LOTUS TEMPLE...

mean building! reminded me of the sydney opera house. i was hoping for air con inside, but no. what i did find though, was a peaceful place just to clear my head.


a friendly reminder to anyone who is planning to go sightseeing during a hot indian summer day- don't wear clothes made out of synthetic fibers so you'll look good in photos... they actually TRAP the heat and make you sweat like even more of a mo' fo'... synthetic fiber is not your friend. i learnt my lesson the hard way.

cringe factor? high.

hahaha i am small in love with chuck bass on gossip girl... there's no tv in the delhi house, so before i left ho chi minh city i stocked up on dvds and got sucked into buying the complete boxed set of gossip girl. i used to loathe chuck. (like seriously) but now? he's the guy i love to hate. and think is hott lmao

“Love, like death, changes everything.”

today my nana emailed me to say that she had to the cat down this morning. we've been O.G'z at #21 for the last 13 years. so this is to you leni, you were the runt of the litter, i saved yo' ass because everyone told me not to pick you 'coz you were so sickly looking. but you were the only 'coloured' one amongst all the rangas and i totally had to have you. you defied death more than 9 times and cost us a fortune hahaha but you saved me too. i might of looked insane-o talking to my cat, but meh! the shit you'd have on me if you were able to tell the secrets i told you. thanks for your service fat girl. i'll miss you, even though sometimes you annoyed the shit outta me haha

now my hamil-tron plans are *pending*.. because mumzy is just fucken useless, i am considering closer to home options to do post grad teaching, so i can keep an eye on my nana. she's basically my everything, so yea. i don't have to, i haven't been asked to, or made to, or guilt tripped into doing it... i want to.
she raised me. (kind of still is haha)
so what is a year of my life compared to all of hers that she's given to me? not really a difficult decision, but just don't want to set it in concrete yet. more over, if these guys decide to buy a house in nz (most probs palmy.. and it won't be a crap one either) i am more than likely going to live in it. soooo even though that would mean another fucken year in palmy, as long as i'm out of park road, i'll be sweet as. i'm kinda putting the pressure on these guys to come back to nz in july and look for my (hahaha) opps i mean their damn house before i go to samoa...
which by the way, is sort of non-existent at the moment because i have not heard from my aunty AT ALL for the last 2 months. yet my nana (the other one) was saying that she was tryna hunt me down?! not cool. it looks as if my sister will be over there before me, and she was the one who was meant to be visiting ME! (small gutted)

as for my friend boy... 12 days to go hahaha (HE has the countdown going on NOT me!!!) should be interesting to see where this goes when i get back.

looking forward to heading back to palmy, but not at the same time.

miss my cat. small sad that i didn't get to say goodbye. (just like my granddad) and she got put down on the anniversary of when mumzys younger brother died (randomly in his sleep... a month after his 30th) so today will be remembered for the loss of 2 of our family members.

peace!

BUSINESS CLASS.. I DON'T WANNA FLY ANY OTHER WAY!

after you see how the rest of the world travels, of course you wouldn't wanna go back to cattle class.. alas, (yes, i just said alas haha) i have to fly from delhi to nz in gaybo economy :P

SEE YOU AT 8, AT INDIA GATE...

a week in new delhi, and i'm still alive. it's actually alright. i'm just happy that our wi-fi is up & running. i have nothing to complain about now. life is good. food here is shitty as though.

living in the defence colony, and it's ka pai. i can where my shorts and t-shirts without a hassle.. but i made the mistake of leaving the colony in shorts and a singlet the other day. not good! got the what up's from all the women & girls for exposing my arms and ankles and i was in constant fear that the police men were gonna beat me. i just hid behind my faux bans and pretended like it was nothing (but really, i was shitting myself haha)

they really hate my hair over here too haha. so i make an effort to wear it in it's natural frizzy state, or tie it up in a big boofy pony tail lolz i was advised that i needed to cut it all one length, straighten it & wear it down... umm how about eat a dick bro? lmao i do what i want. (without causing massive offence of course)

gotta go un-pack all the boxes that arrived by DHL this morning.

peace!

ROUND ONE: GOES TO ME...

look at who is miss smug pants at the moment. hahaha he apologised. not only was real good, it was utterly sincere too (i know, straight up want to vomit in my mouth material coming from me right now huh? ) he went as far as explaining what he meant (which was way off what i had emailed him about haha) so we're all good again. but in my books? that was a win on my behalf lolz

to be continued?

maybe...

MY *ANGRY PANTS* EMAIL (HAHA)

well, like i said before, that photobomb blog really made me laugh. so this is what i just emailed the fucker. can't wait for his reply. (that's a lie. i totally can haha) i don't wanna hear it to be honest :P but oh well!


heeeellz no did you just leave me like that... do you realise how much i want to strangle you right now?
you might've killed my breakfast, but i'm not gonna let it wreck the rest of my day. i'm not even going to apologize because i'm unsure as to what i've done wrong this time. what's up? if you're trying to hint at me to read between the lines, i don't get it. if you have something on your mind or you wanna say something, then speak. or else, forever hold your peace. only you know what is going on in you head, and i'm not a mind reader. like that thing, said- don't let anyone (eg, me) railroad you into making a decision/s you disagree with. see ya.

NINJA'S!

j-skywalker, you will not believe how much you have up lifted my day that had begun on a downward spiral, after discovering this post THANK YOU!

BAD DREAMS...

so we was talking, and he told me he had a bad dream last night. so i was like, ooh tell me and i'll google it! and this is how our convo kind of went:

ok this is what it means-
if in your dream someone ELSE is driving and you are a passenger in the situation, it means that you feel your life has gotten out of control. You feel someone else is forcing you to make decisions you don't want to make, that you don't feel in control of something you SHOULD be in control of. You need to realize that your life IS your life and that if you allow someone else to steer your path, that is a decision you are making. Only you can best decide what is best for yourself. If you're unhappy with your path, make yourself a new path! Never let someone else railroad you into a decision you disagree with. Find a way to take control of your own life.

i think i know what is about...i think i just made it a nightmare
its about you
anyways...lunchtime and note prep time...talk soon

and thanks for leaving me on that note

leave you to ponder that for the day should you get bored

you fucken bastard, you can't just say that and leave. what is your problem? someone, tell me what is his problem? i don't force him to do anything. seriously. i'm not like that. so what is he going on about it being my fault? what am i meant to ponder about? how much of a dickhead he is for saying that?

i am not going to have a good day because i'm mr. angry pants after being left hanging like that!

thanks for spoiling my morning and my breakfast asshole.

that's it. i'm going to fucken email to say how much of a fucker he is for doing that to me. i may regret it, but whats the point of complaining on my blog if he doesn't know what he's done right? dick.

THERAPY...

you have totally fucked me off
so now im putting pen to paper and having the worlds biggest rant.
i should send it to you, but i won't.
there is something about writting that i just don't get from typing.
(that's why i haven't written it here)

i have had a shitty day, and all i wanted to do was talk to you. but even you have managed to piss me off. thanks.

I'M SERIOUS..

the first time was funny. but now i feel like you have to get drunk or high before calling me. not interested.

iWANT...

i don't have reason what so ever. other than craving some new sneakers like a mo' fo'. and they just happen to be pumps. don't want a fancy pair, just a straigt forward pump like this these. *sigh* reminds me of going shopping with mumzy when i was little and i wished for a pair every christmas haha (never came tho). might have a look around here for some if i have time. wonder how much they retail back home...

AND A LITTLE GIRL WAITS...

this is getting ridiculous. i just need to stop. we don't even go out. this could be low-key what is considered "internet dating" but i have too much self respect for that. he's over there, i'm over here. thank god we actually know each other in real life, or else it WOULD be internet dating. that is not even sad. it's lower than sad. it's lower than loser. it's lower than sad loser. i don't know what i want from this, or even if it will go anywhere when i get back. unfortunately he knows exactly what he wants, and isn't backing down. this is not good. i haven't signed on to skype all day, but i have been hovering over my inbox all day. (he wrote me this avo.) i replied (of course!) and suggested we not skype for a couple of days. and now i'm making excuses to check my inbox (considering it's almost 1am on a saturday/sunday i know he won't reply 'till tomorrow). i'm hoping he'll say yes to my proposition, (in a plan to ween ourselves off each other... ok more me off him) yet, i sorta want him to say no haha. i'm turning into one of those disgusting needy girls that i loathe. this is why i haven't had a friend boy in so long.

to keep me occupied, i bought the box set of the entire 2 seasons of gossip girl. i cannot wait until i get home to get my winter swag up and going. actually, this leads me to another thing- I CANNOT WAIT TO GET HOME. i love being overseas, i love working and living here without a doubt, but shit. i miss the people back home so much. 2 of my BFF's have re-located back to p-city in a random turn of events for them both, so of course i wanna be with them. not for ever, hellz no haha but they're back for a bit, and i wanna be there too.

can't wait to get back for Little J's big birthday bash. Me & Rev are gearing up to show those island girls how it's really done, how it should be, and how they will never be hahaha (man i'm a fucken bitch lmao) but when it comes to them, this is the only place i can vent what i really think about them. island girls are vicious. (serious) so it's best to keep a low-profile and be diplomatic at all times. but hey, i'm only human. of course i have my own opinions formed in my mind about them. i just don't tell anyone haha

ok, sweet, i've gotta get back to gossip girl. haha

x o x o (cheese!)