Heh I’m a naughty boy – I’ve been up late before school but it’s been productive, I’ve been watching my Jesus Christ Superstar DVD, somehow I’m getting pre-empitively pumped for the impending (4 months away) production.

A mate and I were singing some show tunes today during backstage, and this evening Nadine and Phona were talking about it in the chat, so I started the old DVD player up and noticed for the first time the HUGELY obvious ties between it and other Andrew Lloyd Webber musicals. Notably Joseph and the technicolour dreamcoat and Phantom of the opera. I noticed huge similarities in musical structure, vocal choice and just general vibe. Interesting I never picked up on it before…. Anyway enough of Pete’s music critic segment… on to sleep!

Today was the first dress rehearsal for the play which opens on Wednesday night. For some reason the director has added bits and cut bits, to make the play more ‘contemporary’ and Australian. The greek actors in it are full on stereotypical wogs, with the greek aussie accent and the adidas gear. It’s really quite funny, and suprisingly good considering the drastic changes to the original Shakespeare.
After the rehearsal ended at 6pm the stage crew had to stay behind to finish up the set and do some other shit. The tech crew (lighting and sound) however were getting lights done properly, and so it was too dark to work. We hung around in the auditorium waiting, and eating food and drink that we had bought for 2 hours before giving up and going home without doin gany work. The entire 2 hours was spent gossiping about top 30 hot girls at school, top 10 fugly girls and generally annoying or hatable guys. In fact I don’t think we strayed from those topics of conversation for the entire time. Quite impressive what a bunch of blokes can do when let be.

Pete

YAYAY I love the end of daylight savings. At 3am this morning all of south-eastern Australia moved back an hour to signal the end of summer time (AKA Daylight savings). One extra hour of sleep!

The only problem is in October, the process repeats and we LOSE an hour of sleep… damn leprechauns.. blame the leprechauns.

Pete

Stupid greed. Coke have a genius marketing ploy in action at the moment, where, between March 3rd and May 31st if you collect 15 labels from 600ml(almost discernable from the US 20 ounce), 1.25L(42oz) or 2L (68oz) bottles and take them to HMV, you can buy a discman for 35 bucks. I suppose I have until the end of May, but I’m impatient, and 15 bottles seems a fair shite load. I need someone to guzzle for me. *looks over at Nadine*

Pete

I swam a decent time this morning for the breaststroke, but my unofficial times all sucked ass. No motivation. eh. I now have to wait and see whether (I think it was 36s) my time was good enough for Wednesday finals. dum dum duuuum.

The volleyballers lost in the grand final today against caulfield grammar. Damn caulfield pansies

Pete

Hmm I found these on the aquatics website this evening, among others. Click for full size photos in a new window.

Play an action packed game! Find Pete in all photos (one is a gimme)!

Pete

When dad discovered late last year that he had a cancer in his lung, it was actually a desmoid tumour in his abdominal cavity that triggered him to get tests done. At that stage it was a large, potato sized lump (think BIG potato, like two fists together) in his belly, but after they found a malignent growth in the lung, the doctors forgot (or at least dismissed) the larger, but non-cancerous tumour. Considering Dad has finally recovered from that last surgical procedure, the doctors thought it was time to fuck him up again and get the desmoid out. The surgury was today, while I was at school, and it failed.

The tumour has attached itself to his duodenum (his digestive juice making equipment), and was impossible to get off without taking the duodenum with it. THEN to make matters worse he’s been haemmoraging all afternoon, and has been placed in intensive care. Thankgod he’s got private hospital care and one of the best surgeons in the country – I’d hate to see what a public hospital would have done to him. It looks like we might be in a spot of trouble for the next few weeks, not to mention a tumour that will be mega pissed off it was prodded and cut but left intact. Anyway I’ve got to get off to swimming – only 6 days to go!

Pete

APS Finals teams were released today – they are preliminary and undergo another round of selection after saturdays last meet before Wednesday finals, but it’s looking good, I make an appearance in the breaststroke relay, although I was dumped from my 200m freestyle #%!@#%
CLICK for bigger piccy

Pete

Happy 17th Birthday Lauren, hope you have a good one.

BIIIGG night tonight – came home, got yelled at from parent/teacher interviews that didn’t go so well. Had a couple of letters addressed to me, including dum dum dum duuum one from the school….

Congratulations Peter, you have been selected for the Wesley College APS swimming finals team for the 4th April at MSAC.
YAYYAYAY! That means I get colours (possibly honours!) and a 1sts badge aswell!!!!!

Pete

Heh my brother twisted mum and dad’s arm last week into having a party.

It was last night.

He promised that it was less than 80 coming, and to ensure that, the olds hired a bouncer for the front door. I made myself scarce by going to a party on the other side of town, but when I returned at 1:30 highly inebriated, there were still a good 50 milling around and causing a ruckus. Dad threw them out soon afterwards, and we all went to bed.

OH my GOD it was an amazing damage report this morning. Andrew, a mate that had stayed and I were all hungover like bitches, but dad got us all up early and handed Bluzer and Andrew a couple of bags and told them to start cleaning. I ventured out the front to have a look for damage on the street, and what I found was unbelievable:

- Vomit throughout the garden
- Glass fragments EVERYWHERE within 20 metres of the house
- Half the neighbours brick fence was broken off
- Tree up the street had large branch snapped off and dragged into the front yard
- Car across the road ($110,000 BMW X5) got scratched to fuck with god knows what
- Mud extensively brought throughout the house
As well as just the standard reek throughout the house – it’ll take days to leave

Although I was completely innocent, not being around when any of this happened nor having anything to do with the party, I still had to go up the street and saw the damaged tree branch off and coat it in that tar-like pruning paint so as not to kill the tree. I also had to endure abuse from angry neighbours who didn’t get to sleep till 2:30ish

I was however thoroughly impressed by little bro’s work. My 16th was nothing like that. similar size, and as high a level of drunkeness, but far less damage to the house/surrounds

Pete