knew, she was saying for me not to get too excited, my sister was wearing size 13's, and my brother in law was wearing size 15's...they've both got smaller feet than I do...hehe...so I probably would have been wearing size 20's or something using that scale...
Grace and her mate Sharon (from Kuching, Malaysia, but stays in Brunei) came over for lunch on Saturday too...cooked up Coca Cola marinated lamb chops with mashed potato and broccoli...came out really well actually...had to boil down the Coke first though, then cool it before pouring it over the lamb on Friday night (before we went to The Sands)...had a nice lunch and a chat to Sharon while Grace went and crashed for a few...
Ok, I'm going to finish this here...just remembered I've got to try to track down Grace in Facebook...:)
Be safe.
N
Tuesday, 1 April 2008
You Will Need Three References...All Who Have Known You For Twelve Months Or More...
*Sigh*
Things are a tad lil bit rough at the moment...looking for places to stay, what to do with my security license (where I'll need those three referees), job prospects, uni...mum's not so happy with me at the moment either...and yes, I did make mistakes...but which 18-24 year old hasn't at sometime, or anyone else for that matter? I believe, in my honest opinion (better believe it), that it is important to make mistakes. The question then, is what you will learn from those mistakes?
Mistakes, as discussed in the last paragraph, were made, but in doing so, new people and experiences have been had...for which, there are no words to describe...
Grace. She was a chance encounter in the line for the "New To The Coast" bus tour during O Week...I was actually not going to go on that bus at that time...but then, I missed something, and just went, "bugger it, lets"...and I met her there...and now...I can't stop thinking about her...her hair, her eyes, her smile...and I just wish I could spend more time with her and not have any consequences because of it...I know, I know...I'm at the stage where I'm questioning, "Is this lust? Or Love?" The line between is so slight and narrow it's sometimes not even there...and it's been a while since I've really felt this way...well...P was something that just happened...that was a fling...and I'm kinda glad it didn't work out...but because of her, I came up to Brissy, got to know the place a little, had fun, and in doing so, decided that I wanted to come up here...now, since that happened, I couldn't go to Brissy to do any study...the chances of meeting up with her were a little up there...so, where else to go except the Sunshine Coast? One thing to another, and here I am...
So, TL:DR, if I was given the opportunity to change anything in my life, would I take it?
No.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still stressing, but at least now, as I told her before, there's something a little bit more stable in my life than just all those things that always fail, but then somehow fall back into place and be all good...
I know, that if something more permanent happens, there will be trials and tribulations, but it's another fact of growing up...and it's a journey...some are good, some are bad, some short, others long...and sometimes, just taking that proverbial first step is everything that will be whatever...if that makes sense?!
Unfortunately, this has to come in...but only quickly...Midget is in the house...I don't know why, nor do I care, but it's funny because he's not talking to me at all (a plus), and not even making eye contact...I shall try to do so next time round...see if it's anything I should be gearing myself for...at the end of the day, I'm still going to make his life a misery......I honestly believe that he deserves it...but then again, Upper Management does have a way of making sure that people get their just desserts...
So, how's university going? It's not going too badly I guess, two assignments last week, one this week...break coming up too...:) And I'm flying off for Bathurst on Saturday...well, staying overnight in Sydney Saturday, then training it to Bathurst Sunday morning...just in time for Sunday Night Trivia at The Ox...then ten days of sorting, selling, packing....man...this is going to suck...but it has to be done...
And unfortunately...I don't get to see Grace until I come back...*sigh*...man, I'm going to miss her...I already miss her after catching up with her this afternoon...but still...
Ok...so, this is what's happening...house inspection tomorrow at 1400 (yes, I'm looking at this place which is right next to the uni...$300 a week, but Lee is moving in...), put that application in...and pray it works...visa medical at 1100 Friday, going to part ways with that $1700...assignment due by 1600...flying for Sydney Saturday at 1610, arriving in approximately 1845 local...train to Bathurst Sunday at 0720...do a little dance, make a little...oh, mountain of shit to chuck out?...Fly back to Maroochy on Wed 16 April, arrive in at about 1500, come back to the house, drop bags, get ready to go to uni that night, and hopefully run into Grace while there...Thurs, 17 Apr, go to class in the morning, and -hopefully- move house that afternoon...Friday, hand keys back, get money (or break Midgets nose, using reasonable and proportionate force, then take money), and say goodbye to Kuang, who's been an absolute champion...and a good friend...going to miss him...as well as the rest of the guys in the house...except one...but meh...
*Sigh*...why does she bat her eyes like that? Hehehe................
Be safe.
N
Things are a tad lil bit rough at the moment...looking for places to stay, what to do with my security license (where I'll need those three referees), job prospects, uni...mum's not so happy with me at the moment either...and yes, I did make mistakes...but which 18-24 year old hasn't at sometime, or anyone else for that matter? I believe, in my honest opinion (better believe it), that it is important to make mistakes. The question then, is what you will learn from those mistakes?
Mistakes, as discussed in the last paragraph, were made, but in doing so, new people and experiences have been had...for which, there are no words to describe...
Grace. She was a chance encounter in the line for the "New To The Coast" bus tour during O Week...I was actually not going to go on that bus at that time...but then, I missed something, and just went, "bugger it, lets"...and I met her there...and now...I can't stop thinking about her...her hair, her eyes, her smile...and I just wish I could spend more time with her and not have any consequences because of it...I know, I know...I'm at the stage where I'm questioning, "Is this lust? Or Love?" The line between is so slight and narrow it's sometimes not even there...and it's been a while since I've really felt this way...well...P was something that just happened...that was a fling...and I'm kinda glad it didn't work out...but because of her, I came up to Brissy, got to know the place a little, had fun, and in doing so, decided that I wanted to come up here...now, since that happened, I couldn't go to Brissy to do any study...the chances of meeting up with her were a little up there...so, where else to go except the Sunshine Coast? One thing to another, and here I am...
So, TL:DR, if I was given the opportunity to change anything in my life, would I take it?
No.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still stressing, but at least now, as I told her before, there's something a little bit more stable in my life than just all those things that always fail, but then somehow fall back into place and be all good...
I know, that if something more permanent happens, there will be trials and tribulations, but it's another fact of growing up...and it's a journey...some are good, some are bad, some short, others long...and sometimes, just taking that proverbial first step is everything that will be whatever...if that makes sense?!
Unfortunately, this has to come in...but only quickly...Midget is in the house...I don't know why, nor do I care, but it's funny because he's not talking to me at all (a plus), and not even making eye contact...I shall try to do so next time round...see if it's anything I should be gearing myself for...at the end of the day, I'm still going to make his life a misery......I honestly believe that he deserves it...but then again, Upper Management does have a way of making sure that people get their just desserts...
So, how's university going? It's not going too badly I guess, two assignments last week, one this week...break coming up too...:) And I'm flying off for Bathurst on Saturday...well, staying overnight in Sydney Saturday, then training it to Bathurst Sunday morning...just in time for Sunday Night Trivia at The Ox...then ten days of sorting, selling, packing....man...this is going to suck...but it has to be done...
And unfortunately...I don't get to see Grace until I come back...*sigh*...man, I'm going to miss her...I already miss her after catching up with her this afternoon...but still...
Ok...so, this is what's happening...house inspection tomorrow at 1400 (yes, I'm looking at this place which is right next to the uni...$300 a week, but Lee is moving in...), put that application in...and pray it works...visa medical at 1100 Friday, going to part ways with that $1700...assignment due by 1600...flying for Sydney Saturday at 1610, arriving in approximately 1845 local...train to Bathurst Sunday at 0720...do a little dance, make a little...oh, mountain of shit to chuck out?...Fly back to Maroochy on Wed 16 April, arrive in at about 1500, come back to the house, drop bags, get ready to go to uni that night, and hopefully run into Grace while there...Thurs, 17 Apr, go to class in the morning, and -hopefully- move house that afternoon...Friday, hand keys back, get money (or break Midgets nose, using reasonable and proportionate force, then take money), and say goodbye to Kuang, who's been an absolute champion...and a good friend...going to miss him...as well as the rest of the guys in the house...except one...but meh...
*Sigh*...why does she bat her eyes like that? Hehehe................
Be safe.
N
Monday, 31 March 2008
Car Into Tree...Police On Scene...
True call over the radio...hehehe...
Not much is happening today...it's been getting really cool in the mornings though...wore a jumper (!) this morning....that is, before someone special came by...
There's a few birthdays, sorted them out...only wish I could sort out that medical report thingy...
OOO...man, just realised, my sis is 30 this week...man...well, she's married now, and she's set with her job and all....*sigh*...I guess life does begin at 30...
I've got to figure out what to do for accommodation...better find out before the weekend...call Uni in the morning...*sigh*...what to do...I'll figure out something...
Missing and thinking of someone...and hope her finger is better...and it wasn't my fault, promise...hehe...
Be safe.
N
Friday, 21 March 2008
Behold The Wood Of The Cross...
Today's Good Friday, a day of obligation...I should be going to church...I'm seriously feeling like crap though...this bug is seriously hitting me for six, and my back and shoulder are killing me still...grrr...going to fast though until at least 1500...unless I faint before hand...
Another week down, as is nearly March...I've been up here now for five weeks...I've paid an idiot too much money for the size of my area, and I dare say he will probably be getting phone calls from the ATO and Queensland Tenancy people...problem is though, he's an accountant, so the money would probably disappear...but nothing like witnesses....hehehe *EG*
Well, I guess I can eat the last of the tuna casserole, it is three days old...and cook up some fish for tonight's dinner...make some chips from the spuds I have left...mmm...
Spent another afternoon with Grace...albeit one and a half hours in a bus that went through the university twice...hehe...I know she reads this, but it's my blog...I'm not sure what to do at the moment...there is so many things going on in my life...I found out this week that my medical appointment has been switched to 04 Apr 08...so, that's a Friday, as opposed to Monday week...so, while that gives me more time to figure out where the money's coming from, I'm also in a bit of a doozie...04 Apr is also my last day of uni before the mid semester break...I fly out for Sydney on 05 Apr...I've got one assignment due in that night for Contemp Oz, and a final class for Skills in the morning...so, I've got to skip that class again and go to this bloody doctors appointment...luckily enough, I'm going to get a medical certificate, so they can's bash me on this one...anyhow...got that security course going, and even though it's great, it's taking a toll too...then I'm now reverting back to uni too, obviously I've got to do homework for both schools, then thinking about what to cook and all that....ok, I've been bad this week, I've started going back to fast foods again too, but then again, it's so, so much easier than having to haul the shopping back home for 20 minutes and then having to prepare and cook...I mean, I love cooking, and people love my cooking, but sometimes I just want to eat, sit down and be fat......"I feel so dirty, but it felt and tasted so good...!"
So, crux of the situation; I want to be lazy...to, as I put it to someone last night, "idle by the side of the highway", for a few days (which I sort of can't due to the fact I have two assignments due in this week), just pig out on junk food, sleep, smoke, drink a few rums, but not to inebriation, and just relax...next week is the last week of the security course, so, the week after, theoretically I can be licensed and working...but not before I get my fucking visa...which is I think mid April...fuckers...I honestly wonder if I should contact the Ombudsman and say that they are charging unreasonably high prices for a simple report...it's fucking expensive for any normal person, as opposed to a uni student...and this is someone I've never met in my life too...fuck it...
Ok...I'm trying to get to this point in the blog...but I keep getting sidetracked...but it's all relevant in its little ways...
Grace...
Hell, I'm not sure what to make of what's going on at the moment...
She informed me, in the nine days we've had each others phone numbers, I've messaged her 80 times...so, I'm going to be nice, and back off...I said that I would be a friend to her, and I will be, as I normally am to a lot of people...but in doing so as well, I've gotten to know her slightly better too...and it's too early to say anything...but talking to some of the security guys and housemates, they were saying she's gorgeous and happy and all that...and to an extent, I was beginning to be seeing her as more than a friend too...but am now too realising, I've got to back off....
We had a chat on Wednesday night, and we laid out our differences and discussed the plan of action...as with all well laid plans, the moment of implementation sees that plan go straight out the window...
*Sigh* It's going to be four days...I'll let her decide what she wants to do...I know she's not good at making decisions, and if I could make certain decisions, it'll definitely be a wrong decision for someone...
Ok, self pity and confusion over...
Found out that Midget is not going to be here this weekend! Four days of peace and quiet...he's taken his kids camping, so they might be back Monday afternoon, but at least he's not fucking here this weekend...Gwen is though, but she's nice...then again, some nice people (especially when it comes to money) are totally different at the end of the experience...
I'm beginning to feel faint...I wonder if Hot Cross Buns are allowed to be used to break the fast?
Be safe.
N
Another week down, as is nearly March...I've been up here now for five weeks...I've paid an idiot too much money for the size of my area, and I dare say he will probably be getting phone calls from the ATO and Queensland Tenancy people...problem is though, he's an accountant, so the money would probably disappear...but nothing like witnesses....hehehe *EG*
Well, I guess I can eat the last of the tuna casserole, it is three days old...and cook up some fish for tonight's dinner...make some chips from the spuds I have left...mmm...
Spent another afternoon with Grace...albeit one and a half hours in a bus that went through the university twice...hehe...I know she reads this, but it's my blog...I'm not sure what to do at the moment...there is so many things going on in my life...I found out this week that my medical appointment has been switched to 04 Apr 08...so, that's a Friday, as opposed to Monday week...so, while that gives me more time to figure out where the money's coming from, I'm also in a bit of a doozie...04 Apr is also my last day of uni before the mid semester break...I fly out for Sydney on 05 Apr...I've got one assignment due in that night for Contemp Oz, and a final class for Skills in the morning...so, I've got to skip that class again and go to this bloody doctors appointment...luckily enough, I'm going to get a medical certificate, so they can's bash me on this one...anyhow...got that security course going, and even though it's great, it's taking a toll too...then I'm now reverting back to uni too, obviously I've got to do homework for both schools, then thinking about what to cook and all that....ok, I've been bad this week, I've started going back to fast foods again too, but then again, it's so, so much easier than having to haul the shopping back home for 20 minutes and then having to prepare and cook...I mean, I love cooking, and people love my cooking, but sometimes I just want to eat, sit down and be fat......"I feel so dirty, but it felt and tasted so good...!"
So, crux of the situation; I want to be lazy...to, as I put it to someone last night, "idle by the side of the highway", for a few days (which I sort of can't due to the fact I have two assignments due in this week), just pig out on junk food, sleep, smoke, drink a few rums, but not to inebriation, and just relax...next week is the last week of the security course, so, the week after, theoretically I can be licensed and working...but not before I get my fucking visa...which is I think mid April...fuckers...I honestly wonder if I should contact the Ombudsman and say that they are charging unreasonably high prices for a simple report...it's fucking expensive for any normal person, as opposed to a uni student...and this is someone I've never met in my life too...fuck it...
Ok...I'm trying to get to this point in the blog...but I keep getting sidetracked...but it's all relevant in its little ways...
Grace...
Hell, I'm not sure what to make of what's going on at the moment...
She informed me, in the nine days we've had each others phone numbers, I've messaged her 80 times...so, I'm going to be nice, and back off...I said that I would be a friend to her, and I will be, as I normally am to a lot of people...but in doing so as well, I've gotten to know her slightly better too...and it's too early to say anything...but talking to some of the security guys and housemates, they were saying she's gorgeous and happy and all that...and to an extent, I was beginning to be seeing her as more than a friend too...but am now too realising, I've got to back off....
We had a chat on Wednesday night, and we laid out our differences and discussed the plan of action...as with all well laid plans, the moment of implementation sees that plan go straight out the window...
*Sigh* It's going to be four days...I'll let her decide what she wants to do...I know she's not good at making decisions, and if I could make certain decisions, it'll definitely be a wrong decision for someone...
Ok, self pity and confusion over...
Found out that Midget is not going to be here this weekend! Four days of peace and quiet...he's taken his kids camping, so they might be back Monday afternoon, but at least he's not fucking here this weekend...Gwen is though, but she's nice...then again, some nice people (especially when it comes to money) are totally different at the end of the experience...
I'm beginning to feel faint...I wonder if Hot Cross Buns are allowed to be used to break the fast?
Be safe.
N
Friday, 14 March 2008
This Had To Happen On A Friday...No More TGIF's
*Sigh*
What a day...phone call, phone call, phone call...
It started with HSA. "Hi, my name is Nicholas Newn, and I was wondering about not needing to do that medical. It's going to cost me $2200 up front." "Oh, gee, we didn't know it would cost that much." "Yup, it does, because I need to see a psychotherapist or a psychaiatrist, as opposed to a psychologist, which I can just go see at the university. I can even get my old team and GP to fax you certified copies of my reports for assessment. They're within 2 years. I bet I could even do a telephone interview with my old case officer and he'll write a report for you. My appointment is only at the end of March, and even then, you'll only get the report maybe mid or end of April." "Ok, I'll call you back in a bit after I talk to the senior medical officer."
-A short while later-
"Hi, Nick? This is HSA. Yea, I had a chat to the SMO, and unfortunately, we need a current report. I'm really, really sorry." "Ok. Well, is there any other option for me?" "Unfortunately not." "Ok. Bye."
Immigration, after the arbitrary wait period. "Hi, my name is Nicholas Newn, and I tried calling my case officer, but the number's been disconnected." "Ok, just give me your personal details, and I'll get your information on screen." "Is it possible for me to talk to the case officer?" "Please hold........................unfortunately, he's unable to take your call at the moment, but did leave a message for you that he's still waiting on the medical report for you before he can assess your visa." "Well, the medical report is going to cost me $2200, and won't be in until mid or late April." "If that's the case, we'll wait for it. You're currently on a Class C Bridging Visa, so that will be valid until your student visa is approved." "Right then. Can I apply for a working visa so that I can at least have prove of income to then try to negotiate with the doctors for a payment plan?" "Unfortunately, since you're on a Class C, you can't apply for a new work visa. If you were on a Class A, you could have still continued to work." "What are my options then?" "None. Is there anything else I can help you with?" "No, that's all, thanks."
Called the university after that to keep them in the loop of what's going on. "Hi, can I please speak to Melissa?" "Hi Nick. Ok, so what's going on?" "Well, I still have to do that medical. Now, just a question, my Overseas Student Health Cover (OSHC), what is the difference between the one here at the uni and the one I currently have with Medibank Private?" "Nothing really, but we offer it for free here at the uni." "Oh. That's good. Uh, is it possible for me to transfer providers? Then I can go and apply for a refund from Medibank Private, and hopefully get back $700." "Well, you are on a bridging visa, but then again, you wouldn't be at uni if you didn't fulfill the requirements, so I guess you are eligible for the uni provided cover." "Sweet. Ok then, I'll be in on Monday to finish the application process. Have a good weekend!"
After one hour (the time it took me to make those phone calls, not reading about it) finally something went in my way...little victories all around...
Cooked up beef stroganoff tonight, with peppers as additional veges, and got Kuang to make up some butter and paprika rice. He did alright, and since I just walked into the door from my Contemporary Oz class, Nami had some too, and they were, "Pass, pass, good, good..." So, looks like I passed in my beef strog recipe...:)
So, anyhow, class...missed this morning's class, had a bit of a stomach flu, was not good...enough of that though, Contemporary Oz was so much better. Rob did a great job as the first presentation, on "What is Australia's Image?" as well as a guest lecturer...who's doing her PhD from CSU Wagga...and it was another good class....oh, also, the first thing that they said when I walked in..."Did you bring cheesecake?" Hehe...
So, Grace's blog's backlinked on the right there, I'm now watching 'King Kong' on TV, and talking to Grace too on MSN, so I'll bid you faredewell for the mo...going to have a hell of a week ahead too, so I might try to have an early (er) night that normal...practical training tomorrow and Sunday...and Lee said that he'll be picking me up earlier because he's got to go in to work before we go to TAFE...
N
What a day...phone call, phone call, phone call...
It started with HSA. "Hi, my name is Nicholas Newn, and I was wondering about not needing to do that medical. It's going to cost me $2200 up front." "Oh, gee, we didn't know it would cost that much." "Yup, it does, because I need to see a psychotherapist or a psychaiatrist, as opposed to a psychologist, which I can just go see at the university. I can even get my old team and GP to fax you certified copies of my reports for assessment. They're within 2 years. I bet I could even do a telephone interview with my old case officer and he'll write a report for you. My appointment is only at the end of March, and even then, you'll only get the report maybe mid or end of April." "Ok, I'll call you back in a bit after I talk to the senior medical officer."
-A short while later-
"Hi, Nick? This is HSA. Yea, I had a chat to the SMO, and unfortunately, we need a current report. I'm really, really sorry." "Ok. Well, is there any other option for me?" "Unfortunately not." "Ok. Bye."
Immigration, after the arbitrary wait period. "Hi, my name is Nicholas Newn, and I tried calling my case officer, but the number's been disconnected." "Ok, just give me your personal details, and I'll get your information on screen." "Is it possible for me to talk to the case officer?" "Please hold........................unfortunately, he's unable to take your call at the moment, but did leave a message for you that he's still waiting on the medical report for you before he can assess your visa." "Well, the medical report is going to cost me $2200, and won't be in until mid or late April." "If that's the case, we'll wait for it. You're currently on a Class C Bridging Visa, so that will be valid until your student visa is approved." "Right then. Can I apply for a working visa so that I can at least have prove of income to then try to negotiate with the doctors for a payment plan?" "Unfortunately, since you're on a Class C, you can't apply for a new work visa. If you were on a Class A, you could have still continued to work." "What are my options then?" "None. Is there anything else I can help you with?" "No, that's all, thanks."
Called the university after that to keep them in the loop of what's going on. "Hi, can I please speak to Melissa?" "Hi Nick. Ok, so what's going on?" "Well, I still have to do that medical. Now, just a question, my Overseas Student Health Cover (OSHC), what is the difference between the one here at the uni and the one I currently have with Medibank Private?" "Nothing really, but we offer it for free here at the uni." "Oh. That's good. Uh, is it possible for me to transfer providers? Then I can go and apply for a refund from Medibank Private, and hopefully get back $700." "Well, you are on a bridging visa, but then again, you wouldn't be at uni if you didn't fulfill the requirements, so I guess you are eligible for the uni provided cover." "Sweet. Ok then, I'll be in on Monday to finish the application process. Have a good weekend!"
After one hour (the time it took me to make those phone calls, not reading about it) finally something went in my way...little victories all around...
Cooked up beef stroganoff tonight, with peppers as additional veges, and got Kuang to make up some butter and paprika rice. He did alright, and since I just walked into the door from my Contemporary Oz class, Nami had some too, and they were, "Pass, pass, good, good..." So, looks like I passed in my beef strog recipe...:)
So, anyhow, class...missed this morning's class, had a bit of a stomach flu, was not good...enough of that though, Contemporary Oz was so much better. Rob did a great job as the first presentation, on "What is Australia's Image?" as well as a guest lecturer...who's doing her PhD from CSU Wagga...and it was another good class....oh, also, the first thing that they said when I walked in..."Did you bring cheesecake?" Hehe...
So, Grace's blog's backlinked on the right there, I'm now watching 'King Kong' on TV, and talking to Grace too on MSN, so I'll bid you faredewell for the mo...going to have a hell of a week ahead too, so I might try to have an early (er) night that normal...practical training tomorrow and Sunday...and Lee said that he'll be picking me up earlier because he's got to go in to work before we go to TAFE...
N
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