EL Natura EL

To drink or not to drink?.... Staring at the bottle of liquid courage I contemplated whether I should twist open a world of slurred speech, clumsiness and a whole lottaa fun! Ahhh why the hell not? I deserved it, or at least I thought I did. After 365 days the sweet sweet taste.. or should I say the bitter terrible taste of Crown Lager finally channeled down my throat and into my bloodstream. The fun begins...

It's that time of the year again, my friend down the road "En" is having his annual saint day celebrations, or in his native tongue "Slava" which is Serbian. This meant a night of exotic food and heavy drinking for some, but mostly it's a celebration between family and friends to reflect on their religious beliefs? At least that was my impression... I arrived at 8:30 with my friend Jonny D, which I thought was fashionably late haha.. since it commenced at 6 or so? no maybe not... with the usual initiations upon entering En presented us with a tray which contained a glass of whine and a plate of wheat. The wine symbolizing Christ blood and wheat the body of Christ? which we eat a spoonful of and down a sip of wine, mmmm... blood.

It's always daunting for me to walk into a room full one's family and friends which I have never met, especially at a cultural religious gathering since I don't resemble anyone from Serbian origins or from this world in that matter.. hhaha. I guess the meet and greet was the easy part, with a quick wave and a sincere smirk.. smile I mean, it was done! I was accepted in my mind. Now I had to be seated, which is the tricky part... do I just intrude onto any seat or what? I mustered some courage and just took some random seat, there.. not as awkward as I thought. En proceeded across the room and seated himself next to me, "wheres Jonny?" Well apparently he just left... what a "fail" as he would say.

Initially I was just going to finnish the beer En gave me and stop there, but after a 1/4 of a bottle the drunken beast inside me awakens from its year long slumber. I was in "Cyber space", pink elephants and clowns everywhere.. nah but it was the good ol' tipsy feeling that I longed for. The drunkeness manifests my once rational soul and now I crave for more!!!! moree. Two shots of "rakia" later everyone in the room was oblivious to me and to everyone else in the room I was just some guy that was laughing at the wall...haha.

Well pretty uneventful I guess but in the eyes of a drunk it was pure bliss. For the next few hours more friends arrived to join my entourage of crap jokes and laughing fits. Met some pretty cool people, well I think I might of met these people before from the previous year but I don't remember... One was a guy I nicknamed "Heavy Drinker" and Heavy Drinkers wife and I think his lil sister as well, Mini Drinker. Even Mini Drinker out drank me and still appeared sober. Can't really remember what we were talking about, I think it was drinking? and funny cars called Yogo, (reminded me of yogurt and Yogi bear)
Other highlights included the God father (En's father) dancing his tribe dance and random guy playing tamberine on our heads to the music.

Was it worth it? was it worth hindering protien synthesis and lowering testosterone production for such a breif moment of bliss? My rotting brian seems to think so, lifes not perminant.. don't take it too seriously ay?

Side notes: Serbian people are born tall and can drink immeasurable amounts of liquor, make delicious food, play musical instruments on peoples head? and are very appealing visually in female form...

giggity giggity gooo


Mr X

Jabba da hut

22k 22k 22k 22k 22k 22k 22k..... The monstrous Jabba systematically recites a transistor code aimlessly, his motive remains an enigma till this day. "Abu dabu wabu wabu" yerr... wtf? and no I'm not writing a new Star Wars adaptation, this is my weekly electronics class with possibly the most unearthly human? being as our educator, by the way he does mumble and make strange noises that we can't decipher.

Jabba as I call him or commonly known as Mr Yosif, it is in its mid 400's? (40's) stands about 5ft 9 horizontally... he is a reminiscent splitting image of the character "Jabba the Hut" which featured in the blockbuster movie "Star Wars", in fact he would of been perfect for the role of Jabba, no need for costumes and animaltronic models. He is a tyrant as he is in the movie, but I have to admit there are moments where you have to show luv to this thing? (guy). Having said that it is mostly due to his bizarre sense of humor and behavior that some find him bearable.

Well we were ready for a practical session of class, while we line up for our transistor components Jabba is heard reciting 22k... it just kept on reap eating itself.... 22k 22k 22k 22k, we were well done with receiving components for our exercise but Jabba persists with his recital? Some could say he was retarded for about 30 minutes just perched there on his stool and repeating a code, and do I have information that may prove him mentally disabled.

Without fail he would materialize? lol (his an alien) in front of pupils that had applied hair product and advised them he could hustle cheap hair gel from bunnings warehouse? lol "Ask for Jason at bunnings to get you 1 litre of Gel for $20 so you can just dip you head in each day" No I've never asked for Jason to realize if this deal was legitimate but I assume it was dodgy, and it didn't help when he spoke with a thick alien accent? I once had an eerie encounter with Jaba.

It was early morning, I had arrived at school earlier than usual to hand in my assignment. Making a hasty entrance through the electronics lab I discovered Jaba slithering (he was crawling on all 4's, yes wtf) toward the entrance of the neighbouring classroom. Concealing himself behind the wall of the entrance he "shhhhed" me and whispered "I'm trying to scare Mr Anderson", I was bowled over to say the least but there was laughter racing through my mind. I said sir what the F@#k are you doing, which startled Mr Anderson who briskly made his way towards us. I think he was dumbfounded.... whats going on??? I don't even know.

Hilarious times they were but I the most memorable if not one of, is the time when he had a bogger hanging out of his nostril for the entire lesson. The class was in hysterics but he couldn't figure out what was so humorous to us. Ahhh... love hate relationship to sum it up, will elaborate on the hate in future.

Mr X.

Yo Gotti

Hi Guise/Gurls

Traveling back in time is impossible at the moment so I guess the next best thing I can do to relive those moments I cherish and enjoyed so much is to interpret through words, or photos. Unfortunately I didn't take much if any photos, as you know a picture says a thousand words. I've been contemplating on writing a blog/book whatever for a while now but my lazy ways prevailed as always, and to my friends wondering how did I get off my gluteus maximus and start typing, well I was kind of influenced by other blogs I've read and watched. Also I have noticed my brain power diminishing due to an absence of further education and mundane daily activities. Those of you who know me probably thinking "what brain power did you have in school?" well I had some decent brian power to imagine some decent excuses for being late and explainations to my parents on why I didnt go to school for a couple of days (suspended).

Hopefully this blog/slab of writing will help me link brain cells to brain cells and reduce catobolism in my brian? lol. I may not have the most elite writing skills but I will endeavour to retell some forgotten/treasured memories in my life, by the way english was the subject I excelled most so rest assure that I will be able to construct a proper sentence with minimal spelong mistaks? Many of you might be pondering I dont want to be in some guys blog so for privacy reasons I will have fake names for my buddies and aquantences, oh and I also will remain annomynous. I will from now on call my self "Mr X", and yes I did steal that from "The Simpsons". Establishments and geographical areas I will named... maybe, as I have commited certain acts that may become recognized in those areas.

Now, I am kind of deciding whether to commence with most current events or go way baaaaaack back into time or just randomly as I please. I must admit nothing beats school days and compared to my current happenings I consider my weekends and lesuire time to be quite dull, it's true when the oldies use to tell us you will miss school and don't grow up too quickly enjoy the youth. I can already see my friends transforming into old and boring people, hopefully the future posts I make will help them reflect Nspire them to make the most of life and enjoy it as much as we did back in the old days.

Well theres not much else I can think of for an introduction and it really feels liberating to express yourself in word form. I can only hope my life remains as adventure filled as the past so I can add more stories to this blog/words to reflect upon when I'm old bald and fat.... hopefully my soul would have passed on before this happens haha.Well enjoy my dribble and I hope to get atleast one or two readers to give me feed back.

Mr X.