How I spent my saturday

It's been a while since the last time I wrote about my "dead routine life as an actuarial student at Macquarie University", hence I figure this post would not be as boring as the last one with similar topic. The law of 'infrequence brings excitement" (you know how I love to bullshit about purported 'words of wisdom' ).

Anyways, I was up from bed at 7.30am, a typical waking up time for each Saturday for the one and only reason: because I wanted to go for fitness instructor Narelle's fatburner class. Seriously, she's easily 60++ but she's still as fit as a tigress. Knee-up run, muscle training, steps, push-up, crunches .... a 60-something-year-old-lady can do all these, better than most of the youngsters. She does look fit with her well-toned body despite , shh..., her wrinkles and all that.

Finished fatburner class at 10.00am. Reached home and bathed while thinking hard on what I should have for lunch (since I've depleted my stock of bread, tomatoes, carrots what else could I do with?)

The answer came pretty fast : Continental instant satay rice. A voice inside me screamed: That is freakin' unhealthy!! Another voice replied: Else? You wanna starve?

My health-conscious self gave in. I took that packet (full of unhealthy seasoning) out from my cupboard and started cooking.

At 4.30pm I started dressing up for MGM. We were supposed to be ready at the bus stop by 4.45pm but knowing that Malaysians don't normal make it at the time 'they are supposed to' I didn't expect punctuality from my housemates and the others. I think by the time the bus left MUV it was already 5.15pm. Yes, our time is indeed half-an-hour late! Accurately.

One thing was I didn't bother to even look at the ticket the time I bought it, hence I had no idea at all regarding the required attire, which was formal or traditional. Nah, it's not like I would follow if I knew it before hand though. Despite my non-nonchalance many did dress up properly especially the guys who put on blazer and tie etc. Well, I told them they looked like future CEO of a casino or some corporation like that.

We reached UNSＷ 20 minutes later because our bus didn't stop like its public counterparts do. The weather wasn't kind to usl, it was freezing COLD outdoor. Despite having three layers inside me I could still feel my fingers being numb. Anyway, it wasn't all gloomy as we were heading for a buffet serving Malaysian food which many of us were missing awfully. Although it didn't start on time ( as usual, our time is half-an-hour late) but it was a sumptuous meal. I took 2 serving as my stomach was churning like crazy because I just had satay rice for the whole day.

Love the satay and ketupat, bryiani rice and a variety of meat cooked with spices. Well I won't say the standard was up to what we could get in Malaysia (that is never going to happen) but wow I did realise how much I miss home and a large part of it came from FOOD.

Having the experience of stuffing myself up to 101% and thus losing my ability to walk fast on Chen Chin's birthday, I was careful enough to only fill up 95% of my stomach lol.

After eating we headed to the Science Theatre to watch the performance which was theoretically the main reason people buy their tickets (though I never doubt most of them appreciate the food much more than the show, just like myself). To be honest it was an average one without too much extra-ordinary acting, nonetheless good effort to the group of UNSW Malaysians. The funniest part was this altered song and the scene where Ameen acting as a working father dated his 'bimbo secretary'.

I got to know two TESL girls who are ex-college mates of my high schoolmate Felicia. They were such cam whores. One funny comment asked by myself with a semi-retarded tone was: The same 'scenery' (note that we were nowhere interesting but in the bus), same human, why you need to take like n times??? They giggled for almost 10 seconds and replied, "Now you know the difference between us and Actuarial students". Seriously, they might be right. Or maybe not. They get high utility by taking the same photos, us being busier with life prefer to do some other thing, such as sitting still and watching them syiok-sendiri with amusement.

It was a fun night!