Been thinking about my stuides lately. I'll be putting them on hold for the moment while I join the working world. But, am I really doing the right thing? I'm not too sure if I've made the right choice. Sure, lots of people have told me that I can go back to my studies later on, but when that time comes, will I really do it?

My life plan is a bit screwed up now. The original one was like something out of a fairy tale, work, get married, have kids...etc. But who am I kidding, this is the real world man! Nothing works according to plan, I just have to learn to be a bit flexible.

I guess the path that I have chosen will bring me new opportunities and challenges. So I'll just take whatever comes and see what I end up.

Life's a Beach

For some strange reason, I awoke with this longing to bring Zack the dog to the beach this morning. Even though I would have to travel half way round TLOTW to get there. The weather was good, slightly cloudy but with no hint of rain. So I packed up our stuff and called a good friend along. He too thought that I had lost my mind.

The beach was quiet, except for a family and some school kids playing games. We walked to the far end of the beach and settled down. It was only later that we realised that we had ventured into couple land. We were surrounded by couples making out, plus a threesome of gay men who were making out as well. Two of them were anyway. We had actually spotted them from a far but we thought the two men were actually a guy and his girlfriend ( we were VERY far away).

Zack, who is gay himself, seemed to be very attracted to the threesome. He kept wanting to go over to them but they seem scared of him ( all 4KG of him )so I kept him away. We had fun just chilling out on the sand, chasing his rubber ball and swimming. Usually when I bring him to the beach, I would wash him off at one of the outdoor shower stations. It just so happened that today, they had closed it for cleaning. So I had no choice but to bring him into the ladies since he was covered in sand.

There was a family with 4 children in there and for religious reasons they are not allowed to touch dogs. I made sure to stay far away from them, but they had taken up the entire bench and left me with nowhere to put my belongings. So I asked her to move her things and she gave me this really unnecessary lecture about how I shouldn't have brought Zack in. Even though I had told her the outdoor showers were closed. Now, TLOTW, being the multi-racial place that it is, I understood her stand from a religious point. What I didn't appreciate was her attitude towards me and her tone of voice. Not wanting to make a fuss, I bathed Zack as quickly as I could and got the hell out of there.

I was persuaded to go across the causeway for the weekend. Knowing that every other family in TLOTW would be having the same idea, I prepared myself for the worse. Surprisingly, we were only stuck in traffic for about an hour and a half. It was at the hotel that I was truly ashamed to be from TLOTW.

Check in time is officially at 3pm. By the time we reached the hotel, it was half past 3. There was a long queue of people at the counter so we joined the back of the queue. In about 10 minutes, a fellow citizen from TLOTW started to complain about the slow service. Apparently it was costing his family precious shopping time. I must admit the service was a little slow, but there was no reason to make a scene right in the middle of the hotel lobby. So the manager came out to try to pacify the bloke who by now, was really working it. I think he expected a free room or something, just because he had to wait in line for 20 mins like the rest of us.

Day 2: There was a buffet breakfast which started at 6am. We woke up early and headed down to breakfast about 7.30am to avoid crowd later. In the cafe, citizens of TLOTW stuck out like a sore thumb. From their dressing to their behaviour. While other people just graciously accepted what was given, they had to question everything. What's this? Why isn't there any bacon? Where is my coffee? My cup is dirty, ( it had a non-existent speck)...blah blah blah. I felt sorry for the other people trying to enjoy their breakfast.

Despite these 2 incidents, it was a rather enjoyable weekend. I did a bit of shopping, ate fantastic local food and chilled out. Oh, my ringworm has not clear up and I just heard that sometimes it takes 3 months for the scars to go away.