Cinderella

I turned into Cinderella again. If my rich old man never comes, I think I'll go get myself married to a farmer "out dere in da countray", get an apron tied 'round me middl' an' start scrubbin' me kitch'n floor with a piece of ol' rag. But until I get married to that farmer "out dere in da countray", I'll stick to my Disinfecting Wipes.


I must have scrubbed every known surface in my room today, and then some out in the living room. After that, I succumbed to a back ache, took a 10 minute nap, and pressed the snooze button 4 times. Oops.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. *rewind*

Last night, 1 girl reached her apartment with 2 huge suitcases, 3 boxes, and 4 bags. In 5 minutes she collapsed on her bed and died.

Not really, I just wanted to use the number "5".

AHHEM! Last night, 1 girl reached her apartment with 2 huge suitcases, 3 boxes, and 4 bags. Then she took a peek at her room, and saw this:

Then she brought everything into her room and this happened:

No joke. I can't tell you how many times she has fallen over her worldly possesions while trying to sort everything out. Then she went to sleep.

The next day she turned into a Cinderella and scrubbed every known surface in her room. Then she spent the rest of the day trying to sort out what went where.

Eventually, she did...and took pictures. She told me to tell you to imagine yourself turning around 360* clockwise. Go figure.





And that's that!

In the US of A

I've reached and am in one piece. Malaysian phone is not working for some reason, though. Will try to sort that out soon. But for now, SLEEP!

In the land of the Hongkies....

Before I left Singapore, I set out to "blast my teeth". But there was a slight problem...I had no toothpaste. Don't get me wrong, I didn't forget to bring it. That would be a sacrilegious. I packed in two travel-size tubes of toothpaste, but they were rock hard when I tried to squeeze it out. So I did the mad-woman dash to the 24 hours shop to get a tube before I boarded. Seriously, I'd die before going 2 days without blasting my teeth. Either that or the world around me will die.

But that little excitement was sure welcome. =) I still have a whopping 20 odd hours of planes and terminals before I reach.

Oh, by the way, I hit the jackpot today. The seat next to me during the 4 hour flight from Singapore to HongKong was E.M.P.T.Y!! Now THAT is joy.

Summer 09

Since I have 15 minutes before I run along to wash my face and blast my teeth before I run along to find some H2O to consume before I run along to Gate B5 to wait and be bored, before I run along to catch my connection to Hong Kong, I shall blog again.

I'm sorry, I have a 8 hour lay over in Singapore. I have like 2 things to do. Blog, drink coffee, and blog again.

But yes, summer holidays. People are forever asking me what on earth I did for 3 months. So here's the answer:

1. Sleep. My favourite past time.
2. Hang out with family.
3. Catch up with friends, friends and more friends.
4. Watch mum cook. I shall be setting my kitchen on fire very soon.
5. Bake bread, get disappointed, bake more bread, get disappointed again. =)
6. Be siewpau something like 7 weeks in a row. Like seriously, I don't get what's so funny about siewpau.
7. Do mum & dad's powerpoints.
   
8. Teach mum and dad how to use their phones/gadgets.
9. Fix the sound on the family computer.
   
10. Volunteer at NASAM.
11. Learn to drive properly. Alone. Not get my license, mind you.
12. Fall sick. I'm only allowed to fall sick while I'm in Malaysia. Grab the chance, germs.
    
13. Read the books dad selected for me. Didn't happen, btw. =D
14. Go church camp and be useful. Sorta.
    
15. Go SS Mid Year Review and be useful. Sorta.
    
16. Shop like a girl. Try to, at least.
    
17. Reunite with the guitar-hubby.

I shall add to the list if I can think of anything else. But for now, I shall run along to wash my face and blast my teeth before I run along to find some H2O to consume before I run along to Gate B5 to wait and be bored, before I run along to catch my connection to Hong Kong. See you there!

Again.

Changi airport's wifi is awesome. Like seriously, I'm in love.

So I left the house on Friday, 14th August at 6pm. Will arrive in Oklahoma on Sunday, 17th August at 7am (Malaysian time) or Saturday, 16th August at 8pm (American time). That's if United Airlines doesn't screw up my flight itinerary again.

But if they do, its OK. I'll just turn nasty and demand that they promote me to first class.

Yeah right, like that will ever happen. The nasty bit, not the first class bit. =)

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So it will be another 35 hours before I get another bath. I feel all nasty already. But this time, I won't be going back to a dark, nasty, stinky dorm toilet. This time, the toilet wouldn't have been left vacant all summer. And this time, I won't be greeted with brown, rusty water from the faucet. I hope. Coz if it does, I'll just curl up in a ball and die.

Not that I died last time. But I do hope for a better toilet, now that I've moved to the apartments. Which brings me to my next point...

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I got a place in the apartments this coming school year. Which means I get my own room, share a bathroom with 1 instead of 4 girls, and avoid eating in the cafeteria. But it also means I'll be starting over with getting to know my apartment mates. Again.

Not that that is a bad thing. Just that it would be nice to know that the people you live with don't think you are a psycho and vice-versa.

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On 14 Aug 2008, exactly one year ago, I was freaking out about leaving. This year I ran out of freaks to freak out. I'll miss home so, so much. But I know the same God who saw me through the last year will see me through another.

Leaving on a jet plane again...

Leaving tonight, 9.45pm. Will blog from singapore again.

Lame-O Potato

I am gonna make a lame analogy. But its 2:30 am, I'm dead tired, and I still can't sleep. So as I said, I am gonna make a lame analogy.

There's this route that I always take to come back home. And every time I take the car out, I have no clue where I am until I hit that lane. The moment I signal, turn left and accelerate up that road, I know I'm home.

I also know I won't be spending the next 2 hours driving in circles, trying to read a map upside down and getting horned by people. Not like I've done that before.

Sue me, I've only been really driving for 2 months.

The point is, these 3 months has been like driving up that road. Everything's familiar. Everything is safe. And I know exactly where I am.

I'm being sentimental, yes. Lame, yes. But really, its 3 am now, and I still can't sleep.