More than a decade ago...

Half a yr since my last entry &; you all womder just what has kept me busy (or you don't), but either wat... I now find myself back to BD- a place I hvnt been to in more than a decade.

And so it follows (from a friend's suggestion) that I'm blogging about my "new" experience.

So here it is Emu... specifically for your enjoyment (or boredom)

Day 0: Plane journey was the worst (though I hv no prior experience to compare with). Examples of horridness: Stopover in Brisbane at midnight for an hr or more... 5/6 hr transit in Bangkok airport... aggravating BD passangers sitting behind us from bangkok to Dhaka... and a sleepless 24hrs (but at least they didnt starve us). When we finally landed in BD airport, I was shocked to be able to see above people heads!! I feel so tall here... towering over others is a new/novel experience for sumone who's as short as I am...

*Disclaimer: use of the word "towering" may be a slight exaggeration*

Day 1: went to aunty's place... heard the loudest bang!! Louder than fireworks on new yrs eve at the harbour bridge... thought we were all going to die (or at least that buldings were going to crumble!!) but no. It was apparently "only" an electric wire or transformer blowing up, thus ensuring a few thousand people went without electricity for a night (or 2).

Day 2: Bounced around from my mum's family's place to my dad's relatives place... (re-)met many ppl whom I had totally forgotten!!... can't be bothered writing the rest...

Day 3: hv caught cold/ fever from I dont know where (at the moment, am blaming  cousin who everyone insists that I resemble a lot - though we beg to differ)...

will write more when throat/joints stop aching...

thats it for now Emu...

It means RUBBER SANDALS!!

It's always a good idea to begin with definitions... clear the air before bagging out folks & all.



Tool (Aussie slang): an idiot; a fool

Thongs: rubber sandals (called flip-flops in New Zealand on account of the noise they make when walking).



It took me 2 & a bit years to complete the picture, but it's now ready for all you folks out there (ok, there's only you, Emu) to have a read-through. Years of people-watching & psychology-studying has led me to conduct an in-depth analysis of what you are about to read below.

It's the phenomenon I've dubbed "The Tool in Thongs" (AKA) Your average Sydney Uni student (of the male variety).





The Tool in Thongs:



Summer dress code is as follows (let's follow a bottom-up examination here):



Thongs are the ONLY way to go(if you're not in thongs, you're a tool). Going barefoot is marginally acceptable.

NEVER wear long pants, but if you must, then only jeans are acceptable (as long as they're 10 sizes too big & halfway down your thighs thus allowing a spectacular view of your boxer shorts). However, shorts are ideal (also preferebly 10 sizes too large).

T-shirts must be light, short-sleeved & taken off at 5mins to midday... no need for sun-protection, skin cancer can be worried about when you're older, but if you're well-muscled, sunscreen may be used to show-off abs/biceps/triceps & all other muscles in the upper body region.

The hair is the most important. Appearance MUST reflect the just-rolled-off-bed-and-ran-hand-through-hair look. Also accpetable is the have-neglected-hygeine-for-2-weeks look, but research has found that the latter is not as attractive to either sex.

Accessories are frowned upon, unless they're sunglasses or mobile phones (which are ESSENTIAL).

Bags are only for freaks & geeks.

A pen will suffice (along with wallet & mobile).

Lack of paper/notebook provides ideal opportunity to borrow from the hot chik next to you, which in turn paves the way for introductions & an exchange of numbers.



Autumn & Spring dress code is almost the same, except that the T-shirt must not be taken off & walking barefoot is no longer acceptable. Shorts are still all the go & bags will always be for freaks & geeks only.







So that's the end of my analysis... I don't understand this phenomenon, I just know that this is it.

Riley (melodically speaking): "Hello"

Nameless, but nicknamed: Flutterfly, my new baby cousin... she is a she & an adorable little she, at that.
DOB: 9th Decmeber 2006

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