t3h w33k3nd - A Russian BBQ, Kentucky Fried and Thou

Saturday after russian school Masha E agreed to go to coles with me if I'd go to the chemist with her - ran into Toly stacking dollar coins for charity in Bondi Junction - then I went to the beach for the random russian barbecue with my dads mountaineering buddies. Spent most of it playing cards with Anna and Vas.

Parents went swimming with my lil bro sunday morning. I spent way too much time online. Talked to Fritz the random American militant white supremist - Freak City. Convo went something like this:

F: So what have you been doing?
Me: School camp n stuff. U?
F: Oh, I was just out buying ammo for my AK-47.
Me: o_O WTF?? You have an automatic rifle??
F: Yeah, I'll show you. *starts webcam* *waves huge fucking gun around*
Me: O_O Dude, are you like compensating for something or what??

He didn't exactly appreciate my warnings about the extreme ease with which gun-owners can snap and start shooting people. At McDonalds, according to my dad.

Then I went out with Masha R - spent too much time hanging around KFC and stealing her tomatoes while she smoked with her work people, got bored and called Stan et al, who were conveniently at AMF, so we went there. They left half an hour later though, so Masha called her dad to drop me off at home. While we waited we ate at a random turkish place and Masha smoked some more and flirted with the serving guy practically in the same breath as complaining about Diana flirting with every single guy she meets.

I hate Masha's smoking habit - she had like five while I was with her. I have to stay upwind all the time, too.Bleh.

So right now it's lunchtime and im in the computer room cos I have multi next, and i have a cold. Grrr.

Stuff that occurred to me

It regularly amazes me that I have a social life, and like friends n shit. But, I'm not really close to them, because, really, we aren't that close to anyone, are we?

We spend our whole lives trying to understand other people, and maybe it doens't really matter if we never succeed, but it does if we stop trying.

And we casually hurt someone every time we turn around, and we rarely stop to think that other people are just like us, and have the same thoughts and feelings and mood swings and problems and solutions and I'm not really all that special, when you think about it, and neither are you.