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Madang and laser tag

admin January 22nd, 2010

I met up with the uni gang last night at a Korean BBQ place called Madang (Pitt street, City…) to have catch up dinner as we haven’t had a proper one all summer!

I wore my new flats and brought a change of sandals, but when I got off the train, the shoes were cutting me so deeply I had to change almost straight away. Walking was fine after that, was I ended up being the first one to get there (most of us knew where it was). So I took a table for 8, and the waiter showed me to the outside area (some of us liked that, while others hated it).

Whilst on my iphone and ipod, feeling a little bored, DZ and KW turned up. Then it was GT. Another while, AG called to ask where it was (371 and 371 on the opposite sides were quite far away from one another, and that confused both AG and AT, the latter whom I went to collect after many phone calls!). KW went to get AT, GT went to get money and offered to look for AT, and after not returning, I went to look for AT and saw HL and LC were outside looking for AT. Needless to say, all was confusing until we all got to the table.

Next confusing thing was the ordering. W had 8 people, 2 BBQ cookers, so we splitted into 2 groups of 4’s. We settled on ordering double of each dish, but I wanted to try more stuff (without the repeat cos I figured we could’ve shared), and it was all too confusing until we agreed on ordering for ourselves separately. I don’t know how, but we ended up with mostly the same dishes anyway *sweatdrops* I didn’t get to take individual photos cos the guys wanted badly to dig in! haha typical!

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Marinated chicken, Beef ribs, Dumplings

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Ox tongue, Pork brisket, Korean “gyoza”?

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A repeat! Haha

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Side dishes, Soft shell crab

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Cooking (I didn’t do it haha), conversing and eating was a joy! Many high times (how I missed them!), many current affairs, many memories brought back while eating a whole week’s serve of meat! And how we finished it, I do not know. But we did without any to spare! It was satisfying =]

Walking out wih a full stomach, we walked to Darling Harbour where we were to play bowling. Coupld of people didn’t want to, and since there was laser tag there, we decided to play that instead. So, I was in sandals and a dress, the other girls were in uncomfy shoes… but what the heck! We all did. 3 games worth! Since it was my first time, I was naturally unequipt, and lost miserably. I improved the next two rounds; in fact, we girls team (with Mr AG) won the 2nd round and took victory photos (and defeat photos o the boys) as proof! Ah that was fun!

After that, we parted ways. It’s been fun, and hopefully have a repeat of the amount of fun some time soon!

Dr. Sophie

admin May 17th, 2008

After my indecisiveness, I’d decided to ditch studying and go to Sophie’s BBQ at Coogee beach today to celebrate her finishing her PhD. And I’m glad I did!

Before I reached Coogee, I went and got her a box of celebrations and a rose =] The day was just very chilled out, lots of laughs and random/weird photo shoots, food (which I didn’t get to eat because I came later)… a nice break from all that uni stuff. The sky and weather was lovely as well!

Turning 20…

admin January 18th, 2008

What a peculiar day, I must say! I thought so, my friends knew so, and Tim (the one whom I described the “incidents” to) said so.

But first, some “normal” things.

At uni
Normality

So my 2 week summer course ends today with a 40% website presentation and a 30% final exam. Of course, even though it was a general education course, I was still pretty worried about the whole day.

So I got to class, ready yet nervous for the presentation, thinking that we had to explain every code that we used for the website and all. Turned out I had nothing to worry about at all! -_- He told groups of four to log into the school computers, load our sites and kicked us out of the room. Literally. After marking, he told us to come inside, grab our medium if we used one and then kicked us out of the room once again. Easy.

So we went to the law library, into the seminar rooms so we could “study”. As all study sessions proceed, we ended up cracking Russell Peters jokes, talking about some really random stuff, snacking, reading the papers (uni offers round 1 out today, how exciting!)… and towards the end of the “study session”, realised that we were all screwed! Well, not Andy, but the rest of us were!

Because the class was pretty big, the teacher decided to split the group into 2 to take the test. Julie, Huy, Sharan and I barely made the last 4 spots for the first test session! Phew!

Skip skip skip.

The test was pretty hard >.< Yep, a gen ed final exam was actually hard! I mean, what the hell? Some of the stuff we didn’t even learn about! -_- GAH!

Outing: Food
Weird incident 1

Meanwhile, outside was raining. Rats, why did it have to rain on my birthday? It hasn’t in how long? I don’t know. But longtime!

But seeing that it was my birthday, we decided to double date with Julie and Huy.

So first off, to eat!
Ichiban boshi!

We arrived and there was a huge line. Huy wanted to go somewhere else to eat but I didn’t want to because:

  • I was too bothered
  • It was raining: hard to get around
  • I like eating at Ichiban Boshi~~

So we asked one of the waitresses (who looked European but spoke fluent Japanese!) how long it would be till we get to go in. 20 minutes. Ok, 20 it is!

So after checking out Kinokuniya (a huge bookshop), we came out to wait with the guys. Then… something weird happened.

Some girl and her friends walked past our group, and she kind of stared straight at me, talking to her friend and all. All of us took notice of this but decided to ignore that.

Andy: It might be because she thought she knew you from somewhere.

And still, the staring continued.

Julie: Could she make it anymore obvious?!

And then suddenly, I saw her eyes make a dart to my chest area, staring ever so intently.

Huy: Maybe she’s looking at your badges…

So again, this was ignored, and her head stuck out a tiny bit, eyes still at my chest. At this stage, I was starting to feel a bit… uncomfortable.

Andy: Maybe she has bad eyesight…?

Her eyes wandered up and down a tiny, then fixes on my chest.

Huy: Man, if I wanted to check out your badges, I wouldn’t full stare or anything!

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Waitress: Number 68.
Me: That’s us!

And I took my things and hurried the heck out of there. Okay, that was “Incident #1″. The meal was great, with Andy drinking a lot of water while finishing up my “very hot ramen”.

Outing: Shopping
Weird Incident 2

We got out of the building, and still it was raining. Julie said to go Myer, so we did. Somehow, we ended up at the lingerie section. Huy wanted to go to the games section so I shoo-ed Andy to go with him while we girls had some “alone time”. We did actually, but with one more person… And this is the beginning of “Incident #2″…

Me and Julie were checking out hot hot bras when a saleslady came around and started introducing all the products to us, telling us what they are made of and how “spectacular” and “stunning” they all are.

Saleslady: The change rooms have very long lines so when you both are ready, I’ll pop you into our special change room.

So Julie and I must’ve grabbed 6 items each, giggling about how to escape from the saleslady because man, have you seen the price tags on some of these? And I know I definitely can’t afford things this much!

Ready!

Saleslady: So I’ll pop you in first, Wendy (she got my name wrong but oh well, I’ll be Wendy for a while)
Me: Oh it’s a single change room?
Saleslady: Yeah.
Me: How about we go in together Julie?
Julie: *drags me into the room, pulls the curtain close*

Inside…
Me: Man, this one costs $190!
Julie: Yeah, but they’re hot. I’m going to try this one first.
Me: Maybe I’ll try this one. *Whispers in her ears* How are we gonna escape?!
Julie: Don’t worry. Hey, reckon she thinks we’re lesbians?
Me: *looks in mirror* Yeah actually.

Curtain opens.
Shock.
Covers up.

Saleslady: Oh WOW, this one really pushes up your breast, Julie. See how it gives you that lift?
Me: Yeah, it really does Julie. Looks good.
Julie: Yeah shite!
Saleslady: And the red looks absolutely spectacular on you, Wendy.
Me: I like it actually.
Saleslady: Now hurry and try these one on, girls. *points to see-through red lace bra, disappears out of room*

Me: That was weird!
Julie: Mm. *starts changing* Can you turn around while I change into this one?
Me: Yeah. *hangs around, too embarrassed to try anything*
Saleslady: *pops in* Hi Julie and Wendy, how are you girls doing?
Julie: *covers*
Saleslady: Wendy, why aren’t you changed? Oh wow! Look at you Julie. Oh come on, don’t be shy, we all have breasts.
Julie: But my nipples are showing. *uncovers* Oh wait, you can’t see them much.
Saleslady: So what do you think?
Julie: Yeah I like it.
Saleslady: Now hurry and change into this *indicates to the see-through black lace one and disappears behind curtain*

By the looks of this, makes me wonder if we had a choice anymore? So anyway, by now, we started changing quickly and freely in front of one another before she pays an early visit…

Saleslady: Oh WOW, you both look very stunning! BOTH of you should be advertising for this! So what do you think?
Julie: Definitely like the black more then the red.
Me: Yeah, I agree with her. And I like this too.

Okay, this goes on for at least another 15 minutes with many “you look stunning” or “this is so HOT on you” (and the like) before we both finished changing into all the clothes we took in. Andy called to see where we were so I told them to wait for us outside the lingerie section. So much for being lesbians now…! (Although I am bisexual)

Saleslady: So what do you think, girls?
Julie: I like the black, not the other. *sees the boyfriends coming back*
Me: Me too, I’m just showing him.

Man, she seems either quite:

  1. Keen on checking out breasts or
  2. A very persistent (read: pushy) salesperson.

But they most likely don’t get commission, so I don’t see what they point was.

And we just hung around, the four of us. I think the saleslady must’ve took the hint because she went into the change rooms to serve another lady, leaving us to decide.

Plonk.
RUN!!!

And that was how we escaped.
That was fun!

Evening
Dinner

After, I got home and freshened up a bit before going to have family dinner to celebrate our birthdays (Brandon and I have birthdays on the same day and month). We had some very delicious seafood, took some photos and then went home feeling satisfied.

That night…
Chatting

I explained the whole story to Andy. “I think she’s a lesbian.” he says.

And then I repeated the story to Tim to have this said, “Yep, definitely a lesbian. You could have asked her for an orgy and got her fired!”

After all, I thought it was because of my new hairstyle… or the outfit I was wearing… Which led Tim to one conclusion, “You’re attracting the wrong gender with the haircut.”

Me whacking stupid

Sounds flattering.
But I don’t think so.

So there you have it, my very interesting 20th birthday.

Depression for breakfast, pot for lunch and sore throat in the evening

admin January 6th, 2008

Depression for breakfast

Upon deep ponder, I came with the conclusion that making spaghetti was the initiation and source of my early depression. I’ll explain this in a minute.

But what I wanted to say first is this: bolognese has cheese in it?! What? I thought we add cheese ourselves if we wanted. But no, the label specifically said “cheese (contains milk)“.

Okay, with this out of the way, I can go on to my story and hence how I came up with this title for a post.

So. I came downstairs at 10:30ish for breakfast but seeing it’s a weekend (translation: mum’s cooking day) and a non-working day for me, we hardly get home-cooked meals, only bought. So not only did I not get a home-cooked meal, I got nothing except a loaf of bread. Since I am lactose intolerant, I can’t put anything on the bread so I ate it plain.

“Make spaghetti since you didn’t get to yesterday.” So she was expecting me to cook breakfast. No problemo.

Starting cooking the spaghetti and some mince for the bolognese, blah blah. While waiting, I read the jar. CHEESE. Great!

With no appetite left, I prepared a plate for mum and a (giant) plate for brother. Mum asked if I wanted anything else and I said no and went upstairs.

After a little while, I started feeling really PMSy (even though it’s not the time yet). Mum came upstairs with a big plate of vermicelli she whipped up just for me after my discovery. And guess what I said?

“I told you, I DON’T want any! Do you ever listen to what I say?!”

Immediate regret. Shit!

Cut, she took the plate away with an “ok.”

“Mum, I’m sorry.” Yes, I was frustrated, but she went through all that effort for me just to get this? “I’ll eat it later.”

I heard a small muffle and she disappeared downstairs.

Shit!

Then I started to cry, feeling really bad and stupid and an ungrateful little bitch. I know in my heart, I didn’t mean it, but the guilt! Reminds me of a similar incident.

So anyway, I went downstairs almost immediately after, apologised again and ate the plateful and failing to stifle cries. Dad came back from grocery shopping then and my mum asked if he wanted some of spaghetti to which he said no to. I hurried up and finished my food so I could go upstairs before having a breakdown there and then.

Then I had this emo thought: I had cut the only person in the world who cared for me!

Had some reflection time in the shower, and asked mum to walk with me. She wanted to get something at the chemist so I quickly agreed. Being the forgive and forget type, everything went uphills from there. So glad~!

Pot for lunch

Aunt 2, her husband (Uncle T) and 10 year old cousin (Pat) came over during lunchtime. It’s been a while. Getting compliments here and there about my appearance (something like “you look good” and “you’re really fit”) and my spaghetti (which I heated up for them for lunch, without a microwave) got kind of me high =]

The whole day was spent chilling out, watching the cricket (5th day, 2nd test. Australia vs India), chatting and playing with Pat (who was playing with my brother). You know how I said I wasn’t good with kids? Well, I’m not particularly good with this one, but he’s cool and really funny. Had a really relaxing arvie with lots of catching up, cricket, games… food.

Sore throat in the evening

Approaching the final overs of cricket, we pretty much thought the match would end as a draw as we weren’t getting Indian players out fast enough and they were defending to stay on. Though I was positive anything could happen as a near-impossible match in the past proved so: bowler Brett Lee hitting a 6 on the last ball and the team winning by 1 run.

And like that match, this match was simply unforgettable; Michael Clarke getting 3 wickets on 5 balls!

We won! WE WONNNNNNNNNNN!!!!

Me/Uncle/Aunt/Pat/Mum/Bro: *scream for our lives* … *rooftop cracks open for a split second* … *claps and screams*

A most exciting, unbelievable time in test cricket. Amazing. A must see. Brief summary here.