The ladybirds have finally made their way to the island and my vacation has officially begun. The only thing that lies between here and funland is my 13 hour flight and 5 hour transit. Here's to a pleasant journey anyhow. It's actually a good thing that I travel well. Just give me my inflight movies, iPod and a book and I'll be quiet.
For months I've felt that summer 06 would definitely be my best summer, what with Canada and Vegas. I even thought that someday I would write a song about it - think Bryan Adams' Summer Of 69. But God's hand is always bigger than we imagine. Summer 07 is climbing up the charts and turning out to be even more awesome. Graduation, lots of traveling, and I'm gonna get to watch my diva in action after all. Nevermind the fact that Genting pales very very much in comparison to the HK Coliseum. It's still Sammi, and her solid vocals.
More, when I finally get to the most exciting city of Glasgow. Haha..
i was slacking at 1:06 AM
Most of yesterday was foul 'cos I was frustrated about being worked to the bone. Well, help has finally descended! In the form of DF being even more exhausted than I am and in no mood at all to push me. Thank God. A few easy hours to relax. I'm such a bum.
So I was trying to pack. And I found this scrapbook/diary that I used to keep in JC. My interest lasted for a grand total of 4 entries. But it was sweet. Life used to be so much more fun then. There were ultra highs, but super lows as well. One wonders where the passion of past has gone.
I must say that my handwriting was very much different from the way it is now, and pretty atrocious. Took me a while to decipher a lot of the words.
And some of the thoughts were pretty crazy. One of my to-dos (then) was to just bask in the sun and get a tan. That's like... the first thing on my not-to-dos list now.
Anyhow, we should all do more of this diary keeping stuff, just so as to have a good laugh and highly enjoyable read years down the road.
i was slacking at 4:31 PM
Here's a reason why I haven't been blogging much. I usually blog during the wee hours and it's been a long long while since I've kept awake this late.
Well, congratulate me. I finally dragged my fat ass to the gym today. And I went on the PowerGlider (I've no idea what it's called actually) for TWENTY FIVE unGLORIOUS minutes! I say un-glorious 'cos I probably started panting after 3 minutes and then trudged along the rest of the work-out in slow motion. Good thing there was only 1 other soul in the gym. Next time I should bring a sign that reads: Heart patient, forgive my ridiculous speed.
I'm actually getting excited looking at the ladybirds so close to the island. Haha. Can't wait for Italy! EVERYONE's warning me about the pickpockets but I'm believing God for a wonderfully safe trip. London's gonna be fun 'cos of afternoon tea and musicals (and hopefully Stratford) BUT I'm still bloody irritated about the exchange rate...
i was slacking at 2:10 AM
