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| An unexpected hazard of renting a tiny little studio with paper thin walls in the city is young neighbours. By young I dont mean infant children. I'm talking about 30 yo males who think they're in their peak and therefore entitled to party like a hardcore, behaving like infants and playing booming music with the bass on at all hours (think 11pm, midnight, 2am, 7am) and inviting all of his drunk friends, random hookups and slutty playmates over. They are seiroulsy driving me insane!!!! So inconsiderate... Tonight 2 neighbours from different units ran out and kicked his door after polite knocking didnt work. Michael grabbed his business card a couple weeks ago and texted him/called him requesting him to turn down the music. Finally cops showed up on his front door, and concierge threatened to open his door with the central key. Such drama! A pack of his mates showed up with beers and started mistakenly knocking on OUR door (NOT THE FIRST TIME!) at 1am on a weeknight too, so glad my lease is expiring mid April. When other tenants come in to inspect I'll be the first to advise them of my issues with the place!
Watched SlumDog Millionaire last night with Michael, it was considerably AWESOME (unexpected of an indian film)! Really want to get the soundtrack now, and learn that belly shaking, neck cracking dance of theirs....
Booked tix tonight to the "Taste of Sydney" event at the Centennial Park on 15 March, whole bunch of restaurants are getting together under one field to display their culinary goodies/yummies... delicious!
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| This is pretty silly but the guy made me crack up when he talked about "Po Sum On Yau".. lol http://au.youtube.com/watch?v=vU0Sbtw7CRw&feature=related | | |
| So another day (second in a row!) of NOTHINGNESS. It's so good once in a while just to slow down and... wake up at noon, watch a few episodes of a favourite tv series, grab a coffee at the gloria jeans down the road and do a spot of grocery shopping. I was browsing through mags and picked up a copy of 'Womens Health' when my eye caught FHM's cover advertising the "32 page booklet of boring but important finance guide" (or something like that). Without being able to resist myself (and after ensuring no one else was walking down the aisle), I picked up & flicked through the FHM. I was horrified to find that a guy's idea of 'cost cutting' would be to remove items like "Kids" which cost $500,000 on average to raise two. Solution? "Buy condoms.. you can buy them in bulk on ebay, 100 for under $50 bucks" it suggests. Another problematic finance sucker is "Girlfriend" costing an average bloke $256,000. Solution? "Wait for The One", or alternatively find a lady who earns more money than you. 
I am horrified that blokes would find suggestions such as these acceptable to appear publicly, nationwide. The bloke writing this was probably a stingy mid-30s commitment-phobic nerd, dishing out unwanted advice on things he probably doesnt even have (ie. girlfriend). Nowadays, with so many working women, certainly women contribute just as equally as blokes for household expenses. How dare he claim all the cred, as though women just sit around on their asses all day and suck bloke's wallets dry!! Even if women don't work, they still have to look after the kids and do all the housework for the guy, which in itself is no easy feat. How would the guy like to spend the rest of his life, instead of the opportunity to go to work, to change nappies, feed, watch over and bathe the baby, do all the mopping, cleaning, cooking, washing, dusting, grooming, gardening etc. the entire day, day in day out over the next 10 years until the kid is old enough to look after themselves? That sort of work is worth way more than $250k over say, 10 years - the average pay would be $25k pa for that sort of work. That's worse than a maid, and half the amount paid for an average university graduate fresh out!
So, in the end, I put that mag back down (cover facing backwards) and left with my womens health & family sized block of creme brulee chocolate.  | | |
| June was a busy month - fact aside from the end of financial year (tax return time.. yay....), I've (hopefully) passed another semester with newfound knowledge on property law (renters: always lodge caveats, buyers: always register quickly), gained more insight into our country's international obligations (our government has discretion as to whether or not to protect citizens when in trouble overseas) and found out more about administrative government (ways to challenge decisions made under govt policy). This semester was fun, informative, political, eye-opening, and I was amazed at how much effort it takes to understand even just the surface of how our society works. An average person would probably come across all these issues at some point in their lives but they won't know the things I know now. So scary. It's so much better than learning debits and credits in first year. I feel old though - all the 'club executives' who still send me emails for union clubs were mere feotuses when I was able to walk. I went to Perth straight after exams for half a week. On the flight there I sat between two men, both of whom wanted to chat. I read 350 pages of "The Time Traveller's Wife" recommended by my sister, however it wasn't really able to sustain my interest long enough. I chatted about investment houses with the guy on my left, and about travelling and exploring rural Australia with the English backpacker on my right. Kinda weird actually, had to turn my head either to the left or right, but either of them didn't talk to the other. I also cooked for Michael's parents and cousin (thai green curry chicken) which was way too spicy... Michael actually did most of the stirring and tasting part ehehe, we also shopped around in the city and ate waffles. It was a pretty relaxing weekend, cold though! We celebrated our 17 month anniversary at what was supposedly one of the best Perth restaurants though I felt it a bit overrated, though I still thought it was sweet of Michael to have dinner reservations hehehe. We had marron for entree... marron is interesting and can only be found in Perth I think: 
We also had loads of Yumcha in Perth! It was the first time I couldnt finish delicious har cheung coz I already had too much food! I started my new paralegal job yesterday, whilst it's pretty exciting to start a new position and I've overcome first-day anxiety with minimal fuss, I'm feeling the pressure to be brought up to speed with everything - there's just so much to learn! Plus the person whose leaving the role (for exchange overseas to Netherland) seems extremely good at what he does. How do I become better than him at the role? | | |
| I'm *so* excited about Woolies' express self-checkouts I could SCREAM!!!! I almost did today, after I figured out how to use one of these beauties. Seriously an amazing invention - all you do is scan your item yourself, insert a few coins and *tada* receipt + change and you're outta there! If I got a dollar for each of the numerous times busses were missed because of waiting 10+ minutes in those tediously slow 'express' checkout lines, I'd be a millionare! I was in and out within 30 seconds! 
Speaking of millionares (or not)... on the train today, I was reading the MX, not my own of course but actually sitting next to someone reading their MX as usual, some lucky lottery winner converted $29 into $58mil! I don't know how lottery works and have yet to buy my first ticket, but holy crap what on Earth?!! How do the lottery make money?? Where do they get $58mil from?? This guy gets more than Allan Moss' $50mil requirement package, despite increasing the size of Mac Bank's profits 30-fold over his career!!!!!!  Hmm.. this guy kinda looks like sloan from Alias  
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