I wonder if I am really getting to the ultimate stage -- being a boring old fart. Give me the options of a clubbing session or a lar-teh session, I would grab the car and chiong to a prata stall immediately.
Anytime.
But my corresponding acquaintances seem to differ. In them, I see their still very youthful lifestyles and the energy to hold up the sleeping spells till 5am.
I think my bedtime in Perth was 10pm, which is to say, Singapore's 9pm. Even last night, after watching the 9.30pm 葉問 which ended at around 11.30pm, we went home immediately. No supper, no nothing.
with loads of potato chips in different flavours and not intending to share them with anyone. I conveniently forgot to buy starbursts and havaianas!
I heard that I passed all my exams -- I haven't checked. I was on the way to Esperance taking over the wheel when I heard my phone rang -- a text message from Yuet Wei telling me my results.
Let's just say I was happily driving 480km at an average speed of 140km/h. =)
Hullo! Flying alone was so boring. I had two seats to myself and sprawled on them, literally. I watched the second half of Sex and The City and also the second half (as well) of Journey to the Center of the Earth. Ask Qantas Inflight Entertainment (they call themselves the best in the world, according to the magazine I read onboard) why only the second halves.
It's my first night in Perth and I have no idea why I'm not exactly excited! When the plane was touching down, I looked out the window and realised that everywhere is so.. flat! I mean, no high-rise buildings except in the city! Now I realise I am a city girl. I feel so damn weird seeing an ang moh as a janitor.
The sky has no clouds.
The sun sets at 7.30pm. It's an hour faster than Singapore.
OTS is now lying on his bed revising his notes for the upcoming paper on Friday, eating Starburst Babies. I am quite surprised that the supermarket sells many kinds of greens that I have never ever seen in my life. And for the first time, I ate homecooked steak. Thank you OTS.
I am so gonna buy every flavour of potato chips back!
12th September 2008: My Maternal Granny's Birthday
The old lady's birthday falls a day before Mid Autumn Festival on the lunar calendar and we celebrate it every year by gathering together to have dinner!
寿面 (Longevity Noodles)
肉脞豆腐 (Beancurd with minced meat)
姜葱鱼片 (Stir-fried fish slices with ginger and onion)
27th September 2008: Celebrating Hong Jun's Birthday
Was supposed to go bowling but I was so late I totally missed it. We then walked around in Marina Square before deciding to catch a movie -- Vicky Cristina Barcelona, which TOTALLY SUCKED, I'm telling you. It was not just bad -- it was horrendous.
For dinner, instead of the flashy western cuisines that we always go to for birthdays, we opted for simple Chinese fare at Crystal Jade as most of us felt like eating something soupy!
Oh oh this 椒盐豆腐 is so delicious!
The guys tucking in!
The two lovebirds looking at each other! Oh that's Ming Yu and Hong Jun anyway! Hurhur.
Okay, that's all I have! I'll try to upload more okay?
I wonder if it has anything to do with the rain tonight, but my Internet connection sucks. Not that serious, just that it isn't as exhilarating surfing the net, especially when my laptop has just been given a new boost of power -- 2.5GB DDR2 RAM. For those who did not study Computing Information Processing module, RAM stands for Random Access Memory.
I have failed to be a supporting Queen. The King has been extremely fiery these few days. If only I studied psychology as well -- I would know exactly how to pacify/ignore him. Haha.
Have been trying to draft up my CV -- a promise I made to the King in an attempt to secure any job that comes. Note: anyjob, not ajob. It's an uphill task, I tell you. I realised I have zilch achievements worth mentioning! The last award I received was... a bursary in Primary 5? Sighs.
My Sims characters are amazing! They can constantly clog up toilet bowls. Instead of running to the toilet bowls, they rather stand there, clutch their stomachs and wave their hands madly at me. I got so tired cleaning the toilet bowls so I deleted the old and dirty ones and replaced them with brand new ones. And they can still wonder -- where did it go? I've changed them, you idiots!
Anyway Hoola has given birth to a pair of twin boys! I've named them Dickeradoo and Dickeradee. On an average basis, in an hour, the twins can become toddlers. At my rate of playing, in two days' time they would become teenagers already. By the time I reach Perth, I can send them to university. Constantine (their father) has $3,000,000 so they don't have to work. I am contemplating whether to build another bowling lane indoors or outdoors. Hmmm, maybe two elevators in the house?
You see why I like The Sims 2 -- I can play God. A fucking rich God.
When I was having exams, OTS would call me 'The Queen' because I would get very frustrated and find every little thing irritable. That sounds like a PMS syndrome, only that it went on for weeks prior to my exams and only ended punctually when the invigilators said 'Time's up!" for my last paper.
Yesterday, after my paper, immediately I texted him -- "I have officially ended my reign as The Queen."
For the past few weeks, he was exceptionally patient, endured shit from me, called me whenever I asked him to, delayed talking to him, whined about my studies and rambled on terms he couldn't understand.
Right, right. He is very very nice. And this, I have to reciprocate. Because it's his turn now. Welcome to Hell, Melvina Koh. The new king is going to be damn anal and vengeful for all the shit he has endured from you.
Try me. Hur.
Anyway, I painted my toenails bright Barbie Pink. I told OTS that, and he totally disregarded it like he didn't hear what I said. See?! This is the start, Melvina. Get used to it.
Gonna wait for The King's call now. Hehe.
Update: In a feeble attempt to empty my recycle bin on the desktop, I deleted the recycle bin away. An obvious omen that shows that one is sleepy and tired.
OTS: I'm done, baby. But give me some time to chill can? Me: Oh good. Me: You need some ice? OTS: Sure. OTS: Thanks for the chill baby. OTS: Brrrrrr.
He actually bothered to entertain. HE ACTUALLY BOTHERED??!!!
I just came back from the part-time boyfriend's BBQ in his house. I realised that with the impending last paper, I really have no mood to talk, eat, or even sleep properly. Oh oh, the bacon with asparagus. Very salty.