I have dishonored my asian family in Tibet tonight, but I'll get to the dishonoring part later. Anyway, today, I got to "drive" my mum's car! Well, technically it wasn't a real drive, it was more like, back it out of the driveway and parallel park it outside. But still, it was more fun than I thought. When I say my mum's car, the first thing I'd think of (if I hadn't seen the car before) would be some small Mazda type of car. Pfft on that, it was a 4WD. A Prado, which is a smaller version of a Land Cruiser, but still a 4WD. Can you imagine me, driving around with P plates in the window of a 4WD around Darwin? By god that would be something to see. I don't know how I'd go though, I'm so used to little cars, I'd end up hitting something and not worring caring about it.

I hate weekends, there is never enough time to do anything really. I mean, I can't even have a sleep in like you are suppose to on a weekend. Normally I'd like to be able to sleep in until 10-11am, because I get up at 7 in the morning to get ready for school. But no, I have to get up at 9 because I'd "get a sore head for sleeping too much". Pfft on that. Anyway, and today I had to go to some stupid hockey thing for my sister. I mean, I don't even go to watch her play hockey, why am I going to want to watch her get some award for losing in the grand final? Boring, and boy was it ever. I sat in my seat for 2 hours whilst I stared into nothing. Offtopic: there is a lot of sounds in the first song for Nick Skitz's latest album. I mean, it's not just two or three background sounds, it's more like.. BANG.. background sounds.

Onto the dishonoring of my country (just a little prologue). Went out to Casuarina Club tonight for some dinner, only because last night there was the weekly fight between family members when trying to work out what to have, and seeing as though my Nana and Pop are (still) up here, they all organised tonights dinner last night (how handy). Anyway, we (well, I walked there) chose one of the tables at the back (colder there) and I sat down waiting for food and drinks to arrive. Had my normal stare blankly around the room for people to look and stare at when someone caught my attention. They might have been walking away and I only saw their back, but I knew straight away that I knew who it was. Low-and-behold, it was Katerina. Instantly I became all nervous like because I hadn't seen her (spoken to properly) for.. since the start of this year. When she was walking back to her seat, I could have sworn she saw me looking (I was trying to work out who she was), but I did the whole, I'm-just-staring-in-that-general-direction lookaway. I felt so ashamed at myself. Either, I didn't want to acknowledge that she was indeed still in Darwin and not "talking" to me, or I just didn't want to see her, knowing full well that I still have feelings (more like creepy-movie-stalker-don't-tell-them feelings) for her.
Maybe I should just get over her and find someone else.. maybe. Stop being such the stupid fool that I am and "do something else" (HAHA )-:). I know that I'm going to dwell on this event for a few days, doing the whole hindsight thing where I sit there and think I should have said hello, or even waved. But right now, I'm going to roll up into a ball and cry.

"Shiny happy people holding hands, shiny happy people laughing."