Conjunctivited

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Girl from Ipanema says:

Welcome to my new blogsite, I do hope to get my writing juice flowing, so bear with me. First few blogs might prove to be quite rusty and appear to be here and there.

Its been a while since I last blogged, had quite a phobia to it as it proved to hurt certain parties as my inner feelings were read. Not that I had intentionally hurt those I cared. I am sorry.

OK, here I am wasting away in front of my notebook as usual, Geees, I spend 10 hours daily in HELL ooops i mean office, staring intently at my computer screen, reading absolute rubbish and writing rubbish back in the process.

And after work, I am inadvertently drawn to my notebook and once again write rubbish to my usual group.

As I reflect back, I am amazed with how much trash that can possibly come out of my mouth. I will not refrain myself from certain vulgarity in this blog, nor will I be apologetic to whom I offend. All in all, just enjoy what goes through my daily life and its so called happenings.

24th March 2007 (one nice sat morning)

I woke up at 4am, thinking wat the fuck is wrong with my right eye as I kept on feeling like it was covered with goo. I rubbed it in several times in the hopes of wiping it off (big no no, not really the smartest move in the world, yah blame me for doin dat at 4am).

I reeled back into lumber.....woke up at 7am only to realise what I had done and the consequences of my stupid action went running through my mind like a bullet train. FARK!!

I hopped outta bed and into my parents room and stared at the damage done.

I looked like a farking freakshow. My eye looked like a balut. well, that's the closest thing I can think of right now as my anticipation of trying the balut is killing me, I shall get to the topic of that quite soon.><

Balut = 12-18 day old duck fetus, eaten raw with salt, pepper. Some ppl eat it followed by some San Miguel or a shot of whiskey. WHich I intend to btw regardless of whether there is balut or not.

To cut a long story short, the eye specialist who tended to my conjunctivited eye was a real serious drama diva. One look at my eye, and he had to shriek out, "OMG, you're outta action for 2 weeks!" wtf...no way, Im flying off to eat balut in 5 days time and I can't afford to miss out on this chance.

"Please doctor, do you think I am able to fly off on friday to try balut?"

"Highly unlikely chris, unless you want the immigration officers to bar you at the arrival hall and deport you back to malaysia for intending to spread infectious diseases."

In my head, cool that would make for some pretty interesting stories to tell my gang at work.

So there it was, again,thoughts of me being held back by some mean pilipino hunky immigration officers soon filled my mind...hmmmmmmm think of it in slow mo.

IN the words of Borat, niceeeee......

OK back to the topic of my conjunctivited eye, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise.

I am outta work for one whole straight week, enjoying breakfast by the sea and going for afternoon jogs at 3pm while everyone else is slaving in hell. Wat more can I ask? Oh yes and I taunt my mates at work from time to time.

Back to San Miguel, which I intend to consume in copious amounts because it simply my way of tasting one's country whenever I travel. Yes, I gorge myself with the country's beer to acquiant myself with the country. What better way to reel it all in than in the state of high?

My beer can collection in my room which I proudly display for all to view. My parents are accustomed to their daughter's weird behaviour btw.

I have read all about the city of traffic jams and I intend to soak up in its culture as much as I can. Side activities include playing tennis at some local club which I will hopelessly make a complete fool of myself (which I suck so badly now, the result from a bout of illness, no not the one in my head), eating balut of course (which was my main intention anyway), drnking san miguel and some other local moonshine poison shit and having a good time taking pictures.

I have always prided myself for having an adventurous streak in trying out every kind of crap, i mean food (not only food, other aspects as well,ah hem). I intend to live by my motto of havin tried everything, been there done that. There is still much more for me to sample.I am one of those rare breeds who wants to try every type of shit on this planet, but thus so far I have only tried out all forms of permitted edible wild life available in the jungles of borneo.

SOme delicious crunchy pig ears anyone? Its lovely to follow it up with some shiraz.

its 4pm now and i'm late for my evening run in the park, I need to at get into some fitness shape for my tennis debut in manila, least not to make a fumbling fool of myself there.

To my mates, enjoy work and miss me as I miss you all loads, I hate to say it, I actually miss being in hell, office I mean.