Ljp86
West Coast Eagles - 2018 AFL Premiers!!
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Precisely. I was a pretty good student in year 10, and was advised I would be "smart" enough to do Chemistry. Anyway, I ended up doing 6 TEE in year 11, and failed Chem by 1% (which I pretty shitted off about).
Year 12 I pretty much just bludged my way through...mainly because I was sick of my English teacher telling me I wouldn't get far in uni because of my essay writing style, and because I was also battling a few personal problems inside my head and at home. I scraped through with 51% in English (all I was aiming for...a graduation). Ended up with a TER of 58.3 or something like that...
Anyway, was pretty upset but meh. I got offered a place in the Notre Dame Tertiary Enabling program and it was probably the best thing ever. It's just essay writing skills (something I obviously needed), research skills, maths skills etc. I ended up with an average of D's, and got HD's for all my essays...funny, considering I almost failed Year 12 English.
To put a long story short...I'm not even 20 yet, have got my Retail 2 Certificate (did that in 06 when I was full time at Maccas), have experienced full time work and management in a workplace, have travelled overseas to Malaysia and Vietnam, am halfway through a degree as of Easter, don't live at home and am in an awesome relationship.
If you can't be bothered reading the above...all it basically means is **** TEE.![]()
English was my worst subject by a mile. Hated it ever since year 8 and I only ever got a B once throughout the entire five years I put up with that shit. Hated essay writing, reading texts, oral presentations and all the other stuff associated with English. Most of it is a load of crap anyway. Year 12 English I got 52% to go with my 50% in Year 11. Fair to say English sucked major balls.
Now seeing as the RDT is drawing to a close i must leave it memorable.
Seeing i've waited for a long time for Anti to come clean on his weekend adventure i shall take it upon myself to.
Anyway Saturday night my mates went out for another mates birthday (just to keep it interesting Cockie was there) i wasnt though, i sorta like dogged em, not really anyway.
I wake up with a missed call on my phone around 2.30am thinking wtf and then im told of the epic events that unfolded for Anti and the rest of my mates on the way home from the party.
So he and 2 other mates catch a taxi home and the other 2 are dropped off leaving Anti and this biggish weird looking taxi fellow, they keeping up the general chitchat on the way home and the taxi guy goes to anti. "Hey you're pretty tall hey 6'5+ ay", and anti more than likely intoxicated and tired was like mehhh yeh i guesss. Taxi guys like you know what they say bout tall guys, they've got nice, big c*cks. I bet yours is nice hey... anti sort've in disbelief at what he just heard was like huh what.... and the taxi dude was like you heard right, you know you could get discount if you want.
Anti procedes to burst out laughing, long story short the taxi driver drops him off, Anti runs off telling everyone immediately and the taxi dude gives him $5 discount, nothing suss Anti but do tell what you did to get $5 off??
Not bad, mine's better though. Mate of a mine, let's call him D, had a girlfriend a while back, not a bad sort.
Anyway, D and his girlfriend were hooking up one time and she went to go down on him but he had already blown.
End story.





