In that place

What is that place?

"Are you still in that place?"

"Muay Boy, what the fuck? No idea what you're talking about here."

"J asked me if I'm in the same place you are."

"What place?"

"The place.. You know..."

"Walk me through this."

"Never mind."

Messaged J straight after talking with him. Asked her what she told him cos he's really starting to give me a headache - again. J replied by texting:

I just asked him if he's in the same place as you are, still in love and all. [imagine my horror when I found out she texted him that!] I know you're not I just want to know if he is. Want to know what he said?

Uhmm.. no. I'll leave it at that.

You'll like it. Let me tell you.

Actually no. Don't bother. I can't act on it anymore anyway.

He said he will be if you still are.

You have got to be kidding me.

Imagine Nikki: With a goofy smile on her face but still trying to supress it cos she knows it's not the right feeling to feel.

So there you go ladies and gents, Muay Boy has managed to get me all distracted again - after months and months of trying to forget he even existed.

So can't wait for him to leave for Sydney.

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Why is it that when you are laying down on your bed, all these things start popping in your mind? Things you want to blog about?

Last night, while on my way to drift off to sleep, I realised that I haven't watched The OC for two weeks in a row.

I need to catch up on my tv watching, I thought to myself. But then I realised, maybe I'm too old for the OC. All the teen angst and dramas that surround their sorry lives doesn't intrigue me anymore. Don't get me wrong, I still like Adam Brody and I think Rachel Bilson is really pretty but I so can't relate anymore.I feel like I've done most of the things that them characters are going through.

First Love: Check. Done that.

Hooking up with your ex's friends or brother: yep. done that.

Hooking up with your friends' exes or friends' boyfriends: A not so proud yep. Done that.

Getting back together with an ex: Done it. Gazillions of times.

Being all complicated and confused about someone: Done that every single time I open my doors to someone special.

So no, The OC is not my era.

Dawson's Creek was.

I don't like to think I'm too old. I'm not. I just can't relate anymore.

The funny thing is though, I still watch it even after the wingeing and the moaning and the groaning of not being able to relate.

I'm just blabbering on. Keep up with me, will ya?

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Was so bored from studying last night I called the girls for a little R&R. So we went to Sanctuary Cove and took photos of ourselves.

Will upload some soon, I promise.

One thing's for sure, we really are camera whores.

T and I got talking last night. I told her she's someone's booty call if she keeps on being there for him hand and foot.

Also told her for her to be able to get over one man is to date another. Thought of a very promising guy for her from uni came to mind.

Codename: Frodo.

Avid readers may have been familiar with him but to some, he is in one of my class. We play pool together at the Uni bar with another guy called Tom. Both guys are Swedish. Can't speak English very well but are learning. Both like to party and drink. Niether of them smoke which makes me the Naughty One according to them. Frodo is a scuba diver. He's fit. He's blond. He's tall. He's a complete gentleman. Definitely someone you would bring home to your mother.

Glitch One: I'm just not sure if T is his type of girl.

Glitch Two: I kind of told T that it wouldn't be a problem to hook them up together.

Glitch Three: I don't like the idea of Frodo hooking up with her.

So why did I tell her that I'll help her hook up with him?

I didn't. I just said that at uni, you'd see a lot of cute guys from different countries and it would be like a man-buffet.

When I went to the toilet, she followed me and started asking me questions about Frodo. What the hell do I say? So I told her the truth. What Frodo is like.

She's keen. I don't think he will.

Bad Nikki. Bad bad bad Nikki.

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I'm turning 21 soon. Hurrah!!

Will officially be a person-in-her-early-twenties! Double hurrah!

I can't wait. I can go to the US and drink, hire a car, go to clubs. Everything. I'll be officially an adult in all countries. In less than a month, I'll be 21.

I made a list of stuff the I wanted to do before I turn 25. I really need to start living. I feel like I've been sitting on my ass for too long. I need to get out there and live. So to keep me motivated, must make a list of the things I want to do before I turn 25.

1. Would want to study masters in market management.
   
2. Would want to do bungee jumping.
   
3. Would want to do white water rafting.
   
4. Would want to do skydiving.
   
5. Would want to do scuba diving.
   
6. Would want to do surfing.
   
7. Would want to travel Europe [specifically Italy, Germany, England, France and Spain]
   
8. Would want to get buy my own house.
   
9. Would travel North America
   
10. Would travel the rest of Asia.
    
11. Would find a rather good job with an excellent package.
    
12. Would find me a man who won't break my heart.
    

There. But there's more. The list is pretty long but I can't be bothered.

I just really want to live. Really live my life. I know I'm not a bum. Ugh. Far from it actually. But I don't live life to the fullest either. I want to be that. I will be that. Soon. Right now, I need to study for me to be able to do the first Want List.

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I quit my job. I'm focusing on this new job I have. I can't be bothered with juggling schedules and calling in sick and doing a no-show all the time. I need to set my priorities straight and whilst my old job gave me an opportunity to be financially stable, it's time I move on. For the better. I'm ready to start my way up the Hospitality Industry Barrel.

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As promised

We're idiots when we're together. 'Nuff said.