Exploring New Zealand - First Day Mishaps

As of now, I am blogging away in Queenstown, somewhere in the middle of South New Zealand. The weather has been rather cruel lately, with occasional showers, little snow, and constant thick clouds.

Well for once, driving here has been fun and I gained my first experience on driving on a snowy day which I shall elaborate more when I get back to Australia next Wednesday; and also after I finished trying all my Initial D drifts. I have, to date, around 700 pictures and a tonne of dirty clothes. I have to say, snow is a pretty crap shit. Other than it's finer than ice kachang, there is nothing else fascinating about it.

As it is winter now, you can expect the temperature to be around 8 degrees in the day, around 2 degrees at night, and is gonna keep getting lower as you head further south of New Zealand.

And so I was talking about my first day..

It was a total disastrous day. First off, all three of us in the house woke up late. Waking up late early in the day signifies one thing - the rest of your day is gonna be fucked up - which is definitely true.

So we got up late and hurriedly packed all our luggage into my friend's car which I will be driving to his house (he left it with me) so he can send us to the airport and drive back the car. When I got into the car, the windows were fogged up, we were rushing for time, I tried wiping the windows but it was still pretty bad and so doing the logical thing that all guys do, we fuck care. Hence I did my reversing in the slowest possible manner due to the poor visibility. All of a sudden, this fucking white van appear behind me and what follows next is perhaps what I described as a flash of my life.

Fuck, where the hell do people paint their vans white? Anyway, luckily my car was slow so basically I just scratched a bit of my paint. I did, again, the most logical thing. I drove off.

I picked up my friend, told him a bit on the incident, offered to gave him my ass virginity as a payment for the tiny scrapped paint, and drove to the airport. Taking note that we were already late, we certainly would prefer a nice and smooth trip to the airport.

But, yeah you guessed it right. There was a traffic jam. Ha. Ha.

By the time we reached the airport, there was around one and a half hours left. There was a queue at our luggage check in area. Finish checking in our luggages, 45 min left. The girls were lovely. Just when I thought we better go ahead and actually go ahead for the physical check in (as in chop passport), they said they want to go and eat breakfast. Ha. Ha.

By the time they finish eating, there was only 10 min left till boarding time. We left and head for the check in custom.

What I saw was perhaps the longest queue I seen in my life ever since after Mcdonald's launch the collectibles. Halfway in the queue, we were already 10 min past the boarding time. So once we cleared the customs, an announcement came.

"Can the passengers of flight DJ80 to Christchurch, Miss XXX, Miss XXX, and Mr Hong Zee Kueng please come to Gate 78 please? We are all fucking waiting for you."

Zee Kueng your backside lah, They can never get my name right. Ang Mohs seriously ought to consider having hanyu pinyin lessons as a compulsory curriculum in their education.

Anyway so yeah, I had my first again. Getting my name called.

The air stewardess was smiling at us when we reached the gate but somehow I felt a 'fucking asians' look in between her eyes.

Skip the story short, we arrived safely at Christchurch, rented our car, and drove 2 hours straight to Lake Tekapo where we stayed the night there. Not to end the misfourtunes, we were blessed with a faulty heater in an area where it was 2 degrees celcius.

Time to chao. More pictures to come after I return to Australia.

The Unexpectable

I know I surprise myself at times and today I did an unexpectable - I went picnic-ing.

But well, luckil the weather was good and the most important thing was, my friends knew the right way to tempt me. They promise me good pictures since it was by the river. I obliged. I am a pussy when it comes to taking pictures.

The definition of a park is basically somewhere whee u can see trees and rubbish. Upon reaching the designated park, I could hardly see any trees around cause it was practically infested with people. What else do you expect on a Sunday afternoon?

Anyhow, we started wandering around in search of an empty pit where we can barbeque our stuff. Yes I do not know why we are barbequeing when it's theoretically a picnic. Malaysians fascinates me all the time.

But well, I am cool with that since a picnic means eating bread. I hate bread and this fact will stand unless you have like 5 slices of meat in between. Instead of using the bread to cover the meat, I will do it the other way round. I'm a carnivore.

I do not know why. But I feel like crying when I see the picture below. She seems pitiful, longing to go somewhere in search of a better life. Ha.Ha.

And the girl finally reaches Bombay.

I would appreciate if you weren't looking at my balls.

And the girl met the love of her life.

I think I look like a psychopath. Wait, I think maybe I am.

Let's hope with this picture, Malaysia will allow us Singaporeans once again to pump cheap petrol when we enter Malaysia.

On a side note, as some of you guys long, I am taking a 10 days leave from blogging. I am going South New Zealand which I mentioned a few weeks ago =) If you ever feel bored and miss me, there's always the archives on the right. Just refrain from reading the first 2 years entry. I surprise even myself when I read them.

All right. Till then....

SeafOOOd

Honestly, I have never had the final courage to eat seafood over here in Brisbane. I mean the temptation is there, but the price isn't. Every single time when I actually convince myself that "Okay, today I am gonna eat nothing but seafood", the digits on the menu never fails to make me think twice.

But perhaps it's the festive mood; perhaps I got duped by my friends; somehow or rather, I found myself in the car and on the way to Darra - where rumour says that the Vietnameses there make seafood that even puts the best chef to shame.

They lied.

The only thing worth complimenting is that the seafood was fresh. Other than that, an Indomee with two sunny eggs beats them anytime.

The only food worth commenting was probably the fish. It has been 6 months since I last ate steam fish.

After dinner, there came the last minute idea of catching a movie. The girls wanted to watch Sex In The City but seriously, who pays such money to watch a movie with no sound effect, or CG? I rather rent a video tape and watch at home.

So the guys make the most logical choice (as usual); we went to watch Incredible Hulk.

Is it just me or do I hav a feeling they don't really like Asians?

After movie went drink coffee. Fullstop.

All right, half-time's over. Time to head back to my soccer match and hopefully catch some sleep. There's a picnic tomorrow followed by my New Zealand trip on Monday =)

*slurp slurp

Sunshine Coastttttttttttt

ALL RIGHTTTTTT...........

Phew, it has been a long day.......

I realise since 2 weeks ago, I haven't had a decent rest at all. Of course during that time, revision basically occupied 2/3 of my time. Now exam has finished, I have been busy going out.

Take yesterday for example - just right after my final paper, I had dessert at this random restaurant. Today I went to Sunshine Coast for the whole day; tomorrow I have a party at a friend house; Saturday I have a seafood dinner with my friends; Sunday I needa get some stuff for my New Zealand trip; Monday I am flying off to New Zealand for 10 days till 3rd July.

Tell me lah, where got time rest?

But I am loving this kinda life. Anyway, enjoy the pictures.

And yes, slow synchro flash fascinates me. Everytime.