I still call Australia

A version of the famous ad that many of us can relate to. It's funny... hehe...

Suddenly I'm an amateur...

I dropped this on Mehreen's msn and I'll say this again here... This is ridiculous, I'm so over the top excited about my NY trip I don't know how to go about planning it... This from someone who has been planning her own trips since the age of 16 (do the calculations in your own head and if you can't figure it out you're not supposed to know my age at present)... and I'm a frequent, seasoned traveler! This is simply ridiculous.

From another angle, this could also mean that I'm really in the adult world and doing adult things. Finally, I have to plan a trip around work, schedule, and budget. Not entirely a bad thing I guess and I'm confident I can rise above the occasion. Afterall, I haven't started doubting my intelligence... not yet at least...

I haven't said this yet but CONGRATULATION TO STELLA & MICHELE!!! I don't know a lot about Michele except he's Italian New York American who's taking my friend too far away from me (Hey! 8 hrs flight to Sydney ain't nothing compare to 22 hours to NY!). However, given the way he proposed (check Stella's blog) I'm confident that he will treat her like a princess. Here's to a great life for the two of them together.

And yes, she's the reason why I'm heading to the (in my head at least) glamorous, sexy, charming, smart, fast, hard ass of the New York City, which is all about tough love in stillettos and the worst fried brains.

She's also the reason why after years of having this trip (to NY) in my brains as fanciful bubbles, I'm finally going to see Mehreen after... well just too long. This itself is as exciting as the wedding or the trip. I absolutely CANNOT wait for the moment of nutty, crazy, incoherent, and emotional to the state of awkwardness reunion in Buffalo City (???).

Now you can understand why I'm having troubles planning this trip. It's just ridiculous. And if i wait until the adrenaline dies down before I go on planning, it'll absolutely be too late, my adrenaline will die 6 months after this trip... wait... no... 3 years more like it...

On a side note, my obsession with guys who are well built in even just a normal way have taken me to being obsessed with Rugby players (yes I've been through the AFL guys, TRUST ME!!!). Also guys who can master a stick... the manual gears of a car for those of you who are thinking of something else... Regardless, I'm starting to think that this is a sad sight...

I'm slowly dying of suffocation here, among other things... I'm really hoping I can move my base somewhere else next year, London is on top of the list given that I have legal residency in the UK... some other European countries too but I don't speak any other Euro languages... Maybe time for me to polish up my Bonjour or master driving on an Autobahn... or I could move to Montreal... Oops... that's in Canada... not in a million years...

A happier note, me and my sister have been chatting more lately due to her lighter work schedule and examz (yes the only time she gives a shit about answering my msg hehe). We have lots to talk about come July when she's in town, but right now, I'm just happy. Also, I'm not even nagging her about cleaning up the apartment which I'm supremely anal about coz I have no doubts in between exams she's doing plenty of that... hehe...

If only everything on the HOME front can be this easliy figured out.