Holidays in Hong Kong / Saturday, December 09, 2006
Holidays had just started and already I'm off to Hong Kong with Chris, Olivia and Maiki. It's meant to be a relaxing holiday but these few days have been so hectic from all the shopping, I'm so tired...
Saturday 02/12/2006 Chris gave me my Christmas/birthday/New Years present, a watch. It's a very nice watch, a very pretty one, but personally, truthfully, I don't really like it. (Just really wanted to say it somewhere, at least I can be truthful somewhere.) Although it's a digital watch, it's hard to read because the numbers are made of dots, and the buttons are hard to use. He got the word 'aishiteru' engraved on the top which is really sweet, but apart from for matching clothes, I seriously wouldn't want to wear it.
This really makes me wonder if he knows me well enough to choose something I don't like. Maybe it's because I act differently around him, but this doesn't really boost my confidence factor -.- Now I wonder what he was actually feeling when I gave him my birthday present to him. Is this all our relationship is based on? Good intentions?
It's made out of leather, and it's frickin huge it gets in the way and sticks to my skin uncomfortably when it's hot. Not to mention it's white, and knowing me, it will get dirty so easily. At first he wouldn't give it to me until the last day of his stay in Hong Kong, so I kept on guessing. I got Liv to guess too, but after a while she gave up and called him, but promised him she wouldn't tell me. After a day or so I gave up guessing. All heart and no thought. It's a very nice watch, but not a watch for me. All I really wanted as a present from him was a soft toy :(
Sunday 03/12/2006 Aftera threat from my mum that if I didn't clean my room before the holidays she would so it for me (in other words chuck everything on the floor in the bin), so I finally cleaned (most of) my room since probably the beginning of the year. The last night in my room for the year was spoilt by a mosquito biting me on the arm in the night, so I moved downstairs to sleep. Mum insisted on taking my phone sim to the random friend staying in our house, so I didn't have an alarm clock, and instead of waking at 6:30, I woke at 7:30 when I was actually meant to leave the house. For some reason, my sister and I always argue with our mum on the morning any of us are due for a plane flight, and this morning was no exception. And I ended up getting my whole phone taken away and was late to the airport. Ironically, the two people who thought would have the most problems had the least, and the two people who thought would have the least problems had the most.
Maiki arrived first because his mum thought it would take them an hour and a half to reach the airport, when in actual fact it was only twenty minutes, so he got there about an hour early. Chris arrived next, then me, then Olivia. She was going to be on time, but on the highway, she realised she had forgotten her phone, so her brother had to go back home, grab her phone and back to the airport. We lined up and checked in. I went on a shopping spree last year so I didn't want to buy too much this year; my luggage was 15kg, Chris' was 9kg, Liv's was 8kg and Maiki's was 7kg (geez did they just have an empty suitcase?!) Haha when we had to scan our luggage through, Maiki and I were told to take off our belts O_O because it was metal while going through the metal-scanner. Everyone was pretty excited but I wasn't that enthused, particularly because of my late night.
Because we had checked in fairly late we didn't get all our seats together. Liv, Maiki and Chris had consecutive seats and I was two rows behind them, so Chris swapped the seat with the person next to me. I slept for the first 20 minutes, sprawled out on the table (like in English classes), ate, watched some movies, played some games, played some more games, slept a bit more, watched Love at First Note, ate, watched Pirates of the Caribean 2, missing the last minute of the movie, and that was the whole plane trip. Just as the plane was landing, a little boy near me threw up, poor kid, he was nearly there.
We had an hour and a half in Taipei airport to waste, so we wandered around the few shops there since there weren't enough time to go out of the airport. Found some funny magnets and that was about it. Waited a bit in the transfer lounge and onto the next plane already! Again, I got a seat away from the other three, but it was a good thing it was me. The flight was only an hour and a half long so I didn't want Chris to move, even though I had two empty seats next to me. To me, it felt really good sitting by myself. Maybe it's the brief sense of freedom and independence, because in Australia I had all these people (mainly mum mother and sister) nagging at me, and in Hong Kong I would have to baby-sit three people all older than me. School ending was really quite relieving. Upon getting my tests back (I didn't do too badly this term) I looked at the things I wrote, and I know if i was made to resit the exam for one reason or another, I would not have been able to make a serious effort, I was just so relaxed for the end of grade 11.
Haha...he came after all. Just when I was relaxing his head popped up beside me. Sometimes I feel so bad that I'm his girlfriend because I can be so moody. One moment I'm all tackle-hug and one moment later I'm like DON'T TOUCH ME!!! I can say it's my OCD, but I don't know. My moods change really quickly for no apparent reason, and it sort of freaks him out. Hell it freaks me out too. Like I'll be laughing and then suddenly frown and bite him really hard. I know he's very tolerant and patient to my mood swings and whimsical wants, but when he wnts something and I don't feel like it, I just don't respond or brush him off. It's like he can do better, have better?
Well anyway, back to the airport, my mum lost my Hong Kong Identification cardso I had to line up with everyone else with my passport. Met my dad for the first time in a year. To me, he had changed a lot. Everyone around me constantly changes, but I could always count on that when I go back to Hong Kong, my dad and my house would stay generally the same. My house is the same, but my dad isn't. Probably the years taking it's toll on him. Funny, my dad is an alcoholic, my mum a chain smoker, my sister...is just annoying, and they wonder how I turned out to be such a fucked-up kid. Another lesson to verify that "nothing lasts forever". At least his personality is more or less the same.
He drove Chris and Maiki up to my relative's place, dropped them off, and then we went home. Watched some television and then went to sleep, end of day one.