Previously, on...This.

Guess who's back, back again.

Yep. It's the dude with the face!


So you might be thinking:
"What the hell, you lazy douche-muffin? What's with the no-posty?"

...Okay so you're not, because that would mean you were an avid SMVHW reader, of which there are none. But there is a good reason why this blog has been flat-lining for a while.

You see, in the last blog post, I pretended to be an emo. I must have pretended too hard or something, because the emo-ness actually killed me. Unfortunately, the emo-related death counted as a suicide, so 4 months was added to my respawn timer. I'll try to avoid ever doing that again.

Or I'm just incredibly lazy and have better and more shiny things to look at and play with than this thing. Believe whatever you want.

Anyway, the reason I'm here again is because:

1. I've respawned
2. My friend Chris reminded me that I have a blog

His initial suggestion to write a new blog entry was met with my whining about me having blogger's block, so he then suggested I write something about "Whatever the shit you are doing at that place you go to that is much greater than ANU."


...Kay!

I thought about what exactly to write about for a few minutes, then decided it'd be much simpler to do a list of some of the deep philosophical things my classmates and I have said during our time at the AIE so far. It should help give a clearer idea of what I'm currently doing education-wise, what I hope to achieve, and my progress.

So, in no particular order, here's the quotes:


"Why does everything you model have a giant dong attached to it?"

"I'm gonna go get my meat on."

"♪Doo doo. Doo-be-doo, doo-be-doo-be doo doo.♪"

"Alright, log out of the games guys, time to do some work. Hey look! A pair of Korean chicks dancing around singing the DDR theme!"

"Is it because you smell?"
"It's because ya mum smells... like my dick."

"Ohhhh Squirrel... your chainsaw is so big!"

"It's Nigel the disco space magician, here to defeat the intergalactic KKK!"

"Mr Body Massage Machine Go!"

*buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...*
"Okay, you won."
*...rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrp*
"G.I. Jooooeee!"

"Take about five dozen eggs, start putting 'em in a bowl, mix the... FUCK out of 'em, and whaddaya get?"
"PENIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"OH MY GOD. WHY IS THERE SO MUCH BIRD SHIT ON THIS OVAL?!"

"I will destroy you."

"Shut up about batteries, you idiot."

"Back in a sec guys, just gonna go lock the door..."
...
"...So what did he want?"
"He wanted us to make a game where you're a religious leader and you have to beat up the Pope."

"I'll come play if you stop talking about playing and just play."

"We should link up those 360s and play Pong."

"We're all a bunch of parrots, aren't we?"
"Yeah, we are."
"Definitely parrots."
"Yep. All parrots."
"We certainly are parrots."
"Are we though?"
"Yeah, are we?"
"We are, aren't we?"
"Are we?"
"Do you reckon we're parrots?"

"Seeing as how we've got the nerf guns out now, do you wanna take the other class hostage?"
"Yeah ok."

"Aww nuu, I'm beached as!"
"I don't get why you all think it's so funny."
"Aww bruu, it's funny as!"

"I had to put a giant mobile phone suit on and stand around for a while."

"TRAAACTORRR!"

"WHERE'S MY WIIIIIIIIIFE?!"


Hopefully that list gave you a bit of an insight into the complex and rigorous training we are currently undergoing.

Now I'm off again, gonna go do something even less productive than this. Maybe I'll start updating more often. Maybe not.
Only time will tell.
And time is socially inept and hardly speaks at all, so you'll have to work hard to get an answer out of him.



-Squirrel245


"21! There is a taxi cab outside awaiting his fare. Slay him."

- The Monarch