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Monday, September 18, 2006

hello runnynose and the weird feeling i had in my tummy now.
i tried this slimtea i found in the cupboard. apparently my dad bought it because he wanted to fakeslim too.
and yes.
desperately hoping for this miracle that i'll be just like those slim models, i made myself a cup of slimtea too.
great. being a nutritionist(in the future,maybe?), i shouldnt be trying all these crap. yaya. wanted to buy those pills last year but got reminded by somebody that me, being a nutritionist shouldnt lose weight by such things. and no notakingofcarbo diet, etcetc. its balanced diet!
ahh. having runs. i might not take that tea again. MIGHT NOT. but still. those stuff about losing weight fast is tempting me... but then again, i thought i was reminded again and again that i shouldnt believe all these crap?


anyway. was at the airport earlier on with my family for our dinner at popeye. (yay! to their buttermilk biscuits that i love. and their nicer than kfc's-mashed-potato mashed potato.)
i love being at the airport. gives me memories. beautiful memories.

i remembered my first overseas trip ON A PLANE when i was in primary 1 to goldcoast australia.
MY FIRST TRIP ON A PLANE!
no. that was not my first trip overseas. (see why i emphasized on the word: PLANE) dad did drive us out of sg to malaysia and stuff. and i was young then! they couldnt bring my two sisters out on a plane when they're like 4 and 6 years younger than me, respectively. so gotta wait till they're older and im much older then(primary 1).
it was STILL a headache for my parents then. my youngest sis was still like a baby? currently 1 yrs old. remembered the sia provided a cradle.
and my that 4yrs younger sis? SHE suffered from motion sickness. (yes. she ALWAYS VOMIT, even in the car. and always always got caning for that. LOL.)
and i remembered sitting next to my cousin, and we played uno(i think.)
then more and more trips. to indonesia, thailand, japan(like a transit kind), usa, australia again, thailand again, blablablablablaa. repeat. i dont know why.
my dad loves to travel. so yeah.
i just know that i love the airport. because i get to travel! which is a whoopeee! those excitement.
but ya. i hate the return trip back to singapore though. when i returned from my trip. mixed feelings. those i-miss-sg and yet also the i-miss-my-holiday feel.
the air at the airport also seemed different.

last time, my dad will also always bring us to the airport to have our lunch after my enrichment courses (phonics i think.) my carrot juice. :D and he'll then bring us to the viewing hall. how i so miss those days when i was young. feel so loved. trouble free.

airport. was always when me and my friends mug for our sec 3 exams. i remembered the bk. and we vandalised(more like pearlyn who did that!) using pencil and yuet ling kept erasing. and us eating bk again and again. ooo. i love the sundae pie. they had that triple chocolate thing too. am obessessed w it. like totaalllly.
im not sure if we really did succeed in studying though. but those memories.. (:
nice.

and had this experience for me. i travelled alone on a plane! was like in year 2004 then.
family still in adelaide. i had to shorten my australia trip BECAUSE OF STUPID POLY. but was looking foward to coming back too because my then special someone was waiting for me to fetch me back. and i had this enormous luggage that i had to drag along.
and yes. i was worried sick and miss my parents like hell when i was on the way back in sg (and of course when im back in sg. forced my mum to call me EVERYDAY).
i was afraid that i will never ever see them again.
that week was hell, but yet not cos i had company.
it was quite an experience for me. imagine yourself on the plane ALONE.. half of you wanted so badly to be in australia with your family.. and also, half longing to return to sg. dad said i'll be able to train myself when i travel to australia for my further studies after poly.
anyway, it wasnt scary. im just too attached to my family.
and ya. the moment i m at the airport. everything seemed so familiar. i felt independent too. so glad i made it.
and that receiving hall. so many people. and yet i gotta spot for one particular person. imagine how hard it was for me since im damn cock-eyed.

i also spent walking around airport once this year with bryan. to just have our lunch and just stroll around. the feeling is just so peaceful. o. and once when his mum treated us to dinner at soup restaurant before her departure to africa(i think?) for some voluntary work.
and
looking at the pilots and airsteward/stewardess makes me happy too..


i've a dream.. and i wished that it will come true..

I am bleeding inside.
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