I am so good at wasting time that I can't believe myself. I woke up at 5 to go swimming and it's 11am now...what have I accomplished within these 6 hours? Nearly nothing...I swam, I showered, I went grocery shopping and I put my clothes into the washing machine. Oh, and I had breakfast. I didn't even write any long emails or anything. Somehow not really in the mood. But after this blog entry, I shall go write my text about film censorship and classification in Singapore (written in GERMAN!) and then I'll take the clothes out of the dryer, have lunch, marinade chicken for dinner (I have absolutely no idea if Max is having dinner here. He's coming between 5 and 6pm...early by his standards. I had to think for ages before I could come up with something he would eat. He doesn't like vegetables (e.g. broccoli, zucchini, aubergine), except for salad. He doesn't like minced meat, or bolognaise. He doesn't like ketchup. He doesn't like pineapple or raisins that are cooked. He doesn't like mashed potatoes. He doesn't like salty stuff in the morning, etc etc. All I am sure of, is that he like chocolate, pizza and salad. But I don't really like salad, I am trying to eat less chocs (have gained weight again over here and at the same time, suddenly nearly everyone I know is on a diet. This is really pressurizing. But I am so not a diet kinda person. I can't be happy chewing on raw vegetables!) and I'm not a huge pizza fan either, though I occasionally eat some. I don't wanna cook pasta, cos he eats that nearly every day.

Ok, should stop obsessing. But I always do. I always think a lot about such things when he's coming over, even though I sometimes forget that I have a boyfriend during the week (partly cos he doesn't make his presence felt). I've become an idiot. But ok, I shall try to change. It seems playing a little hard to get has worked. But I don't like playing hard to get. If it seems like I am playing hard to get, I probably don't like you very much in the first place. But since this guy likes it, I guess I will have to be a bit more accomodating. However, I might add I think it's better, if you really like someone, to show it. Don't like start hiding parts of yourself because you're afraid that you'll be vulnerable and hurt. Often, the other person has the same worries....if only both parties would come clean. Sigh.

Probably, I should go busy myself with other things.

Like on Wednesday, I went to Steffi's place to learn how to cycle. Yes, AGAIN, because I didn't succeed the last time. This time, Steffi's dad still had to hold on to the bike, but I had a much better feeling that I did the last time. Not like I was so out of control. However, I really do have a hard time concentrating on the path. I always daydream somehow (I probably shouldn't learn how to drive). But this time, not only my butt hurts. By the way, my butt keeps slipping off the seat!! I don't know why, but it's hard to stay balanced when my butt keeps slipping. Then, this time when I was going downslope, I went so super fast that I had to brake suddenly. I ended up straining my arm. Ugh. But I still have to say that Steffi's father had the worst job. He had to run after me all the time...and catch me when I was in danger of falling over. He's so patient...I completely trust him! It probably has to do with him being a teacher. It's such a personality thing. Different people are good for different things. Well, I really like Max, but to be honest, I would never like to have him teach me how to cycle. Firstly, I'm a slow learner and secondly, he's not particularly patient or understanding. So...no way. I'd choose Steffi's dad anytime.

Yesterday sorta whizzed by. But I got 4 letters and a postcard. I finally received my Schein. Got a 1,5. It's getting worse. I am losing my touch. But then again, I never liked writing term papers. In any case, I went to the secretariat and she didn't have my Schein, just the paper. I was stressing out...but when I saw it in the mail yesterday, I was exhilarated! Not to mention, it was the first time I ever got so much meaningful mail on ONE day. Two letters from my aunt, one from Rachy, the Schein and a postcard from Kailuo. Too bad the lessons were horrible. I just wanted to run away. But then I thought ok...I will call Max when I get back home (abt the weekend) and I will feel better. Well, and so at least I had something to look forward to.

But I didn't do anything much the whole evening either. I just looked through 2 cookbooks and wrote a letter to Rachy. Today I'll write a letter to my aunt. Then I'll post it tomorrow morning, when I go out.

Ok, better go pick up the laundry now...then there's a whole load of other things to do.

Po in the sky! 

I've been having problems with Enetations time and time again...I dunno why though, cos I haven't been playing around with the html or anything like that. So I decided to change to 'CommentThis'. Hopefully it works better, because I sure as hell do not understand a single bit of html at all!

Well, this has been one long weekend really. Or week for that matter. On Wednesday, Ruth's friend Joshua came over. I showed him around a bit...not much to see in Dresden when you don't have much time. Sounds ironic, but it's true. Some of the good things are a little further out. We went to look for a birthday present for Ruth after my class, then we went back and made chicken curry..and then watched the Champions League finals on TV. It was a really cool match. The playing wasn't like the most skillful in the world, but lots better than S-League and the match also had its great moments. It was really exciting. Though AC Milan was gonna win...but Liverpool really came back with a bang in the second half. When I talked to Max over the phone during half-time, I thought Liverpool was doomed. Well, they did well to come back from 3-0 down. It was one of the fun-nest finals I've ever watched...you should've seen the Liverpool goalkeeper during the penalties. It almost seemed like a diversion tactic the way he was moving. But the penalties were really horrible! Still, Liverpool won. I don't think I actually really supported either team, but somehow I wanted Liverpool to win this one.

On Thursday, Joshua went to Berlin and I had class. Got back my Diachronic Linguistics Klausur. Got 1,7. Technically, it's a good grade, but there are mistakes I know I could've avoided if I were more careful. Sigh. Feel very unintellectual. Went to Angeline's place for dinner. Her mum made chicken curry (again? But it tasted different) and we ate chocs and ice cream too, while watching Meet the Fockers. Her parents are really nice. Didn't watch till the end though, cos I had to pick Joshua up from the train station. However, the tram was LATE and when I got to the station, the platform at which he was supposed to arrive was barricaded. Hmm...then I climbed up anyway and saw that it was arriving at Platform 14 that night...so I walked there...no one. 2 policemen stopped me and asked to check my passport. I was getting desperate, so I called Angeline. Just then, I walked back into the station and saw Joshua at the phone booth just about to call me. THANK GOD!!! PHEW!!! I wouldn't know what to do if he got lost.

On Friday, I decided to pon swimming...cos we got home at 1am or so...and I'd have had to wake up at 5am to go swimming...and somehow rush to the train station by 8:30am or so...and I hadn't fully packed! So obviously, I chose sleep and peace of mind instead of swimming. Quite luckily or intelligently, Joshua decided that he wanted to go to the supermarket, so I went to meet Max on my own. We arranged to meet later at the platform. Things went quite swimmingly with Max. There wasn't anywhere to sit and drink coffee or something, so we just sat at the tram stop. It was fun, like a few stolen moments. We only had 20 min or less, since I had to catch my own train and his had arrived not long before. Anyway, then we went to meet Joshua...and then, finally, I was in Kassel.

Kailuo and Lee Ting picked us up from the train station...we had lunch, then Ruth brought us to Herkules. I was being a lazy bum as usual and kept complaining. The view was great, but it was soooo hot! But I was very happy cos Ruth let me bring Po, her purple hippo with me! He was in practically all the photos we took. I was very happy when we finally got there...cos I was looking forward to going back. Was feeling kinda tired. Ruth cooked dinner for us! She made curry chicken (yes, 3rd time in 3 days) and chai poh egg (yum) and turkey with kiam chye and vegetables. We all ate till we nearly died. Then we had dessert: ice cream and chocolate cake (which tasted more like bread, but I kinda liked it...tastes like Five Loaves bread). The ice cream was Mövenpick Maple-Walnut. My favourite! Yummy! Then we played Ligretto. Very exciting! Then it was midnight, so we wished Ruth Happy Birthday.

The next day, Ruth and I went shopping. Ruth saw this lady wearing a pretty white skirt and we saw it later in C&A, so I bought it...and also, a pair of sandals which are really pretty too! Ruth saw them first. Ruth brings me shopping luck, I think. She's my favourite shopping partner! I also got 2 t-shirts. One of them says, "This is what perfect looks like". Cute, huh? We got really tired after a while though, so we went to an ice cream place and had ice coffee. Then we met Kailuo and Joshua and went back for an early dinner. Ruth cooked nice pasta for us. Then we just rotted at Ruth's place till she came back...then we watched "Goldmember". So crappy man...but funny also lah...haha. I have developed a taste for crappy movies. Well, not really. Ruth couldn't really understand lah, but it's ok. Haha. Then I went to sleep, cos I was really tired.

Sunday morning, I woke up early to shower, then we all had breakfast...and I said bye to Po, the purple hippo. Then we went to the train station. Got on the train and nearly died of boredom on the train, although I had a magazine with me. The people around me were talking loudly and the little kids were singing/screaming. Ugh. I was so happy to be in Dresden. Also partly cos I'd get to see Max again. I was playing a bit hard to get when I called him to tell him when my train was coming...said I had something else to do, so I had to go...hahaha...but he probably knew I wasn't seriously playing hard to get when I said I was gonna gossip with the rest.

Max met me at the train station. We went back to my place, complaining how hot it was. We watched "Meet the Fockers" because he hadn't watched it and I only watched half. Then he decided that he wanted to eat out...and treated me to Mexican food. I had ribs but couldn't finish it...he had to help. But that made it better, cos I didn't have to force myself to finish and he got more to eat. It was expensive though...32 Euros. For dinner...not a special occasion somemore. Then after we parted ways, he sent me an sms: "It's been more than 10 seconds. Do you miss me?" Seeing he never sends this kinda thing, esp just after we've met, I didn't even check my phone till this morning. But it was a nice surprise. I wonder if it's a well, just one-off attempt to be nice. But ok, I shall not be so sceptical.

Was so lazy today...Didn't do a bit of work. Should do at least one thing before I go to bed tonight.