Trip To Auckland

Me, Daphne and Nicola


I finally haf some time to myself tonite! *phew* Been one hell of a hectic week I'd say. Let's see...
:: locked myself in, working on assignments 24-7;
:: endured a mind-numbing turbulence on the way to Auckland, and greedy me was stuffing myself silly with the nice bfast they serve on Emirates (it came out orally in the end) *grumble* ;
:: all night clubbing clubbing and drinking - after a few glasses of chivas, i was beginning to feel tired...Man, i feel so old! But a few shots of Cowboy and Blowjobs did the trick :p
:: survived a bumpy, heart-wrenching plane ride to Nelson (Saab 340..and you wonder??!);
:: another round of turbulence on the way back to Melbourne which left me very wobbly and umm giggly at the customs...actually the giggly bit cud be due to my excessive consumption of alcohol before i left Auckland (liquor tasting) and the wonderful selection of fine wines on board *grin* and NO i'm not an alcoholic! >.<
:: back to assignments 24-7

Oh oh oh, that's one pic I had taken with the girls on top of a hill overlooking the Auckland city. I fink that's what they call it. I'm still feeling a lil tipsy for some reasons, can't think properly :p

Weak Review

Here are some quick updates..

// My booboo took me out to the mountains for our anniversary to haf a hearty english "breakfast". Generously sweet indulgence in cream & jam with scones, oven-crisp garlic bread and an irresistable slice of quiche lorraine, plus a nice pot of Earl Grey to wash it all down. mmMMmmmmm We stuffed ourselves silly :p

// I've made my first pair of earrings (pic below) after so long coz I used to make them back in Year 2-4 and sold em for 10cents each HAHA. Although these ones look a tad bit tacky, according to my huns...i thought they were quite pretty nonetheless. Hmmph >.<

// Been having difficulty trying to get some sleep. Maybe it's just my paranoia, or the bed feels "empty". At the same time, my brain's cramped with all shit related to Marketing Planning & Implementation. Ish.

// I have come to a conclusion that my presentation skills have taken a downfall. Especially trying to deal with my nerves when i was told my classmates expected an "impressive speech" from me. When did I ever give people the impression that I excelled at presentations? It was only my Powerpoint slides! *sob* I have never felt so far from jaded (Trish's fave word) in my entire life.

// Uni life is...sorta depressing me. My lack of willpower to study is frustrating me. One part of me feels the need to get out of uni and start working, whilst the other half feels like going on a trip around the world, carefree-ly foolish. :)

// Cleaned my room thoroughly (since June). Before actually getting down to vacuuming, I cleaned out the bag and after I was done, I just decided to pop a look at the amount of dust/dirt there was in the room. Lo and behold...gargantuan dustball! If u had stuck 4 legs on each side, it wud turn out to be an uncanny replica of that thingo mondo in Spiders. Ewww. If my mum was here, she wud haf said "This is wat city life wud haf done to your lungs" :p

// After weeks of planning, and months of procrastinating (especially on my dad's part) I've finally sorted out my trip to Auckland! It's always music to the ears when daddy-o sez "Charge it to the card". Awwwww :) Newayz FYI, I'm leaving on the Fri 24th Sept and will be back Wed 29th Sept, so those people visiting Melb after the 29th or during that week, CALL ME!



Tacky earrings? :p 

I know I haven't been posting me blogs as often as I shud. Been busy and also slacking alot, topped with one of the things i do best apart from shopping, eating, sleeping and loving my huns - procrastinating. :p I just feel that I've lost my sense of "making sense" these few days! See, that didnt even friggin make sense AARGH Newayz, will have some good "reads" the next few days before my trip to NZ *yay* xoxo

Quel est erroné?

Excucez- moi pour mon Francais. Je sais que ca n’a pas de sens. Mais, pourquoi ai-je du faire ce que j’ai fait. Je sais que j’ai commis une grave erreur, et rien ne pourra changer ce que j’ai fait, mais crois-tu que ce que tu m'as fait peut etre justifie? C’est vrai que tu ne m’as pas trompee, mais devrais-je le prendre comme une simple plaisanterie. J’accepte le fait que Je suis peut-etre paranoide. Pourquoi ce cote de moi s’emerge maintenant? Suis-je en train de perdre confiance avec le seul homme que j’aime le plus?

I know some of you maybe falling off your chairs laughing at this. PLEASE do not come to a conclusion before asking me first, you may haf interpretated wrong, or in fact, I cud haf translated wrongly (as usual). Heck, the whole thing sounds wrong to me, but I'll just put it up anyway until I remember my grammar o_O

Comfort Food

The weather is really being such a bitch these days. Everyone i know ish coming down wif a cold, except for good ol zhongie who had to be special to get the pox (tis ok love, we all get 'em at some point in our life) :p Well I've got the flu as usual, nothing new wif this nose of mine - for those of you who dun already know, i haf a prolonged, lifelong case of flu/sinus/colds etc. And so to make me feel better, my huns boiled chicken sooop for...well not technically ME, but i guess he just felt like boiling soup, but it was good I had to admit. Reminds me of all those nice food.."comfort food" if you will, that I just love and miss.

Think, smoked salmon buttered sourdough rolls stuffed with tender, plump slices of smoked salmon and crisp greens and onions, smattered with fresh capers bursting with their saltiness. Fish and chips perfectly fried in light batter at the corner store near Aärita in Helsinki. Goodwood Park's high tea served with fine china with biscuits, cookies and cake arranged delicately in precarious trays and cammomile or darjeeling served the way it should be served. A rich trail of hot fudge oozing out of the soft moist composite of chocolate fudge sponge, served with a dollop of rich cream - Hot chocolate fudge pots at LA's Disney Land. Onion rings, fish burger and root beer floats at A&W. Oven-fresh scones with a generous serve of raspberry jam and vanilla rich cream, so fine it tastes like ice-cream itself, and a pot of earl grey to wash it down. London's best. Generous, bordering on lavish, servings of roche gelati on Lygon. And these are just a few to name.

Some people insist that all good cooking is automatically comforting, warming, soothing. Others claim there are certain foods that are inherently more comforting than others, dishes so strongly evocative of good, safe and happy times that the mere mention of them raises a warm and cozy glow and enhances our well-being. Moist butter-rich pies, crusty casseroles, steaming "chowders", creamy spuds and rich, sweet, maybe even still-warm desserts - these are the dishes from which comfort is truly derived. Maybe it's just my interpretation from past childhood retrospect and experience. :)