Sydnery roundup

Yeah, I had a good time :) The fun part was spending time with family and friends. I really love the people back there. It was impossible for me to hide my exuberance everytime I caught up with someone :) Even the sight of AdF and PdF in the distance made me start skipping to meet them *grin* There were soo many good times, but the best I'd have to say, was Future Music with the crew :) I loves you guys ^_^

Other memorable moments, in no particular order:
* Trying out drum and bass with SM and JH
* SH taking me to watch American Gangster with the Opera House in the background
* Brekkies and hot drinks with AdF and PdF
* Lunching at Fratelli Fresh and then drinking for 7 hours with SM and BL :)
* BL's smoked ribs!!!!
* Gossiping with Jules over passionflower ice-cream (sorry for the pic Jules *grin*)
* KY serenading me out on his balcony (a heart melty moment)
* Truffle tuna sashimi with Daliborus
* Cocktails, lounging and babysitting with Lena
* Feasting and girly talking with Y*
* Porcini and truffle lasagne with DG
* Chilling out with U&W at their beautiful home

Snow

At the risk of sounding uncool, I'm finally ready to admit, "Snow is not my happy place". Maybe it's because I hate being cold. Maybe it's because my feet hurt unbearably after every go. Most likely it's because I sux0r so much at snowboarding *grin*

I tried to love it. Everyone else around me seems to get so excited about snowboarding. The first time I learnt to snowboard, I was in tears. I couldn't get on the dang J-bars at Thredbo. Eventually T felt sorry for me, and unlatched her board to walk up the mountain with me. My ass was hurting like hell, and no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't stay up for very long.

These days I'm better. There's a few hicks. Like, errr, I seem to have issues turning right sometimes *grin* I can turn left fine! I just get days when my body refuses to listen and no matter how hard I try, I just can't turn right. Very baffling. I think it's probably cause I'm scared shtless of facing down the mountain and potentially ending up riding down it on my pretty-pretty face.

I did have fun with M&L in Japan though :) The snow was sooo much better in Furano and Niseko, comparative to Meribel and Thredbo. I have never been surrounded by so much white stuff in my life. Lotsa stacks, no bruises!! Lots of thanks to M&L for all the encouragement. I'm forever grateful you guys came back to look for me when I fell off the hairpin turn. "GUUUUUYS... GUUUUUYS! I fell down the mountain!!! Waaaait!!!!" *lol*

Lesson learnt: If it's a choice of crashing into Shuai or a tree, screw Shuai and avoid the tree! *grin* "AAARGH TREEE! *OOOFFFPH*" Hopefully that's the last time I wrap myself around a tree...

Watch me jump! *lol*

The mountain view from the top was worth the fear of getting down ;)




Milli-san! Okonomiyaki!! :)

Am I evil?

23+ hours on a full plane. Stuck in a middle seat. Annoyingly loved-up couple sitting infront of me. Gah, it's amazing. I don't know these people, yet the sickening sight of them making out on their reclined seats just inches away from me - makes me hate them so much.

That's not what makes me evil though :P

I'm stuck next to a disabled man. One arm is a stump, the other is in a permanently bent position. He's got the window seat. Throughout the flight, I have to help him out. Butter his bread and break it up. Buckle and unbuckle his seatbelt. Feed him his tea. Pull his camera out of his front pocket and take photos for him. Put his headphones on for him. Adjust his channels. I was worried he was going to ask me to help him go to the toilet! I would've drawn the line there.

I'd do these things for someone I love, I'd do it for a friend. Doing these things for a random stranger who's a grown man?!? It's dang awkward. Not to mention fcking WEIRD. I felt so uncomfortable helping him. I felt guilty asking for a different seat before reboarding the plane in Singapore. I felt guilty for thinking, "fck, I can't believe I have to do this for the entire trip".

I tried putting myself in his shoes, and thinking how bad it must be to be so dependent on a stranger to do the simplest things in life. It must be a blow to his pride to have to ask for help all the time.

Yet, I still wished it wasn't me sitting next to him :(

Someone...

... has to explain it to me:

Butt s3x0r.

I spent some quality time with a Butt Specialist tonight. All I got was, "it's different". Gentlemen! That's not a good enough reason! There are holes, and there are _holes_.

Egad... I just read what I wrote. I spent some quality time chatting to a Butt Specialist tonight. I did not offer up my butt for experimentation purposes. There's no such thing as "taking one for the team" when it comes to my butt :P I might do it for the right amount of money, but I'm not doing it for blogging purposes, that's for sure.

Some holes take things in. Some holes push things out. Now _which_ do you think is the right hole?!? YOU! Butt Specialist! Pick again!

Is it really 4 degrees warmer? If it is, does it really make a difference?!? It's 4 degrees! Besides, isn't it spacier inside? Wouldn't it be more "hot dog in a hallway" syndrome? Explain to me how that's better.

Another thing, if you're willing to "pitch", it's only fair that you try "catching" as well. I'm not talking about a pinky either :P Everything's gotta be equal :P

I hope you're reading this, Butt Specialist :)