I realised, as I pushed out the little chocolate in the shape of Winnie the Pooh's face from my Christmas Countdown (which I received from Ash for X'mas), that there were only twelve days to Christmas.

That's less than two weeks to go. Yesterday night, or technically speaking, this early early morning, I thought I'd write a X'mas wishlist. Well, I realised that I don't really have to because I've pretty much summed everything I want for X'mas (material wise) too, as a part of my Birthday wishlist.

So bah, the Christmas wishlist. Instead, I'll tell you about what I've been doing during the past 5 days.

For the very first time, I, Raelene Loong had my very own bowl of Assam Laksa. Yes. I know. I really should be shot for being THIS late. It was, I must admit, a very smelly bowl of wonderful tastes. It really reminded me of a typical bowl of Vietnamese beef noodles, which to my liking, I prefer over laksa. I'll tell you this: the reason to why I had been so slow in really proving my Malaysian roots through the form of delicacies.

When I was a child, much younger in my years and naive to the bone, I had this one maid, who did something of unspeakable value to me. Well, all right. It's not that serious. Oh, but it was! If you were in my position, you would think so. Ok whatever, the point is that she could have been SUED for what she had done. Right, it was lunch time (presumably), and there she was sitting with my other maid (who I still keep in touch with today) eating lunch. She was talking on the phone with God knows who - someone irrelevant, let us say. So, I needed something from her. I tugged on her shirt, calling for her impatiently. I may have been whining. I mean, give me a break! I was just a little kid!

Just as she was putting a touch of chilli onto a mouthful of whatever she was eating (rice, probably), she smeared a scoop of chilli (cili padi, we're talking about!) on my lips, sending me to the bathroom - wailing, obviously crying and in sheer panic. I remember crying alot. And I remember trying so hard to wash the chilli off, to wash the pain away. I recall picking up this red container which was at the sink to pour water onto my mouth with.

There. A childhood memory of mine, now shared with you. And here's another wacky one!
Shortly after that day, I remember very vividly that same whore maid steal my other maid's money, and mum's jewellery, and then walking out the back door. I was, to no one's surprise, very very glad she took off.

Today, I picked up my guitar and attempted to rock it out on my amplifier. I'm glad I can still play rock. I really thought I'd lost it, after months of classical pieces and jazz music. I may have lost speed on my power chords, but all is well. I've got weeks to practice. I remember the days when I used to wish being in a rock band. I still do, don't get me wrong. It's a pity the old AISM Crew never came together, officially to create one. Damnit.

I haven't unpacked my things out of my suitcase yet. I wonder if I even should. Although, I will be here for 6 weeks, and that is a rather long time for living out of a suitcase. Bah, I'm so lazy. It probably won't happen till I wear everything in there.


I've been having good nights lately. I get to bed by 12am, and wake up at 9am. It's incredible. It may be the time difference, the jet lag. I never used to get sleepy at 8pm over my dinner back in KL, and I never have the feeling of getting up at 8am because my mind's far too active. I'm not used to my queen-size bed. I have this strong urge to ask mum for a super-single, but I know deep down that I'll regret it. I'm weird.

Other things I've been doing, or done: I started my Japanese homework, mainly because it's easy to do and it doesn't require that part of the brain to think; I had a facial at Jurlique, which was one bitch-ass pain (I've never experienced so much pain on my face in my entire life!); watching my bittorrent downloads all day, checking the speed rates; re-reading people's blogs for no Goddamn reason; staring at my computer, basically at windows of absolute nothingness.

Tomorrow, however, I will be getting a haircut. Finally. One, I get to go out. Two, haircut, I like.

Off to bed.
Cheers.
PS. In addition to my wishlist,
The new Super Mario Bros. for NinDS :)