\since we're such awkward bedfellows

carpe diem?

dad wants to send me to turkey this december holidays!

TURKEY! TURKEYYYYYYYYY!!!! OH-EM-JEE?!?!?!

ALONE! with a foster family lah of course, but nonetheless alone! for the whole of the december holidays! wahhhhhhhhhhhhhwww.

and guess what I told him? I told him I wanna go, if he shortens it to three weeks and leaves my first december week alone cos it's my birthday and I wanna spend it here with friends and family!

everything that's going through my mind right now: excitement, disbelief, fear, apprehension, bewilderment, curiosity, and just these three letters that are like this megahuge billboard-sized sirens, W-O-W.

seriously, wow! no doubt i'm scared shitless, I mean I'll be alone, I'll have to fend for myself, I won't have anyone I know from home beside me. it's just me and my foster family. wow! wow! as in wow OMG HOW DO I SURVIVE and WOW like i can't believe this it's so COOL!

I wanna seize the opporunity, I'm seriously bubbling over with enthusiasm and excitement, but it is scary. not scary enough to make me chicken out, but still scary enough. wow.

I've been to turkey before, but that was back when I was in k2, which is a mighty young age! I remember most of it though.. it's quite a nice place, extremely different from singapore, it's got this jovial kind of warm homely vibe.. it's not like squeaky-clean antiseptic perfection the way singapore is..

I think. but even if I'm wrong I still wanna go! i wanna get my butt off the couch, face an opportunity like this in the eye, not knowing what the hell I'm in for and what I'm gonna face and basically going in with zilch mental preparation and still just going out on a limb and doing it! that's awesome!

I mean not everyone gets a chance like this, and I've always wanted to travel the world, I guess turkey is far and exotic enough! especially if I go in there alone. s'funny, I always wanted to travel, but I never thought for once that I'd have to do it alone.

ohwell. going to turkey is an exciting prospect indeed! and I am WAY fired up! this is the spice I've been looking for, the antidote to mundaneness, to break the monotony! trust me it's a really fineeeeee prospect to me (:

I hope dad's not kidding. I know he's being serious, but sometimes he's serious and then the next day he's like "I didn't say that, are you crazy?!" like when he wanted to buy a terrace house near pasir ris park. (I keep typing paris instead of pasir haha paris ris park 0.o) he was set on doing it and I was actually wondering what leaving my friends behind at bukit panjang was going to be like, but then the next day he was like "no way, it's so far away!"

oh yea, if you're wondering why he wants to do this, don't ask me. I have no idea. I'm just glad he wants to do it! even though I was actually planning to study very hard so my promos would be the last time I ever see a big ugly U or an S on my report card, almost like it's saying 'kiss my ass, mofo'. I wanted to get all Bs for march cts next year! except for econs. a D would suffice 0.o

I doubt I'll get all Bs now that my december holidays appear to be completely gone, but I don't really mind. I mean, this is the opportunity of a lifetime and you expect me to just sit here and go "oh sorry, but what about my grades! OH NO! MY GRADES!" geez, there are more important things in life. lol.

ohman now I'm glad I didn't get into oteam. I'd rather go to turkey than be in oteam! no offence, by the way :P

well in other news, hari raya preparations are well under way! I can't believe my parents want to make substantial hari raya preparations this year. new carpet, new lights, new plants for the balcony, new jars, new curtains, new pillowcases. wow. ohyeah and a new baju kurung for me! :D last year didn't have a new one, cos the last last year's one was close to 200bucks, heh.but it's really pretty though!

stupid milk scandal means no m&m cakes this year. according to my parents, it's not safe. ): I'm starting to wonder if mum isn't just lazy to make them. I told her I can help my maid make, but she snapped at me to eat my dinner D:

alright! gotta go bake up a storm! haha. no lah all I do is knead the dough, use the mixing machine and make sure everything's mixed well, and put in all the ingredients. my maid's the one who measures the right amount of ingredients and puts it into the oven. cos I'm scared of appliances whose purpose is to heat up things.. really. no shit. I'm not even kidding.

mum gets so worked up when I can't even fry nuggets without squealing away because I'm scared the oil will jump from the pan to my skin. it hurts okay! when I was young I used to love watching the mamas flipping pratas whenever I ate at this coffeeshop at holland rd. and I used to stand really close and watch the pratas being cooked, and one day I stood too near the goddamn whatsamacallit thing they use to cook pratas, and the oil jumped to my forehead. FREAKING PAIN OKAY.

yea so I've been traumatised since.

OKAY. enough dawdling, I shall go help now. (I'm acting like promos are over man, I've only gone through two donne poems so far -.- I promise I'll control myself tonight! HAHA EH THAT SOUNDED WRONG HAHA) ohwells. BYE.

posted by aney @ 3:59 PM