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Monday, December 27, 2010
Holiday in Hokkaido
If you guys were wondering why the dead silence, I was out-stationed.
I had planned on writing down the everday-details of my holiday at Hokkaido but either I was too tired or there is no internet connection. I admit half the time, I was dead beat.
As a matter of fact, my memory, for fun and good times, is so bad that I had forgotten what went on during the days in Hokkaido. All I remembered was half the time I was sleeping, one quarter of the time I was eating and the other quarter of the time I was getting pissed off at some stupid sibling-conflicts that got all of us so fired up, neither of us were enjoying the trip.
Seriously, I am not able to remember much details about the holiday but I definitely remembered my cute ski-instructor. Goddamnit KAWAII!!!!!! He is 33 years old but look no older than 25 can! Anyway, I knew that he was noticing me as well. Partially because (said by my elder sister) I am the only one who seems GENUINELY interested in learning and partially because he cannot see my face nor body nor any part of my skin (I was clad in a gazillion layer of clothings).
I am trying to recall the trip by looking at the pictures I have too. Now, I shall not be selfish and let you guys in. Don't laugh at me. My face is horrendous. Dried, peeling skin and inflammation due to broken epidermis. Pimples are everywhere so I could not apply a lot of make up. Anyway, doesn't matter to me as my make up box only contains eyelashes and eye liner. =P Or maybe once in a while, an occasional outbreak of craziness and don on BRIGHT lipstick (either really blood red or black berry red - and end up looking like a ghost).
Anyway, while waiting for the photos to be uploaded in Photobucket, I'll go do some work.
After finally, THE PICTURES ARE UPLOADED! Now, recollection time.
Night time falls at around 4pm. By 4.15pm, which is equivalent to our local time 5.15pm, it was already very dark.
First night, I fell asleep at 5pm (Japan's time) upon reaching the hotel's room. The subsequent nights as well. I have no idea why I kept sleeping. Every time I board the coach, I snooze immediately. Once we check into the hotel (normally around 4pm as we end our day then), I'll kick everything aside and plonk on the bed. Jia lat, man. I feel like a pig. Eat and sleep and eat and sleep. I've just weigh myself. -Vomits blood and intestine- Seriously, it is time for diet.
After doing so many things, the second batch of photos are still taking their own sweet time in uploading themselves onto Photobucket. Shall take a short nap.
But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you're oughta stay