two weeks have gone by sooooooo quickly. now the house is sooooooo quiet.
today was one of the busiest days i know of. i could only go to one: relatives leave/ext 1 study day/ doorknock appeal/ relay for life/something else
didn't say bye to relatives since they left at 6.30am. one of my dreams is to go to the first class qantas lounge to have neil perry food. ahhh, it looks so posh with facials, and massages and super duper nice food. maybe i should get my uncle to travel with me one time and so he can somehow take me in. it's one of those things that money can't buy, you actually have to travel to earn your points (which does mean you have to pay heaps for plane tickets, but you can't just turn up with money to have nice food). i will travel and achieve high status qantas member card...one day....
i started going through the clothes my aunt put in my closet. it didn't look like much, by so far, i have a billion stocking: black, grey, navy, purple, tan, ballet/skin, black sheer, brown, patterned black, patterned purple, red and then another bag of unopened stockings and then everything x2. really, was it necessary to buy two of the same patterns in different colours? i have enough stocking to wear each week for like 20 weeks....and i have started going through the suitcase/bags of clothes yet....i don't think i'll be buying much this year at hk....
took 4 trains to stanmore today. first time going on the inner west line. usually trains just go past and don't stop. so unfamiliar with those suburbs. what's cool is that-THE TRAIN LINE IS PURPLE! yayay. heaps of people turned up there. i quite like the boys' school's uniform.
i guess, i didn't really have to go, since in my elective, they gave at notes, so people who didn't come would have them, they're really helpful, if only i received them earlier....
coming back, train was late (going there it was late as well) but then i have to change trains and go down the long esculators, and i heard the whistle blow when the i was a third of the way down and then i knew i had to run down then jump the last few step and made it just when the doors closed. it's like in those movies, but no one was there to see my epic-sliding-through-doors... it was so close, any slower and i would have to wait 30mins, since weekend times are gay. the door then opened since the guy realised there were like 2 more people behind me.
Omg I wish the train dude had done that for me I was literally 5 seconds off catching the 30-mins train
ReplyDeleteAnd then I spent the next half hour punching things because I was so annoyed at not realising there were two ticket machines