All my family had got out of bed very early this morning for we have to go to Hamilton lake to celebrate the New Year with our friends. The Sunshine Society organised a tramping trip for the people who did not travel to other countries this morning.
It was far too short a tramping trip, but it was great because all of us had fun. We started the year singing the national anthem, and raise the flag in front of the lake. We walked for 45 minutes from 9:30 a.m. to about 10:20 a.m. The lake walkway is a new infrastructure set up by the Hamilton City Council. Living in Hamilton is like living in heaven, but the houses around the lake made the experience less "nature". The houses made the lake more artificial. However, the ducks and the geese were all out on the calm water. The weather wasn't perfect, but it wasn't cold. We enjoyed a walk in the rain. As my Chinese teacher used to say, the lake is the prettiest when it's raining. I believe that she was right. The lake is the prettiest when it's raining. The reflections of us on the lake made the walk worth while.
We each got a bottle of water in the beginning and a small bread curtesy of the society.
Mum and dad quickly drove us home to prepare for the activities in the afternoon. Mr. W is leaving Hamilton, so all of our family went to his house to send him off. Fuzzy was Mr.W's youngest daughter's classmate and schoolmate. We talked, ate, and talke some more indoor because the weather didn't hold. The rain started pouring, but the BBQ and the other food were good.
The low point was probably when someone started collecting donations. It's not because it was not a good cause, it was because I didn't bring any money so had to take some from mum's wallet. So bad! And the woman wanted my address because she is going to give me a receipt. What receipt! I don't even want to give you money. Don't give me a receipt. I don't need a receipt.
Anyway, the kids (means us) played cards together. We played Snap, taught Tofushark's bf how to play Bridge, and played 99 together. We learned many things about people who we didn't know, and learn a lot more things about our friends we knew.
I found out how each keys on K's keychain work. That was a completely useless piece of information unless I become his girlfriend or a thief to his house, which is highly unlikely. I don't know what he is doing, but he is very weird. He has too much on his plate, I suppose. And he is far too pretty to be single. I believe that if he has a girlfriend then a lot of girls will be heartbroken, etc. You know what I mean.
I found that he wants to be treated as someone who is normal, so that's exactly what I do. I don't think he has been blessed with good looks; he's cursed by it. I hope he is going to be o.k. Just a little bit worried that he will not survive in the big bad world out there. He seems so fragile and young.
R is so funny. Don't know if he is trying to be funny or is real funny that way. Found out that either M or A (the guy wearing red shirt and has a cute small silver cellphone) is dad's computer teacher's grandson. Ah! So complicated, isn't it? Anyway, his mum is very good at singing and is in our choir. There you go. We are friends.
Overall today has been hectic and fun. I love 2005 already. Purpleskirt has already invited me to watch Phantom of Opera and we may get to go out for one day in Rotorua. Cool.
1/01/2005
12/31/2004
Last Day of 2004
Today I have been cleaning my front door. The old cloth has been used to wipe away all the grime on the front door and the back door, when one of our friend came visit. She brought the fish from Mr. C, who now lives in Auckland and loves fishing. He is a nice man.
Apart from cleaning the doors, I have also been vacuuming. However, the household chore ended because I got interested in A Series of Unfortunate Events, the book my sister borrowed from library. The Carnivorous Carnival is a particular good one, but of course, it's filled with many unfortunate events that I shall not relate to you, who should feel very happy for the New Year.
The evening is filled with lousy television programs, the only good one being a music chart that starts at 10p.m. I suppose you are not allowed to watch TV during the New Year countdown. You are supposed to: A: talk to your friends who are partying with you; B: talk to your family who are spending the holiday with you; or C: talk to your friends via text messaging or the internet. I am on C right now, and did B earlier.
Hope everything goes alright, and hopefully people will recover from the tsunami. All the best wishes go out for these people who are trying to survive the initial situations and later rebuild their lives. I hope they will get the help they need.
Love.
Apart from cleaning the doors, I have also been vacuuming. However, the household chore ended because I got interested in A Series of Unfortunate Events, the book my sister borrowed from library. The Carnivorous Carnival is a particular good one, but of course, it's filled with many unfortunate events that I shall not relate to you, who should feel very happy for the New Year.
The evening is filled with lousy television programs, the only good one being a music chart that starts at 10p.m. I suppose you are not allowed to watch TV during the New Year countdown. You are supposed to: A: talk to your friends who are partying with you; B: talk to your family who are spending the holiday with you; or C: talk to your friends via text messaging or the internet. I am on C right now, and did B earlier.
Hope everything goes alright, and hopefully people will recover from the tsunami. All the best wishes go out for these people who are trying to survive the initial situations and later rebuild their lives. I hope they will get the help they need.
Love.
12/30/2004
Start writing a magazine
I have started writing a magazine called Fairy Tale. Althought I know that it will never be published in the formal publishing house, I write it with all my heart because truly I don't care what other people think about my writing anymore. I write what I like and if they are accurate information, then I will write them no matter what other people think.
For the first edition of Fairy Tale, I have done the review for the new movie, Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. I have also included a Fashion Fit For a Princess column. This part has some pictures that I have taken back from Cambridge township. Their cloth shop sends out free flyers that gave me some clothing ideas. I will also put in some of my original clothing designs in the future editions. I have hand drawn these pictures, and will later colour them in to make the page more interesting. The last part that I did tonight is To Do List for 2005.
Maybe I should include a puzzle, or a crossword of some description for the amusement of myself. Generally speaking my holiday has gone well. I have been to New Plymouth with my family. The weather, was fortunately good for this occasion. I have been to the movies with FUzzyslowmo, my dear sister, and my friend Purple skirt and her younger brother, the famous flute player. I have enjoyed OCEAN'S 12 with them. Happy feeling all round in spite of the the rainy season that never goes away.
Dad has been talking about wasting money buying the presents for our friends in Christmas and the consequence of certain credit card getting bounced. If he has noticed, nearly half the world buy Christmas presents to one another instead of sulking and brooding in the holiday season. Please have some compasion for your daughters. It's bad enough that he does not give us presents, now he is going to prevent us giving our friends small presents as well. I have worked hard this year and getting a free Masters degree has helped out our family financially. However, he doesn't seen to be satisfy with the whole thing and keep asking us to save more money. If he is still fuming tomorrow then I might consider staying in my room whole day. This is peachful protest. I have also washed the lunch dishes and helped out in the garden. What does he want? I am trying my best to study and make small amount of money so that the family can depend on my meagre income. Anyway, he seems to see this situation and start to come around. Why does he love money so much? He seems to be too stingy to love his daughters and wife, who are always standing by him. We are the other members of the family. If he doesn't have us, or have any other kind of daughters or wife, then he may discover that his life does not run as smoothly as now. He may discover that his wife will squander away his fortune and his daughters will live far away and use up all his money!!!!!
Anyway, I will stop hunt down my dear father because he will not change. He is ok. He is not so hopeless because afterall, he saw that compromise may be the last thing that can keep this family intact. He knows that making a truce with us is important for the harmony of our family. And I am happy that he knows that, and I love him for chaning for us.
For the first edition of Fairy Tale, I have done the review for the new movie, Lemony Snicket's A Series of Unfortunate Events. I have also included a Fashion Fit For a Princess column. This part has some pictures that I have taken back from Cambridge township. Their cloth shop sends out free flyers that gave me some clothing ideas. I will also put in some of my original clothing designs in the future editions. I have hand drawn these pictures, and will later colour them in to make the page more interesting. The last part that I did tonight is To Do List for 2005.
Maybe I should include a puzzle, or a crossword of some description for the amusement of myself. Generally speaking my holiday has gone well. I have been to New Plymouth with my family. The weather, was fortunately good for this occasion. I have been to the movies with FUzzyslowmo, my dear sister, and my friend Purple skirt and her younger brother, the famous flute player. I have enjoyed OCEAN'S 12 with them. Happy feeling all round in spite of the the rainy season that never goes away.
Dad has been talking about wasting money buying the presents for our friends in Christmas and the consequence of certain credit card getting bounced. If he has noticed, nearly half the world buy Christmas presents to one another instead of sulking and brooding in the holiday season. Please have some compasion for your daughters. It's bad enough that he does not give us presents, now he is going to prevent us giving our friends small presents as well. I have worked hard this year and getting a free Masters degree has helped out our family financially. However, he doesn't seen to be satisfy with the whole thing and keep asking us to save more money. If he is still fuming tomorrow then I might consider staying in my room whole day. This is peachful protest. I have also washed the lunch dishes and helped out in the garden. What does he want? I am trying my best to study and make small amount of money so that the family can depend on my meagre income. Anyway, he seems to see this situation and start to come around. Why does he love money so much? He seems to be too stingy to love his daughters and wife, who are always standing by him. We are the other members of the family. If he doesn't have us, or have any other kind of daughters or wife, then he may discover that his life does not run as smoothly as now. He may discover that his wife will squander away his fortune and his daughters will live far away and use up all his money!!!!!
Anyway, I will stop hunt down my dear father because he will not change. He is ok. He is not so hopeless because afterall, he saw that compromise may be the last thing that can keep this family intact. He knows that making a truce with us is important for the harmony of our family. And I am happy that he knows that, and I love him for chaning for us.
12/24/2004
Broken record, old dance moves, 70s, 80s, and 90s
Went to pub crawl with workmates. I will skip their chit-chat because it just sound like previous post (about The Frog Prince). Their account of him being with this Vicky girl is like twisting a knife in my heart and hurting quite a lot, so I will not repeat the steamy events that was described by several gossiping female. Their forked tongues are scary, wish when I go, they will not talk about me too much. But I know it's inevitable.
First pub was The Cook. It is situated very close to the university. The deco was o.k. I like the comfy couches. People slowly drifted into The Cook, and we avoided talking about work (without success).
Second pub was The Eastside tavern. Great scenery since it's on the east side of Waikato River. You can see the Bridge. Apparently it's parked full with cars. People who live in Taiwan will understand. It's the beginning of the Christmas holiday. So of course, the traffic is a killer.
Talked about PDA (public display of affection). In Asian countries, this is a big no no. But in European countries and in NZ, it's very common. Some horror stories include Japanese woman who got kissed in public and killed herself just because of PDA. Indian teenager took his girlfriend's love scene picture using his mobile phone and this ended up on the internet(!) Her/his parents were fuming and the authority is hunting this guy down etc. Very big rumour. But being an Asian I probably am used to PDA in New Zealand, and the lack of in Taiwan. It's culture difference.
Have seen people in compromising posture on bicycle (!) If you get my meaning. Actually, I was worried about the police car cruising on the road. What if they are caught? Must be quite embarassing.
Third pub is Sekure. It's a new one on the west side of the River, so we have to cross the bridge when we are still sober. Good. People have not started to walk in funny manner.
More people have come to join us. E and P are wearing cool outfit, but no white and denim. By the way, our theme last night was "White and Denim". You should wear: White top, blue denim jeans with white shoes, or denim top, jeans and white shoes or any combination of the above. However, you still get people coming in red and black. They are excused.
The Sekure is a cool place with nice couch, and we talked about Grand Prix in Melbourne Australia, Shanghai, and holiday spots in general. Talked with De about shopping in Melbourne. She loves shopping in Melbourne and got both her top and jeans in Melbourne. Talking about NZ fashion and Oz fashion. Ended up stopping and move onto Spirited.
Me and another Egandopamine (my real name is, *cough*, of course not Egan, but I will let it slide) have won the pool game against C and J. C and J are considerably better than us but I got a feeling that C is trying to loss. Anyway, was not really drunk at this stage because was having a Heniken (excuse my spelling). Was trying very hard to win because never won a game. Sunk everything and when sunk the black 8, felt very happy and jumped up. Feeling very good, so when moved onto Cubby Hole in the second story building in Victoria Street, gave myself a treat: a Pina Colada.
N and his brother have joined us, but after that they sort of disappeared again. Anyway, I will try not to get distracted by foreign cute guys.
Cubby Hole is a great place. You can watch people walking down on Victoria Street, and the sky is clearing at this stage. The weather is clearing and hopefully we will not get too much rain this Xmas.
This pub (Cubby Hole) has a dance floor for Spanish music. M and E and P all danced together. Especially want to mention M and E. They are both my workmates from my group. They are a great team when it comes to work and dancing. Good on ya, E and M. I love the way they move.
Enjoyed dancing there, is also A and the other P. These two girls are never far from the dance floor and they are powered by.......(drum roll)......alcohol and H2O (water). Interesting combination. Because they jive and sometimes they just run on pure water. Not alcoholic drinks. Their energy levels must be high.
Leaving Cubby Hole, we come to the Caz Bar. A corner bar beside the Outback, I kind of drifted to the mature folk group. Listening most of the time, C said that he is going to sing in the summer festival in Hamilton Gardens. Must do a piece on my Chinese webpage now for this cool event. I went last year with Grid. I should text Grid again so we can watch the opera that C is going to do and also the Shakespear thing.
Running toward Diggers because it was raining a little, I tugged at M's shirt sleeves and annoyed the hell out of him. But it was ok. The Diggers is already full of drunken people. I don't like it, so walked out and got into The Loaded Hog for dinner. We waited .....and waited......for 35 minutes for our evening meal. And it was awful food. Too much wedges and chips for our friends, Egan, J and C. C got into singing mode because was too bored. The other Egan started to talk about her holiday and reading Janet Evanovich. J talked about his wedding anniversary being on the 27th of Dec. Aww....too hard to book an restraunt, but to be honest, I think I know why he is such a lady's man because he is very romantic and considerate. I understand why in parties he gets all the girls. Girls feel secure and very comfortable around him. Note to self: should learn from this person.
We missed The Handle Bar, but this bar has its unique quality. All of its windows are opened to the street so you can see (the drunken people walking on the street) or the great scenery. (I doubt that you can see much with all this thick crowd so I will not dare to lie about the drunken people part)
The Bank was the coolest because they put on very good music. WE all danced there. Young and old. The songs are from the 70s, 80s and 90s. All sorts of songs. Wine, beer and liquor flows as well. There are no men or women unsatify. This must be the coolest bar in town.
We kind of finish there. M, E, P, C, J and the other Egan went home. People start to go home from there. It was a great night, I must say. Not too tiring, but exhausted enough for me to clean myself up and go straight to bed. Generally speaking not a bad crowd of people. Everybody danced, jived, talked, drank and had fun. No one was left alone, people were helping one another. Told one another which bar has the best features such as good music, nice dance floor or cocktail etc.
I say, these people work hard and play hard. Cool.
First pub was The Cook. It is situated very close to the university. The deco was o.k. I like the comfy couches. People slowly drifted into The Cook, and we avoided talking about work (without success).
Second pub was The Eastside tavern. Great scenery since it's on the east side of Waikato River. You can see the Bridge. Apparently it's parked full with cars. People who live in Taiwan will understand. It's the beginning of the Christmas holiday. So of course, the traffic is a killer.
Talked about PDA (public display of affection). In Asian countries, this is a big no no. But in European countries and in NZ, it's very common. Some horror stories include Japanese woman who got kissed in public and killed herself just because of PDA. Indian teenager took his girlfriend's love scene picture using his mobile phone and this ended up on the internet(!) Her/his parents were fuming and the authority is hunting this guy down etc. Very big rumour. But being an Asian I probably am used to PDA in New Zealand, and the lack of in Taiwan. It's culture difference.
Have seen people in compromising posture on bicycle (!) If you get my meaning. Actually, I was worried about the police car cruising on the road. What if they are caught? Must be quite embarassing.
Third pub is Sekure. It's a new one on the west side of the River, so we have to cross the bridge when we are still sober. Good. People have not started to walk in funny manner.
More people have come to join us. E and P are wearing cool outfit, but no white and denim. By the way, our theme last night was "White and Denim". You should wear: White top, blue denim jeans with white shoes, or denim top, jeans and white shoes or any combination of the above. However, you still get people coming in red and black. They are excused.
The Sekure is a cool place with nice couch, and we talked about Grand Prix in Melbourne Australia, Shanghai, and holiday spots in general. Talked with De about shopping in Melbourne. She loves shopping in Melbourne and got both her top and jeans in Melbourne. Talking about NZ fashion and Oz fashion. Ended up stopping and move onto Spirited.
Me and another Egandopamine (my real name is, *cough*, of course not Egan, but I will let it slide) have won the pool game against C and J. C and J are considerably better than us but I got a feeling that C is trying to loss. Anyway, was not really drunk at this stage because was having a Heniken (excuse my spelling). Was trying very hard to win because never won a game. Sunk everything and when sunk the black 8, felt very happy and jumped up. Feeling very good, so when moved onto Cubby Hole in the second story building in Victoria Street, gave myself a treat: a Pina Colada.
N and his brother have joined us, but after that they sort of disappeared again. Anyway, I will try not to get distracted by foreign cute guys.
Cubby Hole is a great place. You can watch people walking down on Victoria Street, and the sky is clearing at this stage. The weather is clearing and hopefully we will not get too much rain this Xmas.
This pub (Cubby Hole) has a dance floor for Spanish music. M and E and P all danced together. Especially want to mention M and E. They are both my workmates from my group. They are a great team when it comes to work and dancing. Good on ya, E and M. I love the way they move.
Enjoyed dancing there, is also A and the other P. These two girls are never far from the dance floor and they are powered by.......(drum roll)......alcohol and H2O (water). Interesting combination. Because they jive and sometimes they just run on pure water. Not alcoholic drinks. Their energy levels must be high.
Leaving Cubby Hole, we come to the Caz Bar. A corner bar beside the Outback, I kind of drifted to the mature folk group. Listening most of the time, C said that he is going to sing in the summer festival in Hamilton Gardens. Must do a piece on my Chinese webpage now for this cool event. I went last year with Grid. I should text Grid again so we can watch the opera that C is going to do and also the Shakespear thing.
Running toward Diggers because it was raining a little, I tugged at M's shirt sleeves and annoyed the hell out of him. But it was ok. The Diggers is already full of drunken people. I don't like it, so walked out and got into The Loaded Hog for dinner. We waited .....and waited......for 35 minutes for our evening meal. And it was awful food. Too much wedges and chips for our friends, Egan, J and C. C got into singing mode because was too bored. The other Egan started to talk about her holiday and reading Janet Evanovich. J talked about his wedding anniversary being on the 27th of Dec. Aww....too hard to book an restraunt, but to be honest, I think I know why he is such a lady's man because he is very romantic and considerate. I understand why in parties he gets all the girls. Girls feel secure and very comfortable around him. Note to self: should learn from this person.
We missed The Handle Bar, but this bar has its unique quality. All of its windows are opened to the street so you can see (the drunken people walking on the street) or the great scenery. (I doubt that you can see much with all this thick crowd so I will not dare to lie about the drunken people part)
The Bank was the coolest because they put on very good music. WE all danced there. Young and old. The songs are from the 70s, 80s and 90s. All sorts of songs. Wine, beer and liquor flows as well. There are no men or women unsatify. This must be the coolest bar in town.
We kind of finish there. M, E, P, C, J and the other Egan went home. People start to go home from there. It was a great night, I must say. Not too tiring, but exhausted enough for me to clean myself up and go straight to bed. Generally speaking not a bad crowd of people. Everybody danced, jived, talked, drank and had fun. No one was left alone, people were helping one another. Told one another which bar has the best features such as good music, nice dance floor or cocktail etc.
I say, these people work hard and play hard. Cool.
12/23/2004
Keep smiling you devilish man
Stop smiling, please. The Frog Prince (I dub the guy who was torturing me yesterday "The Frog Prince") was smiling to me before he left the building. Stop smiling, you are still breaking my heart. Stop it.
Anyway, after reasonable delibration, I have decided to start another experiment at the end of the year. Why not? I am here so I will run one more so get more repeats. Cool. I am getting better results everyday. However, discovered a leak in the waste system so had to mop up a lot of Indigo solution from spectrophotometer. Oh, my God. It was another joke from Santa, I suppose.
I should be careful about what I ask from Santa because I asked him to give me a new boyfriend. Look where it got me. Nowhere, that's what. It got me into this mess with The Frog Prince. Now I am still not sure if he is just drunk or is really interested in me. Maybe I should give him my phone number? You think he will keep torturing me before I give in to him? Or would he just say: What's this? Your bra size? Ohohoh, I am nasty.
I am totally fed up with The Frog Prince now, but can't stop thinking about him. I have blocked out all the other guys from my mind. That's infatuation. Please, help me, frog prince, just give me your phone number instead, ok? Stop giving me the eye and the million dollar smile. You beam like a light bulb already. Well, can't get enough of your smile, ok? Just stop smiling and get some action into your head. I don't have all day. I am still trying to do some experiment without my pride.
Cry.......cry......cry.......I am so damn stupid. Why do I have to fall for the guy who is retard in asking girls out and still hung up on previous girlfriend?
Anyway, after reasonable delibration, I have decided to start another experiment at the end of the year. Why not? I am here so I will run one more so get more repeats. Cool. I am getting better results everyday. However, discovered a leak in the waste system so had to mop up a lot of Indigo solution from spectrophotometer. Oh, my God. It was another joke from Santa, I suppose.
I should be careful about what I ask from Santa because I asked him to give me a new boyfriend. Look where it got me. Nowhere, that's what. It got me into this mess with The Frog Prince. Now I am still not sure if he is just drunk or is really interested in me. Maybe I should give him my phone number? You think he will keep torturing me before I give in to him? Or would he just say: What's this? Your bra size? Ohohoh, I am nasty.
I am totally fed up with The Frog Prince now, but can't stop thinking about him. I have blocked out all the other guys from my mind. That's infatuation. Please, help me, frog prince, just give me your phone number instead, ok? Stop giving me the eye and the million dollar smile. You beam like a light bulb already. Well, can't get enough of your smile, ok? Just stop smiling and get some action into your head. I don't have all day. I am still trying to do some experiment without my pride.
Cry.......cry......cry.......I am so damn stupid. Why do I have to fall for the guy who is retard in asking girls out and still hung up on previous girlfriend?
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