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Monday, June 20, 2005
Leaving On a Jet Plane
In just about a week's time, my life would be reverting back to 'normal'.
But be not mistaken. I have truly enjoyed my 'little less then normal' life for the past few weeks.
Not only that, I have learnt quite a few things about cultural differences between Asians and Europeans...or rather, a Singaporean girl, and 2 German males.
For beginners, they drink hell'va lot! In particular, XXXX, as evident by the unusual amount of bottles of that stuff that is now sitting on the top shelf in my fridge. Many have casted a eye of suspicion on me when they enter my humble abode, and sighted the box of XXXC. No, I am not a closet alcoholic.
In addition, my general knowledge of Australian history is at an all time high due to the patriotic bottle caps.
Bet you guys didn't know that 'Tim Tam' is actually the name of a racing horse?
Another beverage that they seem to down like 'sky-juice' is vodka.
I have never been a conisseur of alcohol, especially vodka. Vodka for me brings back bad memories from the year 2003, when I unwittingly had 2 shots of that...and later found the toilet bowl to be my best friend for that night.
However, the Germans have unleashed a new terror in me...Vodka Sour. The best thing about it? You can't taste the vodka! Unfortunately for me, because I was the designated driver for that particular night when Vodka Sour was introduced to me, I couldn't sneak as much sips off the drink as I wanted to.
I think they might have found a new weakness in me. But as much as I have found a new 'love' in Vodka Sour, its very unlikely that I would be going up to the bar, and be heard asking for more 'Vodka' then 'Sour' as some has done.
And of course, alcohol and food go hand in hand...
But for the sake of suspense, I shall continue the historical issues of 'white balls' and 'chocolate cake from 3 monkeys' another day...provided that I'm still alive after this piece has been read by those who have been involved in making it.
I hope it doesn't take 6 months to find me, should the above scenario actually take place.
But be not mistaken. I have truly enjoyed my 'little less then normal' life for the past few weeks.
Not only that, I have learnt quite a few things about cultural differences between Asians and Europeans...or rather, a Singaporean girl, and 2 German males.
For beginners, they drink hell'va lot! In particular, XXXX, as evident by the unusual amount of bottles of that stuff that is now sitting on the top shelf in my fridge. Many have casted a eye of suspicion on me when they enter my humble abode, and sighted the box of XXXC. No, I am not a closet alcoholic.
In addition, my general knowledge of Australian history is at an all time high due to the patriotic bottle caps.
Bet you guys didn't know that 'Tim Tam' is actually the name of a racing horse?
Another beverage that they seem to down like 'sky-juice' is vodka.
I have never been a conisseur of alcohol, especially vodka. Vodka for me brings back bad memories from the year 2003, when I unwittingly had 2 shots of that...and later found the toilet bowl to be my best friend for that night.
However, the Germans have unleashed a new terror in me...Vodka Sour. The best thing about it? You can't taste the vodka! Unfortunately for me, because I was the designated driver for that particular night when Vodka Sour was introduced to me, I couldn't sneak as much sips off the drink as I wanted to.
I think they might have found a new weakness in me. But as much as I have found a new 'love' in Vodka Sour, its very unlikely that I would be going up to the bar, and be heard asking for more 'Vodka' then 'Sour' as some has done.
And of course, alcohol and food go hand in hand...
But for the sake of suspense, I shall continue the historical issues of 'white balls' and 'chocolate cake from 3 monkeys' another day...provided that I'm still alive after this piece has been read by those who have been involved in making it.
I hope it doesn't take 6 months to find me, should the above scenario actually take place.