2001-07-12 - 12:50 a.m.
#81: No Need for a Break from a Break
Note to self: Okay, so I lied AGAIN about the "taking a break" thing. ^^;;; Let's just say I'll be writing this journal on an irregular basis. And no promises on that, either. O.o I should just learn to differentiate what can be put into the journal, and what can be left out to break up monotony. Ayup. So here I go! A new start into my journal writing! I am psyched for literacy! HAI! @_@ Wow, in reading all the sentences I've just written, I think I've discovered the innate ability to write in a disjointed manner. Oh dear. My brain has decided to write like a Chinese immigrant who learned all his language off the soundbites on television. Hey, wait....
You know how life has a weird way of sneaking up on you, dropping a pile of explosives in your lap, and then tearing like heck away from you? Like.... strange events only spoken of suddenly occuring right in front of your eyes? Or in otherwords: really, really, really weird coincidences that seemed to have happened because you asked for it by talking about it? Well, that kinda happened to me today, and I'm fairly sure I was awake at the time it happened. And I should really stop being all mysterious about this and actually say what I was meant to before I blow it all out of proportion. I really don't like being caught in a story where I am unable to give a satisfying twist ending. Of sorts.
Anyway, last night I was talking to Clara (Yes, another AAC night. This time I actually turned up on time instead of turning up 2 hours early. Not really a conscious choice, I just caught the late bus. -_-;;;) basically about anything and everything (.... I just realised just now that I was talking about myself a lot. Oh dear. @_@ Monopolising her time by talking about mine. Bad.) when the subject came up about the probablity of me having to move away from Auckland due to the fact that I was no longer attending University. I've written about this fact before in a previous entry (too lazy to find it, nyo) and while I was extremely worried about it at the time, it's kinda dropped off in the month or so since. It shouldn't have, considering the fact that my continued existence here in Auckland will be entirely decided by what I do and have done by the next time my father flies over here.... But you know me, "Out of sight, out of mind." And I am DEFINITELY out of the latter. -_-;;;; It's amazing how often my problems are suppressed by a bowl of ice cream and a movie. Whatever movie even, it doesn't have to be a good one, just so long as it takes my mind off the situation long enough that I only have a lingering memory of it hanging around in the back of my skull. This is a good reason for people not to believe whatever promises I make.... Including those I make to myself. But from now on, I resolve not to break any promises! I promise!
*tumbleweed* .... Right. Moving on.
So where were we? Yes, I was just talking to Clara about the moving house thing the day before, and just today I had the strangest and most threatening reminder that we could pack up and move at any moment. It was like.... If life were a TV show, this would be the part in the comedy sitcom where the music gets all dramatic, the audience "oooohs" and there is a cut to a commercial break to leave the home viewers hanging. So, in keeping with that idea, I shall now go to bed and leave you with the old joke, "How do you keep an idiot in suspense?". G'night!
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Sorry, in a weird mood. I think it has to do with giggling at the real Card Captor Sakura show opening while thinking about the fan made one.... Complete with grown Japanese men in pink skirts. Actually, that should be causing me more pain than it should laughter. In any case, when my mother came home in the afternoon after a day out today, she had some small news for me about our house. Apparently, some real estate agent wanted to buy our property. Which isn't actually all that new, to be honest.... We've had countless numbers of general offers to our house as well as others on the street. I guess the magnificent sunset views and size of the house are good enough to outweigh the fact that it's miles away from anything resembling civilisation. -.-;;; But then my mother went on to say that the real estate agent was representing a rich Taiwanese family who REALLY wanted our property, and our property in particular. So I asked my mother how much money were they willing to throw down to get our spot, and she replied that they (my parents) would seriously consider the offer if it was in the neighbourhood of 650 thousand or so.
CHA-CHING!
That would be like a profit of over 100 thousand if we managed to get that (we paid 520 thousand for this house. Had to take a mortgage out for it too, for a while) which be, well, NICE. Making a profit out of something and all in one go is always nice.... (and this is where I go....) BUT. But making that profit means moving away. Now that we have a confirmed interested buyer, the threat of leaving Auckland is looming closer.... I'm not feeling to happy like this. I'm not one for change that much, and like I mentioned before, I think I've probably moved house enough in one lifetime. Even if we were to sell this house and still stay in Auckland, it would still require packing a lot of boxes, moving those boxes and then unpacking those boxes again at a new house. And I'm too much of a lazy bugger to do that. ^_^ So like.... Not completely hapy with the turn of events here. I asked my mother to raise the price to 700 thousand, which she thought was fairly reasonable but I'm secretly hoping that the Taiwanese family will not. But at the same time I'm thinking that the big bundle of cash will be good. Erghhhh..... Which do I choose!? Money or security of home? Money or security of home? Actually, since my parents are in charge of this, I really don't have a say at all in this matter. So I guess I shouldn't bother about worrying. -_-;;;
There IS a way of staying in Auckland, should my parents decide to sell and move back to Australia.... But it all depends on ME. Me doing all those little things that actually show that I'm capable of some sort of independance and the ability to maintain and own my own home.... be it a house or a flat (highly likely the former). *sighs* I wish things didn't rely on me. I'm not really a reliable person, afterall. Gee, that sucks muchly. I think I'll stop here before I drown myself in a pool of my own self-piteous tears. @_@ I'm capable of doing that without even thinking about solving my problem. You'd think that at age 21, I'd have learned how to outgrow some of this teenage wishy washy angst, now wouldn't you? Maybe I'm trying to have a second chilhood? O.o Riiiiiiight. In which case, I have a few words to say to myself, "Ganbatte ne! Or I poke your eyes out of your sockets with my FIST!". At which point, I would laugh at myself because my ability to dish out pain is only matched by my ability to help save myself. This would be a good place to stop, I think.
On the plus side, I may be upgrading my system soon thanks to Kunfei, who wants to grab the Pentium III chip 550 off my computer and negotiate to get me a new 1Ghz Athlon processor with a new motherboard! And all I need to do is chip in 280 dollars! Isn't that super? Huh? Huh? Huh?
*cricket chirps*
Oh yeah, I forgot. The moving house thing. Need to feel sad..... Yes, concentrate on my pain.... Ohhhhhhhhmmmmmm....
