2010
01/01/10 @ 00:01 - Deen dance floor with KC & JC
The decade started off with me on the dancefloor of The Deen with JC and KC. We had gone to JB's house in Wattle Grove to see in the new year but had soon departed after Jas and Kiel decided that there might be more action in Northbridge. A few days later I headed south to Southbound with a lively Wattle Grove crew + JH & BB. This was a long trip: departed Thursday night and arrived back Monday afternoon. We camped hard with three tents and drank a bit. I had my wristband confiscated shortly after arriving and subsequently had all of the alcohol in my shorts taken away from me - not a good start. Apart from that, this was a good trip.
2010 was one of my favourite years of the decade but it started off shaky and I was once again put on conditional standing at uni after I failed another two units. This was another wake up call - post grad was harder than I thought and I have attention from women which is new for me. My drinking was probably out of control too *shakes head, but young Scott was a loose unit. The real narrative of 2010 for many of us was that of redemption. Cougars had lost all three grand finals in footy the year before and we had entered all three of those matches as heavy favourites. In that hostile environment on that ground that I don’t really like, we lost and I felt that I had let the club down. 2010 looked to be a much tougher proposition than the previous year, as we were always going to have to beat Scarborough to make it up to B Grade and they were effectively an A Grade club.
Towards the end of July and during September, I remember trying to apply myself more at uni and thinking to keep taking footy one week at a time because I did not think we could beat Scarborough - I didn't see any point thinking too far into the future. I also remember going out to Rubix and Capitol most of these weekends and these were good nights.
Our last five matches went LOSS - Scarborough (big loss), LOSS - High Wycombe, WIN - High Wycombe, Loss - Scarborough (even bigger loss), WIN - High Wycombe (only by about a goal - I had only had 1.5 - 2 hrs of sleep before this game because of a uni mid sem test, so hectic) and then somehow we were in the Grand Final. This was going to be a big game. The lead up week to this match was pretty intense and I knew how much it meant to everyone. I was going into this match prepared to get hurt, just to redeem myself... intense. The day finally came and I rocked up half time of the ressies match as usual. It was overcast which I liked and this time colts had won and ressies were ahead at half time, which was a direct contrast to the year before. The pre-game addresses were pretty deep and very moving, you could see this meant a lot to everyone. There was no mucking around like usual and it was pretty intense.
Ressies won and our game was about to start - the pressure was on. If we won, we would go up to B Grade and if we lost we would stay in C Grade for out fifth straight year. The match started and we were just managing to hold on, this continued on during the second quarter. He were down at half time but nowhere near as bad as our previous two outings. I still didn't really think about winning or even that we could win, I just kept thinking about focusing on every single moment and just trying my best in every contest.
The third quarter things seemed to pick up a bit in our favour and people started to believe that we could match it with S'borough. This was the first time in the match that I felt some level of optimism. The fourth quarter came and it was pretty tight and we were still behind. I was now thinking that we were actually going to run out of time and we would end up losing by less than a goal but literally out of nowhere Merce kicked a goal from a throw in and for the first time in probably two months, the idea that we might actually win was possible. I nearly messed up again with only one or two minutes remaining, if things didn't go our way they would have taken the ball that went through my hands and ran 75 metres into an open goal... this would not have been good. Fittingly though, the god that is B Baker was behind me, he kicked it to Toby and then Toby kicked it to Cory. Cory literally marked right on the boundary 45 metres from goal and yet he still converted his kick to give up a seven point lead. The siren went and it was crazy! I was so cathartic and was trying to hide the fact that I was crying - I felt so relieved, like an enormous burden had been lifted off of my shoulders, one that I had been carrying with me for 12 months. This was the start of a good period for me, perhaps my favourite of the decade.
These celebrations went on for at least three days. I was trying to focus on uni but Kal Cup came, so did Parklife and a few nights out and then it was late October and we were going to Phuket. This Phuket trip was one of the most enjoyable trips of my life - I guess drinking every night wasn't ideal but it was pretty amazing listening to music every night, having zero worries (except uni for me) and spending time drinking with friends every day and night for eight nights, in such a vibrant environment.
This good energy continued on for the remainder of the year. It was a good year.
2011
The decade started off with me on the dancefloor of The Deen with JC and KC. We had gone to JB's house in Wattle Grove to see in the new year but had soon departed after Jas and Kiel decided that there might be more action in Northbridge. A few days later I headed south to Southbound with a lively Wattle Grove crew + JH & BB. This was a long trip: departed Thursday night and arrived back Monday afternoon. We camped hard with three tents and drank a bit. I had my wristband confiscated shortly after arriving and subsequently had all of the alcohol in my shorts taken away from me - not a good start. Apart from that, this was a good trip.
2010 was one of my favourite years of the decade but it started off shaky and I was once again put on conditional standing at uni after I failed another two units. This was another wake up call - post grad was harder than I thought and I have attention from women which is new for me. My drinking was probably out of control too *shakes head, but young Scott was a loose unit. The real narrative of 2010 for many of us was that of redemption. Cougars had lost all three grand finals in footy the year before and we had entered all three of those matches as heavy favourites. In that hostile environment on that ground that I don’t really like, we lost and I felt that I had let the club down. 2010 looked to be a much tougher proposition than the previous year, as we were always going to have to beat Scarborough to make it up to B Grade and they were effectively an A Grade club.
Towards the end of July and during September, I remember trying to apply myself more at uni and thinking to keep taking footy one week at a time because I did not think we could beat Scarborough - I didn't see any point thinking too far into the future. I also remember going out to Rubix and Capitol most of these weekends and these were good nights.
Our last five matches went LOSS - Scarborough (big loss), LOSS - High Wycombe, WIN - High Wycombe, Loss - Scarborough (even bigger loss), WIN - High Wycombe (only by about a goal - I had only had 1.5 - 2 hrs of sleep before this game because of a uni mid sem test, so hectic) and then somehow we were in the Grand Final. This was going to be a big game. The lead up week to this match was pretty intense and I knew how much it meant to everyone. I was going into this match prepared to get hurt, just to redeem myself... intense. The day finally came and I rocked up half time of the ressies match as usual. It was overcast which I liked and this time colts had won and ressies were ahead at half time, which was a direct contrast to the year before. The pre-game addresses were pretty deep and very moving, you could see this meant a lot to everyone. There was no mucking around like usual and it was pretty intense.
Ressies won and our game was about to start - the pressure was on. If we won, we would go up to B Grade and if we lost we would stay in C Grade for out fifth straight year. The match started and we were just managing to hold on, this continued on during the second quarter. He were down at half time but nowhere near as bad as our previous two outings. I still didn't really think about winning or even that we could win, I just kept thinking about focusing on every single moment and just trying my best in every contest.
The third quarter things seemed to pick up a bit in our favour and people started to believe that we could match it with S'borough. This was the first time in the match that I felt some level of optimism. The fourth quarter came and it was pretty tight and we were still behind. I was now thinking that we were actually going to run out of time and we would end up losing by less than a goal but literally out of nowhere Merce kicked a goal from a throw in and for the first time in probably two months, the idea that we might actually win was possible. I nearly messed up again with only one or two minutes remaining, if things didn't go our way they would have taken the ball that went through my hands and ran 75 metres into an open goal... this would not have been good. Fittingly though, the god that is B Baker was behind me, he kicked it to Toby and then Toby kicked it to Cory. Cory literally marked right on the boundary 45 metres from goal and yet he still converted his kick to give up a seven point lead. The siren went and it was crazy! I was so cathartic and was trying to hide the fact that I was crying - I felt so relieved, like an enormous burden had been lifted off of my shoulders, one that I had been carrying with me for 12 months. This was the start of a good period for me, perhaps my favourite of the decade.
These celebrations went on for at least three days. I was trying to focus on uni but Kal Cup came, so did Parklife and a few nights out and then it was late October and we were going to Phuket. This Phuket trip was one of the most enjoyable trips of my life - I guess drinking every night wasn't ideal but it was pretty amazing listening to music every night, having zero worries (except uni for me) and spending time drinking with friends every day and night for eight nights, in such a vibrant environment.
This good energy continued on for the remainder of the year. It was a good year.
2011
01/01/11 @ 00:01 - at Black & White party on Crawley foreshore with Lesmurdie crew
2011, interesting. My sleeping habits perhaps the most out of control of all time? Lots of winter Saturday nights at Capitol? Have good fortune, can housesit in Freo for four months. Footy not going well, I have groin injury and cannot play, my sleeping habits became the most extreme that they had ever been. The worst it got was when I went to bed at 11am in the morning, woke up at sunset i.e. 530pm, had an afternoon nap anytime between 12am - 3am and then went back to bed around 8am or so in the morning. Sleeping in a big, empty house by yourself I felt like I could forget about time, live in my own world, fall asleep whenever and watch 150 - 170 Naruto Shippuden episodes undisturbed at night, thanks to Goat’s internet. One time I even tried to walk home from Hip-E club to Freo in May but only made it to the Perth Zoo - so cold.
My 5.5 year tenure at Curtin University finally finishes - I will miss this place. Decide to go to Phuket again so book holiday. I was basically out of money and this is when I signed up to "The Brotherhood" (Toll). My first shift was with T-Man at a refrigerated warehouse in Welshpool, loading and unloading meat boxes into trailers at 5am in the morning. This went for five weeks, along with work for two other Toll employers and I was ready to leave but thankfully I was offered work at the Toll Ipec depot in Hazlemere, which is what I wanted all along. I will never forget my first shift there on a Friday afternoon, it was like a ray of light had come into my life. I will try not to make this post too lengthy so I will cut things short.
End of September = Phuket. Phuket quiet, lots of rain. Go to nightclub every night. Some NRL players there, Dustin Martin too? One night go to nightclub, maybe 8 people there, then go on Saturday, now more like 200 people there... this definitely rainy season.
2011, interesting. My sleeping habits perhaps the most out of control of all time? Lots of winter Saturday nights at Capitol? Have good fortune, can housesit in Freo for four months. Footy not going well, I have groin injury and cannot play, my sleeping habits became the most extreme that they had ever been. The worst it got was when I went to bed at 11am in the morning, woke up at sunset i.e. 530pm, had an afternoon nap anytime between 12am - 3am and then went back to bed around 8am or so in the morning. Sleeping in a big, empty house by yourself I felt like I could forget about time, live in my own world, fall asleep whenever and watch 150 - 170 Naruto Shippuden episodes undisturbed at night, thanks to Goat’s internet. One time I even tried to walk home from Hip-E club to Freo in May but only made it to the Perth Zoo - so cold.
My 5.5 year tenure at Curtin University finally finishes - I will miss this place. Decide to go to Phuket again so book holiday. I was basically out of money and this is when I signed up to "The Brotherhood" (Toll). My first shift was with T-Man at a refrigerated warehouse in Welshpool, loading and unloading meat boxes into trailers at 5am in the morning. This went for five weeks, along with work for two other Toll employers and I was ready to leave but thankfully I was offered work at the Toll Ipec depot in Hazlemere, which is what I wanted all along. I will never forget my first shift there on a Friday afternoon, it was like a ray of light had come into my life. I will try not to make this post too lengthy so I will cut things short.
End of September = Phuket. Phuket quiet, lots of rain. Go to nightclub every night. Some NRL players there, Dustin Martin too? One night go to nightclub, maybe 8 people there, then go on Saturday, now more like 200 people there... this definitely rainy season.
After Phuket I vowed that I would stop drinking as much. This was an end of old ways in some regards. NYE for 2011 was not as lively as the one prior also. Where 2010 ended with lots of excitement, 2011 not as much.
2012
01/01/12 @ 00:01 - East Perth foreshore Nautical Party with Noonty, Bird, Will
Year starts, low on money so work at Toll and unload trailers every morning. 5am starts are tough, 5am used to be my bedtime. Do this for a few months until I pay off debt with mum. Sometimes I drive to Spanish lesson after Toll - I am so tired, I make sure I not crash. Start applying hard for accounting jobs on Seek. First interview I go to in West Perth I get offered the job. This is a tax job but I have to set up my own ABN to do this? I think job market must be good so I hold off until I get another job offer, hopefully no ABN either... bad move, next job does not come for a long time, I must wait.
One night, walking to my car after footy training with KC & Coote, here about Coote’s secret fitness class, I am not sure what to expect but I am def interested. I have been searching for this for awhile, I need to get stronger. This is when I met CrossFit - intense! I am hooked.
In footy I am playing back pocket every week, not much going on, our team too strong, I go for a run Saturday afternoon after I get home from footy to make sure I stay fit for CrossFit. CrossFit had become life and ressies was all about staying injury free until the finals.
Somehow get knocked out of finals in footy, must not ever let this happen again.
We go to Ginger a bit in 2012, I feel perhaps that I don’t belong but perhaps what I really feel is that I really want to focus on getting a serious job.
2012 about YaYa’s, Northbridge, becoming a super Saiyan with Crossfit, running 17km’s home from YaYa’s in October, being in Phuket one night eating dinner in restaurant, it’s rainy and lively, Gangnam Style comes on again and young aussie guy with parents, siblings on holiday, gets on outside stage and starts dancing. These nights always seem to be overcast, 2012 is weird too because world is coming to an end?
Year starts, low on money so work at Toll and unload trailers every morning. 5am starts are tough, 5am used to be my bedtime. Do this for a few months until I pay off debt with mum. Sometimes I drive to Spanish lesson after Toll - I am so tired, I make sure I not crash. Start applying hard for accounting jobs on Seek. First interview I go to in West Perth I get offered the job. This is a tax job but I have to set up my own ABN to do this? I think job market must be good so I hold off until I get another job offer, hopefully no ABN either... bad move, next job does not come for a long time, I must wait.
One night, walking to my car after footy training with KC & Coote, here about Coote’s secret fitness class, I am not sure what to expect but I am def interested. I have been searching for this for awhile, I need to get stronger. This is when I met CrossFit - intense! I am hooked.
In footy I am playing back pocket every week, not much going on, our team too strong, I go for a run Saturday afternoon after I get home from footy to make sure I stay fit for CrossFit. CrossFit had become life and ressies was all about staying injury free until the finals.
Somehow get knocked out of finals in footy, must not ever let this happen again.
We go to Ginger a bit in 2012, I feel perhaps that I don’t belong but perhaps what I really feel is that I really want to focus on getting a serious job.
2012 about YaYa’s, Northbridge, becoming a super Saiyan with Crossfit, running 17km’s home from YaYa’s in October, being in Phuket one night eating dinner in restaurant, it’s rainy and lively, Gangnam Style comes on again and young aussie guy with parents, siblings on holiday, gets on outside stage and starts dancing. These nights always seem to be overcast, 2012 is weird too because world is coming to an end?
To end it all, we left our beloved house in Wattle Grove - this was tough. One night week after, I wake up with strong dream about 22 years of memories from this house, I cry #tough very intense dream.
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