<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:55:28.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sinkers stories</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-113341681385874839</id><published>2005-11-30T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T22:06:03.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well its been a while since i did this but i guess i can tell you a few things that have been happeneing in the life of sinkers. Today i finished my first year of TAFE yyyaaaaayyyyyyy!!!!!!! at the start of the year i had no idea what i was going to do and i found myself going to TAFE and doing the massage therapy course and it has been so much fun. The people i have met, the friends i have made and the stuff i have learnt has just been awesome. So now i have 2 months off and its all starts again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alisha and i have been going great it will be 8 months next thursday that we have been together and everyday i thank God that i have found her, she is the greatest person that i have met and i love her with all my heart aaawwwwwhhhhh. Nah but serious she has made me the happiest person in the world and i don't know what i would do without her in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i have finished Tafe its time to get a job for the holidays and i have already got one, Mark Penna gave me a job earlier in the year working with him and now that he is starting work on our church im working there all the holidays hopefully helping out on the renervations which would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also a couple of weeks ago Alisha and I sat down and had a talk about queensland and if we are ready to go, and we decided that we were going to put it off for a year. Reasons being: i really want to finish my course so i can get a job if we move up their and its something that i really want to finish. Also Alisha has just started her job at CSA and she can't get a transfer till she works 1 year so that works out perfectly and it also gives me time to play another season of football and put some more weight on, which i really need to do and also it gives more time to save up more money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it thats happened in the past couple of weeks cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-113341681385874839?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/113341681385874839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=113341681385874839' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/113341681385874839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/113341681385874839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/11/well-its-been-while-since-i-did-this.html' title=''/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112924043777098236</id><published>2005-10-13T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:53:57.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days to go till i see my baby again</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day i had a very good sleep in which was nice but then i woke up to watch 7th Heaven which is a show on Fox8 very cool. Then i got ready because i had to go into tafe for a couple of hours so my friend ian and i could work out how to do this Law assignment that we have due next thursday. Its really hard and it takes alot of patience and concentration that i don't have, we  were given a story about 7 people who work in a massage clinic and they have all done something wrong and are going to be sued and we have to act as lawyers and tell them what there are getting sued for and other things it takes a long time so that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had baseball training tonight which is always lots of fun, hanging out with my brother more has been cool. We haven't been able to do that alot since he got married and had Josh so its been good to have fun with him playing baseball, and the boys are fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an email from Alisha last night she said that she is having fun she gets to vanuatu tomorrow so hopefully she can have more fun and do some things that are cool and buy me some really cool stuff. I miss her so much and can't wait for her to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats about it bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112924043777098236?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112924043777098236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112924043777098236' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112924043777098236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112924043777098236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/10/5-days-to-go-till-i-see-my-baby-again.html' title='5 days to go till i see my baby again'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112911982851408519</id><published>2005-10-12T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T05:23:48.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 down 6 to go till i see my baby again</title><content type='html'>Today  was a lot better then the previous days i had my first day back at tafe and it was good to be back with everyone and finding out what they have been doing on their holidays. In practical we learnt about lymphatic drainage as an alternative to swedish massage which was very interesting finding out that there are other ways to treat your patients to do different things. I also got back my first mid semester exam, i passed which was good i would have liked my mark to be a bit higher but i will take a pass thats all i need to stay in the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at bibile study we talked about the awesome power that God has on the world, he is all powerful an all knowing a God who created and rules over the heavens and the earth and he has the power to take it all away from us. We also talked about how idols and other things in our lives can take over from God and be used as a comfort or support other then God and it was a great challenge that we should always put God first and trust in him in everything that we do because he is in control of everything and i think that i awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still miss my baby Alisha so much i can't wait for her to come home, i can't stop thinking about her and what she is doing. It doesn't help when the only way we can speak to eachother is she has to call me but i suppose she can't because the satelite is not working so hopefully they can get that fixed soon so i can talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well till 2moro bye night world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112911982851408519?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112911982851408519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112911982851408519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112911982851408519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112911982851408519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/10/4-down-6-to-go-till-i-see-my-baby.html' title='4 down 6 to go till i see my baby again'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112902784997951719</id><published>2005-10-11T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T03:50:49.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 down 7 to go till i see my baby again</title><content type='html'>Once again a very non-eventful day, i helped my mum steam the wall paper off my kitchen ceiling so my dad can paint it on the weekend, my mum wants to change the kitchen around so it look more modern which i think it needs. That was a very painful experience holding a very hot tool that dripped alot of boiling hot water on the arm that you were holding it with but it had to be done and was completed  in 2 hours. Also my little nephew Joshua made a visit to my humble palace, his parents were at work today so we had the honor of his presence. He is so funny i don't know where he gets it from but he is the coolest 2 year old in the world, we had to watch Mary Poppings about 2 times because thats the only thing he likes to watch on tv, he played outside with my mums washing basket and i put him in the pool and he kicked around. It was great fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that nothing else has happened i count the days till my baby comes home i miss her so much, Tafe starts again tomorrow so hopefully that can destract me from thinking about her so i don't go crazy. Also i will get my results back from 1 of my mid semester exams that i took before the holidays so im excited to see what i got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well till tomorrow bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112902784997951719?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112902784997951719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112902784997951719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112902784997951719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112902784997951719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/10/3-down-7-to-go-till-i-see-my-baby.html' title='3 down 7 to go till i see my baby again'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112894190813979179</id><published>2005-10-10T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T03:58:28.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 down 8 to go till i see my baby again</title><content type='html'>Today was a very non-eventful day, watched the dvds that Alisha gave me (Coach Carter and Any Given Sunday) so that took up half the day and then the rest of the day i watched more tv e.g old Blue Heelers episodes great stuff, then onto Laguna Beach which is like real life OC on MTv which was good, and that was about it not much; oh and i played my guitar while i was watching tv so that was fun making lots of noise while my sister was studying for her HSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our first game of touch football for the Western Reds it was a tough game for everyone being the first game of the season and people not having done any running since last season so our fitness levels were low, but we were able to go to the break at 1-1. Then the other team scored 2 quick tries after the break and we had no reply,  a few calls could have gone our way but oh well thats the game the end score was 3-1. The season is young so don't give up on the Reds we will bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i just felt so drained not having my baby around to talk to, she is everything to me and without her  i feel miserable. I prayed to God last night that he would give me the strength to get through this and i hope he does because i am struggling not having Alisha in my life. I just talked to her on the satelite phone and she said that is having fun drinking cocktails and doing Latino dancing with her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the count down continues till i get to see my baby again only 8 more days and i can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112894190813979179?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112894190813979179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112894190813979179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112894190813979179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112894190813979179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/10/2-down-8-to-go-till-i-see-my-baby.html' title='2 down 8 to go till i see my baby again'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112885932167945841</id><published>2005-10-09T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T16:08:07.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 down 9 to go till i get to see my baby again</title><content type='html'>Yesterday Alisha and i celebrated our 6 month anniversary together, we both gave each other some awesome presents. She gave me a huge framed pictures of all the sharks players of 2005 which was great and coach carter and any given sunday on dvd which are 2 movies that i like very much. But what i gave her was better, to show how much i love her i gave her a large box of chocolates (which i think every girl likes) and a signle red rose AAAAWWWWW. Also i gave her a ipod shuffle (thnx B) and my baby has the biggest fascination with bon jovi, she has loved him since she was little there has even been talk that she wants to marry bon jovi but i don't think that will ever happen. So i surprised her with his new album which she was very happy to listen to very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate this occasion we decided to spend the day in the city so we got on the train and checked into our hotel that we were staying at and went and caught a ferry to manly for lunch which was very nice. We had fish and chips looking out to the beach which was very nice 1 because i was hungry and 2 its very romantic, after we finished our lunch we went for a walk on the beach and got sand all over our feet which was nice kicking sand all over each other was a bad idea. It was starting to get cold so we started walking back to the ferry and then back to Circular Quay, then we went and saw Duece Bigalow European Gigalow which had its moments but not the funniest movie i have seen but still good. Then we went back to our hotel room to watch tv, but then decided the night was young and the pub was right around the corner so went there for a couple of hours and by the time we got back to the room it was close to 130am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was an early start this morning because Alisha's friend Mel was coming in on her bus from Kempsey at 6, well i got to sleep in Alisha went and got her. Then we got everything ready and went to have breakfast at Mcdonalds and then the toughest time of my life had to happen. Letting go of my baby for 10 days is so hard i miss her so much already, i know she will have fun and bring back some thing good but i want to hold her in my arms. And yes i can admit there were plenty of tears shed on both sides when we said good bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope these 10 dyas go really fast and i can see my baby again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112885932167945841?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112885932167945841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112885932167945841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112885932167945841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112885932167945841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/10/1-down-9-to-go-till-i-get-to-see-my.html' title='1 down 9 to go till i get to see my baby again'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112653104870801725</id><published>2005-09-12T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T06:17:28.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hard choices</title><content type='html'>Well today i got some good news, (i think). My coach called me and said he got all the details about the qld trials he said that they are not unitl FEBUARY, when i thought i had to move at the end of october so that was a big surprise. This could be very good in not going till then so it gives me more time to get everything ready before i leave, the time has gone so fast i thought it would take ages to come around but its all just happened so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This gives alisha and i more time to get ready like save up some money to buy things and support ourselves when we move up there, hopefully i can work all through the holidays and when im not at tafe and get as much money as i can because it will all help. Also i can finish this year of tafe, when i mentioned the idea of moving to mum ( which i still haven't told her the full story) she wanted me to finish the course before i do anything so i have something to fall back on if football doesn't work. So by finishing this year i can receive my certificate 4 and get a job at a massage clinic or hopefully finish my second year up there and maybe later on go to uni and become a physio.  Finally it should give me enough time to get my P's which i think will make alot of people happy, so i will be able to get myslef around to training and other places without relying on my parents or someone else to drive me so that will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that im always thinking about is this really what God wants me to do, i mean how do you really know its what he wants you to do. I'm always thinking about it and wondering how great an opportunity it will be to be in that environment and learn alot about playing football and life by myself without my parents. But how do you know its what he wants you to do, does he give you a sign saying "do this nathan i want you to". Its so hard to know what is the right decision, i know its going to kill my mum if i move away but its something that i really want to have a go at and see how far i can go and what i need to improve on to make it into the NRL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more happier note my brother asked me if i wanted to play baseball in his team tonight and now that im not moving away till febuary i can, so its going to be so much fun getting dirty and being around those guys again its always alot of fun. Alisha has never been to a baseball game and tonight she saw for the first time the tight pants that we wear and she didn't like what she saw but im sure she will get used to it as the season goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im off to bed good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112653104870801725?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112653104870801725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112653104870801725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112653104870801725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112653104870801725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/09/hard-choices.html' title='hard choices'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112358220728889917</id><published>2005-08-09T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T03:10:07.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first day</title><content type='html'>hello today was my first day of my new job that im doin every monday and tuesday ( the days im not at tafe) till i go to queensland. Mark Penna (Chief) has given my the job which i asked on sunday night after church, its not an easy job but when ever is a job easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can start saving up some money for queensland and also pay back my dad some money i owe him from a ticket buying mistake. I really enjoyed working today its something new that im learning and i get to work out on my muscles. Lifting metal, shoveling dirt and blue steel in wheel borrows and putting them in holes, sweeping up all the stuff left over from other jobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part in waking up at 530 in the morning when its still very dark and cold in the morning but you have to make sacrifices to make money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well im very tired and im goin to lay down and probably fall alseep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112358220728889917?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112358220728889917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112358220728889917' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112358220728889917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112358220728889917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-day.html' title='first day'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112069755396085054</id><published>2005-07-07T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T17:52:33.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tough decisions</title><content type='html'>About 2 months my football coach offered me the chance to move up to queensland and try out for a team in the queensland cup and hopefuly increase my chances of playing first grade, and last night he needed to know my answer so he could tell the boss up there so they could get stuff ready for me (accomadation). This is something that i have been thinking and praying alot about, there are so many things in my life right now that are going great, tafe is so much fun, alisha and i have been going out for 3 months now and being away from her would drive me crazy. But i made the decision last night that "i would" take the chance and move up to queensland and try out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably going to be the toughest time in my life, moving away from home, away from friends and family, away from alisha. I know if i work really hard and really want it that i can have a good chance of getting in but there are so many things that could hold me back. Firstly i need to put on some weight, the size i am right now would give me no chance of making an impact so that's something that i need to do before i go. Also tafe if i finish this year then i receive my certificate 4 for swedish massage but i really want to finish the course and go to uni and become a physio, so that is a sacrifice that im going to make if i really want to play football. But my greatest fear about moving away is being away from Alisha for so long, the past 3 months have been the greatest time of my life she is such and awesome girl just seeing her smile makes me the happiest person in the world.  Being away from her for that long would drive me insane, there has been talks about she moving up there with me but now that she has started her new job i don't want her to reck her chances of getting a better or permenant job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still a long time till i have to move but if nothing serious happens till then then it looks like im going to queensland. I just hope its what God wants me to do with my life and its the right decision for everyone that is involved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112069755396085054?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112069755396085054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112069755396085054' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112069755396085054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112069755396085054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/07/tough-decisions.html' title='tough decisions'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-112056685130463105</id><published>2005-07-05T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T05:34:11.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>Hey all you ppl out in blogger land, not much has been happening in the life on sinkers recently, i have been on tafe holidays for the past 2 weeks so its been fun catching up on all the tv that i have missed, and just bludging around the house doing nothing. I have been trying to start on a weight program to help put on some weight so im ready when i move to queensland and so i don't get snapped like a twig when i go play with the big boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the first day that i went out with someone during my break, my friend luke and I decided we would go to castle towers to go see the longest yard. So off we went, when we got there we found a huge crowd of ppl waiting to see other movies and thought stuff it and went and bought some maccas and hired the best of the footy show 2004, so very funny things something that would have to be bought at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;State of origin is on tomorrow hopefully the blues go continue what they did in game 2 and win the series 2-1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my friend mel's birthday today so happy birthday mel hope you had a good day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is another edition of sinkers stories cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-112056685130463105?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/112056685130463105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=112056685130463105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112056685130463105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/112056685130463105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/07/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-111866769899716412</id><published>2005-06-13T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T06:01:39.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long weekend funness</title><content type='html'>Well it all started on friday at 11:46 when me and my beautiful girlfriend got on the country link train to Port Macquarie which was a long 7 hour trip, but still alot of fun. We got to spend some time talking about everything that has been happening and what we can do to make things better for both of us. Spending 7 hours on a train i was able to do some tafe work and read a book that my dad got which was good. As we got closer the nerves started to kick in about meeting the mum and brother for the first time and what they were going to think of me. When they first saw me they just said hello and talked to alisha about what has been happening which was fine thats why we were there for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to her house which was very nice, right on the river you could go fishing whenever you wanted which we did, well after about 10 minutes after we got inside alisha's step dad bindy asked me if i wanted to go play pool so i went and got to get to  know bindy and her brother Jay which was fun, i think the girls were talking about stuff that i don't really want to know because when we came back they were talking about something and had really funny looks on their faces. Watched the footy whic was disappointing to see the sharks go down again, and when to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was good, alisha, mum and i went and did some shopping so alisha could bu some clothes which was fun never been clothes shopping with a girl so it was good i learnt alot of things like never suggest any clothing to a girl because what you may think is nice looks crap to them but if they say something is nice aggree everytime. After shopping we went and had some lunch at the club which was fun and then we tried our luck on the poker machine putting in $5 but we lost it. When we got home we were going to just lay day and maybe have a sleep so we could go out later that night to a night club with alisha's friends. We ended up staying in her room watching the note book on dvd and i fell asleep but woke up right at the end to see alisha cry because it was the sad part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night we went out to a night club called Roxy which was fun very hot inside and smoky, met some of alisha's good friends and they got to know me. And yes i did get up eventually and try and dance with her i think i sucked alot because she only made me dance 1 song. There was a huge fight at the club which caused some drink to spill all over my pants which was funny to alisha and her friends because they were dancing at the time while i was looking after the bags. But i think she had a good time and i thought it was fun. We got home about 2 and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we woke up about 10:30 and stayed in bed till 11 then a whole bunch of her family who stayed the night at her house we all went to the club for dinner which was and got to know them better so whenever she talks about them i know who she is talking about. when we fimished our lunch alisha and i tried our luck again on the pokies we won $8 which was good, then we felt lucky so we tried the rollette machine which was fun anf won another $5 and we both retired from playing for the day with a total profit of $13.  After we finished at the club we went back to the house and just laid around watched the footy and talked, alisha wanted to hire some movies so we went and got those to watch. Had nachoes for dinner which were very nice and then had a quiet night watching movies and fell asleep about 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning we were in a bit of a rush to get away alishs took her time getting ready and her mum wanted to take some photos before we left so we eventually got to the train station and before we got out of the car both alisha and her mum had already started crying because its always sad to say good bye, before i got on the train i promised to her mum that i would take care of her and i will, we got on the train and found out that we would be going the rest of the way home on coach because they were doing track work and no trains were working which was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was an awesome weekend i got to spend it with the greatest person in the world alisha and i got to meet all her family that she is always talking about and will probably see them sometime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats another edition of sinkers stories cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-111866769899716412?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/111866769899716412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=111866769899716412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111866769899716412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111866769899716412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/06/long-weekend-funness.html' title='long weekend funness'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-111810599841183385</id><published>2005-06-07T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T17:59:58.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catch up again 2</title><content type='html'>sorry i have been very lazy in reportin on what is happenin in the life of sinkers but here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;things with me and alisha are going awesome, she is so great and everytime second i spend with her is such a blessing because she is the greatest person i have ever met and im so glad she is in my life. This weekend is going to be very excitin, we are going up to port macquarie where she used to live and im going to meet her mum for the first time and her bro and all her friends so it should be lots of fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tafe is good its gettin towards those end of semester exams so time to start studyin and gettin ready. But still having lots of fun with the guys and learnin new stuff everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had some good news acouple of weeks ago my coach offered me a chance to move up to qld in october and try out for a team in the qld cup, if i make it they will help me out in gettin a house and a job and stuff and when the Gold Coast team comes into the NRL we will be the first team they will look at for replacements if injuries occur, so thats something im really excited about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well thats pretty much all thats been happening in my life hopefully i will be able to report more often, till next time this was another report in the life of sinkers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-111810599841183385?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/111810599841183385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=111810599841183385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111810599841183385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111810599841183385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/06/catch-up-again-2.html' title='catch up again 2'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-111572681050020190</id><published>2005-05-10T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T05:12:01.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catch up time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;sorry i haven't done one of these for a while been very busy and just couldn't be bothered, so what has been happening in the life of sinkers:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;me and my girlfriend alisha have been going out together for a month now and for the past month it has been the greatest time of my life when ever i am around her she makes me feel like i am the luckiest person in the world to have someone like her in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tafe has been good getting back into the work has been challenging at times but especially with the anatomy but with a little bit of work i should be right. Doing this course has been awesome, when i first found out that i was doingh this course i was like "yeah this should be fun" and didn't really care alot, but now i love it so much im having so much fun with the people i am meeting and the stuff we are learning about especially in anatomy just amazes me finding out how everything fits into the body and how something so small can have such a huge job. This has just showed me how much of an awesome God we have that he can create something so complex but it was so easy for him to make it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;football is slowly getting better, we had our first win last weekend with a 30-14 win which was good. Its only early in the comp but we really needed a win to get some confidence in the team, our last 2 games we played the 2 strongest teams and got smacked around a little due to little mistakes in our own half. But we cut them out last week and came away with a win which was good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The shoulder is getting better i found out that i injured my AC joint (where the clavicle and scaplar bone join) there is just some inflammation inside the joint which was causing the pain in my shoulder so every game i have to strap it and wear a special pad to take some of the force in the hit to stop the pain till the inflammation goes down which shouldn't take to long.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;well thats about it this was another edition of sinkers stories Good night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-111572681050020190?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/111572681050020190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=111572681050020190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111572681050020190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111572681050020190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/05/catch-up-time.html' title='catch up time'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-111451898075263206</id><published>2005-04-26T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T05:36:20.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day back at meadowbank Tafe, which is good because i was getting very bored at home doing nothing except watching tv and studying for an exam that i have this thursday. It was great to catch up with everyone in my class and finding out what they did during the break and what crazy things they did over the long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was also a huge wake up call, before the 2 week break we had exams for every subject and we got the results back from 1 subject today and about 5 people in my class failed so that means that they have to go back and do that part of the course again which would suck. So it has made me think alot about not slacking off in my classes because everything will count when it comes to the end where you get your marks and i need to work really hard so that i don't fail any subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanted to know i was really happy with my result, i got 74% for my practical exam which was soomething that i was afraid of because i knew i made a few mistakes in the exam and i didn't know how bad they were going to affect the result but i will take 74%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was my first training session back from injurying my neck/shoulder because i pinched a nerve in my neck 2 weeks ago, it wasn't as bad as i thought it would be i knew that there would be some pain but there wasn't that much. I decided that i would wear my funny arm brace which is very annoying to help support my shoulder which seemed to help, it sucks you have one strap that wraps around your leg and another strap around your bicep and you have a strap that goes across my body that stops my shoulder from hyperextending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We needed a hard session after what happened on the weekend our defence was shocking we just didn't have any intensity but hopefully what we did at training tonight we might start working together and win some games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i have to go see the chiropractor and get some more work done on the neck/shoulder which will help relieve some pain hopefully so i can start playing again and help out the team instead of sitting on the side line watching which sucks so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-111451898075263206?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/111451898075263206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=111451898075263206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111451898075263206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111451898075263206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-111389861103338905</id><published>2005-04-19T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T01:16:51.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday fun</title><content type='html'>Since last week i have been on holidays because of tafe which has been awesome, but im looking forward to getting back into it again and move onto some more interesting stuff. So my days have not had much happening mainly just trying to study for exams that i have first week back that i really want to do well in so im getting ready for those and catching up on the tv that i have missed while i was at tafe, its been fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was good i had to go see the chiropractor to get some treatment done on my neck because i pinched a nerve in my neck and that is putting pressure on my shoulder which i had my shoulder reconstruction. I was really scared when i did it because i thought i did the same injury but when i started to feel pains in my neck i knew it was something else. So i got to get some massage and elbow action in my neck and shoulder to loosen up the muscles and it worked which was good so i could end up playing this sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went around to ali's house because she was sick and didn't go to work ( guys can you pray for her please she is in alot of pain and is feeling sick alot, so pray that what she has can be treated quickly and the pain will go away) so i went over there to cheer her up and i bought her a cool soft toy to help so it was cool. We just spent the day watching tv and talking about stuff, so it was a cool day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-111389861103338905?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/111389861103338905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=111389861103338905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111389861103338905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111389861103338905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/04/holiday-fun.html' title='holiday fun'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-111201601539545307</id><published>2005-03-28T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T05:20:15.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter show madness</title><content type='html'>Today was such a fun day hanging out with leesh, leanne, steve and dave at the easter show. We arrived at the show around 10ish and walked around, the first main attraction was the animals leesh's favourite part of the day we got up close and personal to some very large and very small pigs that had some very strange smells. Then we moved onto the cows/bulls and enjoyed the smell of crap that was on the floor and all over the place. After the smell of crap was gone we moved onto looking at the rides and other attractions that were at the show, then Dave showed up after dropping his wife rachael at the airport and we moved onto the woolworths pavilion to get free food. We got free cashew nuts covered in caramel(very nice) and nudie juice, and me and dave got some ygohurt and cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of that everyone was slowly getting  tired of walking around and getting disappointed that there was no sports pavilion(whats the use of having a show if there is no sports pavilion) so we went to get the show bags out of the way so we could go and sit down in the main arena and wait for the main show. It was very crowded as usual and i saw a guy that i played football with and we talked for a little bit, i was leesh's carry man seeing the muscles i got i was happy to carry them jokes; i wasn't going to buy anything but i had money to spend so i got the inside sports show bag which had some nice stuff in it except those disgusting coffee candy, i was more disappointed that i couldn't get anything for my nephew josh he is a crazy wiggles fan and they had a show bag but everywhere i went they were sold out and i was so bumbed after that because i know he would love it alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main show was pretty good as you get older you don't really care what happens but it was cool seeing the stormraiders go round and the yamaha dirt bike guys doing some fully sick moves in the air, and of course it wouldn't be a show without fireworks at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest disappointment was that leesh wouldn't go on the slingshot ride with me, it was that ride that the boys from the footy show went on where you lay back and they strap you and launch you up into the air spining around. I asked her numerous times but she declined, how are you ever gonna face your fears if you don't hit them head on it would have been such an adrenalin rush but it didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The day was alot of fun and its time for me to go to sleep, this is another end to sinkers stories good nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-111201601539545307?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/111201601539545307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=111201601539545307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111201601539545307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111201601539545307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-show-madness.html' title='Easter show madness'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-111201454453223868</id><published>2005-03-28T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T04:55:44.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time comin</title><content type='html'>Wow it has been a very long time since i did one of these so here is the run down of wat has been happenin. My brother got married and i was a groomsman which was fun and yes i had to dance with a girl that just reached my shoulders and she was wearing very big high heels but she was only 12 so that was ok, the night was a lot of fun especially the time where i got to do a air guitar solo in the middle of the dance floor to AC/DC 'shook me all night long' lots of fun and no i wasn't drunk at the time. The best part was seeing my little nephew josh in his suit he was a chick magnet everyone was after him, i think he gets it from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tafe is going better then i expected, im am enjoying meeting my new friends and getting to know them better, and the academic side is good just last thursday i had my second A&amp;P quiz on the muscles of the upper limb and i got 29/33 so i was very happy with that. Anatomy has always been an interest to me, i am just amazed by the way God created something so complex in a very short period it is just awesome. I have my first practical exam tomorrow where i have to give a massage to a female and get marked on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Football starts up in a couple of weeks i can't wait to get out there and play again its been almost 8 months since i played a full on game of football missing most of last year recovering from my shoulder reconstruction, but its gonna be good. Had a couple of trial games just to get some of the cobwebs out and get the feel of what it feels like to hit someone again, a good thing is i have found may aggression that i have been missing for a long time and it has really helped my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that is about it that has happened since the last time a blogged not alot happens in the life of sinkers, and that is the end of another sinkers stories.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-111201454453223868?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/111201454453223868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=111201454453223868' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111201454453223868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/111201454453223868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/03/long-time-comin.html' title='long time comin'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110968392151330651</id><published>2005-03-02T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:46:37.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>switchfoot</title><content type='html'>Well what a concert sorry to all the ppl who missed it but it was so cool seeing the guys in the flesh after listening to there cds for so long and missing the last time they came to OZ because of a stomach virus that i had the pleasure of dealing with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 bands before switchfoot were very cool especially the band before switchfoot called small mercies, they had some very cool songs and the guitarists did some very nice solos which is always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then who we all came to see switchfoot walked on stage in very hot conditions, i started in the mosh pit so i could take some photos but as usual technology is not my friend and the camera died on me because the batteries died. But it was still a great show they played most of the songs from The Beautiful Letdown their latest album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest part i think was when Jon went to jump up on the bass drum of the drum kit and almost feel off only being stopped by the drummers head, that could have been very funny if he didn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great night i can't wait till they come back with their new album and playing some more awesome switchfoot songs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110968392151330651?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110968392151330651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110968392151330651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110968392151330651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110968392151330651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/03/switchfoot.html' title='switchfoot'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110922739612511348</id><published>2005-02-24T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T22:43:16.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up call</title><content type='html'>wow its been a while since i did one of these, today at tafe i got a big shock when i had my anatonomy class. Up until now tafe has been fun the work hasn't been that hard probably bcoz i knew most of the stuff, but today was a real kick in the pants bcoz our teacher really got stuck into use about doing the work properly bcoz we have a quiz next week and the amount of stuff we need to remember is alot just for a quiz which would probably last 10-15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone said that tafe was a bludge and you don't have to work hard to get a pass i would slap them in the face bcoz they were dead wrong. The course that im doing is going to be the hardest thing i have done at school and its gonna take alot of work to be able to stay up there and get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already some of the people in my class are getting worried that the work is getting to hard for them and they can't handle and that will suck bcoz we only just started the course and friendships are just starting so it would be bad to see them leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110922739612511348?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110922739612511348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110922739612511348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110922739612511348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110922739612511348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/02/wake-up-call.html' title='wake up call'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110776715927890170</id><published>2005-02-07T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T01:05:59.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day</title><content type='html'>WOW first day of TAFE it was exciting getting up really early and heading into where i will be going for the next 2 years hopefully. It was good getting back into working and not just sitting around on my butt watching tv all day it was getting boring doing the same thing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first class was biological principles so it was all on stuff which i did last year in biology so stuff i already knew great start something i don't need to work on. This is always the boring stuff though having to know all the organelles and what cells do and all that stuff that you probably think have absolutely nothing to do with massage therapy, but it has to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last class was practical we didn't get to start on any massage stuff yet but we were taught the most important things for massasge therapy: how to wash your hands properly, how to put up the table without hurting yourself and how to stand when giving a massage to someone, very important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all i have to say about that......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110776715927890170?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110776715927890170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110776715927890170' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110776715927890170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110776715927890170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/02/first-day.html' title='first day'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110740746843377676</id><published>2005-02-03T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T21:11:08.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun day</title><content type='html'>Today i had to go into TAFE and get everything ready for next week when i start my course, met some new people and some people that i already knew which was good. I'm really excited aboout starting this course because its something that i know i will enjoy and something that i can use for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part about this course is its probably one of the most costly courses because you have to buy all the equipment so you can use it. We have to buy a number of different textbooks and they said that we will need our own bed so we can practice at home, so if anyone has any problems i can fix them and that can maybe help pay off the bed. (don't worry i'll be gentle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BB starts tonight shou;d be fun getting back into that, with houghdy gone it has left a huge gap so everyone else has to step up and take a bit of the load which i think im ready to do whatever that includes. Should be a fun year, got some new boys coming up so hopefully they stick around and our group can grow even bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110740746843377676?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110740746843377676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110740746843377676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110740746843377676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110740746843377676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/02/fun-day.html' title='fun day'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110678537418262711</id><published>2005-01-26T12:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T16:22:54.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome night</title><content type='html'>Tonight i went to a third day concert with kate leesh and leanne not knowing what to expect because i had never been to or heard of the three bands that were playing, but it was such and awesome time. Day of fire an American band went on first and they went off with their very loud rock style, then Rookie came on and played a very cool show these guys were the only aussie band and they were great. OH and then some band called third day came on and for some reason everyone in  the crowd went crazy, but i soon found out why they did. These guys from america were just awesome getting everyone in the crowd up dancing and clapping their hands it was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the biggest shock for me was i never really knew that their were bands out in the world playing that kind of music that i love and being able to worship an awesome God at the same time. the 3 bands were all good at talking about what God has done in their lives to write the songs but probably the best band was third day the lead singer was such an awesome speaker i was really surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some merch which i heard was cool so i got a cool shirt saying on the front" I WANNA BE A ROCKSTAR, then on the back it says BUT I AIN'T GOT WHAT IT TAKES" which looks very cool and i got 2 stickers to go onto princesses hard case a Rookie and Day of fire sticker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the best night, i had an awesome time listening to 3 very cool bands and being able to worship an awesome God at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110678537418262711?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110678537418262711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110678537418262711' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110678537418262711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110678537418262711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/01/awesome-night.html' title='awesome night'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110653405442818560</id><published>2005-01-23T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T18:34:14.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a weekend</title><content type='html'>This was my first KYC and i didn't really know what to expect will happen during the weekend, so i was excited and curious at the same time going up to Katoomba with B. KYC is something new that i had never experienced before and it was something that i would love to continue going to, the weekend was on relationships and something that i'm not that good at. So it was good to hear what the speakers had to say and what God had said through the bible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the things that i learnt was that it was what i called a 'service' it is some thing that i had heard before but it was just a tune up, a refreshment of how awesome God is and what he feels about releationships with him and other people and how we should treat people in those relationships. Probably the biggest thing for me was the way i don't really talk to people older, and just people in general alot and seeing that i'm starting my Tafe course soon on massage therapy there will come times where i have to talk to the person and start conversations with these people so it something that i might need to work on before i start working in that profession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a great weekend that i enjoyed alot and learnt alot that i can use in my daily life now to help please God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was very hard having not much sleep over the weekend and having to do the singing out the front was very hard from not falling asleep but when pastor roger started talking about things that can make distractions in our love for God i started to listen as much as i could it was another wake up call that everything we have in this world is nothing to the love that God has for everyone and that should be the main thing in our lives, football and playing the guitar and tv they are all good but when it comes to that day they will mean nothing when i have to stand before him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110653405442818560?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110653405442818560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110653405442818560' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110653405442818560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110653405442818560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-weekend.html' title='what a weekend'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110602863213590235</id><published>2005-01-17T17:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:10:32.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday shoppin</title><content type='html'>On sunday was my 19th birthday that means im 1 year away from not being a stinkin teenager, it was a good weekend on saturday i had a little get together with some friends from school and church and had a bbq and went for a swim it was nice. Then we went back to robs house to watch the greatest movie ever School of Rock and had pizza which was lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on sunday i had the family lunch thing that we do every year so that was cool, and i had to cut that short because me and my brother and his friend josh had to go suit shoppin for my brothers weddin which is in march. we all look very slammin in our suits. The fun part is the bride doesn't know what we are wearin she thinks we have suits in the colours of the wiggles little josh's favourite group; im murray because i try to play the guitar, little josh is jeff because he sleeps alot and is the smallest, my brother is Greg because me is the main man and big josh is anthony we will all look very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the last two days i have been going bargain huntin all through the shoppin centres tryin to find s0me good deals on what to buy with the many gift vouchers and money i received for my birthday. So far i have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 switchfoot cd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Incubus live dvd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Quicksilver shirt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Billabong jeans&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1 Eurotrip dvd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is all hopefully they will keep me excited for a while.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110602863213590235?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110602863213590235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110602863213590235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110602863213590235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110602863213590235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/01/birthday-shoppin.html' title='Birthday shoppin'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110532231285564844</id><published>2005-01-10T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-09T17:58:32.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long time since i wrote something so this something that i have really noticed recently, for chirstmas B gave me 2 books from the Jesus Freaks collection, the whole books are filled with real life stories about how Christians have put their lives on the line at any cost so more and more people will come to know God. After reading the first book at the end it had just come of the countries that are affected where chirstians are killed, tortured, or put in prison for their beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i was angry about what people are doing, killing people just because others believe in something more powerful and would risk anything for it, but after reading all the different stories it encouraged me so much. I live in a country that is awesome, we have the opportunities to spread God's word without the fear of getting shot, or being put in jail. It has also encouraged me that i shouldn't just sit back and watch things happen i have alot of non christian friends from football and other things that know im a christian but i have never had the guts to actually talk to them about and get their thoughts on what they think about God. So after reading all these stories i feel its my job to talk to them about it. I know it won't easy but nothing ever is but if God wants it to happen then it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always had the feeling of travelling around the world sometime in my life and seeing what wonderful things God has created in other parts of the world, at first i just wanted to go on a holiday and see the sites but now i feel i want to go to some of these countires that i read about in the books and go see things first hand and see what really is happening to these people. I never like to see anyone put threw pain if i  can help in anyway then i will, but just reading about what some people went through i want to go help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ever reads this i ask that you pray for the christians in the countries that are risking their lives everyday so more people come to know God i pray that they will be given strength, and the will to not think twice about what they are doing. I also ask that you pray for the people who are commiting these acts on the chirstians i ask forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110532231285564844?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110532231285564844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110532231285564844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110532231285564844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110532231285564844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-been-long-time-since-i-wrote.html' title=''/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110429989312929269</id><published>2004-12-29T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T21:58:13.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its official</title><content type='html'>Next year i will be going to meadowbank TAFE to do a remedial massge course, at first i wasn't that happy about it being my second preferance i wanted to do the Fitness certificate but once i read what i can do after i finish the remedial massge course i was much happier. If i work hard enough i can apply at uni and do a number of different health services which means i can do the physiotherapist course which i always wanted to do, but never thought i would because of the marks i needed to get to do the course so now im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the next thing is finding a JOB i have been looking everywhere and nothing seems to be happening i even applied at woolworths working in the back unloading all the food (which wouldn't be to bad i would get a work out lifting all the boxes). I need money so i can pay for textbooks and other school stuff that i will need for next year, so if anyone out there knows of any job openings for a 18 year old male i would like to know because that would help me out alot i would do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110429989312929269?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110429989312929269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110429989312929269' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110429989312929269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110429989312929269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/its-official.html' title='Its official'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110369535289938524</id><published>2004-12-22T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T22:02:32.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing Tall</title><content type='html'>Due to the fact that im always at home usually doing nothing except sitting infront of the tv watching boring shows or playing my guitar i decided that i would catch up on some reading, i saw a book in dymocks when i was doing my christmas shopping called Standing Tall the Tawera Nikau story. I love to read autobiography's especially ones on athletes who have been challenge in some way during their career and come out a better person, or just to see what really happens in a professional athletes life that no one really sees or hears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading about the challenges that he faced during his long and injujry free career playing for NZ, NZ Maori's, Waikato, Auckland, Sheffield Eagles, Ryedale-York, Castleford, Cronulla, Melbourne and Warrington. Tawera Nikau played 456 first class games all over the world, and won a premeirshhip with melbourne in 1999. It was awesome to see the way he was able to keep his body in shape for that long to be able to play at that level of football for so long. But the real trouble would come after he finished football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 5 2001 Tawera Nikua's wife commited suicide in her garage hanging herself, leaving him with 2 kids, i don't even want to imagine how hard that would have to of been to deal with that it must of been the most difficult period in his life. Then in July 1 2003 he was in a motorbike accident lossing his right leg, he talks about lying in the bed not being able to do anything except wait for the pain to go away. When i did my shoulder i was like that after surgery all i could do was lay in that bed and just let things happen, with the help of drugs i was able to go home the next day and start rehab. He was in there for 8 weeks, while he was there he  was given gifts and cards from all over the world, from people he had played with and fans from teams he played for and that was just something that only happen to special people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the back of the book it says YOU DON'T NEED TWO LEGS TO CARRY ON WITH ALL THE GREAT THINGS YOU CAN DO.  Since i got my results back i had been thinking about what i was gonna do after receiving such a poor mark, and i said to myself after reading this book that it doesn't matter what i got people have to face bigger problems then what i have and come out better then before. I don't know whats gonna happen next year but i know whatever it is im just gonna have to wait and see i know God has something wating for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a big challenge for me and an awesome book to read about a person who had a very successful career then his life was turned upside down and now he's a new person living a new life.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110369535289938524?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110369535289938524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110369535289938524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110369535289938524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110369535289938524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/standing-tall.html' title='Standing Tall'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110346060601244991</id><published>2004-12-19T23:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T04:51:06.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>someone i never thought i would see again</title><content type='html'>Today was nice i had the dads side christmas lunch, which was fun we sat around and talked for a little while then went outside to eat lunch then decided it was to hot so we went back inside with the air conditioning and watched the cricket very nice.&lt;br /&gt;Then i had to head back early for practice which was fun(always is) and so was the service&lt;br /&gt;Tonight i had the chance to go catch up with some friends from school and see how they went in their hsc which was good, i also had the chance to catch up with an old friend who left school after year 10. It was quite strange meeting her again and talking about what she has been doing for the past 2 years, after she left and moved to South Australia without telling anyone, it was good to see her back even though she was only staying for a week it was nice to see here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110346060601244991?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110346060601244991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110346060601244991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110346060601244991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110346060601244991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/someone-i-never-thought-i-would-see.html' title='someone i never thought i would see again'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110317691130171965</id><published>2004-12-16T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-15T22:01:51.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advance Australia Fair Disco Style</title><content type='html'>When i heard about this new disco version that would be played on new years eve i was just so angry that some person could do that to our national anthem and think it was good to show it to the rest of the world. They just wrecked the song that makes use Australian, what happened to the old fashion band verison that is played at every sporting occasion when the national anthem is played it is echoed all over the stadium because everyone is singing with pride, when the wallabies are playing do you expect to see them dancing around in the new version before they go out and play it is just stupid. NO its a song that should be left the way it is, with this disco version it has no meaning, it just has so a good beat or so people say. What happened to the words that make the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just my opinion i think it was a stupid idea and it shouldn't be used on new years eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110317691130171965?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110317691130171965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110317691130171965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110317691130171965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110317691130171965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/advance-australia-fair-disco-style.html' title='Advance Australia Fair Disco Style'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110301605166168576</id><published>2004-12-14T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T01:20:51.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in training </title><content type='html'>Today was the start of pre season training for me, i had a break for a while to just have a break from everything and now that im not doing anything i might as well get my body back in shape for next season. Today i wrote myself up a program of what will happen and it looks pretty good, lots of variety so that should spread out everything so i don't get tired to easily and so i don't get bored doing the same stuff over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also helps having your own room with all the gym stuff in it so my room doesn't smell from all the sweat, my mum had a huge problem going into my room when i had the weight bench in there because she said it smelt but i didn't smell anything. But now that its gone i've been told it doesn't smell anymore which is good, it also means that i have alot more room to move around when i lift weights so i can do different exercises to work different muscles which i couldn't do before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for my first run tonight (first in about a month) and i would have to say i was struggling at the end sprinting up the hill on Binalong Rd it was hard but hopefully the more i do it the easier it will get. playing next year is going to be another step up so i have to get myself ready both physically and mentally so this is the start, should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110301605166168576?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110301605166168576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110301605166168576' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110301605166168576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110301605166168576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/back-in-training.html' title='Back in training '/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110288927483071569</id><published>2004-12-12T13:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T14:07:54.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a weekend</title><content type='html'>Well it all started on the saturday morning where i had to wake up real early so i could help out to move all the sound equipment over to the park for the carols that were supposed to be on later that night, so that was a good workout lifting heavy sound equipment onto the trucks. Then me and alot of other people were all working very hard to get the stage set up, the more people that were there the easy and quicker it was to get everything ready so it was good. In the morning you could feel it was gonna be a hot day so there was lots of sweating and drinking lots of water, but we got it done. Then i had to go and help my aunty move some stuff from her garage, from what i moved it seemed like she was gonna get a fireplace but it could be for decoration i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the hard work went home had a shower got everything ready for carols and headed off to prawns for his party,  i can say i was first one there which was cool then princess showed up and then kate and leesh and it would've been good to stick around and have a bbq lunch but i had to head up to the park because i had a rehearsal ( i was singing in the choir) so standing the sun for 3 hours while the sound dudes got all their mic's and sound stuff ready, it was very hot. Practice was good, the people doing solos were just awesome i was looking forward to ellie and steve's solos they were so good. While we were practicing we could see the large grey clouds were getting closer and that it was going to rain soon, so when practice was all done it was walking back to prawns to join in the party i got half way and it just stayed to rain very heavily which was not good. i ran to jimmy's dropped my stuff off and ran back to the park to help out in what ever way i could. When i got there they had covered most of the stage but everything got wet. For the next hour they were just watching the weather seeing if it would fine up but it didn't which was very sad, probably the high light of that period was when the sound guys played a cd with christmas carols in a rock version it was cool with guitar solos and everything very 80's rock so that made me i little happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end the decision was made to cancel the carols because of the rain which was very upsetting becasue so many people had put in hours of work to get this thing up and running and it was all over because of the weather, but if its supposed to happen then it happens theres nothing you can do about the weather. The backup of the stage was the fastest i had ever seen there were so many people helping out to get it down it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went back to prawns to watch a movie and eat some pizza with prawns friends from kedron which was cool, then me and kate leesh rob dave and rach went to the caltex and went to some park that rob said was good to see all the lights of the city, which didn't really happen because the park was closed off so we didn't get to see much  so we ended up eating our ice cream and drinks in the street. Then after a long day i went home and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning up early again well earlier then i would usually get up on a sunday and went down to the school to help set up for the kids festival that the church was running, spent the day cooking on the bbq and talking to people and eating food it was good, it looked like alot of people had fun so that was good hopefully people who were in the service listened to what people were saying and took it on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long day after church was back at the sinkers pad for a swim, so kate leesh princess steve b2 john bjd alison dave and rach came and had fun playing classical catches and seeing who could stay on the logest on the swiss ball which had some very funny moments. As everyone was getting out the rain started to come down so hopefully this rain can continue for a long time so it was fill me pool back up because when everyone left the level of water in the pool was very low so that would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that about it lots of fun time to rest and go sleep for a day and do nothing which won't be very hard. CYA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110288927483071569?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110288927483071569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110288927483071569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110288927483071569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110288927483071569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/what-weekend.html' title='What a weekend'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110246464000268540</id><published>2004-12-07T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T16:10:40.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nice day</title><content type='html'>Today was a very cool day i got to spend the day with my nephew josh becasue his mum and dad were at work so i got the job of being the babysitter which was cool, we had heaps of fun. Playing with his toys and watching wiggles videos and dancing around and going on the swing it was great fun. Probably the best part was when we went for a walk to get some lunch down the road i put him in the stroller and as he were walking back he fell asleep and it was the cutest thing to see thing little guy sleeping. He had lots of fun to, he's great with picking up chicks when we were buying the food all the girls were comin up and talking to him it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight was Sir bjd's bday party which was a great time, it just showed me how many people he has helped in some way and would want to help celebrate in this day so happy birthday dude. Also it was prawn's bday as well, you to have be such great friends to me and have shown me the way that i should live my life to bring glory to God so thank you for that, hope you had an awesome day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110246464000268540?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110246464000268540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110246464000268540' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110246464000268540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110246464000268540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/nice-day.html' title='nice day'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110224657838439169</id><published>2004-12-05T03:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T03:36:18.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what to do</title><content type='html'>Tonight at church i started getting the feeling of why am i doing this for, im the one that helps in leading the congregation in worship and i suck, i don't know why im doing it for maybe they should get someone else to do it for me. I have been doing it for almost a year and half now and lately i have just been getting this feeling that its time to stop and do something else or just not be apart of anything. I love worshipping God its the best way for me to show my love for him, but to be out the front every  second week in front of everyone i just feel i can't do it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why this has happened maybe becasue alot of stuff is happening and i can't deal with them all at once, it just gets very frustrating and im trying to deal with these things but lately i've just given up on things and it makes you feel bad when things go wrong and you try and fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know maybe i need a break from it till i sought things out and then go back, or maybe i should try something else i want to play guitar which has always been a good way for me to relax and just play music that i love to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110224657838439169?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110224657838439169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110224657838439169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110224657838439169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110224657838439169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title='I don&apos;t know what to do'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110196781623153290</id><published>2004-12-01T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-01T22:10:16.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the waiting game</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday i had to do some shopping so i took in some resumes to put into shops so i could get a job, i went to Koorong, Rebel, Target and City Beach a surf shop. City Beach is probably the most promising the store manager had a quick look at my resume and said that he would give it to the recruit manager and they would call me back to say if i got the job. The spot only just opened because someone just left, so that was good. It hate waiting to find out things like this everytime i hear the fone ring i think its them, i can't go anywhere because im scared if i go out they might call and then i will miss it and not get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want this job because its full time so i won't be stuck at home all day doing nothing i would be working in a surf shop earning money. Also if i got the job i might get discounts on clothes and then i can look smick in my cool surfy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110196781623153290?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110196781623153290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110196781623153290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110196781623153290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110196781623153290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/12/waiting-game.html' title='the waiting game'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110178418013648927</id><published>2004-11-29T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T19:09:40.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new sound</title><content type='html'>Today i went and did some shopping at Koorong, i had to get some stuff and i saw the new album for a badn called Further Seems Forever and i listened to it on the way home and it sounds very different from the previous album called How To Start A Fire. I think themain difference is the singers, they have got a new singer who has given a different sound to the group but i do miss Jason Gleeson he has the best male voice i have ever heard. I wish he stayed with the band they are awesome. There new album is called Hide nothing it is a very good album one that will be in the cd player for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110178418013648927?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110178418013648927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110178418013648927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110178418013648927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110178418013648927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-sound.html' title='a new sound'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110172695256366361</id><published>2004-11-29T03:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T03:15:52.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>summer season</title><content type='html'>Tonight was the beginning of the summer season of all the new stuff that would be replacing the old shows bcoz they have finished there seasons. It was good seeing That 70's Show back that is a funny show im glad that was back, i also found myself watching this new show on 10 at 7:30 called Summerland, from what i saw tonight it looks like a very cool show. It was sad to see that the kids parents died and there is this young boy  that is always asking about where his parents have gone and how he wants to be with them, it must be the toughest situation especially when you are at a young age and you lose your parents. But its lookin like it could be a show that i would watch most of the time now that i've watched the first episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howfully we will see some more as the summer season of tv continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110172695256366361?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110172695256366361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110172695256366361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110172695256366361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110172695256366361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/summer-season.html' title='summer season'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110143198514545086</id><published>2004-11-25T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T17:19:45.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've hit a slump</title><content type='html'>For almost 1 year now i have been doing a program from the book Live Like A Jesus Freak and this program means that you will read the bible in 1 year, everyday you read a certain part in the book and by 1 year you should have read the whole thing. But recently probably in the last month or so that i have been doing nothing i have read it every night but sometimes its just something that has to be done, im not really reading what it says. I read it but i don't really think about what it is saying. That is something that i need to work on becasue i love reading the bible it can teach you so much that can help in your life and im just letting it go. Its just like im going through the motions every night before i go to sleep i have to read my bible for what ever part the book says so i do that but am i really reading the bible or am i just thinking that im reading the bible but really im not. This is something i need to work on and get back on track with both me and God, me and him had a nice chat last night and i hope that he will be able to help with this problem because i love reading my bible and recently i have fallen into the slump of just going through the motions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you wanted to know i got a msg from norths yesterday i was unsuccessful in making the jersey flegg squad which is fine i had a feeling that i wouldn't make it. So it looks like im going to play comp footy maybe with wenty next season and play A grade  which is the highest level u can play, then go and try out for jersey flegg next year after a whole season of playing, the maybe i will be able to improve on a few things that like size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110143198514545086?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110143198514545086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110143198514545086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110143198514545086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110143198514545086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/ive-hit-slump.html' title='i&apos;ve hit a slump'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110120639606404006</id><published>2004-11-23T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T02:39:56.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened today</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty good, the pain in my mouth is slowly going away and the swelling is going down so i don't look like a monkey anymore. I'm getting sick of just eating jelly and yoghurt and ice cream all the time after a while its gets very boring and you just hate the taste because its all the same. Didn't do alot today went down to the video store to get some movies and ended up buying 3 DVD's: The Day After Tomorrow, School Of Rock and Spiderman 2, all very good movies. School of Rock is 1 of the greatest movies i have seen, i wish i went to a school like that it would be awesome, The Day After Tomorrow is always funny to see because you get to look at the funny things they did during the film like have wolves walking around after everything was frozen. Spiderman 2 is always gonna be an all time fav, its got everything that you want in a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all i did today not alot but hopefully once the mouth is back to normal things might start to be normal again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110120639606404006?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110120639606404006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110120639606404006' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110120639606404006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110120639606404006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-happened-today.html' title='what happened today'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110100536992358250</id><published>2004-11-20T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T18:49:29.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday mate</title><content type='html'>It was my best friend chris' 18th birthday yesterday and even though i had a fat mouth and was in alot of pain i made my way to his party. Even though i felt like crap i had an awesome time catching up with heaps of ppl that i went to primary school with and guys i had played soccer with when i was little. We have been friends since we were little so it was good to see him finally reach the 18 mark and so now we can go out to the pubs together, so that should be lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday chris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110100536992358250?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110100536992358250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110100536992358250' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110100536992358250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110100536992358250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/happy-birthday-mate.html' title='happy birthday mate'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110090832992629447</id><published>2004-11-19T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T15:52:09.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fun begins</title><content type='html'>Well i'm now at home after gettin my 4 wisdom teeth taken out, i was only in the hospital for a couple of hours the surgery must of only taken 1-2 hours. Yesterday my mouth was so numb and i could not feel a thing which was good bcoz this morning i woke up in alot of pain, but with the help of pain killers and ice packs the pain has slowly decreased. Now its time to eat only soft foods like jelly and yoghurt so thats good i like eating them, i had scrabbled eggs for breakfast this morning which was good, i can eat food and i don't need anything put in a blender. Well the doc said i would b lilke this for the next 3-4 days so im glad i don't have school anymore i can just sit at home and watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is i oinly had 4 and they are all ggggoooonnnneeeee!!! so i don't have to do this ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110090832992629447?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110090832992629447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110090832992629447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110090832992629447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110090832992629447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/fun-begins.html' title='the fun begins'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110075633487371885</id><published>2004-11-17T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T21:38:54.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a long wait</title><content type='html'>It has been exactly 1 month since i tried out with the north sydney jersey flegg side and im starting to get a bit worried that i didn't make it into the squad. Which is alright now i thought about it and i know that i still have lots of time to play rep footy, it would just be nice to play again next year. You see the Karmichael Hunts and Benji Marshalls and Sonny Bill Williams playing in the NRL and they are all around the same age as me and are playing at the highest level you can get and im still stuck down the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday i go out to check the mail to see if the letter from norths has come and everyday it has not been there, it sucks not knowing if you did or not. I reckon i played pretty good in the trial i made a few mistakes in defence that was because the other team always had an overlap on my side because my centre partner went off in the first 5 minutes with a cork and we had no reserves so i was always caught out by myself. But my attack was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know maybe i could go back and play club level for a year and try out next year,  playing A Grade would be nice that would give me the chance to gain some more strength and skills ready for next years trials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tomorrow is the big day, i have the joy of going under the knife and get all 4 wisdom teeth taken out. Mum is always telling me that it is a very painful procedure and my mouth will be very sore for the next couple of days but i will be ok i got some good pain killers and i get to eat ice cream and yoghurt so that is good. The bad part is i will miss out on my school friends christmas party and my best friend chris' 18th birthday party. I have known chris since i was a little ankle bitter and i am so angry that i am going to miss his big day just because i gotta get this stupid operation done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well that is another sinkers story stay tuned till next time good bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110075633487371885?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110075633487371885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110075633487371885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110075633487371885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110075633487371885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/long-wait.html' title='a long wait'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9199672.post-110067022978417538</id><published>2004-11-16T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T21:43:49.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new beginning</title><content type='html'>WOW , my first blog, its so exciting. I have been told that this is a good way of letting your feelings out instead of keeping them stuck in your head till you go crazy so I thought i might try it and see what happens. Well firstly I would just like to say it feels very weird to not be waking up at 730 every morning and going to school everyday, doing all the homework, being harassed by the teachers for not doing my homework in some ways it feels good to not be at school and but it also feels very strange because now it is time to move on to something new in my life and right now i don't think i know what im gonna do. The HSC was an experience that i would not like to have ever again, after the first week i just did not want to do anymore. I had both english papers foodtech and pdhpe and maths all in a 7 day period and i was both physically and mentally drained and i still had 1 exam left. But i did my last exam and on november 1 i was finished and it felt so good knowing that i didn't have to do another exam for a long time. I would like to thank B he helped so much during this period, not just in maths (by giving me the confidence to not just give up on every question but to just think about them and try and work them out the best i could and it helped heaps) but he also helped me focus on what was really important which was God, he always said that what ever happens its all part of his plan and i just have to follow it. That doesn't mean i didn't study, i think i did as much study in that 3 weeks leading up to the exams then i have ever done in my whole school career, we'll just have to wait and see how it all ends up. At first i was really disappointed when i finished because i knew in my mind that i would not be able to go and do what i really wanted to do which was go to the acpe and become a PE teacher. So now it looks like im going to TAFE next year which should be good and maybe after that something else might come up i don't know its all part of Gods plan and so far it looks pretty good. I used to think that after you finished year 12 it was party time and you didn't have to do anything except bludge around at home and do nothing till next year but i was sadly mistaken, now its find a job time and earning your own money to pay for things something that i wasn't really prepared for. I don't mind working i just have a low motivation to actually go out and find where the work is. Well maybe something will come up soon and we will move onto the next story in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time stay tuned to find out the next sinkers story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9199672-110067022978417538?l=sinkersstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/feeds/110067022978417538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9199672&amp;postID=110067022978417538' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110067022978417538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9199672/posts/default/110067022978417538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sinkersstories.blogspot.com/2004/11/new-beginning.html' title='a new beginning'/><author><name>sinkers stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14383414574188524661</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
