Dear Everyone

This is a post split into many different posts,
you 'll have to try and figure out
what was when, and when is now.
(confused ah?)

I have no time to do separate posts and change time
and date la, so exercise your mind
use your imagination a bit.
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Much news.
Have you had enough of Denmark?
How would you like to go to Wales?
Yes, Wales, UK
Penarth, Cardiff to be even more precise.

Well whether you like it or not,
we're going, in something like 11 days.

I decided to do my TEFL in Wales
while I aupair, seemed the best choice
study and have at least some income

Those concerned about teenaged boys and puberty
well, I'll bet it'll be interesting (;
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I am on my hands and knees oiling the wooden floors
MTP has a list of things that need to be done
before I leave, I'll gladly do them

Oiling the floors means your hands
and knees are oily-sticky

It also means that when
your IPOD decides to switch to a playlist
featuring R Kelly, Usher, Jagged Edge & Jodeci
you won't be able to change it
thus you will be stuck working listening
to songs about 'going somewhere we can be alone'
'promise I'll eat you if you take your clothes off'
'daymn you look sooo fine'
'pull up anticipating good love, don't keep me waitin'
these songs are great but not-so when one
is horny as a hare and hasn't had s...

well lets just not go there.
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Its pouring cats, dogs and pigeons,
never seen it so heavy here
its icy-like
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Who the fark wrote 'Aja Smells' in my notebook(paper)?
which one of YOU?
huh?
I don't. You do!
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Mtp and I were without internet for 2 days
last weekend
two.whole.days.
at this already extremely stressed period of my life
can die.

Went to her parents house to check my email
then we let BBB there and went for lunch, chinese place
"This is so funny," says MTP
regarding our buffet choices
"A chinese girl eating danish food,
A danish girl eating chinese food"

I pile my plate like a typical malaysian, when I get back
MTP says "You can go back you know?"
Malu, yo!
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Everyday MTP asks me whether I've decided what to do
but I am stressed and weighing endless options
and want to have my cake and eat it

Saturday she actually called me 'sweetheart'!

Then later she came into my room as I sat
on my bed completely surrounded by my
13 new english books *pumps fist in air*
trying to escape into them

I put the one I'm holding down
the cover flips up, then I weigh it down with the remote
and promptly pile a few others on top of
each other so their covers don't flip up
when I look up, MTP is watching me
"I hate it when my covers flip up too," she says
then we laugh, at the weirdness of us.
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I am sitting at 'Le Chat Noir'
Eurasian-Chinese girl, French cafe, Copenhagen
Can't understand danish but un peu du Francais

I am confused out of my mind
J3 is right, the thought of
not knowing where my plans lay for the
next year sends me in to a panic-stricken franticness

I take out a pen and paper
start listing down my options

across the road, a band starts in the rival local pub
Beatles songs

a little girls walks pass me, clad only in
green polka-dot underwear and spectacles

inside I can hear Sean and Frederik playing
foosball the balls muffled thudding into the faded wood

water beads on my glass of wine,
diluted liquid gold

there is a soft breeze, and the sun is warm on my skin

beside me and old man sits
ankle socks in sandals, reading

My mind begins to relax, unfurl
this is where I finally make my decision.