Like an Alzheimer victim in a whorehouse...

Stop it.

Hah. Have to stop myself from doing something so ridiculously childish. But I cant help it. It’s like falling in love for the first time. Hahaha.

Tsk tsk tsk.

I am too old for this. But…screw it anyway.

Oh yeah it’s glad to be back. It really is. I didn’t have the time to go to my uni though. Partly the parents wouldn’t let me out of their sights and also partly because I was too cheap to pay for bus fare to ECU. I was thinking of walking to school but well, it was too cold to get out at 0700hrs in the morning just to go to ECU.

Excuses..excuses.

Anyway yeah, feels good to be back. Perth was comforting as always but I felt so restricted the past 5 days. Sharing the room with 2 pigs siblings was crazy. Always had the task of waking them up…and that was almost mission impossible. The brother smoked in the room and I could die of suffocation. And because the siblings couldn’t wake up, I got scolded by the parents. Wa-lao! What did I do?


Imagine having the mother calling from the other room and screaming at you every morning? Every 5 minutes?

And for every shop that the children went in, the parents would linger outside…pulling a super sour lemon face. Lauren, can you believe it? I didn’t step into David Jones, Dotti and many other lovely shops. I only stepped into Sportsgirl and Portmans once. And only for 5 minutes…the father would scream at the mother because we were taking a long time. The mother would march into the store and scream at me in front of everyone else in the shops. Then when we got out of the shops, the father said this:

“What to do next? Where to go?”

Man! At the rate they were rushing me, it was like they had a jet to catch to attend a United Nations’ meeting down at Geneva.


My motion: Don’t let children have more fun than the parents.

Awrite awrite. It’s over. The trip, I mean. There were good times of course. Maybe will update more on it later. Right now, it’s almost 0400hrs and I need to wake up in 4 hours’ time for an interview at AVA. Am kind of tired of going to interviews but well…I know this is something I have to do.

Or, I can just find an old rich man.

Nah. Havent reached that desperation level just yet. I’m at this stage where everyone is either too old or too young. Don’t think can stomach an oldie. Give me a young one anytime.

Sheesh.

*Excuse me. I am just rambling…*

I could lose my heart tonight
If you don't turn and walk away
'Cause the way I feel I might
Lose control and let you stay
'Cause I could take you in my arms
And never let go

I could fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you

I can only wonder how
Touching you would make me feel
But if I take that chance right now
Tomorrow will you want me still
So I should keep this to myself
And never let you know

I could fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you

And I know it's not right
And I guess I should try to do what I should do
But I could fall in love, fall in love with you
I could fall in love with you - I Could Fall In Love, Selena

Yes yes yes I know I have put this up a gazillion times before but I have been hit suddenly by a bout of romantic melancholy. I blame the autumn chill.

And well, this song happens to be my #1 favourite love song ever.

A thousand times goodnight, poetic lovers.

P/S: I did catch the Barcelona/AC Milan match. The whole 90+ minutes of it. Next? Barcelona and Arsenal. What the hell...

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