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Friday, January 21, 2005
~ 6:03 AM ~
My skin has broken out :( I think it may be the change of weather coming from SE Asia back to Perth. I have all these little (and big) zits on my face. Oh the shame :( I attempted to book myself in for a facial but the beautician is all booked out until end of January so Ive got my appointment on the 1st of Feb. Oh so long! *grrr*.
Besides that I still have not gotten completely used to living back here in Perth. Several things come to mind....
+ The cost of eating out! hehe I loved eating out for $2 at the local mamak stores back in malaysia and singapore, but coming back here I now have to fork out $10 for a meal. *sigh*.
+ My wardrobe : After living out of a suitcase with limited options for about 5 weeks, I have come home to a wardrobe full of both new and old clothes that seem completely foreign to me. I dont have a clue what I own, and so, when I look inside my wardrobe for things to wear when going out, I end up reverting back to items I had in my suitcase. I think ive learnt the true reason behind "i have nothing to wear" ... I dont think its actually a case of having "nothing" to wear, but having too many options. For example, when I lived out of my suitcase with my 5 or so combinations of clothing, i ALWAYS had something to wear. Now, faced with a wardrobe full of apparel, i have "nothing" to wear. The solution? Throw it all out and live in a suitcase again!
+ Driving .. : For five weeks or so, I caught many taxis, many trains, many buses and had many people drive me around. My daily challenge now is to drive properly (within speed limits of 60km/h and in my designated lane) when I go for my morning workout. it has certainly proven tough, but I still have my lovely bf to drive me places when the going gets tough ;)
+ Food : Food is always a highlight overseas. I am now faced with boring food at "exorbitant" prices, and quite intriguingly, my tummy is no longer responding favourably to perth food. Naomi reckons its because australian food isnt "dirty enougH" for my tummy, which has seemingly become conditioned to eating unhygienic asian style foods... Every day after a meal, my tummy reacts strangely. haha and might i add here that noooo it isnt a case of the "runs", just a bit of uncomfortableness.
So it seems to me that my body is rather strange. I would never have thought that a mere five weeks away would cause so much disruption to my routine, to my body, and to my sense of familiarity. But it seems the case. And only time will make it change back..
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