25 Nov 09

2 years ago, my female owner stared at her letter of acceptance to post-grad and noted that it stated that her course would end on 25 Nov 09. Being her, sentimental and all that, she wondered how life would be on this date, 25 Nov 09, and what she would be doing. Well, in a twinkling of an eye, as quickly as a flash of lightning in retrospection, she got her answer yesterday.

Wanna make a guess?

Therapist Fren probably knows the answer best coz she spent the most time with her on 25 Nov 09. Well, she woke up in Therapist Fren’s house at 0730. They got ready to go to uni and had brekki at their favourite café, Genies. Cinnamon toast and coffee. Talking endlessly about things.
Then they separated to do their individual chores. My female owner had a research supervision cum RA work meeting (how boring!) They ended up talking for more than an hour about her plans for the future. Intense!

In the afternoon, she ended up at Toowong, grocery shopping with Therapist Fren’s namesake (i.e. a church friend who shares the same name as Therapist Fren) and later, at her house. They had plans to have a yummy Korean dinner, prepared by her Korean Jogging Kaki (aka Big Butt and many other names). My female owner ended back at the supermarkets with Korean Jogging Kaki, buying the required ingredients…. And booze..

The dinner party finally expanded to six people. Four church friends, Therapist Fren (who decided to be sociable that night, so they picked her up from school) and a new friend. OZ Jogging Fren joined them later for after-dinner games.

From a yummy authentic Korean meal (minus the fettuccini, but it was still mouth-watering), to dubious Fortune Cookie messages (“Taking protective measures will help you avert disastrous consequences. *IN BED”. And funnily, her two Jogging Kakis, who are currently sharing a room, oh so intimate!, fought over the last remaining cookie and ate half each. The message was “Stop looking around. Happiness is sitting next to you. IN BED”), to parallel realities, to disturbing first impressions by two psycho psyches, to BOOZE!!! (if only there were more, my female owner says), to Super Human Strength tests (my female owner managed to wrestle a beer bottle out of muscular Korean Jogging Kaki, no thanks to firstly, her Super Human Strength, then her fingernails and finally, strategic use of body weight), to heart attack and death by chopsticks (some people were just chopstick hoarders), to non-verbal communication game (so complicated, even when sober, my female owner wonders how OZ Jogging Kaki managed to work out the sequences so fast), to endless pits of laughter and spontaneity, to happy sabotages, to losing a bet because of limerence, it was a night to remember, giggle and recount in days to come.

So there you have it, a summary of 25 Nov 09. My female owner never envisioned this day to be as such. In fact, she never thought this day would come so quickly.


*apparently you are supposed to add “IN BED” to the end of each fortune cookie message.