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oh happy day..

Tuesday, September 20, 2005
Yes, I'm feeling happy today. Was feeling happier earlier today, now i'm just tired. Got to sleep in today, and made myself a nice big cup of Gloria Jean's coffee on the stove when i got up at 10.30 (yes, i realise this is still early for some) Then I took stuck my laundry in the machine and hopped into the shower and conditioned my hair and gave myself a facial and a wax. Pampering oneself is a necessity!

Once I was nice and clean and hairless I called my work place and told them that I'll be very available for the next 2 weeks since I'm on holiday, and Sonya said that they have been getting calls from their clients commending my work. Wow!! I didn't realise anyone actually realises when I do something well. The case usually is that they are blind till I stuff something up. Cool! I was elated and wanted to dance around, but I just called Mark and told him the good news. If only employers realise how much further praise can go rather than the opposite. =D

in-out-in-out-in-out

Yes... it's holiday time again. But really, semester breaks are a time where lecturers or progam directors or whoever is in charge of torturing students is given the excuse to throw more onto my pile of 'To Do ASAP' which is so high I can't even see the end of anyways. 22 lectures worth of Microbiology to do, a lot of pharmacokinetics I have to somehow try to understand, tutorials to catch up on, practical reports to write, one huge Literature review to research and write, and somehow I have to unwind and take a break as I am supposed to. Ok, I didn't really do much this weekend, which was the plan anyway. Mel used the mooncake festival as an excuse to get together, so we got together and had nice food and got sick on mooncakes. Cheese and sambal mooncakes, ok...! (no, 2 seperate ones, not 1)

Then somehow we ended up going to a gay bar near her house just for the fun of it, but no there wasn't much action there (thank goodness). A transvestite who was obviously trying very hard to be girl-ish, and not really succeeding (she-he(it?) had bad, bad B.O.) and come one! us real girls don't flail our hands and stick our butts out so much, ok?! Played some pool there and totally embarassed myself on CANADIAN TELEVISION. I don't know why there were filming there but I figured I'm not gonna waste my 2 bucks when I only know 3 Canadians anyways.

And we ended the night with porn. Hoho.. i don't know how we got the idea, but 4 girls and 1 porn DVD = a lot of analysing.
"Oh my gosh .. her boobs are so huge!"
".. I bet they are fake... Look at the scar under her boob!"
"Hehe.. it's bent to the right!"
"How is thaaaat gonna fit??!"

Very amusing but not very nice. I was feeling a little nauseous while I was washing the dishes (lost interest in the in-out-in-out action) and I don't know whether the mooncakes or the porn or the B.O. was to blame. Long night, and nice start to the hols.

Back to database searching now......

Friday, September 02, 2005
So now after 3 weeks my birthday celebrations have finally finished. I never knew birthdays could be so much fun. When you're young you have all these fantastic birthday parties, with balloons and those noisy things, but when you as you grow older, parties just don't happen anymore. And if they do, people wanna get drunk and act stupid and all. Or people come expecting great things to happen. It's alright when you're a kid cause you make your own fun, but boring grown-ups don't do anything. Hehe..

So i decided to create my own fun. I thought that instead of an alkihol-centered party, I'd make it a foodilicious one. I know people from all over, and what better thing could there be besides getting people to bring food from their countries! And hey, no obligation to stay late! Come, eat and make merry and go when you need to. 'Can't make it'? yea sure whatever, come if you care enough to want to indulge in some yummy food. And it turned out to fantastic. At one point, my house was so packed, i had to open up the doors and windows to get some fresh air, cold night or not. Sure some people turned up empty-handed (maybe they don't understand the word pot-luck and expect a drunken event)

Thank you to all those who came! muah muah!

And my laptop finally came. Oh gosh.. don't 'import' stuff into Australia. My poor laptop was sitting in the Customs office, with me checking into the USPS website 5 times a day, wondering what it customs wanted with my laptop. It turned out that I had to friggin pay tax! No, that never crossed my mind! I was handed this super complicated form and was told it would cost 50 bucks. #$%^&*&^%$!!! The lady at the front counter was quite nice and said that to get a customs broker (customs who??) to clear it for me would cost only 70 bucks in total, and that would be problem free. then she handed this 5 page list to me of customs broker and said their charges range from 70 to 150 dollars, and said that she couldn't tell me which were the $70 ones cause they 'do not endorse companies' *&^%$#$%^&*!!!! So i had to call up about 10 when i decided that the first company was the cheapest. Isn't life always like that.

After much faxing and calling, they finally processed my form and they told the post office to forward the parcel to my house. (Customs sends it back to Australia Post) But at that point i was so frustrated at all the delays (there were many more before this) that I just went to the post office to pick it up. At least i don't have to worry about the post-man having a collision crash or someone dropping my laptop or whatever else could go wrong.

But my laptop (Compaq V2000, 1.7GH, 60 MB, DVD-burner, wide-screen, all the fancys..) is finally in my hands and I spent a whole day reinstalling windows and all my programs and tranferring my pictures and music... Finally it is ready and I couldn't have been happier (unless it was an Apple Powerbook G4)

Uni has been very taxing and just crazy this semester. I feel like each hour-long lecture requires about 3-hours to prepare and make notes for. And i don't seem to be comprehending the material. I can't even think of going for a trip somewhere these hols cause i have to catch up (though that seems quite impossible) and my photographer wants to get some work done with me. I think modelling will be quite cool. I won't be a 'real' model, cause he just needs a test model to adjust the lights and think of poses, so you won't be seeing me in catalogues. Would be quite cool though if I could somehow get a contract. Pay will be somewhere between $150-$200 per hour! I'll be rich! Haha.. maybe not really, but that would really be cool. I'm sure there is a market for 'normal-looking' girls with realistic figures. I don't have a model's body, nor do I intend to, but if what I have will work, then why not! It'll be fun!

It's a friday night and i'm thinking about work. *sigh* Martina and I have agreed that no matter what, we are going out tonight!


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