Of Bugs, Tropical Climates and Narcissism. What?

I am contemplating never living in a tropical climate again, like seriously. I don't know where to begin but from the humidity (i don't mind the heat because heat means i get a tan), yucky rain feeling, and lets see, the insects. Gross. too much for me to handle. I have to be on a constant lookout for insects. I don't know if its because of the nature of the climate or that our house is dirty (even if it was, i would still blame the climate). So, those of you in non-tropical climate places, always craving for the sun, the warmth..embrace it! but then again, grass is always greener on the other side... 

So highlight of the day, I ATTEMPTED to go out all by myself. Out, as in, wide open public areas. I have this weird and awkward thing about being alone for some unknown reason. It's difficult to explain. Never imagined myself to be one who roams streets alone, so I decided to try it out today. Parked my bicycle, found a spot where I figured if I read my book and crouch and hide, I'd feel less awkward. But, within 5minutes, I was on the phone with Reena (she rang me so technically it's not my fault), who is by the way, ready to live it up in Melbourne city. Excitement for her and 8 days for me, I digress.

I couldn't handle just keeping myself occupied, ALONE. Minutes later, I saw Paul and Melita directly opposite from where I was sitting and I rang them immediately. So, I was alone (in public) for a total of 15 minutes, if you include me riding my bike to town. Haha. Such a lame achievement. The funny thing is, when I'm out with someone, sometimes I don't even have to talk to them. We can both sort of do our own thing, so alone but together? And I'm fine with that. Gee, life is strange. 

Got these three days off, I have to clean the house. Because. I. Saw. Ants. In. My. Cereal. I HATE THIS. Oh, but I'm thinking of cooking like a good dinner for myself one of these days. Maybe some pork cutlets with a Moroccan marinade? 

Just watched part of a SNL episode with taylor swift as host. I heard the taylor+taylor is going on. WHAT. Because, oh-mi-god, he is mine. I have like a list (yes, another list so shut up) of potential husbands. he is on that list. for example, i have disallowed my housemate from touching Bradley Cooper because he is mine, i think he's number 8? Taylor is, number 11. Maybe New Moon will move him up the list. So it better be good. 

Oh, i speak like i know them personally (maybe i do?). how terribly narcissistic of me. but then again, i don't know how narcissism got into my genes. Perhaps i could blame them on one of those personality quizzes my friend recommended which said "You are likely to be overconfident and narcissistic in many situations, blah blah.... (i didn't bother reading the rest)". Sounds like a whole other topic for a whole other day. 

p.s. mannn, that juice tasted bad. 

14 days equals to 336 hours.

I'm back home (home?) from three days of action-packed (hardly), city-life adventure with Juliet (and one day of Melissa). The highlight of our trip was probably food. No, wait, FOOD. MCDs, Thai, Japanese, Italian, we stuffed our faces with approximately 20 meals a day, what's worse, we didn't have one healthy meal. Our fruit routine at night before bed with our stomachs crying out for us not to eat more don't count. 

Oh, there were moments when I was depressed, simply because the shopping malls (Cairns Central) were prepping up for Christmas and I'm like, "ohmygod, i'm not going to be able to go home for Christmas this year". Mind you, this will be my first year overseas for Christmas and New Years, and it sucks balls. I think i'll probably be busting my arse working the entire day anyways, it'd probably be a good remedy to take my mind off things, that and the fact that, it's double pay on public holidays too. it's practically irresistible. 23bucks an hour is to me like Louis Vuitton is to the rich. I'm not sure if that made sense. 

I'm waiting for Glee to show on tv soo. And I just remembered. I have another one of those lists in my head that I'm aching to put down. 

Top 5 Shows That Should Still Be On TV (*?#$!)

1. Boston Legal

Okay, so I know Denny and Alan are probably psychotic, and the producers were mocking every single thing there was to be mocked on planet earth, but admit it, you laugh along. You know Denny's going to stuff up and do something ridiculous again, and Alan's going to try to save him, again. Yet the process of that happening is mildly entertaining, their wackiness, stupidity and everything else hits home. It's like watching two of the craziest kids you could ever imagine being paired together. The finale, the wedding, was meh. This show could have totally lasted longer! My favorite part, as I recall, is when Denny Crane met his son. And they went like "Denny Crane. Donny Crane. Denny Crane. Donny Crane", for god knows how long. 

2. Privileged

How could anyone justify Privileged ending, JUST LIKE THAT. Honestly, I totally wanted to see a scandal happening with Will going over, apologizing his heart out and Megan not have enough time to get rid of that bastard she slept with the night before. Obviously, after I completed the entire season in like, 5days, I came online immediately to check for season 2, hoping I'd be able to buy it soon enough. But hey, apparently season 2 got CUT. Idiots. At least, give some of us closure. Bloody insensitive. 

3. Las Vegas

Another freaking cliff-hanger ending. Why do TV networks do this to our poor souls? I totally wanted to see Danny and Delinda's cute little baby and everyone's reaction towards Cooper being alive. Too much to ask for? I don't think so. The fact that they placed a "to be continued" at the end of the show, made things a lot worse. And, who wouldn't want to watch Las Vegas anyways. It's almost everyone's dream city to visit, a piece of it appearing from television each week, really won't hurt. 

4. Veronica Mars

Young, pretty, sleek PI-slash-detective. Mystery cases way cooler than the likes of Nancy Drew (okay, maybe not as cool as Agatha Christie), but it was good while it lasted. I don't understand the season finale, because it was in no way a good wrap-up for the season, but I guess for this show, it's like buried history. Long gone. And I'm not going to be the one responsible for reviving it. No, not me. Someone else can be assigned that role. 

5. Friends

Self-explanatory, but a good ending. But, should still be on TV. The best part is, I don't even have to write about it. 

14 long days ahead of me. Filled with not-enough-hours work, my pain-in-the-butt Professional Experience Major assignment, and how could we forget, Boredom with a capital B! 

Meh, so it speaks for itself, I'm home in, Port Douglas! 

Bringing Back Metropolitanism.

Okay, I am officially stressed out because of the following reasons : 

• I will be without junk-food for 2 hours tomorrow. Just OD-ed on the entire packet of M'n'Ms that was supposed to be saved for my road trip tomorrow with Juliet to Cairns. 
  
• It's about midnight and I have yet to pack. Whatever.

Moving on, I think I would turn out to be a very bad housewife. Our household will go like this,

Husband : "Honey, would you like to clean up the house together?" 

Me : "Yes dear, just gimme 15 minutes to finish my show? *smiles sweetly* 

15 minutes, 30minutes, an hour later..

Husband : "You ready?" 

Me : "Umm, can we clean it like, later? Just gotta sort a few things out" 

Solution 1 : Proceed immediately to drag my kids (if I have any), persuade the hell outta them to help Daddy clean the house, and tempt them with packets of Starburst, Snakes and M'n'Ms. Oh, and make them work the sweets off so that hopefully, their figures remain proper. 

Solution 2 : If I have no kids, I would ring up a trust-able cleaning service to come when Husband's not around, using Husband's credit card of course. Immediately after, I'd go up to him, give him a peck and tell him not to worry! Best to leave him confused till he gets the bills. 

GENIUS! AH, AND, IF YOU THINK HOUSEKEEPERS' HOUSES ARE VERY NEAT AND TIDY, THINK AGAIN. Or you can visit me for living proof. The last thing we ever want to be doing when we get home is cleaning. You know, I think it would be a good reason for me to get a promotion. 

During my pre-promotion interview, 

Interviewer : "So why do you think you should be chosen to be promoted?"

Interviewee : "S0 that I can go home after work and actually bother to umm, clean my house?" *smile seductively* 

Interviewer : "Job's yours, Ma'am." 

I was chatting with Daryll on MSN today about weddings. But in fear of people assuming that I'm a 39-year-old lazy household mom with no job, I shall talk about that another day, perhaps tomorrow. Oh, instead, I am only turning 19 in December, in case you wanted to buy me a present, I thought I'd mention it :) 

Anyways, yays to my road trip with Juliet to Cairns tomorrow. I think some city-action will be good for me again. 4 months without MCDs, authentic shopping, going to the movies and proper clubbing is killing my sanity. I've been listening to MCDs play their advertisement about their Angus Beef burger thing, I'm dying to try it. And I can imagine my joy, when I get to ask for a Hot Fudge Sundae tomorrow. YUM!

Oh my god. I can't believe blogger won't let me put the "and" symbol. The one you get when you press F7 for windows or "apple sign" and  7 for Mac. Hah! Bloodyheckwhatonearth.

Will be awakened by Mel at some ungodly hour (8:30am) to pass me her faulty camera so I need my rest now. Oh shit no, I need to pack. As the French say in a uber cute tone, ciao ciao! 

Life, to be done right.

A place like Port. It starts pouring at the most random times, lasting about 2 minutes, then the sun decides to shine (mid-day that is), and few minutes later, holiday-ers caught indoors (presumingly all psyched up and ready to hit the beach), leave their rooms and bam, the rain comes again. Such disappointment. I can't imagine tourists in Port at the moment. What fun could you possibly get out of random rain timings, stingers which results in you needing to carry vingear around, and crocodile sightings. Because, i know i could definitely think up of a better holiday if I were given the option of planning one. Or I could you know, use your money to get some much-needed shopping done. 

Speaking of festivities, Halloween Night. Personally, it wasn't that great of a night, or maybe I had too high expectations for it. At the end of the night - the moments you have before you fall asleep and like a million thoughts run through your head, i was just like, "Meh". Started off with a pretty good dinner with Juliet at On the Inlet. I had a crumbed reef fish, it was $22 for two massive pieces. I thought it was slightly under-priced (this in no way suggests that I am rich, although i would really like to be) by the portions they gave. Unless, they were trying to get rid of the fish. Stuffed, we then headed on to Bistro3 for cocktails. Long story short, Ironbar's band pretty much killed my night. highlight of my night. the bistro3's bartender who is a cool-weirdo, if that even makes sense. 

When the highlight of your entire halloween night is a bartender busy making drinks 24/7, its quite sad. Its funny how normal nights out can be so much better compared to like a hyped-up, happening, event-filled night. 

Digressing, I've done something useful these past few days. I have a strange obsession of creating lists at the strangest times, usually on scrap paper and then 2 hours later i manage to lose it, signaling the loss of impromptu inspiration as well. I managed to keep it this time. And so, in no particular order,

Li-anne's 30 Must-Dos before 30 : 

1.  Travel to at least 30 different places for the first time
2. Work and travel for at least 6 months
3.  Graduate and get a degree 
4. Be (potentially/quite) successful in my career in a 5-star hotel
5.  Stay in a backpackers/tent for at least 2 weeks
6.  Go sky-diving
   
7.  Bungy Jumping
8.  Learn a foreign language
9.  Learn to Dive and Snorkel, and then dive with sharks
   
10.  Learn to Surf
11.  Learn to Ski
12.  Learn to Bartend 
    
13.  Meet a celebrity in person (concerts do not count)
    
14.  Make a small difference by volunteering for environment, poverty etc.
15.  Get over my fear of lizards
16.  Get a convertible car pref. bright red and sporty 
17.  Attend a tennis Grand Slam
18.  Be part of a television show (Ellen, please!)
19.  Teach English in a foreign country
20.  Party 24 hours, straight or sing in an open karaoke, sober. (no, it's not that easy for me.)
21.  Be a proper photographer, digital cams do not count.
22.  Buy an espresso machine for my home
23.  Do something to make an entire audience laugh in public
24.  Do a picnic, read a book, sip on cocktails, watching the sunset and stars all in a day
25.  Find a boyfriend?! (Mmm.)
26.  Participate in a Flashmob. Or I could create one (HAHA)
27. Attend a bullfight
28.  Have a successful attempt at being somebody's wing-woman
29.  I'm leaving this one out, to find the most interesting thing possible,
30.  Be contented and happy, cliche.

So, that's that, for now. When I do something interesting, I'm going to add it to my list, cross it out and make myself feel happier.