Pollyana Cowgirl

Under the weather

Ahh choo! Eh- hum!
*Limps*

Crap. The potent combination of Arabian smoke with my Oriental lungs is really starting to take its toll on my throat. Shisha with wine? Plus that pre-dinner bubur ayam, and that post dinner Saturday night indulgence of oven-baked-pita-chips-with-herb-butter. Sinful, but it was a Saturday!

The last week of term, almost synonymous with a cacophony of deadlines, last minute marking, scrambling for lost worksheets. Nothing that I cannot handle, but everything I rather not encounter. Countdown 4 days.

Friday. I think I will most certainly be on the verge of erupting with excitement the entire day. The touchdown.

Finally. I have been looking forward to the visit, the opportunity to catch up with all the happenings in the lives of Mummy, Mal and me. I have been racking my brains for the perfect holiday schedule for them. To cater to their shopping inclinations, beauty regimes and tastebuds will be a dizzying rendition of creativity and patience on my part. But, really, no one knows me like the two most important people in my life. And, really, I would even give up healthy food for them.

The next few days will be spent primming my little apartment, cleaning and doing a pre-holiday prep-trip to ensure that I will not get lost with them while bringing them around.

I wonder what Mummy and Mal will say about Jakarta. What will they say about how I live my life here. And, of course, the rather important question...

Honesty is Mummy's policy.
I can`t wait. I can`t wait. I can`t wait.

Woo!

posted by Poot @ 7:38 AM