They're leaving tomorrow. My darlings are leaving tomorrow. *sobz* I don't want them to leave! I had sisters for 10 days. That's not enough! No more camping out in the living room. No more laughing fits at about 10 p.m. every night. No more HIMYM together. No more complaints about the horrible heatwave together. No more eyetoy! *gasp* Here's to our awesomeness... our last batch of deformed peanut butter cookies:
Big news big news! Wuffles has been located! Apparently, I left it at lilcharmjas's basement a year ago when I was in Melbourne. -.- Caused a bit of confusion on their part wondering where my little doggy came from, and he ended up sleeping with jas's other soft toys ever since. And now, a year of grief and devastation later... the mystery has been solved. Case closed.
My baby's returning to me! Erm... whenever I do go to Melbourne again, that is. For some reason, along with the disappearance of my baby a year ago, all the pics I took of him disappeared as well. *horror* The only one I could dig out was this... from intima conference '06:Muahahaha, getting in touch with my chinese roots, heehee. Actually that was copy-pasted from some lyrics website. 'Cause my 7 years in Chinese kindergarten and primary school are a thing of the past. Meaning, I can't write Chinese for sh*t now... at least not those difficult complicated words anyway. I can communicate perfectly fine. Just nothing on pen and paper yar? At least I can still read some random bits and pieces of Chinese yes yes yes? (Trying to comfort myself) Hehe.
ANYWAY, Lil and Charm arrived early yesterday morning. I woke up at 5 a.m. to fetch them from the airport. By fetch, I do mean that I caught 2 buses to the airport, met up with them, and all 3 of us caught another 2 buses back to my place. Unfortunately, I don't have the luxury of having a car to drive around in. They are, at the current moment, still snoozing like little pigs after a long day of PS2 and How I met Your Mother yesterday. Hehe. Feels good to have guests over to bum with me =D Still yet to decide what we're gonna do today. Perhaps more PS2 and videos? Most likely off to gallivant around the city if the weather permits. Or maybe, oh maybe, they'll discover the wonderful world of Gundam (although I highly doubt it) too and together, we will travel to Japan and pilot robots for a living. Kickass. Yeah.It occurred to me that in all my 21 (coming to 22) years, this is the first time that I'm living completely alone. I've always had housemates, be it family when I was back in Kuching, or random people put together when I was on Hamilton Island and in Toowoomba (or rather, Whoop-whoop, as peterabbit likes to call it).
This time, I am truly alone. For the time being until I find a housemate anyway. Living alone is a bit freaky. Particularly with a "bien tai" pervert of a postman who asks all sorts of random questions and tries to buy time at my door every time he delivers parcels that I have to sign for. Brrrrrr. There have been reported break-ins in the neighbouring suburbs over the past week, too. And when you're alone in your house and hear weird noises at night, what do you do? Roll yourself into a caterpillar and hope that whatever or whoever is causing the din can't see you. It used to puzzle me that movies along the lines of Fantaghiro and The Brothers Grimm greatly disturb me. After all, talking rocks and knights in shining armour are pretty close to what goes on in my head. Pondering upon it, I have come to the following conclusion: Witches with long fingernails scare me. Of course, it might also have something to do with dark eerie forests. But long fingernails are definitely petrifying. Definitely.Whoever coined the phrase "Strike while the iron is hot" should be shot. 'Cause I managed to burn my finger by striking when the iron was hot. *sobz* My poor little pinky.
A friend showed me a video of when Wu Chun, George, Eric, and Chen Yi Ru were in Singapore promoting Gong Zhu Xiao Mei about a year ago, and Wu Chun went out of tune for a bit when he was singing the OST, HAHAHAHA (so mean, hehe). Just goes to show that stars are not all as perfect as media tries to portray them to be. To the girls and guys who follow idols around like idiots: Wake up! They're humans. Humans lucky enough to be born with good genes, i.e. good looks/acting or singing talent/gift of the gab etc., but humans nonetheless. Humans like you and me. Pfft. Speaking of which, I do think George is cute though, hehe. But that's about it. Stumbled upon his blog only because of DramaWiki and my habit of wiki-ing every actor and actress from movies/dramas that I watch. Heh. What's disturbing is that he kinda resembles one of my ex-es whom I used to think was really annoying.
Anyhoo, Lil and Charm are coming over from Melbourne for 10 days starting Thursday so yay for me! I really do have many angels watching over me. After mum left back to Kuching, it got kinda lonely. But my ex-piano teacher, who's a really close friend of my mum and I, lives directly next door to me now (she helped me find this place after all), so her family takes me out from time to time. The downside of living next to her, though, is that her two boys (turning 6 and 9 this year) run over every chance they get. I do love kids, but these 2 get really annoying sometimes. It got to a point where I pause all music (which is on 24/7 otherwise) and listen petrified every time I hear the pitter-patter of little feet, and anticipate the much dreaded ring of my embarrassingly childish doorbell and the resonating sound of their voices in unison calling "Jocelyn che cheeeeeee (jie jie)". I cower in fear. Thankfully enough, their mum stops them from coming over unless she really needs me to babysit while she pops off to buy groceries or run errands for a bit. Phew.
So I’ve dropped off the face of the Earth for quite a bit. I assume people have stopped coming to my blog anyway considering the consistency of my blog posts as of late. Finally decided it was about time I dropped by with an update since people have been wondering where I’ve gone and whether I am still alive… well I am, I think, I hope.My mum was here from mid-Nov 2008 for about 5 weeks so I was busy cherishing the time I had with her. Really. This isn’t just another excuse for my absence and tendency to procrastinate. Really. =D Now that she’s left, it feels a little lonely in the house ‘cause I haven’t yet been able to find a housemate (‘cause Ms Tiong bailed on me, hrmf, stupid buses to Rostrevor, *grumble grumble*).I’ve been looking around for a part-time job, but have been unsuccessful so far. Probably due to the global financial armageddon at the moment. Having nothing to do gets annoying and lying around gets tiring after a while. But a year in Toowoomba has taught me that, if anything, I could always dance around the house singing 90’s pop songs at the top of my lungs. There’re also my faithful cuddlies who, strangely enough, never talk back when I talk to them. And of course, there’s also Internet.For those who don’t already know, I’ve moved back to Adelaide since a month and a half ago. All you have to know is that it was for financial and partly personal reasons. It is also very hot today. The kind of “hot” that makes me nauseated and lethargic. The kind of “hot” that makes me see happy places.
