THIS POST IS SOLID PROOF THAT I AM NOT SLACKING! Ha, take that you stinky Buu.

MOVING ON!! Hmm, there seems to be a pattern by now. As in, I tend to crap a little before I begin my actual post.. Teeheehee. I am a person of crap. But mind you, I am a person of total funny crap. :)

We were supposed to meet up at 10am today so that we can drive to Brighton Beach together for our BBQ trip. So I (very) diligently got out of bed at 7.50am today, so that I would hog our only toilet for a reasonable amount of time, SO THAT my sisters will spend their reasonable amounts of time(respectively) in our only toilet. Woah, that's a really long sentence describing the difficulties of us in sharing our toilet..

My sisters' friend (whom shall be known as San XD), San, was lovely enough to plan this trip for all of us. I would like to give her a little shout-out to her here (if she ever reads this anyway), 'Thanks President San for the BBQ trip!!' -salutes in the vampire way- 'Your secretary signing off!'

Ends weird/freaky shout-out.

Jos was with us too! She stole my phone and refused to give it back to me for ages! My phone battery literally went from 97% to 51% in within minutes. Stupid Jos. Ok that's a little harsh. I mean. Well, annoying Jos.

Before I start posting most of the pictures we took today, I want to highlight this (fairly) artistic shot of a seagull which I took. I am on my way in becoming a super pro photographer!! Haha, maybe not seeing my eldest sister will disagree wholeheartedly at that.

Nice not? The seagull looks so pensive and sad.. As if it's hungry for human soul, muahaha. OH FINE, I MADE it look pensive and sad. But I do love the colours and stuff, very nicely matched with the boats behind.. Plus the seagull butt is fairly adorable as well, no? YES. :D

From left to right, Aries, my second sister and San. :) My sister was drooling gleefully over the scrummy (this word exists right?) baked salmon and onions. Yum yums. And truth be told, I HATE cooked salmon, I think the texture is weird and the smell is fishy. Raw salmon is awesome (with wasabi and soya sauce), but cooked salmon, ugh. Despite that, SERIOUSLY LA, that piece of salmon was so delicious and I had lots of slices (considering myself as a Cooked Salmon Hater)! Greedy pig, oinky oink. -,-

Close up of the salmon and onions. Oooh, I would like to say I hate onions as well, raw or cooked. Having said that, I had loads of onions today, they taste really well with mushies and the salmon.. Lol, I've broken so many of my Food Rules today. AND I probably gained most of the weight I lost when I went back to Malaysia.. (I said that because *apparently* people actually told me that I lost weight. Lalala, did I?)

Jos and I. :) The wind was really strong.. Oh, I might as well mention that today's weather was COMPLETE *swear word*. It was a cold, windy, and pitifully sad day. I wore a thin white top and shorts, for crap's sake!! Everyone had a jacket on (or in San's case, a picnic blanket wrapped around her), and I had NOTHING. My blood froze a little, I think. ROAR!

The words say it all. :3

Us three sisters!! Seriously, do we look THAT alike? I mean. TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE THOUGHT MY ELDEST SISTER AND I WERE TWINS. What twins?! Fraternal twins izzit? Then mention the twin thing for WHAT?

Just a random picture of us hanging around the barbeque pit. I think I was looking around for food while trying to staple my hair onto my head permanently. Stupid wind. -curses-

This is a picture of me and and a OMG PETEGULL. Umm. It's a little inside joke for us FOB fans.. Well, ok, if you've seen the What a Catch, Donnie music video before, you'll probably have some idea to what I'm talking about. TEEHEEHEE.

Jos eating a prawn!! Funny, she should be eating a crab, seeing she is so crap. Hahaha. -,- LAME. Still, it's a nice shot of her, with her hair flowing nicely behind.. :)

Some of our food.. Obviously I wasnt able to take each and every single picture AS I WAS BUSY EATING. Haha, I am such a pig. Omg, I am turning into a Takara. THE HORROR. -,-

My two (crappy but sometimes lovable) sisters. Aww, look at them chomping on their food. XD I actually edited my eldest sister face/jaw.. She was munching on some sort of food, and she ordered me to edit away her bulgy face.. So I did. Can you spot it?! :D

Pictures of the greedy gulls. Greedy Petegulls for Patrick's love!! Awww, so sweet.

Second sister and I, cam-whoring our happy butts away.

LOL!!!! I love her toes.

Gorgeous shot of my second sister. :) Looking all cute and fluffly-ish..

Eldest sister and I.. Jos helped us to take this. :) Thnks stinky Jos!

A LITTLE TRIBUTE TO BUU. She does love sausages so. Whenever I look at a sausage, I'll think of her. Sigh. Stupid Buu, brainwashing me for eternity. I hate you. Oh, I dont. -,-

OK, I think this entire post took me like, a whole day to write. Literally a WHOLE DAY, including my time in editing the pictures AND resizing them, wtf. I thought I changed my stupid STUPID camera settings. Sigh. I'm signing off now because I really feel like dying after spending so much time on a blog post where I will have less than 5 people reading it. Lol.

Have a good day, my little peepies.

Blogged with love and while watching Jigoku Shoujo with my sisters at 1.21am,

I changed the pictures of Jos, because she CLAIMED that I had photoshopped her to a stage where she looks seriously fake. After hearing her whine and complain, I was determined to shut her up by editing the pictures to make them look more, erm, realistic..

Today shall be a day which is to be listed down in HISTORY. I, Pati, had been assigned to a mission so great, a MISSION whereby I was required to cook a freaking meal for ACTUAL PEOPLE to munch on. Well. I was actually gonna say guinea pigs in human form.. HENCE, my dearest blood-related sisters had no choice but to surrender themselves to me, muahaha. >:)

They ordered me to do so anyways. -,-

SO, my plan was to cook 3 dishes, and rice of course. My first dish was green beans, and secondly, my speciality of course, fried eggs with prawns! Of course, my speciality used to be fried eggs, period, but my sister urged me to throw in a few prawns while I was at it. Lol. Oooh, and my last dish was minced chicken with potatoes, a dish based on the recipe I had stolen/learned from my mother. Thanks mum!

However, to all the people who know me (and hence addressing this to my two lovely readers), you should know by now I am prone to screwing up shit. So YES, you are correct, I did screw up. A bit. But dont worry, no one died of food poisoning. Yet.

MOVING ON! I've been thinking, 'God this blog is plain what with all these words, these stupid wordy WORDS..' So I actually took the trouble to take some pictures with my trusty camera (what else, my foot is it) and altered them ever-so-slightly in Photoshop. Photoshop is my best mate.

(Oh my, this is HUGE..! -,-)

2. To create a profile picture of myself (Do not puke when you see it. I will not cover the cost of removing your puke from your keyboard/keypad OR fixing your computer/laptop. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!)

YES, COMPLETE WITH A :D.

Ooooh, exciting not? Quick! I need to see you shuddering in anticipation!! Ok, I'm guessing I wont be winning any awards for being The Funniest Blogger Ever for 2010.. -,-

Anyways, ON WITH THE STORY!!!11!

I'll begin with.. 'How I Almost Bloody Missed My Flight'

After waving goodbye to my parents (with a heavy heart, mind you), I went to my boarding gate. I was thinking how the carpeting at the Penang International Airport couldnt be any uglier when my mum called me. She told me that the flight from KL to Penang (which was the plane where I was supposed to get on) was delayed. FREAKING DELAYED. True enough, a few minutes later they told us that our flight was delayed to 10.45pm. Walau, a lot of people were so pissed off. They had already rescheduled our flight to a later time and ON TOP OF THAT, delaying it again?! I was wondering if I would miss my connecting flight back to Melbourne when I made a few frantic calls to my mum and my friend at KL.

Of course, I finally made it to the LCCT. I thought, yeah there's still time. I definitely can make it. So with a *kee-ute™ smile, I skipped happily to the conveyer belt in time to see it not moving at all.

-,-

There were 3 *useless* people actually LYING on the belt, talking and laughing while blasting music from their phones.

-,-''

We stood there for a good 15 minutes, my mum called me and told me to talk to someone about it. So I did. The woman didnt help much at first, and there were 2 other people complaining their heads off as well. She then took down our bag tag numbers and told us that our bags will be sent to us. And that we should hurry to the check-in counter first.

I called my friend, and she told met to hurry, as it was almost her turn. Hurry, hurry, HURRY!!

So I FLEW to the counter, with a shoulder bag weighing almost 8kg threatening to break my arm into two. When I got to my friend, I was panting and gasping for breath, and gave her mother a complete bad impression. What the hell. -,-

My friend was really nice, she even ordered, yes ORDERED, me to get her bottle from her bag before I choke to death. I hurriedly told her what happened, and she gave her sympathy by saying WALAU YOU SUPER BAD LUCK LA.

So when it was our turn, I told the lady what happened, and she was confused at first. Still, as she was helping me to process my ticket, the same lady whom I spoke to earlier came up with a tiny backpack and asked me if that was mine.

My bag is freaking huge piece of crap that weighs 20kg.

She pointed to a few bags behind her and asked if any of them were mine. Thank the God of Gods (Whoever that may be)!! I snatched mine up and SUCCESSFULLY checked myself in.

So that was Part I of my Hectic, Frantic, Frenetic and etc. etc. Day.

Now moving on to.. 'How I Almost Bloody Missed My Registration'

I arrived at my sisters' apartment, tired and annoyed and hungry. As I know it is crucial for me to unpack ASAP if not I wont be unpacking at all, I started to, well, unpack. Halfway through that, my friend's boyfriend texted me and reminded me to register myself before I can enroll myself tomorrow.

W-T-F.

I re-read the e-mail RMIT sent me and my blood went cold. Like, -10C. Lol. YA LA, IT'S FUNNY NOW, NOT THEN.

So apparently I need to register myself with my passport and my CoE (Confirmation of Enrollment) prior one day to the actual enrollment date. Which is tomorrow. So, it meant that I had to run all the way to the building on Bourke Street (which is around 15 minutes walk?) in order to do that.

I was tired, hungry, and I felt like crap. You would too if you had your ass stuck in the small seat on a freaking plane for 8 hours.

I gave my face a good wash, grabbed my documents, and flew like a mad chicken for the second time in the same day (I ran like a chicken at midnight while in the airport, so it is counted as today I suppose).

I got to where I was supposed to be and started to line up. I was complaining how long the queue was to my sister when a nice lady in green popped along and asked if anyone is registering themselves. Obviously I waved madly at her, and she proceeded to tell me that I WAS QUEUEING UP AT THE WRONG PLACE. I thanked her and ran to the correct place to find..

..THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE THERE WERE 5 FREAKING TIMES THE AMOUNT OF PEOPLE IN THE PREVIOUS QUEUE. I think I died a little at that moment. Wait, I died a lot.

I floated around like a bodiless spirit for a bit before asking a pleasant looking girl where the queue starts. She, who was as confused as I am, motioned to the spot behind her and assumed that we were at the right place.

Soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo after waiting in line for one and a half hours, the girl whom I talked to happen to become a little chatty all of a sudden. And it was lovely to talk to her! I felt quite amused at myself for being chatty myself. I mean, come on. Chatty is so not me. Ok, so I wasnt like super chatty, but we had a nice talk. And it made the waiting seem a little more bearable.

Pity she's not in the course I'm taking. :(

Of course, there's an end to everything. When it was FINALLY my turn, it took like less than 5 minutes to register myself. Hmm, that was easy enough.

I bid farewell to the nice girl (whom was still waiting for someone to get something, apparently), and walked wearily back. Then I thought I should treat myself to something good. So I picked up my favourite Honey Oolong Milk Tea (and one each for my sisters, SEE I LOVE THEM) and went home, happy and contented.

In addition to the two CAPTIVATING stories I had provided, today is yet another a record breaking moment for me. It's the first time ever I went through nearly 28 hours without a proper bath. Yay me. :D

As I sit on our furry pink carpet, my left foot asleep and numb, hark! I think I hear something telling me to stop while I still can. Lol, blogging, well, TYPING gets funner as you ramble on and on.

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