1. When I was very young (really young), I had a cousin, or a sister, more like a pseudo-sister/sibling. We'll call her H. My memories of us being together and playing are perhaps limited. I remembered she lived not too far away (in Holland Village), she was fair, I was darker, we were both quite loud as kids, and I used to sleep over a lot. There was something fun being with someone (your age) you can play with. And then we lost touch and I haven't seen her like in over 6-7 years and maybe more, who knows. Then recently she popped up! Right smack on Facebook. I was stoked (in fact over the moon!) to hear from her that it took me a while to register in my head that it was her. It's good to be back and if you are reading this, I look forward to seeing you sometime soon and catching up for real. It's a shame you live in Adelaide and I live err... in Sudan. Darn distances.
2. The worst kind of tonsilitis happened during my vacation in London, right after returning from Lisbon. Sweet Jesus, that was nasty. It didn't help that London was cold and colder still. The nasty bugger lasted a while, in fact I was pretty drugged up with painkillers during the entire vacation. After tonsilitis, there was the flu, then a sinus inflammation, followed by a toothache. I was still sick when I returned to Kadugli and was falling apart at the seams.
3. I got inked. Yes indeed. I have always wanted to do it and it took me a while to actually summon up the courage to do so. RR can attest to my wimpy projections of unimaginable pain as we walked down the streets of Brighton passing "Blue Dragon Tattoo" shop a gazillion times. I think the name did not bode well with me. Then JM - the lovely cookie from Sydney (I suspect she is a closet bogan) - whipped me up into shape and sent me to the shop in Camden (mind you, I was also heavy on painkillers from being sick). So there, I got inked. Three stars on my right forearm. I like it a lot, my mum might kill me but oh well - we'll cross the bridge when we get there.
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| Why 3 stars? I have no good reason yet. |
