inconvenient incidents

As I sat through the train journey to work this morning, I was disturbed from my reading by the constant yapping of this school going teenager. talking to a man probably in his forties and an older girl, she was telling them of her adventures of missing the assembly. what is with these peoples's language? I have a firm belief that if the word "like" and the phrase "oh! my god!" were to be taken off their vocabulary they'd be lost! really.

while Henry is talking to Dr. Kendrick in the book, I hear bits of conversation in which this teenager is breathlessly (only god knows why!!) explaining how she waited in the toilets with another girl, hiding away to avoid going to assembly as it were, when her teacher caught them. she's very worried that her teacher might think of her as a "les". I want to ask her what's wrong with being a lesbian, but I hold myself back. why do most people think of homosexuality as a disease? it is very sad to see people not understanding that sexuality is one's own preference. it should not be used to discriminate. when are these prejudices going to end?

on a totally different note, during the holidays I got told to pop out a kid soon. even my mom has joined the bandwagon.. hinting ever so slightly. why can't people understand that pregnancy and child rearing are experiences I'd rather not have. all that responsibility.. ugh!! not to mention the mental stress and the anguish. but sometimes I have caught my self thinking - I really am not sure I should be putting this out there for anyone interested to see. plus I think it's a natural instictive thing! - about a kid!! what I want to know is, if I am so sure I don't want to have kids, then why are these thoughts popping up in me head? what does it mean? Is my body trying to tell me that if I did want to have kids, it's time? or is it just nature working ensuring the survival of the species? what is it?

the jetlagged self

Now that I am back in the real world, I have to wake up in the most un-holidayish fashion to go to work, then to come back cook & clean, whilst my body is desperately trying to adjust back to the Aussie clock with having to get rid of all the jetlag... I can safely say it's not such a good feeling. I seem to need another holiday to recover. :O)

ah... what a nice thing vacation is.. only if it never ended. I distinctly remember thinking when I as about to board the plane out of Sydney that I'll be back here in no time at all. what a way to start the [well earned] holiday one might ask.. but it did turn out to be true. even a week has gone by since I landed the definitly confused and tired body of mine. ( I think it is still reeeeeelly tired from flying acreoss the time zones)

I learnt that I need to plan & remember who for, to do more "gift" shopping, even though I don't like shopping [ it IS true!!]. Also need to be more organised about my time spending. splayed out on the mat/bed during hols is nice, but when I look back I don't think I accomplished much during the time, which might be just the thing you do do on holidays - doing nothing. So maybe I did accomplish something.. who knows!

This has been the major major holiday of my life so far, and my very first one romping the world. five countries in 3 and a half weeks.(other half of a week having been spent in travelling!!) I've learnt valuable lessons which no doubt will come in handy in the years to come. of those, two very important lessons would be
1. Never ever mix relatives with holidays.

2. Pack the perfumes in the luggage you check in, never in your hand luggage!!!

Au revoir
Ciao
Harde
and bye for now!

oh! and Season's Greetings!