Sunday, April 08, 2007
This weekend must've been the busiest I've ever had in a holiday. I've been out till at least 12am every night from Friday, and been waking up early for either tennis or a function. And funnily enough, I haven't had the chance to sleep in yet! That's a well-packed holiday, if you ask me.
Friday night was spent at this Austrian restaurant having dinner with mum, my uncle and his partner. After that, mum dragged me along with her friends for drinks. It was, as lame as this may sound, my "first night out". I have such a weak endurance when it comes to alcohol, as even more sad as that may sound. After my first glass of wine, and a glass of vodka&cranberry I was too tired to carry on. Goal in being eighteen: build an endurance to prevent self from being labelled WEAK.
I was at Az's birthday yesterday, a friend's girlfriend - I knew both of them from Year 8, and I've only met them twice in the entire lifespan of our friendship. It was good though, meeting other people, most of them being college students, one or two years older than me. I felt like such a social bug, and it felt good.
Sunday was spent out the entire day, literally. It was Shaz's brother's 16th birthday party, and mum and I were invited for lunch - and so we went. It was great to see everybody again, and the food was excellent. Straight after that, I spent the rest of the afternoon and night with my cousins and relatives. Caught up with dad, uncles and aunties and cousins - including my cousin Max, who I haven't seen in six years. The last time I saw him was when I was 12-years-old and in Switzerland. It was great seeing him after so long!
Friday night was spent at this Austrian restaurant having dinner with mum, my uncle and his partner. After that, mum dragged me along with her friends for drinks. It was, as lame as this may sound, my "first night out". I have such a weak endurance when it comes to alcohol, as even more sad as that may sound. After my first glass of wine, and a glass of vodka&cranberry I was too tired to carry on. Goal in being eighteen: build an endurance to prevent self from being labelled WEAK.
I was at Az's birthday yesterday, a friend's girlfriend - I knew both of them from Year 8, and I've only met them twice in the entire lifespan of our friendship. It was good though, meeting other people, most of them being college students, one or two years older than me. I felt like such a social bug, and it felt good.
Sunday was spent out the entire day, literally. It was Shaz's brother's 16th birthday party, and mum and I were invited for lunch - and so we went. It was great to see everybody again, and the food was excellent. Straight after that, I spent the rest of the afternoon and night with my cousins and relatives. Caught up with dad, uncles and aunties and cousins - including my cousin Max, who I haven't seen in six years. The last time I saw him was when I was 12-years-old and in Switzerland. It was great seeing him after so long!
Max and I at Bukit Bintang,before he left to the Kanye West concert. :)))
My cousin, Ji-shen, his friend Alex and I went up to Petaling Street to shop later that night. It was my first time being out in town at night. Oh, the feeling of being liberal and independent.
It's getting very late, or early to be exact - and I have to be awake for tennis at seven in the morning. We're having breakfast with Shaz, if she gets up after tennis. Otherwise, great. Nothing else happening tomorrow. I could use this opportunity to slack off. Take a nap, perhaps.
I cooked french toast on Sunday morning after disagreeing with yoghurt&cereal for breakfast. It turned out all right, actually. (:
Cheersss- *yawns*
PS. Finally got my very own credit card.Ah, to be eighteen.
