marking days

Ok. I'm done with the Austria Pics.

I so hate the blogger picture posting system. It drives me bonkers. And to think that I thought I would never use it again since the horrible experience while doing the Australia Project.

Whatever. I guess I would have more to post after I go and come back.

Dont think about it now.

Anyway, after the horrendously stretchy long EOY what spans over 3 weeks (which actually makes up 3/4 of a month), I'm pleased to say that IT IS OVER and that I have survived, breathing and all.

So which makes a good time to go to the PSL camp.

Which is okay for me, since I'll have nothing to do at home anyway. I mean, I can't read recipe books, do sewing and play piano for the whole day right? (OMG that sounds SO like the life of a housewife.)

So off I went to the PSL camp, carrying $100 with me all the time. (OK, Jiamin would be pleased, or should I say, shocked? to know that I have used the SAMe tactic to keep my money as I did in Graz. I shall not tell you HOW I did it.)

and so for the first day we went along Singapore River for the amazing race and I almost got 'chao da' and heatstroke. Surprisingly I did not turn black this time (like the usual), but instead developed this huge gross patch of rashes on my arms.

And then we had what a PSL camp should have.

I almost thought that I could make it and go home happily at the second day, when we played this water game (AKA messy game by the EXCO) and while sliding on soap water, I slipped and fell (WHERE? on my bum of course). And to go with that I had quite a few bruises as well.

So I literally spent the next two days (that is, yesterday and today) lying on my bed.

Minus the baking-a-choco-cake part. and also buying-a-watch part. But then, my mum's leaving for China tonight (I think she's in Changi at this moment), so what can I do? being a filial daughter and all.

So this practically explains why I'm not at the airport crying at this time but blogging instead.

While lying on my bed, I suddenly had this idea that I SHOULD GO GET A BOYFRIEND AND GO OUT DATING. but the mere thought of having to go out and have a date made me take back my wish immediately.

I mean, after that date (or maybe a few dates), what else can I ( we) do? break up? probably. and that would make the end of my first love. haha.