Genting

Last weekend, I went to Genting with Lydia and Audrey, lots of fun.

I drove all the way up there, which turned out to be a mistake because it wasn't long before the two girls ganged up on me.

Lydia : " (blah blah) and he doesn't listen to me!"
Audrey : "I know!!! don't you hate it when he (blah blah)"
Lydia : "YEAH! It's so annoying (blah blah)

I was driving as fast as I could safely.

We spent two days day, the first night at Taylor's Business School's prom, which Audrey invited us to.

I was a little worried about sitting on a table with strangers because Audrey sat somewhere else, but there were these people Roger and Fin who were there with us. Roger (nice guy, I'm sure I know him from somewhere but I can't remember where) was from TBS and Fin was from New Zealand, accent and all. Auckland, I think. It was fun talking to them, I had a great time because they were so funny.

Still haven't figured out how I know Roger, but I got his number for when I remember. He was so happy that he won something from the lucky draw, then not so happy when he realised that everyone did. Through some big coincidence, Lydia's childhood friend ended up on the table next to ours.

The two of us spent the next day, doing nothing really. Too bad it rained, Lydia really wanted to go to the outdoor theme park, I was secretly happy inside. In the whole park, I've only ever enjoyed the paddle boat ride. I promised to bring her to a theme park though . . . someday.





Sorry guys, it's been a long time since I blogged. I think an update is in order.

1. My dog's name is Ben (as some of you already know), he's three months old now and I love him. He's beyond adorable, I'm suggesting that the dictionaries make a new word just to describe him. Something along the lines of cute, huggable, sweet, handsome, regal . . . . I could go on and on.

2. Life's good, I feel more mature now. The girlfriend has been great, she's my missing conscience.

3. I feel that time's precious now more than ever. Opportunity when not found, can be made with guts and creativity. I don't know where I found this optimism, but heck, I'm thankful I have it.

4. Time changes stuff. Things get more complicated, but real friends could understand with little explanation

5. I worry that I'm starting to talk like a woman . . . heck, it's okay if it only happens on my blog.