Wednesday, February 21, 2007

Penang is S-M-A-L-L

It's official. Penang is a tiny, tiny island. In two days, with absolutely no effort taken on my part, I've bumped into two ex-boyfriends and one ex-crush. It's a sad, sad world when that happens. Some call it being home, I call it ridiculous.

So here I am, back home in Penang, where they've gentrified Swatow Lane, raise the prices of hawker food, gawked at many confused 15-year-olds trying to pull off the Harajuku look while I'm left constantly wondering why anybody would wear tights in 90F weather. It's become pretty depressing when there are four main activities for an entire island of people -- walking aimlessly at Gurney Plaza, gambling at Bed (if you ask me, if there are beds, you can't call it Bed), clubbing at Momo's and eating at strangely named places (Audee's?). Here's my deal, it's difficult enough convincing me to go clubbing in Penang in a club called Momo's. There's no way in hell I'm getting all dressed up in the middle of the week to go clubbing in a club called Momo's. Ish.

What's worse, I can't watch my Grey's Anatomy online! It's only available to people in the US, damn it. So I've resorted to downloading the torrent, which, in Malaysia terms = slow ass connection.

I have waaay too much time on my hands. Look, I even have time to take a photo of myself being bored. Last time that's happened least 2 years ago! Hah.



Blogger lisaC said...

I totally understand how you are feeling at the moment! Everytime i went back home to Penang i was BORED, BORED, BORED... Hey, at least you get to have the most amazing hawkers food and i'm jealous!

7:16 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

well i could entertain you with stories of my thumb. it twas the day before monday. i went to the driving range and hit a couple of yellow golf balls with 'stolen from' printed on them. and somehow or rather i developed a blister. no, it hasn't popped (and it's tuesday). as i went to the cafe to get a mocha, i flipped through a couple of trashy mags when i involuntarily received a paper cut on the same thumb. It stopped bleeding a minute later and whilst the pain was unbearable when it got in contact with soap, I didn't think much about it. Here's the irony. i went to the beach and was throwing random sticks for sparky to fetch, i became a 'proud' recipient of a splinter, which got lodged a little to the right from the blister (so no pop). So here we go, a recap. The holy trinity - blister, paper cut and a splinter.

5:16 PM  
Blogger Veet Fan said...

If you don't call me when you come to KL, I will officially label you as "stupid".


2:05 AM  
Blogger audreytmv said...

Sue - a papercut on a blister - UTTER OW. And I thought a papercut on a cornea sounds painful enough. Speaking of pain, stupid new heels gave me 6 blisters, 3 on each foot.

Koobz - yea la. Will definitely call you when in KL. Need job in SG first.

5:55 AM  

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