Pondering

I wonder what I should do next week. I'm running out of fun stuffs to do.

My life is a bit stuffed up at the moment.

Maybe a bit of cooking will dazzle my life? I'm like in a culinary whirlpool, desparate for learning new dishes. 2 instant noodles per week on a study week basis isn't exactly promising in terms of health and the amount of hair I have left. Mango salad would be ideal, if mangoes are still in season. Too bad they're not.

Reading in the community library? I don't really like to read too much. Excessive reading could be deadly tedious.

I've been playing too much games, which proves to be detrimental. Leisure times after entertainments isn't bright.

I could panorama-ised all the photos I've taken but it takes forever. Adding watermarks could be fun though.

Or Hungry Jacks could do me a favour and hire me tomorrow. That would be splendid.

Coffin Bay Oysters

Few of you may know that I have a peculiar obsession with oysters. I tagged along on a shopping trip to Coles and there was just this incredible beam of light coming out from the oysters. $14.25? I'll take it!!! Just can't resist the alluring temptation.

It's so exciting to savour the first platter of oyster in Aust. Finally! Succulent, juicy and tender oyster meat.With this... The soury and spicy pepper sauce.

But I gotta admit M'sia oysters are way better. These are not that fresh...

Northbridge with Elaine

One day, two nincompoops decided to hang out and chill, before one of the friends needs to leave Perth and dump her oafish friend to spend her winter holiday alone. Yes, I'm talking about you, Elaine Wong.

Apologies for the blueish background of most of the photos. Set the wrong white balance.Hey look! I'm in Northbridge on foot.Another view.No wonder Asians embrace Northbridge. Icey Ice.Cool restaurant outlook.Chinese texts. Can't pronounce some words in this poster.

Beef noodle. You can't zap your food to disappear with a pair of chopsticks, Elaine.Back to normal once she realised it's not working.Me? Bored as usual.Some nerds, geeks and dorks probably mistook this club as a reading sanctuary.

This is for you, Eddie. Your apple strudel crave comes from this shop.Elaine trying to act cute.A not-so-professional modelling pose.Bell tower at intersection.Elaine was like... hurry up and take the god-damn photo so we can cross the street. Lols!Brass monkey is the shop's name. New year countdown at here.

Out from Utopia, a famous restaurant.

Sushi frenzy!

Chinese banquets.

Some street art poster.

Love the art!

Ice cream trash bin.

These two photos (up & below) are taken by Elaine 'coz I was busy consuming my bevarage.Cinema!Hmm... Looks like a Chinese waitress.Sign at the entrance.Looks suspiciously like a pub.

On-going construction.

Alley with street arts. According to an unknown source, this building has a top layout that resembles Marilyn Monroe's sexy lips...Cute cartoon. A pink Road Runner. Beep beep!Tony Roma's Restaurant. Ribs-Steak-Salad.Elaine & me.Now I'm trying to take a photo of meself.Sushi from Edo-Shiki. Not very good though.Street performers. The so-called basking.
Peak hours at Murdoch Station.Looks like apocalypse. Even the birds were on their way home.

Food For Thought

It's nice to meet new people now and then.

Different thoughts & personality.

Brings smile to your face.

Kinda makes me wonder how much people do I exactly know in my life?

Pizza at Freo. Bit out of focus.

Booragoon-Hamilton Hill

Ok, so the Crysis Warhead wasn't working very well with my computer. I had to go to Booragoon again to replace it with something else. I called EB Games and they told me to just come on over.

Waiting for my 940... I used panorama for this picture by the way...Once again, I was in Garden City. Boy, do I love this place or what.

The funny thing happened when I was choosing another game to replace Crysis. Oh no! 2142 Battlefield or Spore? Sick of the idea of weapons and military and conquering the entire galactic space for the moment, so Spore it was.

A giant giraffe in the food court.
Booragoon Bus StationWhere is my bus?

So anyway, the 940 arrived after like 10 minutes, I boarded it to go back to Kardi. I love bus rides, but Somerville Boulevard was very curvy and turny...

And when I reached the Kardi area, I was reluctant to get off 'coz it was raining. I didn't want myself to dreanch wet when I crossed the road to the bus stop on the opposite road to board 99. So I continued laying my butt on the comfy chair and waited for it to come back in the opposite direction after it passed the terminal station, which shouldn't be too far.

Unfortunately, I didn't know where it was going. The next thing I knew, the bus went pass North Lake Senior High School, houses, Coolbellup and finally Hamilton Hill. One by one, all the people in the bus left but me and a man. And finally the bus pulled up in what I suspect a middle of nowhere in Hamilton Hill, near Freo....

Bus driver: "Where are you going to, miss? This is the terminal station, you'll have to get off here."

Me: "But... but.... Don't you need to turn around to go back to Kardy?"

Bus driver: "Yeah... But I won't be the one driving, my service ends here."

Me: "?!! Then, where should I wait?"

Bus driver: "You'll just wait at here, love."

Me: "OK...."

The shock made me forget to tag off my SmartRider. Then he put on a 000 on the bus and left me all alone, facing this:

Standing beside a 66,000 Volts of electric grid wasn't the wisest thing to do in a thunderstorm risk day. I could be electrocuted! Honestly the huge, giant, massive electric grid was less than 3 meters away from me! And to make matters worse, the wind started to howl, an predictable omen that within 15 minutes it will rain. Where is the bus??!!

Of course some of you might say that I'm overreacting. BUT I'M NOT!!!

The thing is that the grid was very towering. The moment I looked up into the space and saw it, my ankles went jelly. And plus, I'm numerophobic, especially numbers on a sign. The bigger the number, the more I will freak out. I'm scared of digital thermometer, hot shower with digital dials, elevators, radios with manual dials, floor sign in stair wells... etc. I'm even scared of analog clocks like the giant one in Emporium Department Store near Wisma Merdeka, which would explain I never been there for more than 5 years... And of course bell towers... I'm such a lamer sometimes...

So, it felt like I'm standing beside a nuclear bomb on a windy and chilly 2 pm. Can you imagine how petrified I was the moment I saw the 66,000 sign on the giant electric grid? And no one was there. Sob. I really felt so scared that I wanna cry.

In case you have sight problem, this is 66,000 Volts I'm talking about...See? If a big sign like that was 5 meters above me, can you imagine how tall is the electric grid?

Thank god, the next bus came after 5-10 minutes, to pick up a petrified, shivering me... Was I ever glad to be acknowledged by civilisation again...