Thursday, 30-Dec-2004 11:42 PM

I hope you all have a great New Year. Make sure you make realisitic resolutions this year! :P

They shaved his hair all off :( Wait there's more. Sam wants him to have a rats tail. Ugh!

Thursday, 30-Dec-2004 10:55 PM

Yesterday my anger and frustration with my sister hit its peak and I had somewhat of a breakdown. The day before my parents fly in, I'm frantically trying to clean the house because hey, my sister and I live here rent free, the least we could do if we can't keep it clean on a normal day to day basis is to clean the place up before they get here, right? So I'm clearing up the house while my sister lies on the sofa and reads The Da Vinci Code. I vacuum the whole house (minus her room because I'm nice, but I'm not THAT nice) and the car. I wipe the insides, wash the outside and polish it. I clean the kitchen and mop the floor. I do about 4 loads of laundry including my mom's stuff that she left behind on her last visit, bedsheets, towels, and bathroom rugs. I do all the ironing. I clean out the laundry area and bathroom.

My sister then has the nerve to ask me 'Have you finished reading The Da Vinci Code?' - I had bought it a week before her. I wanted to say 'How the hell am I supposed to get time to read when I have to do everything myself!?' but instead I say 'No.' and she continues to say 'Oh man, it's so good, I can't put it down.'

Then she took a nap. After dinner, she packed her stuff to go to her boyfriend's place. She started asking me when I was leaving the next morning to pick my parents up from the airport. I told her I didn't know, just to try and avoid giving her any specific time because I didn't want to pick her up. There was a jacket hanging on the stair bannister and I asked if it was hers and she sort of snapped at me, saying she thought it was mine and implied that since she didn't put it there, she shouldn't have to remove it. I'd had it by then. She didn''t freakin lift a finger all day except to turn the pages of a freakin book.

When she left, I called my dad and I just exploded. I told him I couldn't pick him and my mom up at the airport if it meant I had to drive my sister there as well. I've had it with doing all the driving. I've had it with doing so much on my own. Poor dad, he was like 'so uhm...who is coming then? I guess we'll get a taxi'. All I could say was 'I'm sorry, I just can't do it Dad, I can't be near her. I can't stand her.' She sits in the car and starts organising her social life on her phone while I'm driving. That's just wrong. I'm not a chauffeur and she's not Miss Freakin Daisy. She uses the excuse that she can't use her car because it's making funny noises but when it's something for her boyfriend, or to be with him, her car runs perfectly fine. Wtf ever. I can't be around her. I don't enjoy it. I don't like the person that she is and if we weren't sisters, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be friends with her. Harsh, but it's true.

Anyways, she's all set on eating all this stuff that she wants to cook for tomorrow when we park our butts in Balmain to watch the fireworks for NYE. We have to reserve a spot at 2pm so we'll be sitting there all day. She wants to make the same potato salad, vietnamese spring rolls, normal salad and pork balls. That's fine I guess. I can eat pretty much anything and I'm not complaining since this time, I'm not going to lift a finger. My mom however, wants to pack fried rice and said she could make it for herself, my dad and anyone else that wants it and I say I'm all for fried rice and my sis gets all pissed off at my mom because it's not western food. It's not like how she envisioned it to be. Man, thinking about how I'm gonna have to be around her alllllll day tomorrow is already making my blood boil. I hope I can sleep it off.

Saturday, 25-Dec-2004 11:03 PM

Merry Christmas.

I hope everyone is having a great christmas. I saw lots of beautifully decorated trees reflecting their multitude of colors against the windows of many houses so I'm sure many familys are having a great gathering.

I had a pretty good time today at Clontarf Park. We set out all these picnic rugs and opened plates and plates of food in the centre and everyone dug it. Everyone loved what I made, which was a total shock to me but it made me happy :) Even my messed up jelly was a hit. It was supposed to be in cubes but it turned out looking more like an animal had puked up red and green (Christmas colors!) chunks. It was so damn cold though that now I'm feeling even more sick than yesterday. My nose is running and my eyes are watering and everytime I cough, it feels like my capillaries are bursting inside me. We went back to my brother's place and played pool, foosball and airhockey on this 4 in 1 table thing he has. It was cool :) Then we played cards and my brother wanted to play for real money. I warned them. Oh how I warned them that I was the Queen of cards and did they really want to play for real money?

"Heh. You THINK you are" my sister said.

After winning my 5th game in a row, she said 'I don't care who wins just as long as she doesn't!' Oh I whalloped them all and even though the cards were worth 10cents a piece, I'm going to enjoy every cent of my five dollars and 70 cents winnings! :D

Well, now for the bad part of the news. My parents were in a bad car accident yesterday. They're okay, or so they claim, but I'm still worried. A souped up car smashed straight into my dad's side, causing it to spin and hit the lamppost, which then fell over. No one was injured but the other car is completely ridden off and my dad's car is pretty smashed up. Instinctly, a whole bunch of motor vehicle accident questions poured from my mouth - how fast was the car going? where exactly did it hit? how fast were you going? were you thrown forward? sideways? did any part of you hit anything? the dashboard? steering wheel? seatbelts on? whiplash? Then as I tried to sleep last night, all these possible injuries they could have kept me awake. Sometimes I think I know more than I want to. I just don't want to worry more than I already do about my parents.

Drive safe people.

Friday, 24-Dec-2004 10:33 PM

Yesterday we parked the cars near the uni gym and walked through the university for the last time over to the mall. Ate lunch there and then headed for the airport. We were running a bit late and I'm sure T was a little nervous about missing his flight but halfway through the long line, he was informed that the flight was delayed an hour and fifteen minutes. So we had a little bit of time to kill. We sat near the big windows eating icecream and watched as his plane was being prepared to leave. Saying goodbye sucks. I try to pretend that I'm okay, which only makes things worse when something inside me switches off and I can't keep it in anymore. I didn't want to say goodbye so I kind of held back until the guys all said goodbye and I was last (bad move). I looked at T and felt my eyes welling up, so I quickly wrapped my arms around him so he couldn't see. I didn't want to let go. He looked like he was going to cry and all I remember were nice words coming out of his mouth..something about us visiting and always having a place to stay. I just remember not being able to see clearly through wet eyes and he was standing there, so humble looking, holding the picture we got him in a bag that was torn because it was all I could find that could carry the big frame. It's just dawned on me that we all forgot to write on it.

Sigh. That was a hard goodbye. It didn't help that the entire day was cloudy and grey. Just miserable.

The worst part is that we didn't mention anything about keeping in touch, because I guess we both know that in the end, we won't.

I miss him.

You know what they say. When you're upset, or mad, go for shopping therapy. It helped a little. Specially these ladies that were trying to spread the christmas spirit through the whole mall.

Anyhow, hope you guys all have a great Christmas and New Year ! I spent most of today driving (my sister) around everywhere. Sleeping (because I'm still sick!) and cooking for tomorrow's picnic. My sister has gone Christmas crazy. She wants to celebrate Christmas this year so badly, the 'traditional' way, that it's really getting to her. It's really getting to ME. She wants everyone to eat turkey and ham tomorrow. She wants to have one of those puddings because it's 'tradition'. She wanted to spend all today cooking before Christmas Day, because it's 'tradition'. We've never ever done this, so it's definitely not in our family's tradition. She wants to be someone that my parents didn't bring us up to be. I don't really care if she wants to be a part of a family that comes out of a television series. I just wish she wouldn't talk to me about it.

Well, just to keep her happy for tomorrow, how's this:

Tuesday, 21-Dec-2004 11:33 PM

I have had a jam-packed week and now I'm sick :( Hung out with the guys yesterday. We ate Vietnamese for lunch, where we had super terrible service by a lady who didn't understand a thing we said and then a buffet for dinner. We all had 5 plates of food :D Mmm...food. Oh, except for the fact that the guys tricked me into eating an ox tongue. All along I thought it was some kind of bbq pork until I got closer to the centre part of the meat and it was tasting a little funny. Jerks! We played scrabble (because the boys wanted to redeem themselves from my thrashing their asses the other day) and 4 hours of mahjong - basically until we couldn't read the tiles anymore. I won though!

We took a group photo before the day ended and this afternoon was spent hobbling around trying to find a big frame to put it in. I wanted to make something similar for T that I made for the girls but one of the guys wanted

I made these the other week and gave one out to three of the girls before they left. We all signed the panels of the matte board inside in different colors and I thought it was a pretty neat gift. The guys thought it'd be nice to make one for T before he leaves so yesterday we took a group photo and today I spent the afternoon looking for a big enough frame because they thought the one I had was too small. There's a lack of nice photo frames in Sydney. Either that or they cost $105. Grr. Plus because I'm so undecisive, I now have three extra blank frames in my room. Two were too small and one was too plain. Good thing T decided not to leave tomorrow because I'm feeling too sick to wake up at 6am to drive him to the airport.

Sunday, 19-Dec-2004 10:29 PM

My new bestfriend - the blade.

I'm in a scrapbooking frenzy! I'm making a scrapbook for my sister in law - just throwing together some pictures of the baby and the family etc. If I have a kid one day, I hope I make the time to do these things. I've always been a little disappointed that my parents only have half of one small photo album of pictures of me when I was a baby. My older brother has like three and my older sister has two. I guess by the time they got to the third kid, they got bored of capturing precious moments! All babys cry, eat, sleep and poop, right? It's all the same. Ah well.

I didn't sleep at all last night and this morning I rushed to send S off at the airport. I thought I was going to miss her completely when I went to the wrong terminal (kind of reminded me of the Friends finale). It was sad seeing her go. She was a little quiet and kept saying she already missed the place. I'm not good at goodbyes, especially because I try to show I'm strong and that I don't cry (cept it never happens). All I could muster up was 'Have a safe flight. I'll see you in April for graduation.'

Now I'm the only girl left in this city. =/

Saturday, 18-Dec-2004 10:59 AM

This card cracks me up. I stuck these ugly photos of us making faces one time at the beach. He was laughing so hard at the photos after, I figured it would make a good cover for a birthday card.

Ugh, my head is pounding. I made Salami's b'day card at 3am and then rushed to send all his stuff in the mail before the post office closed. It kind of freaks me out going to the tiny post office down the road. Very convenient but the guy working there is starting to give me the creeps. Awhile back he was trying to guess my star sign when I had to show him my drivers license and last time I was there, he asked me where I lived. Then he told me he saw me on this particular street some months ago. Today I could feel his eyes on me as I packed Salami's presents in a box and while I was filling out the slip of paper, I paused when I had to write in the date and he goes '18th!' and I look up and he smiling at me.

Alright, back to bed I go!

Thursday, 16-Dec-2004 4:45 AM

M's farewell and playing cards with the ladyboys.

Sometimes I forget that I'm only little and if everything is in proportion, I must have a little liver too. Which means the poor thing has to work overtime to deal with all that 40% alcohol I had earlier :( But boy does it feel good to kick some male butt when it comes to video games and cards :D We went to M's farewell thing tonight. It ended earlier than she had hoped but it was a little boring. Sleazy guys at the club. I don't know whether to take it as a compliment that somebody actually wanted to touch my butt, not once, but five times that night. Sometimes it's nice hanging around chiro people because all the guys are nothing but muscle bulk and tonight I felt like G was my bodyguard when he told the butt-grabbing guy to back the fuck off. He'd been to the gym that day and I think he was looking for an opportunity to make a scene. The guys left and I met up with them later. When I walked into the apartment, all three guys were shirtless. One in their boxer shorts even. 'Holy shit, are you guys playing strip poker by yourselves??!' - 'Nah, it's just really hot in here.' Suuuure thing boys. We played the Big 2, something I hadn't played in years and after too many drinks, we played some xbox to sober up. I'm addicted to winning, I think. It's 5am and the adrenalin is still pumping through my veins. I'm too excited to sleep. You wouldn't have been able to tell that I'd been crying all day either. But that's another story for another day.

Monday, 13-Dec-2004 10:18 PM

Happy birthday, you.

Remember the boy? I haven't forgotten about him. Pity.

It's his birthday today. I've been thinking of calling him .... but that would be a big mistake.

Wouldnt it?

Sunday, 12-Dec-2004 4:16 AM

Too many late nights.

Yet another late night out! It was S's farewell tonight and we all met up at the local grill/bar for a few hours and then headed into the city. I don't know who's idea it was to go to the casino but I'm not complaining because I won 50 bucks off the 1 cent machine! At one machine I won over 81 free games and all this music was blaring out of the damn thing and there was a crowd of people around me. I was too embarassed to actually turn around but I mouthed to one of my friends 'are there people standing behind me?' and they just gave me this big cheesy grin back. I hate that sort of attention. It makes me feel like a big dork. I won the mini jackpot of twenty dollars at another machine and it actually paused the game for me and told me to call the attendant to give me the twenty dollars. Haha..it was a good night :D My contacts are all smoked up and I'm really craving a taco right now, but I hear birds waking up outside and I hate it when I'm awake at that hour. So I'm just going to go to bed hungry while they get to fill their bellies with worms. I'm quite jealous about that actually.

And you know what happened today? A boy told me to clean my room! Bah! You know your room is a disaster when a male tells you to do something about it :P I suppose it wouldn't be a bad idea seeing as I pierced my foot (again) a few days ago by stepping on a metal clip.

Saturday, 11-Dec-2004 2:21 AM

Back home from yet another night of clubbing. My feet hurt! I feel like I've been out more times this past week and a half than my entire college life. I wake up and I can't remember what day it is. Bad bad bad. But it feels oh so good. :D I finished my resume earlier in the day but chickened out of sending it to a few places in Malaysia. I guess because I'm almost afraid they will take me and I'll be trapped there. My mom would love that.

Out of the spur of the moment today I thought it'd be great to create personalised invitations for weddings and birthdays and other miscellaneous events, for a living. I'd love to dabble around with pretty paper and funky fonts. So I found myself at a new paper/stationery store at Bondi. I wandered around aimlessly until I found the japanese paper section and stood there, still, like a dumbfounded idiot, gaping at all the lovely designs until the man that worked there asked me where I was from.

'I've been here forever but I'm originally from Malaysia.'

'Do they have nice paper in Malaysia?'

'Umm, I don't know.'

And with that, he went back to stacking the shelves and I went back to staring at the paper. Okay, there was no point to that story. Just that I love paper and if you wanted to get my attention or shut me up, all you'd have to do is wave some sheets of it in front of me and you'll have my undivided attention. It'll be like hitting my pause button. Oh man I really don't know what I'm talking about. I really need some sleep.

Wednesday, 08-Dec-2004 1:33 AM

It's been a week already! I've been wanting to update with all the things I've done this past week and all the people I've had to say goodbye to but almost every night has been a big night and I'm just lost for words. So, I will leave you with this picture of a cap that M and I talked the guys behind the bar into giving us for free tonight. You're supposed to buy four beers before you get one. Yeah I know, it's a truckee's cap but I like it :P

Thursday, 02-Dec-2004 4:01 AM

Many drinks later and I'm back at my desk and chair and it seems so unfamiliar to me now, although I can feel my butt imprint on it still from sitting here so many, many hours this past few weeks. I'm glad it's all over!

It's too late to update and I've had too many drinks the past two days and I have clinic tomorrow..err in a few hours. Tonight was probably the last time I will see a lot of the friends I've made in the past few years. I'll miss them :(

And yes, that's Dr. A to you all! :D Thanks for the emails, I will get my butt into gear and reply as soon as I'm sober :)