Adelaide.

Arrived in Adelaide early evening yesterday. Seemed to find myself in some kind of an embarrassing moment the whole of evening yesterday;
Dad farted really loud in the hostel room in front of everyone in the room. Mind you, I was there and I had to whisper loudly saying “Dad!” and everyone giggled in the room cos my dad’s face is emotionless as usual after his huge farting moment.

Entered a scene club WITH my dad. Yes, bad enough that my dad’s there. But this time, he was sleeping in the club after enjoying the music too much. Awesomeeeee. I am so damned lucky that I don’t live in this town.

So this is how amazing my trip in Adelaide for day 1. I shall see how much more embarrassment will I go through as I am going to be here for another 4 days. World peace yo!

I actually stared at this screen for awhile thinking what to type in here.
It's not that I don't know what to type. It's that I don't know where to start - too much things to cover that I am pretty clueless now.
Seeing that I've been sick the day I landed... Oh, what a nice way to start my journey. I blame the chocs for it.
I was in the midst of getting well till I mixed both antibiotic and tequila together. Oh what a mix... I don't need to go there to tell you what happened that night.

Having said that, as long as there's Ricky in the house, the house will never be boring. Oh, how we check out them male strippers in town and how he guessed my taste right. Come to think about it, we both actually have the same taste in mens which is ironic. ;)

Asking a sick person to cycle is NOT a good idea. Getting burn and feeling light in the head most of the time. Oh, how much that kills. These burn hurts like a bitch and ugh, I look as if I'm wearing gloves with these burns.

Late night bubble teas and card games. Mmmm greasy food and sore throat - not exactly a good mix. But yeh, this is just the first entry.

I knew I was a fan of pole. Now I have more reasons to love pole. Oh, how I have 2 beautiful dancers as my idol. Oh, look how beautiful they move. Oh, how I wish I have the strength like them.
Felix and Remi Martin are both the idol. Beautiful - simply beautiful.

And Antony and the Johnsons produces good music. You should definitely check them out. I am so so touched by their music. Music like these makes me oggle.

This is love.

I finally found the name of the designer that I've been searching for months. I first saw it and I went crazy wanting to buy it but I didn't have the money then until I forgot that dude's name. Anyhow, I have been spending WAY too much lately, in literal sense. If I were to tell you how much I spent, you'd go all =O as it could probably be the amount that you'll spend in 6 months. Finally got the handbag that I've been procrastinating to get. But you can't blame me as I am not a very handbaggy person so I don't own like 292938 handbags but just a few and I only use one. How sad I know. I am so damned picky but I can't help it.

In 4 days, I'll be leaving for 2 months to travel. I'm excited definitely. Been waiting for a long vacation.

Anyhow, I'm thinking if I should get this.


And this too.


Been waiting for awhile to get Herve Leger's dress. He is that nukka that I forgot his name. Better blog about this before I forget his name again. Heh.

Yay or nay?

Life and death.

Just as you think life is so long and dreadful, you can be wrong.
Just as you think life seemed to pass so quickly, you can be wrong.
A bit of equality should be there in my opinion – not too fast, not too slow; perfect the way it is.

It makes me wonder how it feels like the day I entered the world. If I can choose to remember those memories, I would choose to keep it. I want to know if the whole story behind about how babies cry because they know that they are entering a horrifying world. Some part of me believes it’s true because I really do think that babies are an innocent soul. However, another part of me differs.
So when you are living the life of a human breathing the air, does it ever occur to you why you are in this world? Are you here to make a change?
This leads me to death.

Do you really believe that there’s life after death? I do like to think so because I admit; I do not like the idea of death thinking that it is the end of the chapter for humans. I guess it is a way to convince myself that there is more meaning to life than just an end. Hence it made me wonder if they meant life after death in the sense that if you were someone famous in the living world; you are remembered for the things you did while you’re alive – does that considered as “life” or that there is literally more life than just memories?

I was never really close to my gran until she left the world – I didn’t want to. It was during the funeral that I realised how much of a woman she is; no, not any other ordinary woman. She survived the World War I and how she volunteered for so many organizations throughout her lifetime; how she goes to the church and tells stories to them little ones where curiosity plays a major part of life. Indirectly, I am very much like her compared to all her grandchild seeing that I have always enjoyed volunteering and helping others….

As much as I do not like the idea of believing in spirits and what not – sometimes, it’s best to have a little bit of faith in those things rather than not having any beliefs until it occurs to you. Conversely, it’s never too late to believe in something.

Anyhow, listen to this song.

Intensity.

Been thinking non stop the past 40 hours that it haunts me in my sleep. Creep.
That probably explains the excessive headache I've been having all day.
It's amazing, isn't it? How one confession left you thinking about so many fucking things.
Could have punched you in the stomach or smack that head of yours to ask you to wake up and not judge - but that's not who I am, never.

Finally met Andy again after so long. So good to see him, you have no idea. Boy, he definitely did put on some weight so I told him that he gained weight and he got all sad cos he reckons that I think he's fat. No sir. Weight - in general.
It was a good night out for us though. A little bit of drama when the bouncer was being an ass to us.
Come to think about it; do I look like I have "drama" printed on my forehead?

I can't wait for my getaway. I need some time off to think.
And I found a new love. Soon.. in probably a week time; I'd get hold of it.

Atrhur's 20th.

Fat ass. Getting old you old fart.
Stop speaking so loudly as we're not 3038237 miles away from you.
And stop repeating our full names. You're embarrassing us; or at least me.
I am going to smack you in the head, you drunkard.
Anyhow, happy 20th birthday. You're officially not a teen anymore.
But more reasons for you to be a little retarded in the head trying to act young and coming up with sly jokes.
Ps. I am still a teen. Jealous?

I don't know what I should do or say when you put me in this position.
I was left speechless. Tried so hard to be logical.
Tears wouldn't stop steaming down my face.
When friendship goes wrong...
There goes a friendship...

Being the nice girl does not mean you wouldn't get hurt.
When they like you for your personality... well, bonus if you have the looks.
Maybe I should start being the next big bitch.
I can try but I am very likely to fail.
Someone should just slap me out of this.
Anyone.

New.

A tad bit random but...
Sup world?