i'm breathing deeper than i've ever known.
iTunes is spinning: the trews-"poor ol' broken hearted me"so, just as i thought that i could get by this full three weeks without an encounter with a cockroach, i was wrong. one flew down out of nowhere as i was hitting tinkle-town yesterday. scared silly and frozen on the tinker, i bellowed for the sister to come save me and bless her good soul she did. otherwise i would be the tale of the girl who died going tinkle because she saw a cockroach.
it's official, with this sighting i am outta here tomorrow morning bright and early to embark on an 18 hour long journey back to the great country O' Canada. i just hope someone manages to pick me up from the airport.
pictures soon to come.
it's ten five five pm: and somehow i still managed to cart home one big full suitcase...
another day of becoming almost human.
iTunes is spinning: the white stripes-"i just don't know what to do with myself"ok, so i know that i can't be the only one who thinks this lady is pretty hot:
and you know it's time to leave the hk when a lizard bigger than the size of your middle finger happens to stroll along the wall behind your desk, less than 3 ft from your face and dissapears behind the desk...i will be having fitfall sleeps tonight.
AHHHHHHHH. ok it's really time to go he just crawled across my desk...and the meems just scared me with baby lizard stories. i'm out.
it's four two six pm: and i'm going to buy a bag tonight.
i see i saw i know i thought.
iTunes is spinning: carly simon-"you're so vain"so as it seems, i think today i officially got over my jetlag. finally.
my top 5 words in lieu of "look"
1. peruse
2. gander
3. look-see
4. oogle
5. reconnaissance.
i am not a summer hong kong girl. every pore in body refuses to accept the summers here. my wishes to lay on a beach has been squashed by my more reverent self to rather instead impale myself over a white picket fence than to sit baking in 40 degree weather+humudity to become golden brown. who would've thought that i could ever be deterred from the beach scene. thus, i am losing my wonderful canada day tan over these few weeks. i guess the bright flourescent lighting in my house doesn't count as uv rays. alas, the things i do for air con, it's become my best friend.
it's nine o 4 am: and you've already faded to become a distant memory.
a longing for the other side of the world.
iTunes is spinning: sheena easton-"my baby takes the morning train".so, it's saturday night (my sunday morning) and everyone on the other side of the equator seems to partying it up. i feel a tad bit jealoux. i spent my saturday night curled up in bed with a fluffy novel while i fell asleep admist many more novels. Dan Brown's
deception point and
digital fortress make a good re-read and an adept pillow, while Bill Bryson's
a short history of nearly everything sufficed as a snuggle toy and the nooks and crans are littered with mindless nora roberts readings. not that i'm complaining, it's the lifestyle i chose to partake in everytime i come home, snuggled undercovers with a cup of chinese tea and a pack of pocky sticks.
sigh. however, i still long to put my dancing shoes on, glammed up, red wine buzzed and ready to go head out for a night on the town. alas.
it's nine four four am: and the taxi has arrived to take me to church. have fun everyone else.
another turn in this twenty second decade of life.
iTunes is spinning: texas -"say what you want"so i think i've become accustomed to blogging only once a month now. i get so caught up in my own life that i guess i don't really think of you anymore. hah. not true. i've just become lazy with the summer sun and really don't log on as many hours on le internet as i used to. crazy. yeah. i know. however, exciting things soon to come, in one weeks time, say this time next week i will officially be on another continent and in another time zone. not so crazy crazy. heading home for three weeks for some lax time and being a homebody with the meems. looking forward to sushi and steaks.
to keep me company on this treacherous eighteen hour flight home is my new friend. meet: nintendo ds lite, accompanied by the new mario bros. world game.
it reminds me of the old times of playing mario bros. on the big bad grey gameboy.
stay tuned for more stories from home.
it is eight five one pm: and my stint with KI officially ends this friday at 3pm, lookout for me on a patio somewhere in the downtown core celebrating this victory.
