Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Obama State




Our lovely sleeping arrangement on the last night

@ Uniersal Studios

@ Disneland waiting for tinkerbell - the firewerqs

@ Universal Studios


Oh how i would love to travel again, i recently got back from America and what can i say, that country is FANTABULOUS. I'd like to thank my parents for even considering! This trip just came at the right time, i reallly needed to get out and do something fun for myself - not worrying about other people's problems -teenage lovelife and all that teenage hormones from friends. As much as i'd want to be there for them, theres only so much you can help or listen.

Meeting new people was a tad frightening to me. Not to mention having to spend two weeks with them in one roof. Boy oh boy! I don't go out out much or meet anyone new besides this borderline my mum drew. So i wasn't quite sure how to associate with the "americans" or anyone at that matter. Do i shake hands? kiss on the cheek or is that too friendly? or Hug? I must admit, i was quite reserved and stuck to my cousin's side like the filling of an oreo. But as time grew, we all bonded with each other really well. Disneyland may be the answer for that - seat organiser "how many?" the crew "13" seat organiser "sorry?" the crew "one three" :)

And the night the boys tried to scare me by tapping on the window, they shard themselves instead. mwahaha I knew it was them. And omgsh (inside joke) lock it lock it NIPPLE CRIPLE* hahah. The story behind this was, after they were caught out, they tried to get in from the garage doorway. And my cousin was lipsing to me "LOCK IT LOCK IT" and she made that starting the car with the keys movement and i mistook that for nipple cripple. So the poor kid had a taste of a nipple cripple from the aussie. oh how i hate misunderstandings! hahah

I really want to jot these memories down because this is something i dont ever want to forget even when im affiliated with dementia.


It was sad seeing them leave back to Texas. So much laughter and joy turned to tears and regretulness that they weren't able to stay longer. But everyone will be together again soon which is a relief :)

I was such a gloomy kid, always angry and depressed over nothing and always wishing my life was somewhere else - teenage hormones. In those two weeks, i dont think i've laughed so much and so hard in so many years. My smiles in the photos were real, not forced. I think this trip changed me into a better person. The people i were with are so sweet and genuine which was the atmosphere that i needed to be in. At home its just yelling, and at school, it's just either dull or very bitchy.

The new people I've met are truely a special group. One roof, twenty-two people, breakfast chef, the player, sibling of the charmer whom we cannot forget is the cousin of the self proclaimed player with a ball of giggles as a sister and the added lame humour he calls brother and the lovely ladies of the house - Miss Wise Werds who claims that its all from bsing "101" and ze Beauty Queen who met her match Beauty King was just part of fate, but what the two ladies love most are their BOBAs (pun). From the bottom of my heart, I'd like to specially thank the parents of the ladies for letting me stay and eat at your place. It must've been hard caring for a feed of piglets coming back from disneyland, universal studios and shopping. Thank you. Knock it

And now to the people whom I've known as long as i could remember. Ya'll know who you are and stand in my eyes. I love you. I cant say thankyou enough to express how i grateful and generous you all are. The auntys, the unks, cousins, you guys have a special place in my heart. The trip was amazing dont you agree? What made this such a unique and different experience from any other trip to me was - hanging with a large group of people in my age range and from that i benefited - i felt happy.

Everyone was like family from the beginning to the ending of the day. The welcoming, the warmth just melts you inside like a hot chocolate on a Summer's morning in Melbourne.

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