Did you know that..
silverfishes don't like the smell of lavender and thyme and that
cockroaches don't like the smell of pennyroyal and tea tree?
November 2004 Archives
Weather's going to be great all weekend.
32 and sunny today, 34 and sweltering tomorrow.
I'd like to sit by the pier in my summer clothes, barefooted, legs hanging over the water with the sun's ray reflecting on my face.
It's been an interesting journey.
One where I've tracked along mostly on my own.
Looking back, I see numerous sets of footprints, felt numerous pats on the back, heard words of encouragement and been fed heaps of information.
There were times where I was distracted; took the longer route but I usually find my way back... eventually.
I look ahead, the road leads on.. I don't know where the end is or where it will lead.
I've been told it doesn't always have to be hard and I needn't feel alone and lonely but this is my road, this is my load and this is my lesson on life.
It's 9:15pm on a Friday night.
The night is slightly chilly for this time of the year, winter hasn't quite left.
I should be getting ready to paint the town red.
Instead, I'm home, eyes squinting at the screen.
Rugged up in my flannel pants and overcoat as exhaustion takes over.
Exactly 1 month before I leave for Singapore.
2 weeks in Singapore, and 1 in Hong Kong.
3 weekends to pack my belongings, give away what I no longer need or want. The same 3 weekends to arrange for quotations, line up jobs to be done upon my return, organise collection of keys, termination of services, catching up with friends before the year end.. and hopefully maintain my sanity.
A cycle of learning comes to an end and a new one will no doubt begin.
2004 has had its ups and downs, the making of new friends, farewells to close friends, love found and lost, living a life of independence, discovering new boundaries I never knew existed..
It may be slightly early to proclaim this so loudly, but I'm definitely looking forward to 2005 with open arms. Bring it on!
Movie?
"Machurian Candidate" - highly recommended. Definitely questions the whole politic process and magnifies man's greed for power and wealth.
Drinks?
If you're in early enough, Double Happiness is great.
Small and cosy with a fireplace, alcohol not neccessary, simply sip their Happy Tea.
Nothing like great company and decent conversation on a Saturday night. It's been awhile ...
Patchy images, past memories, colours, faces, taste and smells from times spent awake.
A constant motion of running or chasing. Which exactly? I'm not sure.
There is a man, a face I cannot now remember but with a voice I know.
I stand behind him, as if wanting to be protected from something or someone.
Names of places, shops, lists of things-to-do throw take on the shape of buildings, one behind another. Not being able to escape them all, disheartened, I shut my eyes and fight back the tears streaming down my cheeks.
Images jumble, colours mould and time warps, like it does in dreams.
I find myself awake, eyes scanning the darkness. I move my legs from side to side in an effort to verify my very own existence.
I said I'd go off meat .. well, verdict? It's a little hard considering I got sick of having bad seafood options when I eat out.
I've been having chicken almost once a week and I have to admit that it's not quite the same and I don't quite enjoy it like I used to.
The culling cleaning continues. Motto of the moment: Less is best.
I drove past my soon to be new home with DJ Nic. He's the first to physically see the location of the place, even tho it was from the outside, which means you couldn't really see much of the actual house - but that's besides the point!
And lo and behold, what does my little eye spy??
Yes, ladies and gentlemen! A SOLD sticker!
It's mine, it's mine, it's mine!
* 3 old style, low chairs - velour material, rust colour, great condition:
probably has felt more arses then I ever would in my life time!
* round retro dining table - will sit 4 comfortably:
contains found memories of numerous dinner parties
* mismatched plates, bowls, cups and cutlery
* black study/computer table
In 6 weeks time, I'll be moving out of the place I've called home for the past 15 months.
In the lead up to December, I've done quite abit of spring cleaning.
I found met tickets dating back to 1997, receipts for random purchases and even bank statements pre-2000. Never thought to be one who hordes things, I amused myself for hours just sorting through what needed to go, what needed to stay and what deserved a (hopefully) loving second home.
Pictures of myself during uni days (gah! shock, horror!), memories of weekend getaways with close friends, images of lost and new found friendships.
It took me awhile but I finally put all of my stuffed toys (save 3) into the bags. It should've been much easier then what it was, I'm 25 for godsake! It was time for them to go....
I stood at the hallway and mentally crossed things out in the house to be given away, it's liberating to know that I'm finally on my way to ending one long chapter of my life and embarking on a new one.
