Anarchic Lady

This summer just went overboard. To many it is down to the beaches and pool for that outrageous tan - in another word 'ROAST PIG' Imagine people piggies walking along beaches with not a brown tan but pinkish red tan. They lay there for hours to allow development of cancer cells, who would have thought, the sun is suppose killing germs but instead built the perfect condition for skin cancer. Unlucky people, if only they knew.

The tempreture is insanly HIGH^ it reached 40degrees yesterday. Phew thats hot. Even in this HOT day there are still crazy people out at the beach. I think they can be eaten in just 20mins.

So what about me? I am in the comfort of my own air-conditioned home (thank god!) doing a very important assignment. This assignment is not important to me ~.~ I don't really care how it will turn out eventually. As a favour, I oblidge. Can't stand seeing that pathetic face all the time, so to get rid of that face I oblidge. Simple!

MIA - Missing In Action
Whose missing? My dear dear dear, a person who is to report on time has disappeared. Where can this mystery person be. It is really a mystery. Please if you are reading this, turn yourself in, there is no hiding for you anymore.

Sometimes heaven forbid the smooth sailing of a ship. There must always be plenty of obstruction. How unlucky when the circumstances have force one to redirect its route. Unlucky for me, I happen to be taking this ship sailing across unsettled sea.

This year I presumed to be better then the last, how disappointing. Things just aren't flowing smoothly. Where did lady luck go? Just when I need her. This year is just getting worse and worse. Where should I begin? I thought having a not so fantastic job was good enough to get me going, at least I don't have to starve, no more. Ha! For the past two weeks, bad luck had been my best friend. First, I left the house leaving that huge chunk of dingle linger ringer thing I call "KEYS" at home, locking the door with them still attached to the door knob as I happily close the locked door behind me and left. How silly can anyone get. After my happy hour outside, I return home with a not so happy hour when I realised what a fool I have become. Stuck outside in the middle of the night, reluctantly I called in the locksmith. There goes my pay for the day. Being stupid need not be proved twice. For the second time in two weeks, I forgot my keys AGAIN!! How wonderful? My days are getting better. Its funny the same locksimth even gave me a discount for my absent minded behaviour.

After losing two days of pay I was happy to return to work, too bad. With a disfunction bowel I was told to return home at 7:30am and force to consult a doctor before I can work again. So I'm missing three days of work because I apparently am contagious. My story doesn't end here. Being a weekend here, it is totally impossible to find a doctor willing to take a look at my contagious situation. What to do? I had no choice but to check myself into the emergency ward. So there I waited, and waited and sat and waited and waited, 3 hours passed couldn't wait anymore I ask "so when is my turn" you are next that is all I hear.

Advise: Never believe what they say.

So i'm supposely next, I turn to sit and the guy opposite me who came later then me happen to be next, he stood up and went in. What a bastard! After waiting some more and some more I ask again.

Unbelivable comment: There are more serious patient, you are not considered to be in any serious danger.

Yup I can understand when I see not a single soul sitting before me. So who are these serious patient? Only one conclusion can be derived from this experience. Medical in Australia is exceptional. They make patients be real patient. They are capable of coming up with unsual medical terms to make you understand their situation. They love to prescribe common drugs found in a first aid kit at home, For example Panadol. The whole visit was pointless, I didn't feel any better and I think I can treat myself and I can treat many others, just prescribe Panadol, the wonder drug used for pratically every illness.

• Whatever you do, never ever fall sick in Australia cause you are doom to be left alone to wait and wait and wait more. If you have Panadol with you just take them, it is better then going to the emergency ward.
• I will try to take care of myself and avoid returning at all cost.
  

Nope the tiger is not an animal. It is a round plastic known as the tiger. Not the usual orange and black strips but black with orange strips. It is nickname after the tiger because of its colour. This is not its speciality, the unique feature of this plastic is its value. Some people might know, others wouldnt. Yup! it is $100. A round plastic chip valued $100. It can be traded for real money.

I stretch my arms out to recieve it from this gentlement. Not for anything but just a simple request for a bottle of cold water. I grab the tiger from him and it roared in my face sending a wide smile to my lips. Its the TIGER, the TIGER in my hands I think sliently for a moment, unable to believe my eyes. The tiger in my hands all for me, just for me to keep. My heart skip a beat out of excitement, sweating under all that make-up still stunt in disbelieve.

I speed of to the back and glare at the ferocious tiger. So slowly I tip it into the glass jar. There it sat sliently waiting for the day to end. Waiting for me to exchange the tiger for its prize.

Once again sunshine lights up the room, the long journey towards the top is almost over. After suffering so much hardship, a breath of relieve can finally be sigh. A note for this moment should be taken. Yes!!

Everyday, I mingle around with the upper class (some people would call them) others just brand them as being snobbish, too much money to fluant or even brainless souls. Whatever, I don't really care. It is not wrong being rich and famous. A millionaire can just walk into this room and nobody would even notice. Well at least I wouldn't notice because to me we are all the same person wise.

V.I.P this place is known, because only the exclusive members can walk into this room, sometimes they have to be invited. Seriously, they are really exclusive. It is good experience for me, I get to converse intelligently with doctors, professors, and people from around the world. I get to see what it is like to stand among them and be treated professionally.

Other than feeling more confident, it is very satisfying to see that they appreciate the hard work you put in. All those beautiful ice chocolate, cuppacino. The self satisfaction of making a really beautiful creamy, foamy, rich hot chocolate. YUM!! the expressions on their faces when they see the beautiful art. Nobody can deny the fact that they love it, they simply love it.

Is this life? This is my life.