*&%^$#@?!

I am pissed I can’t donate blood. Why? Because my tattoo is less than 1 year old.

I have a list of things to do before I die, and have been working hard on crossing out those things for since 2008 because I know I can do those things and didn’t want to put it off any longer. And donating blood is one of those things I’ve been putting off and when I finally decide to do it, i can’t.

*&%^$#@?! 

By the way, so sad about Michael Jackson. He’s such a legend. Just when you thought 2009 cannot get any worse, it just did.



26
Jun
2009

Look what I did

Next, I’m going to pierce my tongue. Just because it’s on my list of things to do before I die.

Or am I having a premature quarter life crisis?



07
Jun
2009

Las Vegas

I came to find that Vegas is all about lights. Just like in the movies and tv shows we’re so familiar with, flashing lights never dies in Vegas, outside as well as inside of buildings. Everywhere you go, there’s a pokies machine or blackjack table waiting for you, tempting you to tempt fate, giving you that ounce of hope you might win big today, pushing you to take that risk you probably never would anywhere else. So this is Vegas, drinking, buffet lines, gambling, you’re even allowed to smoke inside. Out on the cold streets at night, there are groups of people dressed in advertisement gear, promoting strip clubs and prostitution. Tis is the epitome of Sin City.

This is my favourite picture of the bunch, and it is of the hotel we stayed at. I had a lot of blurry pictures, since I was using your regular point and shoot camera, taking night shots without flash requires super steady hands but it was freaking 0 degrees or less that night so it was quite impossible for my hands to stay still and I even had gloves on!

Mochi wanted to play pokies, but it was underage. :(

So I played on its behalf. Woohoo! And I think I won about $9 in like 2 minutes.

Partying in Vegas was fun. Nimonster have a close friend, AJ, who lives in Vegas, who also drives a bad ass car, who was kind enough to bring us around and even bring us out clubbing on Friday night.

On the way to the carpark from the club, we passed by the casino (you can’t walk anywhere without passing by pokies machine here in Vegas) and saw balloons of the dollar sign and I wanted to take one home. A lady who works there walked past so Nimonster asked if we could nick one and she was so nice she said “I didn’t see anything”. Ho ho so tadah I brought that back to the hotel. It deflated after 2 days, kind of like the current economy now. How ironic.

And finally, I end this long picturesque post with…

Dollar BEER AND HOTDOG. Only in Vegas babeh!



17
Jan
2009

Skydiving on Valentine’s Day

This valentine’s day, sub rosa, her friend Jeremy and I went on a spontaneous trip to Nagambie for a skydive. It has always been something I wanted to do before I die so why not? And since our ’significant other’ wasn’t in the same country as us to have a lovey dovey valentine’s day (which I doubt neither of us would prefer, we’re not really the lovey dovey kind you see), skydiving it was!

We were all first timers so it had to be a tandem jump. Having the biggest wedgie and being strapped onto some old guy (for my case) you’ve just met half an hour ago isn’t exactly comfortable but hey, skydiving is about getting out of your comfort zone. Being afraid of heights, I think I handled the situation pretty well, although I have a feeling sub rosa would beg to differ *ahem ahem*). And no, the experience didn’t cure my phobia of heights.

Overall the experience was very fulfilling, I’d say definitely worth that swipe of my credit card. It’s not something that can be re-told in words, it’s more of a moment you’d have to experience yourself. So why not you have a go yourself?

I dare you.
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Now, whenever I need to go to a ‘happy place’, I’d close my eyes and relive those few seconds of free falling through the beautiful sunny sky of Nagambie.

ah, my happy place.



15
Sep
2008