Fizzle

sunshine highway

Well it’s Saturday afternoon and I should be studying for about four impending assessments but I have decided to take advantage of fizzles emergence as a truly superior site to rosie(graph that tricky!) Anyway today I decided to boxtel it, one of those foxtel movies you buy, except with the package we have we get two free a month. Anyway I decided to watch Little Miss Sunshine. At first I was skeptical but once it started i knew i had made a truly good decision. It’s about a really dysfunctional family, like really really dysfunctional family, who go on a mad road trip. What makes it so good are the variety of characters; the evil obnoxious dad, the rebellious son, the suicidal uncle the conventional mother, the (awesomely) straight shooting grandpa and the innocent daughter. Anyway I won’t talk more about the plot but I really suggest that you see it. It’s one of those movies that will probably be studied in school in 5 years time, unfortunately I wont get that chance to study it.

Anyway see it, anything with Steve Carrell is good, “you’re invited to the pants party”!

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don’t talk to me

Mizzle’s Review:
Now that i finally have teh internets, i can give my review of the winter camp. the trip up down was quick and most enjoyable given the bora’s heated seats. once arrived though, i was given a swift kick to the baby makers because i wasn’t allowed to spend the camp in hug’s and mine planned shared bed, being forced down to juniors. first i thought, nahs its all good, i’ll go with the trixta, but then i was told us oldies would be with the married couples. oh well. i got to be with soldier and junj, as well as slim and nathan. slim and his finley mates accomplices bullied me no end, and even though i could’ve taken them easy i let them feel cool for a bit. It was also quite enjoyable watching sol (in all seriousness) telling off his leader (slim) and telling us to calm down and get to sleep. at one point i thought slim was gonna bash him, but his self control saved any blues. bummer.

one of the advantages of being friends with taters is that he has a car and was also lazy enough to drive it between campsites. the regulars were taters, luke’s hole, huw and i, leaving room for one more. the first time we had the misfortune of BearFoot™, but once we reeled in brett as a regular and paddy as a once only, the trips were more enjoyable.

my group was average, but at least our leaders had a fight heated discussion on modern day prophesy. i’m glad to say that the presbyterians won.

during the camp i came to realization that hugs is somewhat of a lady killer, (although i think we all knew that already). when he’s not kickyin’ on (or hooking up as van dizzle would put it) i think his life ceases to have meaning. His infatuation with christine grew with each meal and subsequent phantom of the opera discussion, to the point where next time we’re down, we’re gonna be watching said film/musical. don’t hate the playa, just hate the game. my aim in life is to be as sweet with the ladies as hugs/ral is, but i doubt anyone could match his manly prowess. [notable exception of pads o'loughlin]

also deserving a mention are joel and micah, and teasing ford about being a dad.

all in all, camp was fairly rad.

Bizzle’s Review:

well i feel inclined to give a wrap up of winter camp 2007. Well things didn’t start well. When we got there mizzle heard, much to his dismay, that he was to be sleeping down at juniors because he was out of school. my room was good with myself having constant access to luke’s hole, andrew’s lollies and phone on one occasion, ben’s guitar/singing skills and of course duncan’s (aka paddy) rugged Irish looks and his constant humour. a special mention must go to my study leader brett with his good looks and sophisticated Seth Efrican/British accent. the meals were good the sessions average and sunday night well, let’s just say it was no revive concert. the talk on Sunday night was good but seem to have dragged on a bit. i would have to say though that the best part of the camp were mike’s (senior) talks. I’m not going to go into detail but St Davids should never have let him go. the extra free time was good but at times i got quite bored easily. things that i didn’t like were little access to tricky, distance between seniors and juniors and the fact i had to be around people i didn’t like, “don’t talk to us!” i’m sure i have missed some stuff so feel free to add your views.

edit- plus i got to see sylvia again which is always awesome and we all wait to hear the announcement guys.

Tricky’s Review:

So, Winter Camp.

This was one of the best Winter Camps I’ve ever been on. The new venue was sweet.

The drive up on Friday was pretty funny. Most of the NSW coast was in the middle of a hurricane, which kept things interesting.

Let’s play ‘Who Am I?’.

“Daddy how far away is Gundagai?

“Daddy are we going to stop at Gundagai?

“Daddy how far away is Yass?

“Daddy are we going to stop at Yass?

“Aah! That car just went straight in front of us! Did you see that Daddy?

“Don’t change lanes here! That’s oncoming traffic!

“Have you got your lights on? Everyone else does.”

I love Wienckes.

I got switched to junior camp, much to the dismay of Huey and Joshua. Jeremy arrived late so we couldn’t sleep in the same bed dorm. The kiddos in my room were mad quiet. I just told them to sleep and they did.

The food was pretty alright for camp food. I ate tonnes of breakfast so I didn’t need much lunch or tea (they are always much more of a gamble than breakfast). Bacon, (fake) scrambled eggs, and a massive bowl of porridge and yoghurt (not the disaster you would imagine).

My co-leader Kristina was ridiculously immature, and spent most of her time burping, cracking her joints, throwing M&Ms, and slopping food on herself. But she likes Arrested Development, so she’s alright in my books. Plus she won The Keys to Awkward Town at one stage.

My study group was pretty quiet, but they got pumped for all the activities. They also enjoyed throwing things at each other. Including M&Ms, and gum nuts. Nick hit himself in the head with an iron bar at one stage, and we kicked butt in a few of the competition games, even though our average height was 1.3 metres, and Kristina bought our average coordination down to ‘two weeks before birth’ level.

One game involved having nail polish applied. When I got home I discovered that my sister doesn’t have any nail polish, and hence no nail polish remover, as she realises she doesn’t need nail polish to be awesome. Which is cool, except that nail polish is not something I normally wear to work. Sylvia saved the day with an idea, and I spent half an hour with some Methylated Spirits, and it was faded enough for no one to notice.

The talks were great, the last one was especially good, some pretty simple yet heavy stuff about the end times and what that means for our relationship with God was explained with good clarity.

The last night was tops. Best in recent years. Some racist Asian guy spoke, and he was amusing enough. He didn’t pump up the emo or anything, and just explained facts with clear illustration. The band was poor I’m afraid. I got up to the front row and yelled for Revive at Yager, and got an awesome amount of weird looks which entertained me no end. Crazily enough, Andrew and Nat accompanied me, and Andy had a bit of a yell at Yager too. Heh, gold.

The main highlight of that night, and indeed the whole camp, was Josh’s call during the bzzt game. In a moment of silence before the first action he said, as only he can, ‘Ooh, I pre-empted it’. You definitely had to be there, but in the situation – I was already laughing quite a bit – I fell on the floor and cried.

After the game, Jeremy, Sylvia, Lucas, (I love) Lynda, Nathan, and I hung out and just laughed at random stuff. There’s something about a group of way overtired ‘adults’ sitting and doing nothing but act like ten year olds.

Other highlights included Muz’s hole (always a winner), and Huw joking about me marrying Sylvia and then saying “Seriously, do it” as if saying that would actually make me do it right then and there.

On the way home we stopped at the Niagara Cafe, which was hilariously funny, but that’s too hard to explain. Kimrad, TT, and Laurizzle get it.

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