I'm alive, I'm alive.

Hello hello everyone! Good to see you all safe and sound and healthy. Or if by any chance you are now being held inside a Russian Mob and is not safe and sound and healthy, I wish you well in any way possible. There's always suicide!

I'm joking. Suicide jokes aren't funny and people shouldn't be made fun of if they're in a difficult situation. Except if they are one of those people who always gets out of trouble really easily, like that guy MacGyver. Man I would love to see him fail for once.

Except for that mullet. Anyone fails if they have mullets.

Business in front, party in the back. But yeah, speaking of things you shouldn't make fun of, do you know what else that falls in that category? What was that? Your life? Oh, my life? My life falls into that category? What do you mea- oh. I see. I get it now. Yeah thanks for that, man. Thanks for that. You're just basically expressing my parents' thoughts more loudly. It's been like that since day one, you know. "Is this.... is this for real? Did this came out of my belly? Is it a boy or a girl?" I'm joking. My parents love me (please).

But yeah, what I really want to say is that you shouldn't really make fun of people. It's bad. It's as bad as having one of your toes accidentally kicking the foot of the table. Which is pretty bad.

Lame grandma time aside, I have good news and bad news! The good news is, I'm moving to a different city soon! So this blog which is effectively named after Wollongong wouldn't be pretty relevant anymore. But I'll keep it, just because I love it and I love my avid readers. Which, truly I can count by one hand: My Mum, a second account made by myself to see my blog from an another point of view, and that guy who I'm pretty sure was just another account made by my mother. Yeah, you people can see I'm the pretty popular guy around here *stretches*.

And bad news is, I don't have any bad news! Isn't that bad? I wish I do so I can talk more. I love talking to you guys. And by you guys I mean those three accounts that I talked abou- I'm gonna go. This is going nowhere.

But if there's actually someone reading this blog, then can I ask you a favor? I want you to tell me an awkward moment in your life where you accidentally do something inappropriate, like for me I chortled at people's misfortune because I sometimes thought that it was a joke. Write it down in the comments section because I would love to hear them.

Until next time!