Saturday, 30-Apr-2005 1:14 PM

All aboard the love boat! A night I don't really want to remember.

Last weekend took us on a cruise (thou shall not name due to embarassment!) where only females were allowed on board and entertainment consisted of:

The place was packed with man-hungry girls. Mostly hens nights and birthdays etc. K organised this for S's hens night because we're not sure if we'll be able to make it to Perth for hers later in the year. She didn't know about it so when she got called up on stage she wasn't very amused =/ She wore her massive rock that night - on loan from her boyfriend who hasn't proposed yet because he's planning some kind of surprise for her. They have a strange relationship, where everything is planned out for the future but nothing's happened yet. Plus they had this all planned and they weren't even going out?? Hmm...

The oldest lady on board said she was a nun and had a thing for younger men. There was a group of old asian ladies there never left their seats. S's best friend, D got pulled up to the centre too, where they did all kinds of ungodly things to her. In fact, a whole bunch of the boys there took a fancy to her and one of them wouldn't leave her alone. Begged us all to go to their VIP afterparty and said he'd pay for us to get back. So we went for a short while, then he followed us back to another club to meet some other friends of ours. Poor guy hung out with us all night because he was so smitten over D and by the end of the night, she got sick of him and I saw him sitting down by himself at one of the tables. Two bars later and my mom started calling me up. She insisted on coming to pick me up since she was awake anyway so I let her. Two of my friends came with me and when we get to the car, I see MY DAD in there too. I can't remember being in this kind of situation and being this embarassed since I was in highschool. And when I thought it couldn't get any worse - they did it again to me the next night.

Thursday, 28-Apr-2005 3:47 AM

All partied out.

I'm retiring my dancing shoes (man it hurts to walk around in heels all night) for a good while now! Everyone has flown back home today or is flying home in a few hours so tonight was our last night out. Went to Oxford St...the club was pretty packed for a Wednesday night. My friends attract the strangest guys though...eesh. Not that I'm looking. Not that I can even SEE that well when it's so dark and my contacts aren't strong enough. K was pointing out this cute guy who walked right between us and after he left, she leaned in toward me and said 'he saw you pull a face!'. Haha. Sorry guy but that 'face' wasn't me smirking at you or anything, I was just squintin my little eyes to get you in focus. Not my cuppa tea though. That's the great thing about hanging around K - we have totally opposite tastes.

Adios amigos! Someone knock me out before the birds start chirpin.

Wednesday, 27-Apr-2005 3:31 AM

It has been a string of crazy late nights this week.

That gross guy is a stripper. That girl, no, that's not me. That's D. Thank goodness!

Too many drinks! Time for bed!

Monday, 25-Apr-2005 11:39 PM

My graduation is tomorrow. It won't be the same without you and I really don't want to walk on stage and look through the crowd and see your empty seat.

Friday, 22-Apr-2005 6:41 PM

wtf?!

Tuesday, 19-Apr-2005 7:09 PM

Mrs Tim Taylor. My 'Home Improvement' Mom.

My mom is not your typical housewife. She never sweeps the floor or mops it, doesn't wipe the countertops and when she cooks, she rarely puts the vegetables back in the fridge. If she does, she puts all the unused portions in the same bag so we have a mix of half a tomato, eggplant, green veggies, and onion all packaged together. It drives me nuts.

But that's not the point. The point is, when she's here, household chores consist of:

- Me painting the bathroom ceiling

- Rewiring the kitchen lights

- Removing all the airconditioning vents to bleach

- Regrouting the bathroom tiles

This one tops the cake :

- Installing sensors into the kitchen so the lights turn on automatically when you walk in

Sigh.To think I used to complain about having to clean my room!

Saturday, 16-Apr-2005 2:41 AM

I don't know how they do it.

Today I made the decision to make an effort to do my hair as nice as I can from now on and so I tried out this all-in-one hair styling thing I got. You can do big curls, tight curls, waves, bed hair, dead straight hair, you name it. After burning myself 87459347 times, I've decided that I look pretty damn good with my usual messy hair just twisted up in a big claw clasp.

Wednesday, 13-Apr-2005 0:55 AM

I'm nervous. I just want things to work out the way I'm hoping they will.

Friday, 08-Apr-2005 0:33 AM

This is how I feel.

My life feels like such a blur right now. I'm moving on so slowly and yet the days seem to go by so fast. I can't even tell you what I did yesterday. He asked me today, 'why do you go to the gym so much?' We talked a little and when we got off the phone, I was so bummed out. I managed to scrape myself off the bed and headed for, yes, the gym. I run a lot because I feel like it's a way of running away from all the problems surrounding me. I'd place you behind me and I'd start running. I'd run fast and far and for as long as I could because you're getting smaller behind me and maybe in ten more steps, you'll disappear and I'll be okay. I realised, however, that I don't know where I'm running to, where I'm headed and when I asked myself that today, I saw something small in front of me. It was getting bigger and the further I ran, the larger you got until I hit the end and there you were, in front of me. I don't know if that just means I can't run away from my problems because if I don't face it, it'll always be there, getting in my face. Or, that it really is you that I want to see at the end this tunnel.

And if I'm not making any sense, it's because I spent the last few hours trying to pack for a short trip away. Seminar interstate. I can't believe how long it takes me to pack. I'm actually exhausted from it.

Sunday, 03-Apr-2005 11:57 PM

A day at the gym

So I've been going to the gym a lot and it's all been for free because my sister and her boyfriend joined and they gave me some special trial passes and 'bring-a-friend' passes and now that I've used them all up, I decided to actually join. Joining a gym is pretty darn expensive so I'm determined to go as often as I can. Today I decided to swim laps at the pool. Three laps into it and I was about dead but it irked me that the girl in the lane next to me kept going with her freestyle. If she can do it, so can I, damnit.

So I swam 30 laps. You know, just to really try and kill myself.

And that I did. I think I fractured the tuft of my 2nd metcarpal bone =( I'd like to say it was from swimming so many laps but sigh, let the truth be told. While I was taking a shower at the gym, the shampoo bottle fell from above my head and somehow landed upside-down with it's bottle-necked cap right on my distal phalanx! I usually only make one outburst when I stump my toe or drop things on it, but this was excruciatingly painful and I couldn't help but gasp and moan every few seconds. I was embarassed that anyone outside would have heard me and wondered what was going on in my steamy shower cubicle. I remember it took me to the floor of the shower - I was hoping no little kid would walk by and bend down to look under and see my in all my glory. You know a public shower isn't the most hygenic of places but you really don't know until your face is that close to the tiles that you can tell that the hair on the floor is not from any part of you or from anyone elses's head either. I watched as the blood began to pool under my toenail and after hobbling out of there and getting back home, all I remember was moaning on the floor with my toes hidden under a bag of McCain's frozen peas. I even tried using a tuning fork to see if I felt anything (not sure how accurate those things are in detecting fractures) and man did it hurt. Got a massive migraine after that and I know I'm all against the whole panadol thing but after 7 hours I couldn't take the pain anymore and gladly downed two tablets.

Now I can go sleep soundly knowing that my receptors have the night off as nothing's going to register in my brain tonight :P

Saturday, 02-Apr-2005 0:41 AM

Seeing double

Hmm, after eating the remnants of my chocolates from Easter, I'm warming up with a glass of hot water and lemon juice and you know what? It tastes just like Bovril! Remember drinking that when you were little? Mmm..I used to love that stuff.

Last week my sister and I were rushing to meet an old friend for drinks before she flew back to Perth. It's funny, we've been friends since we were little kids in Thailand and when she moved to Perth and us to Sydney, we wrote letters often and were always up to date with each others lives but when she moved to Sydney three years ago with her boyfriend, we saw her hmm...twice? The thing with my sister and I is we pride ourselves in being quite different from each other but often we've been caught out. Like that night when we were rushing to get changed and my sister got in the car and was waiting for me. I ran down, jumped in and we drove off only to realise we were wearing almost the same thing. Black top, beige/tan skirt and black heels. Grr! 'Don't worry', I tell her, as I turn around to throw my jacket in the backseat - 'at least we've got different jackets....DOH!'. It was hilarious (although not at the time because we were running late), my sister reversed back down the street, up our driveway and was ready to storm out when I said I'd go change.

The funniest time before that was in KL when we went shopping and I was with my mom and she was with her bf. We were supposed to meet at a certain time and when we got there, she saw the storename on the bag I was carrying and gasped.

'Is that MY DRESS in the bag!? Did you buy MY dress?!' she cries.

'No. It's MY dress'

'Is it a lilac-purplish colour and was it hanging on the mannequin at the front of the store?!'

'......yes.'

'AAARRRGHHHHHH! You bought my dress!!!!!!!'

She was so irritated that she didn't get it before me, because apparently she saw it before me.

So well, now we have two of the same dress.

Worse yet was when we were in Singapore a few years ago. We didn't want to shop with each other so we split and when we were back at the hotel, I told her what I bought and pulled out this sweater. She ran over to her bags and pulled out the same one. Same colour, same size! So bloody annoying :P