Been rather busy with the wedding and now I'm sick. Arghh!!
Anyway, now that my sister isn't gonna share a room with me anymore, I get to listen to the radio until I fall asleep(which is much later than my sis), talk on my cell till I die from brain tumour.. and erm, basically I get to enjoy the privacy I've always yearned for.
I'm just thinking, when I go back to Australia next year, my parents will be the only ones left in the house. Things could get pretty lonely considering the fact that my house isn't exactly very tiny. 2 old folks, a maid and a highly annoying labrador spells trouble. Maybe my house could be a day care centre for Ianna. x)
The reason why I haven't been blogging regularly is because I haven't been doing anything ever since I came back. The weather has been nasty, my plans have been put on hold because of NTU's ongoing exams, I haven't caught Potter, haven't seen the
other 5 girls, haven't eaten so many things because I've been spoilt by Kenny and have refused to travel by bus just to eat. Going to town and coming back by bus is still fine when it comes to meeting people who don't drive. See, I'm pretty adaptable.
Speaking of which, town sucks. Shopping sucks and this season's clothes is fucking hideous. I'll just make do with the clothes I bought from Aussieland. Which really isn't alot to begin with. Sigh!
Phua: It's this huge packet containing a mixture m&ms, peanuts, raisins and other things. I can't remember the name but my friend from Montana offered me some and it was addictive. If you do see it in the supermarket, help me buy back ok? Thanks.
I have nothing left to say, or rant. Life
IS getting mundane. I'm thinking of lying on my bed, listening to George Michael and eventually falling asleep. Dinner and other late night activities can wait.
Might book an appointment with the dentist to clean my teeth and at the same time, remove the wisdom teeth on my lower jaw. At least that would give me a valid reason not to eat. The whole bullshit on transportation problem sounds lame after awhile.
