Lost in thought.

"Don't you speak to me in that tone, young man!"
- Josh/Bob, I just call him Bosch now.

Woke up in the morning feeling like P.Diddy. Had a fuck tonne of sleep the night before so it was awesome to be up and revved for a day on the road. Bosch came back from his holiday leave and what a day did he decide to come back, it was hot as ballszzzz. I didn't even realize he left until he came back, I had just assumed he played hooky all this time since that is the kind of impression you get from him. Inalabred. Fate would have it, I was paired up with him and so we got up to all sorts of shenanigans since he's the one I'm most similar to. We convinced customers that we were father and son and got into family disputes, we lived off of the look of confusion we got from others and pissed ourselves laughing the moment we got back into the truck, it's especially funny since he's white. There're are all sorts of things you can do to make the day better, people like to complain about how boring their day is but they don't make an effort to improve it, it's like they secretly get pleasure from a shit day because it gives them something to complain to others about, those are the kinds of people I would like to avoid, it's strange because all of them make the majority that walk the Earth.

Went home, tried to poop and sniffed a pie, I could taste hunger and smell desperation.

Lost In Thought - KOAN Sound

Touchdown.

"Bye Dante!"

- Kevin Le, as he saw him off for work

"Fuck up."

- Dante Le, as he went off for work

Monday is a free day, fuck all happened today. There's quite literally nothing I can talk about so I'll just talk about things I want to talk about, like for instance; my fridge light is broken, so now not only can I not eat anything because the fridge is empty, but now, I can't see how empty my fridge is when I open it for no fucking reason in the middle of the night but I suppose that's a good thing. I can no longer be depressed at how empty my fridge is but I suspect that won't be for much longer. Mumsie's got some dude to live with me so now, I live with my brother and a stranger, you'd think knowing he's a stranger would make you more alert but the dude is practically a ghost, he's been living here for the last week and I only remembered today when I saw him leave the house to go for a walk. It's actually really creepy when I word it like that but seeing it is another thing, weirdly enough. I know he's eventually fill the fridge and live like a total asian while he's here. He's gonna wake up really early every morning JUST to make a glass of bitter coffee, read the paper he cannot even understand while sitting in the back yard smoking, if I had a hammock, everyone would think we were in Vietnam, minus the constant salty smell.

Why are old people so polite? They've seen the most shit, they should be swearing in every breathe, knowing what things were and what they've become but every time I get the pleasure to meet one, they're the nicest beings in the world and they even get startled, offended even when they hear a swear. Maybe it's all the shit they're being fed in those retirement complexes or maybe they've just seen some shit, like, some real shit, shit that's so detrimental, they've become the saints they are. I don't know, I just find it weird. I'll yell at everything for absolutely no reason when I'm old and it's gonna be the best thing ever.

Today was a good Monday :) even though all I did was think about pointless as shit whilst rotting in my own filth.

Touchdown - Vitodito

Homecoming.

"You know, it's really easy to talk about "the right thing to do" when it's not your life."

- Michael Kelso (Ashton Kutcher), from "That 70's Show" Surprisingly deep stuff from someone who is meant to be dumb.

Woke up on Tai's living room floor stiff as fuck (my body, not my penis) so I said "your floor is actually quite comfortable" when what I meant was "you could stab every inch of my body and I wouldn't even blink because of how stiff I am" so I got up and passed out on top of Leon. When everyone came to, Leon was gone to pick up his new ride and the rest of us cleaned up what was left of his house, well, only the small stuff. We needed more resources to start on the bigger things so those were left for later. I started my dangerous pilgrimage to my house and passed out until it was time push Tai out of Poinciana Street and as sad as the rest of the day was, it felt like everything he said were things you would say if you were moving on, and even though he is, it made me think about how stationary I was. To be honest, it felt like I was being left behind, I don't mean it in a sad way, it's more like a "huh.." kinda way.

I got to ride in Bunta's and Taikumi's (LOL SEE WHAT I DID THUR?!) Subaru back and forth, moving the rest of the stuff from Poinciana to Yerongpan and my very little knowledge of moving shit around actually came to be of some use but it wasn't as efficient as it could've been, it's a team effort after all, not pointing out names or anything.... Flynn hahaha. Taikumi drove us to our respective houses and that was that. I can't help but look at his old house when I drive by, the gates are closed and nobody is home, kinda eerie.

I don't think I could've made my Sunday any better. It was my day off but I knew if I were to stay home, I'd do fuck all so having this distraction was a really satisfying feeling, just being around people you haven't seen in ages is rewarding enough, even if you were drenched in sweat half the time. Went to do cardio and abs while catching up with a few gym peeps, watched "That 70's Show" and chilled with Dante and Izzy, t'was an awesome Sunday.

Homecoming - Kanye West & Chris Martin

We'll be coming back

"Hey, I know! I'll use my trusty frying pan, as a drying pan!"

- Brock, a moment of pure genius in the first movie.

Today is my third day in a row working with Stevie, we made some progress today, learnt a lot about him, told me about his fiance and how his engagement party is happening in a few months, we even sang "99 bottles of beer on the wall" but I fucked up when I got to 11 and skipped to 9 so that meant I had to start again, I'm pretty sure he wanted to stab me with a couch at around 60 bottles of beer on the wall. While I'm on the subject of that song; why does the number seven have two syllables? it completely fucks up the entire flow of the song, you gotta say it slightly faster and if you forget to do that, you sound retarded plus, you'll probably forget what number you were up to. I must've spent a good 20 minutes ranting about this to Stevie today. Poor bastard, stuck with me 3 times in a row, had to deal with my shit all day, the fact that we started at 6 in the morning probably didn't help either.

I was meant to help Tai move out today but work took priority, well, I wasn't meant to but I wanted to. I had told him the night before that I wouldn't be able to lend a hand and even though it was completely understandable, I sure felt like a dick turning the dude down but despite me selfishly grinding towards my goals, he invited me and a few others for a chill sesh tonight, seeing as it was his final night there, we figured "fuck it, we'll sleep here too." so Flynn, Leon, Oscar (who went home), Denne and myself played Mario Party and Street fighter til everyone KO'ed due old age, it was quite depressing now that I think about it, we didn't last longer than 3am and to think, just a few years ago, 3am was about the time we would get up, wrestle each other and then get ready for school an hour later. Goddamn, we were monsters back then. Didn't expect to see those guys so soon, I had thought uni had them completely imprisoned until mid-semester break so seeing those guys was dope. Got a compliment or two which made me feel like I was on top of the world. "You've made heaps of gains." - Oscar Tu. oh god, that made me so erect.

We'll Be Coming Back - Calvin Harris & Example

Lightning.

"Oh god, it's Kevin."

- Stevie Reynolds, Troy/God's older brother.

Spent the day working with Stevie, my other mentor. I think it was my second day of work that I was grouped up with Stevie and Craig, he had seemed like the quiet guy but he's just like you or me, just needed a little warming up to is all. Before I knew it, we were singing songs on the radio and laughing at really stupid things, mostly at brand names like "Dixie Cummings" or buildings with giant words like "CockRam" shit like that always makes the day go by faster.

I don't think we did much, then again, there's nothing you can do when you're in a truck for most of the day. We talked about things I can no longer remember while doing deliveries for some very, very wealthy people. You wouldn't believe some of places we deliver for but it shouldn't really surprise me. I mean, if you can afford to shop at Harvey Norman, then you can afford most things because nigga, that joint is pricey as balls.

I can bench my own weight! Being 89 last Christmas wasn't looking too good for me but now that I'm around 70-73kg, I can do shit I never thought I could do before. That was always a milestone for most people, you know, to bench your own weight, when I heard Kiet could bench 100kg, I was dumbfounded, I still am, actually. It's good to have living goals close by at all times, I don't think I will be losing any motivatin anytime soon. I'm probably the last dude to have hit this mark, it's not impressive at all when so many people have already reached and went beyond this point a long time ago but nigga, better late than never.

Was just about to head out to the gym when Tai texted me to see if I wanted to bum at his place since it was gonna be one of his last days there. There're plenty of chances to gym, wish I could say the same with family so we bummed and played Street Fighter til 10 while catching up since I haven't seen the bastard since Christmas. As far as I could tell, nothing had really changed, they still talk to each other on a daily basis online and still give each other shit while playing an insane amount of games so it was relieving to know that none of them are dead and that they're still doing their things.

Lightning - Cash Cash & John Rzeznik

Only for you.

"I'm scared, what do I do?"

Jacqueline Tieu, asking me what to do when she got handed a page-long written note in the gym.

On a normal day, I would have to get to work by 8am, this was not one of those days. Steve called me at 6:30am and asked if I could get to work at 7am that morning, this job really is unpredictable, I bet you I blew him away when I rocked up looking fresh as fuck 30 minutes later. Spent the day with Brad so that meant I had to bring my iPod and that meant a really long trip and that meant going to the coast. I reached that stage where I would no longer be needed to be mentored or reminded how to do so and so, it's good but at the same time, it's scary. Brad told me when we started that he'd keep his mouth shut and leave everything but the driving to me and I got excited and saw it as a challenge, and it was but the more times I did it, the more times I doubted myself. "did I remind them of the CODs" or "Did I tell them everything they needed to know?" those thoughts would constantly be on my mind and work became 10 times more mentally exhausting than it initially was. Brad, the fucker wouldn't even tell me how I was doing until we finished so that didn't help but he reported to Steve that I did good which made me collapse to my knees in relief. "What's wrong Kevy?" he would ask. "Go fuck yourself, Brad." I replied. It was a good day.

Work is more tiring than I gave it credit for. I've been skipping gym more and more often due to passing out the moment I home. There's no way this could continue so I looked at a picture of Dana Linn Bailey and got my ass to the gym, and I'm so glad I did. I exchanged looks with Jacqueline, a chick I spoke to once or twice in high school and made small talk which was dope, I'm more amazed with the fact that she remembered me. Kiet and Jeremy showed up shortly after, I haven't seen either of those guys since Christmas so catching up with them was nice. Kiet got his motorcycle license and Jeremy is still a weirdo. That was about all I could gather from out brief reunion but it was enough, there's plenty of time to catch up and I think I'd like to be overwhelmed with details the next time I see them, the next time I see anyone, really.

Only For You (Maor Levi Remix) - Mat Zo & Rachel K Collier

Dilemma.

"You ever heard the phrase: "Don't take money from strangers."?"

- Kevin Le

"Nope."

- Troy Reynolds.

Today was strange, everyone was pretty on-edge and it seemed like nothing was gonna take the awkwardness out of the air. I remember sitting in one spot for ages waiting to be told to do something but for some reason, something was holding us up and we couldn't get to work, something to do with a late cargo or rather. I got dragged by God (Troy) to do some delivery runs in hopes to get away from the uncomfortable atmosphere and we did. I said some really dumb jokes and that seemed to lift the mood a little and after that, it was smooth sailing, can't say the same for the guys we left behind though...

I received my first tip today! God and I had a delivery for some really nice old ladies and once we were done installing her washing machine, she handed us both $20 notes. It was so strange, Troy took it without a second thought but I literally stood there for a good minute wondering what I should do. My circumstances were telling me "take the fucker" but my gut was all like "hmmm, I don't know, man." I couldn't call Andy because he was at school so I just went with my gut. I waited for the old lady to turn around and I left the note under a jar of jam (typical) and I still have no idea if they know or not. I told God what I did and he told me I might've offended them, as if I pitied them and it blew my mind because I never thought of it that way. There's a lot to life and society that I don't even bother to keep up with it anymore. I probably offended the shit out of those old ladies and wouldn't have a clue, they're probably placing a voodoo curse on me and watching me through a crystal ball at this very moment just because I couldn't take money from people I don't know. But it's strange how your morals and priorities can change when you're working, tips are a bonus instead of "just a strangers money" and I guess I just need a little time for me to start thinking that way but as for right now, I think I'll do whatever feels right. Fuck those old ladies, nah, I kid, dey coo'.

My Facebook hiatus didn't last very long, I got home and wanted my daily dose of food porn and the easiest way to do that was through Facebook, plus, there were events and such I wanted to be updated with so deactivated that thing wasn't such a bright idea. So much for that little spiel about social networking :L Never really know what I lost until it's gone. I hope my toe heals up real soon. 

Dilemma - Nelly & Kelly Rowland