the lazy weekend.

taking this whole week of doing almost nothing as an uber long weekend, before the horror of semesters begin.

if i thought 4th year semester 1 was hell, 4th year semester 2 shall be the hell of hells. i had the idiot-proof asian business to offset my overloads. but this time round, i have no security blanket to fall back on. i will be doing constitutional law II, administrative law II, evidence law, corporate insolvency (law) and lastly money,banking and the financial markets. all bloody hardcore units. so before i start digging into the hellhole once again, i need this extended "long weekend".

saturday was initially planned to be rather low key, but it turned out to be quite fun. popped over at uncle victor's house for BBQ party (i met him on the plane the night before and he invited me over). there, i gorged myself with 20+ sticks of satay, curry chicken and sayah lodeh. played cards games with a few kids in attendance... poker, blackjack, indian poker, dai dee, billionaire and pictionary. it was fucking hilarious and fun. i swallowed so much air that i had tummy ache that night. i think bryan is kind of cute *blush* but damn, he is only 17. tsk rach.. in addition, i met up with tina, minh and dons for coffee @ the moons. my favourate hangout in perth. it's been 4 months since i last saw minh and dons, since i disappeared from church... it was really good catching up with them.

sunday was equally low key. hid in my room. maccas and potato spuds for dinner (lovingly made by tina) - but too much potato makes rachie a fattie. this was followed by more nua-ing in my room.

today was errand day. went to bank in my cheque - which consists of my rental monies, school fees and living expenses. ending up shopping in the city. they are having massive clearance sales. i didn't get much because they didn't have my size. i tried to play hero and wore a polo out when it was only 18 deg. in the end, i got a striped babydoll knitted cardi for $30, reduced from $70. i look like a jailbird now, but its so comfy and shapeless (makes me look fatter but hides the spare tyres). on the way to the city, i was listening to the clubmix bro specially did for my 21st - rihanna's umbrella came on. as some of you would know, i use to find umbrella bloody annoying, and i can still remember telling junior that at my birthday dinner.

but the song jolted a not-too-distant memory of me being pissed drunk @ PLAY on my birthday, where drunken molestation of ben took place. i remember him and i on the dance floor as we are moving in unison to it. i was frantically groping him all over for fear of collapsing over, without any regards as to where my wandering hands may go.... poor ben. i am so sorry. i knew what i was doing and did not want to, but i was powerless to stop myself. it was terrible. i vow to remain high but sober in the future - that way, it achieves the best state to dance fluidly.

sorry ben. the poor dude got terrorized and psychologically scarred by me. but i have to say, he is one of the few straight guys that i have seen that can move quite well. the others can't move for nuts even if their balls depended on them. tsk. ben was good.

all set for another low key day tomorrow. hopefully i can find a suitable template and do up my blog!