die trying; windsurfing

went to learn how to windsurf on saturday with ben, bez and dan.. ehhh, the wind was too strong for us to get a grip on it.. and i just gave up after falling into the water a million times..

woke up at 730, and the sun had just started to rise

it was supposed to be a warm day, but the wind killed it a ton… :/

there were lotsa dogs. saw a really fat pug i wanted to give it a hug hahah

where we windsurfed.. shallow waters, perfect.

(=

no pictures of us in/on the waters, perhaps, next time. i’m thinking of getting an underwater camera casing, the downsides are…
1) cost
2) what happens when i get a newer camera
3) the amount of times i’ll use it..

ahh i wanna head back again, maybe when the waters are calmer.

maru koala and animal park

this was one of the best places i’ve visited this year! (apart from top gear ’11) haha. only because i got to feed animals!! love love love my mom was saying how i didn’t change.. like when i was young all i wanted to do was touch animals and feed them.. and i’ve pictures too..

and another one in newzealand i think, where i was feeding kangaroos. (=

okay anyway!! PICTURES COS I’M AMAZING.

the silly horse that chased other animals away

me feeding a sheep. hehe. (=

dingoes!!!! HOMG THEY WERE AMAZINGLY TAMEEE.

they licked my hands and all like normal dogs would

paid $10 to get up close to the koalas..

1/2 the dream come true.. i wanted to carry it ))=

it costs $20 more to carry a wombat/dingo.. so i passed.. i’m pretty sure i’ll do it before i die..

this is a wallaby. cuter and smaller than a kangaroo..

look! it’s holding my hand while eating. so cute! (= next time when my boyfriend feeds me i’ll go hold that hand too HAHAHA.

the cock that my mom fed, and they made me touch it. fml… but i think it was more of him that felt shitty. my hand was sooo dirty from the dry food and the saliva of the horse (which bite my finger, damn bitch!), dingoes, sheep, donkey, alpaca… lol.. and his feathers were white. so.. char 1 birDIE 0

home me feeding an alpaca for the first time in my life!! WAYYY CUTE!!! ((= docile and dumb looking, my type of animal.

and here i’m feeding a donkey and a sheep. haha.

momsy made friends with the horse, started talking to it and saying goodbye before we left

and this… is a kangaroo.. mother of all fathers… hugeee!! it was nearly as tall as i am when it stood up. yea k not hard to reach my height

bby roo scratching its belly!

and an albino roo. awesomely cute!

and that’s it for the park! i wanna go back there again and hug all the animals w/o having my mom telling me they’re dirty!

phillip island

it’s day 2 of the road trip, and i’ve tonnes of photos. actually i wouldn’t mind heading back home (melb) now, because in day 1 i’ve alr done what i wanted to do: feed animals.

here’s one photo. (=

will be driving around for the next wk or so..

ian potter and rock of ages

(wednesday)
decided to go to the ian potter museum w my parents because i’ve never been there before.. no pictures of the museum, but it’s in school! (=

after school we headed over to “what about food” for brunch.

home made baked beans with rye

scrambled eggs on sourdough rye with mozerella and bacon. shared this w mom.

this is the place where i learnt how to eat eggs! haha only because it doesn’t taste like eggs..

saw this cute baby. yea haha im biased like that.
thought the mother spilt tomato sauce on the baby’s head cos there was this red blotch.. then my mom said it was a birth mark. just as well, i nearly wanted to tell the mom. haha!!!

we decided to catch “rock of ages” the musical.. (=

comedy theatre..

it was really cool, they gave us fake lighters that we could shine along to songs.

alcohol was served throughout the show, with tonnes of cheering and all. with a medley of rock songs, tattooed men, people who literally “rocked”, i’d watch it again!

a lil dark, the ticked we printed on our own. (=

(thursday)
i went to chadstone to fix my laptop and phone while the parents went for a walk… came home, slept, and then woke up to meet felix. happened to see my parents on the way home so i joined them for dinner.. papa ginos! yum yum… then headed over to josh’s place for beef stew and stole his com for l4d2 ahha.

came home to pack and finalised details for our road trip. whoo!

okay more another time

highlight of my night

being an arts student is really fun.
i get to write an average of 12 essays per semester..
i get to stay home and use my com 24/7 to search for journals..

this is categorised under “thrills” and “urgh” at the same time simply because i’ve not freaking life. sigh. okay if i do my essays i can go out but… procrastination… urgh.

anyway i was do bored i had to find something to do..
solution? VIWAWA. wahjong.

i’ve been playing daidee for the past new nights on my phone, but nothing can beat asshole daidee with my fav people. )=

okay back to my point.
highlight..

was fucking stoked yes i’m that big of a loser, this was the highlight of my day. so happy till i demanded that joyce give me a hi5. (which she did, thank goodness. or it’d have been awkward for my hand)

i’m so awesome, viwawa gave me a badge. hahaha no shit. i was so excited.

okay well, maybe i’ll go sleep now. at least i have something to be proud of today.

im pregnant 0.0

i guess there’s never a good time to joke about being pregnant especially when…
1) you’re a girl
2) you’re overseas, alone
3) you aren’t married

here’s the screenshot

i would have liked to say more but momsy called me using her handphone. which is weird cos she’s at home.

and she sounded so upset and worried… and me being a genius i decided the joke wasn’t really funny anymore..

she was asking “IS THIS WHY YOU’VE BEEN CALLING HOME REGULARLY?? IS SOMETHING WRONG??”

thinking that i’m calling home just cos i’m regnant. yes ma, because the baby wants to speak to you.

and she demanded to talk to joyce. oh happy day, what did i get myself into? she didn’t believe that i wasn’t pregnant, and that everything was fine.

i guess my mom, like all humans, choose to believe and focus on the negative issues, instead of the positive ones, which may be the truth.

~le sigh. can’t be a radical in this life, then… looks like i’m fated to be a boring old lil lady

lookin at this, it really reflects on us as a society.. when you’re a single girl and you’re pregnant, everyone looks as you like you’re a slut. but no one questions the boy. because hey, he won’t be having anything popping out in 9 mths..

thought my mom was open about issues but i guess there’s always issues that will be ~sensitive.. hmm..

happy mother’s day!

wowzeeee

momsy let me take the car out today.
alone.

-pops champagne-

never saw this day coming.. i feel like writing a thank you speech. -grabs tissue and dabs eyes-

picked the boys from school (omg i feel so young/old at the same time). by boys i meant the 3 other relief-ers, and by school i meant tanglin. headed to west coast plaza to eat. they have pasta mania! wow. haha.

the other night i went to kbox w sis, chris, kim and marv. slept thru some parts cos i was so freakin tired. amazing though how i could sleep while they were making noise haha.

okay that’s all tyfyt.

xxxxxx

this time it feels strangely different.

homecoming

pictures later.

vid was in wrong mode so it’s off colour.
but here it is.

you never know how much you miss a person till you actually meet them again.

i’m a certified OW diver!

HOLYFUCKINGBALLSOFMOLY.

seriously I really wanted to give up and not get my cert because I was so so so fucking stressed out in the water. It’s so amazing how I can actually forget to breathe underwater. in my head I was like “calm the fuck down bitch!”

and it’s really how a tiny clap from your dive instructor can make you feel so happy cos hey, you’re not screwing up! no, serious, half the time the mask was too big for my face and water kept going in. bleh. )=

HOKAY ENOUGH TALK. PICCAS FROM MEEEE!

left melb on 30th Dec.. we didn’t stay in a hotel.. shared a cabin (ensuite!) and we reached around 1230am maybe? cairns is 1hr behind melb..

our cabin was tiny but quite cosy!

we did our stuff with pro dive cairns. majorly fucking awesome. we had pool and theory lessons the first 2 days and i was feeling damn $%$#&^*^ about being underwater. esp when we went deep *cough cough* i was so afraid i’d drown (HAHAHAHA) i really blame the shitty bintan snorkelling trip where i swallowed so much sea water i wanted to die and seasickness nearly killed me too hmm. FUCK YOU BINTAN.

on day 3, we went for our boat trip. 3d2n. hey sea sickness, we meet again.

we had our 2 prac dives and I was LITERALLY counting down. “2 more dives and i’m done!” loved the sunset though could see the rays…

me on the top deck drying off haha!

we had deck beds (sort off) lovely for suntanning.
ps: the one in blue (butt facing us) is my dive instructor. fucking love him man. (no shit!)

fabian. i srsly thinks he kinda looks like anthony bourdain. just younger and skinnier and darker… with a much cuter accent. so yes my mission was to get a pic with him and say “oh hey i took a pic with bourdain!” or something along those lines hmm.

didn’t get much pics cos i don’t think my cam can take the pressure underwater..

everyone’s drying off! and enjoying the sun.

we had really yummy food on board, freshly prepared.. afuckinmazing seriously. haha. and the crew was really nice and friendly and.. yes.. HOT. it’s not everyday you see hot guys on a boat ya? so yes my tummy was feasting on food, my eyes were feasting on the boys.

visited the control room, really quite cool to be able to steer a boat.. and that’s our skipper… triston. or sth. idk. i can’t spell.

after we did our 4 training dives, j and i went on our first dive together. ALONE. it kinda creeped me out but i was just damn glad i dind’t have to remove my mask, bob up and down tryna put on my BCD.. or worse.. take off my weight belt (which i dropped into the ocean while tryna take it off.. they retrieved it later btw)

our captain drew this reef. SO MAJORLY CUTE esp the turtles. haha! so yea j and i went diving and we saw turtles and stingrays. and some really tiny cute fish…

thats how i looked like for 3 days. bunned up hair, quite dehydrated and seasick. fucking gross )=

we went for a night dive too.. sharks were surrounding the boat… and the min i jumped into water i saw sharks around me. and no i didn’t pee in my wet suit. I STARED BACK AT THE SHARK HAAHAH.

night dive was.. i dind’t see the parrot fish in its bubble (j did.. lucky) but i saw a few sharks and they were really close by.. i also saw a huge grey ugly fish and i was like “omg it’s looking at me! dont make eye contact with it!” so i turned around and pretended i didn’t see it haha. shit i really hate big ugly fishes..

j in her scuba gear

that’s charbby me after my dive. no fucking kidding i had like 25kg (that’s what they said) on my back..

during pool training i was like “fuck. this is what bmt feels like. i change my mind i don’t wna go to the army anymore” no joke man. i got a tiny cylinder of air but it still weighed like a bitch.

-spying on hot stuff on the lower deck-

turtle floating! heh!

yea me happily suntanning whee~

j: “ok.. 1..2… suck!!!” so i sucked as hard as i could. NOT BAD AYE.

scuba mate from portugal. j, another girl and i were the only asians on the boat. -screams in delight- yes because God knows I’m racist to my own race :p

fabian and j.

YAH YAH SEE HOW HAPPY I AM HAHAHAHAHAAH

and this was the photo where i grabbed his ass. hmmmmmm. I DONT KNOW IF HE FLEXED HAHA STOP ASKING.

i was tryna grab the railing and my hand didnt reach far enough and he was like “she just grabbed my butt” ah well.. ~whistles and walks away

after the boat trip we had a group dinner in the city.. and i tried beef done blue.

there. a lil dark but yea. urgh i didn’t even wna chew it.. i just swallowed it.. haha.. i like mine well done thanks.

headed to a bar/club after dinner..

english boy tom who’s a whole subway taller than me, and steven.. whos fucking funny jizzus. he was teaching tom how to pick girls up.

flavian (erm spell check) who made me eat his blue beef. urgh.

the “club” was quite cool. tables and seats all around and.. yes we got up to the tables and started dancing. first time srsly. heaps loads of fun even though we barely knew each other. and the best part… it was actually safe being w them..

steven’s bff (their dive trip was a boys week out)

erm is it jus me or does he look a teeny bit like richard gere.

MY AMAZING SHORTS THAT GLOWED. srsly one of the cutest buys. haha

caught a lingerie competition.. girls weren’t really hot but ah well.. free show! and this bar/club.. there wasn’t a cover charge so tt was kinda neat..

last pic before we went home..

i’m guessing it was a theme chop cos i know the place is called woolshed..

on the last day.. 6th dec we still felt so damn wobbly from the damn boat, we went back to our cabin to book another day and just slept and caught some tv.

flight was fucking delayed. how annoying! my battery life in cairns was shitty because it kept searching for reception and a 3g network. seriously cairns, do somethin about it please!

btw, in case you can’t see the pic..
departing: 0050
boarding: 0055

so our plane leaves before we board. sweet… i was SO annoyed at this fucking baby that kept on crying.. it was pissing the shit outta me i swear it was possessed.. but that’s another post altogether..

and this is me…. being slightly darker…

wish i had more photos of us diving but i guess there’s always another time. (=

I’m (not) a surfer girl

I came across spreets.com and found out that it gives awesome discounts every day for a particular service. so there was a day where the discount was for surfing where we could learn to surf and I jumped at the chance. J decided to learn too so I quickly booked the vouchers.

Decided to go one day after my exam ended.. the service was great! the company was great ocean surf tours, and they’d pick you up from the city and drive you to the place, teach you how to surf, provide lunch, and drive you back to the city.

sily me thought we were gonna surf in melbourne so i checked the forecastx100 but we were actually headed to torquay.

so in the morning j and I went to the WTC to wait for our pick up. met a german girl, sonja who was going to surf with us too! excited. didn’t have to wait long and a guy from GOST picked us up.

the drive was not that long, probably an hour or so. talked to sonja and our “driver”. what amazed me was that the company didn’t send a 3rd party to pick us up, they got one of their staff to drive! talk about great service huh? really impressed.

we left melb at 8am and reached the shop at 9-ish. can’t remember. left the shop at 10am and headed to the beach! it was really cloudy, couldn’t even see the sky. geez.!

ta-dah! instructor giving us a board each.

me in a wet suit. rocking it yay! had to bun my hair up and that moment i wish i didn’t have such long hair cos it’s such a bitch to make it neat!

our instructor (callum or sth idk how to spell) got us to stretch, taught us about the board.. and even on land I had problems pushing myself up the board, much less getting myself to stand.. haha!!

decided to get the pictures for $25 and i had none of me standing! I only managed to stand up twice and ride to shore..

one of the better shots? HAHAHA GOT V UNGLAM ONE TMD INSTRUCTOR DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO DELETE UGLY PHOTOS

unglam like..

what a retard… ok tt’s me btw..

HAHAHAHAHAH THIS WAS BEFORE I FELL FACE FLAT INTO THE SAND.

yes! managed to push myself up.. once i’m past that stage i can stand haha! arms need more strength..

one of my happier moments.. getting onto the board and lying on it to bring myself back to shore..

hehe lazy me!

we had lunch (subway! yumm) after surfing for 1.5hrs.. then it was another few hours of surfing.. was really tired!!! arms couldn’t move.. it’s so tiring just to bring the board back to the waters as waves crash on you.. and you’d be swept back countless times.. so imagine walking against like 20 waves before you get to a good part of the sea and surf…

so i kinda gave up nearing the end.. sat on the sand and took a break. haha. bad move to wear my white/pink bikini. it’s 1/2 ruined because the white parts have brownish specks from the sand. ^$&%$%#@

that’s how tall I am beside my board.. )=

sonja and I! nice albeit bloody out-of-focused photo

callum driving us back..

hehe camwhore. we are girls!

stopped by to see where one surfing competition site was. not too bad (= but i was freezing!!!

another staff (i think the owner) drove us back. he’s REALLY cool. I told him he reminds me of ami james haha! and we were talking about tattoos and led zepplin and travis barker and drumming.

got back and it was drizilling. eew.
had fun surfing, more fun if i had stronger arms.. so.. I need to start training.. okay actually train willpower can already.. i’ll def be back to surf again hopefully i’ll be better at it the next time round (=