i'm back from rottnest. actually i got back yesterday, but i was so bushed that i didn't really do anything. a bunch of us walked the island the whole afternoon, getting drenched and then getting blown dry by the freezing wind repeatedly. the weather was wonky as hell. but it was kinda worth it cos the views were really quite fantastic. the ferry ride there was hell cos the ocean was choppy and it was like an amusement park ride. and those of you who know me well enough will know that i don't do that kind of thing. so i spent the whole ferry ride, half a fucking hour of it, curled up in a tight ball wedged against the ferry wall hiding my face in my sweater and crying out for the ride to stop. it was that bad. some of them thought i was fooling around, but believe you me, i was ready to jump off the ferry. that was how much i wanted it to stop. after the ride, i was totally exhausted cos i was all tensed up the whole time. kinda like my wisdom teeth extraction ordeal. everyone felt like puking. but no one did, cos everyone feared the consequence (getting teased mercilessly forever and ever after) so everyone just did the bestest to keep everything in. the ferry ride back was much better (thank god. i was all prepared to stay on the island forever or swim the 20 kilometres back.) cos the ocean was calm the next day.



well it's the day after i got back and my right ankle is still hurting from all that traipsing around the place. i got a whole buncha photos but i can't really upload them now cos of data transfer charges. maybe i'll go to a friend's place to do it or i'll just do it when i get back home. come to think about it, i'm coming home pretty soon. i'm already past the halfway mark, i think.



we had a barbecue during our night on the island. there was lots of food, but it was quite crap compared to the stuff that i'm usually used to eating at barbecues. man i missed the good ol' barbecues back home especially when i read about ted's farewell on cong's blog. that night, 24 of us squeezed in the villa meant for 8 people and grabbed a little sleep. it isn't as cramped as it sounds. there was enough space for everyone which is pretty amazing. i think maybe ang moh living quarters are bigger in general to accomodate the ang moh physique and us chinky people take up less space in their spaces. but perhaps it's also cos they have much more land to use. this sure ain't no dingy little east coast chalet.



still don't feel like doing any work yet. still in a holiday mood. don't think that's too good considering i have two major essays to hand in immediately after the holidays. think i should get crackin' soon.