Dead.

Rau writes…

Abroad (1): In or to a foreign country or countries; away from one’s own country.

Despite the fact that the chat blog has mysteriously vanished, I’m still gonna blog.

Twelve-twenty-one midnight.

Currently multi-tasking. Continuing Digimon episodes, organising and cleaning up my room. Why bother going to bed early when you can’t sleep? Last night I was wide awake until three so now I just can’t care less.

This is your fault, Rif. If you hadn’t gone to Australia or at least to Canberra (where there is no wireless Internet connection), I’d be tucking myself in now. But as I’ve said, I just can’t care less anymore. His sister’s graduating next week. And then they’re going off to Sydney because his parents want to see the Blue Mountain… ? I’ve never heard of it. Bet you haven’t too. They always show the Opera House when they refer to Sydney, not Blue Mountain.

Two nights ago, I came along with my parents to ICC where the Japanese celebrated their Emperor’s seventy-sixth birthday. Isn’t that cool? Seventy six?

Anyway, there were free unlimited sushi, sponsored by Excapade, Kaizen and Misato. Gahhh… My tummy’s rumbling just reminiscing all the food. There were also karate, kendo and some other martial arts performance by some students from some schools. I didn’t know karate was originated from Japan too. Huh.

Then my dad accidentally crushed my toe with his heel. It was nasty… but not so much painful. My toe nail cracked into some pieces and it bled. Anyway, it’s good now.

Arif’s not being here is seriously making me more jobless. May do some research, I guess.