Things to do/buy/get:
2 orders of various wursts
1 carton Marlboro Lights (duty free)
1 bottle Schnapps
1 order of 'anything pretty' (that's alot of help...)
1 deck of playing cards from Thai International Airways (Don't ask..)
Update my blog regularly (hehehehe...)
Photographs of pretty girls (rolling my eyes)
5 pax Myojo Chicken flavoured instant noodles & 1 pax Instant pancake Mix (these to be brought over... three guesses who these are for)
All the above, by the way, are requests from my beloved friends and family. I will therefore try my utmost best not to disappoint any of you.
Monday, May 30, 2005
Saturday, May 28, 2005
With only 6 days remaining till I board flight TG920 to Frankfurt, I am antsy as hell... My tickets are tucked away safely in my desk drawer, together with my passport and my to do/buy list, and not to mention, my German phrase book (seeing that I'll be moving around on my own, I might as well equip myself with some basic German). All my earlier plans have gone down the drain 'coz Jochen will be working while I'm there, and can't get any days off. So I'll have to be content with discovering Frankfurt am Main and its neighbourhoods instead of canoeing and swimming in Lake Constance. :(
So I did a little research to see what the financial metropolis has to offer (besides the 400 banking institutions scattered around the city) and found a wealth of museums (with a significant number lining the River Main), palaces, churches and gallaries to wander through, a flea market that opens every Saturday (Oh help!!!), the zoo and a 20 acre Botanical garden. The nightlife and shopping are supposed to be one of the highlights of the city, with the Zeil being hailed as Germany’s equivalent to New York’s Fifth Avenue. Unfortunately from what I hear, Frankfurt is frightfully expensive and shopping really isn't my thing... except maybe picking up stuff from the flea market... :) The city's also known for its numerous festivals and open-air events that it hosts regularly. Looking forward to catching the Wilhelmstrassenfest Theatrium, one of the country's most exclusive street festivals, and the Sommerfest, which features on a week-long feast for gourmands.
Altstadt (Old Town) is said to be the 'hauntingly beautiful medieval quarter' of Frankfurt, with Gothic buildings that include historic landmarks such as the Imperial Hall, Romerberg Square and the old Jewish Quarter.
A little away from the hustle and bustle is the Frankfurter Stadtwald where one can enjoy a little bit of Mother Nature with a stroll through the forest and then end it off with a beer at the huge beer garden; and the Lohrberg, a 1935ft high hill that provides a great opportunity for a breathtaking panoramic view of the Frankfurt skyline and the entire Rhine-Main region.
Well, I suppose I have enough to keep me occupied. And if I don't I still have Heidelberg and Hanau, which are less than an hour away.
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Thursday, May 19, 2005
Just received a panicked e-mail from Jochen regarding his interview. HE MISSED IT!!! And you know why?? Because he was HERE surprising ME! Oh my God, how is it possible for things to get this screwed?? Apparently the school had been trying to CALL him, and even sent him a letter regarding the interview, but since he was out of the damn country they obviously weren't able to reach him. What I don't get is why they hadn't tried to get in touch via e-mail. That was the mode used in all prior correspondence. The interview was held on the 10th of May. Anyway, the director of the MBA programme added that they would re-schedule interview just for him (they made that very clear) and that he should contact the school immediately. Geeez! I don't know if I should scream or pray... I think I'll do both. AAAAAARGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!
Update: Everything's confirmed, interview resceduled for Monday 23rd. Whew...
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Monday, May 16, 2005
Man i didn't realise how long it's been since I've posted anything!!! Almost a month! I have a VERY good reason for that, though :) My baby flew in from Germany and surprised me!!! I was totally bowled over and just stood in the corner staring at him, speechless, mainly because I was trying to swallow my tears of joy. I had the best two weeks ever! And now I'm counting down the days till we see each other again. ( He left last night). Lemme just give a not-so-brief rundown on what happened :D
A week before he arrived, he told me that he had mailed me a package and that I should receive it on Sat. He refused to elaborate further on the contents, save for hints like "... it would be advantageous if you had strawberries with you when you receive your surprise" and "... don't wake up with a hang-over on Sat". How mysterious!!! I was killing myself trying to guess. But it was like trying to squeeze water from a rock! Anyway, Saturday morning saw me begging my sister to stay home so that there'd be someone around when Mr. Postman came-a-knocking. Unfortunately, she had to go to work, but not before very confidently assuring me that my parcel would be waiting for me by the time I get home. I was not at all convinced and with a heavy heart, left for school. Thinking I would have to wait till Tuesday to pick up my little surprise from the Post Office, I decided to attend a company BBQ instead of rushing home as I'd planned to earlier in the morning. Just as I was about to leave school, Jochen sent me an SMS asking me if I was home. I told him my plans and his reply literally froze me to my chair. "Come home, honey... Trust me." I didn't know what to think at that point. Could it be possible that he was waiting for me at home??? Or did I miss him so much that I was willing to believe that he would actually come down! I decided to test him by sending an SMS asking if I should still get the strawberries even if I hadn't received my parcel. His incoming message read, "Forget the strawberries and go home! I'm so excited I can't wait!". That was it, I dropped everything, and in my haste, coulnd't seem to locate my damn shoes, so I went home barefoot.
The taxi ride seemed to take forever! My heart was racing, my palms were sweaty and a thousand thoughts were racing through my head. What if he wasn't there? I would be so crushed! The few minutes it took me to walk from my front door to the bathroom door (to wash my filthy feet) were the most agonising of all! I was so excited and nervous at the same time, I was almost hyperventilating. I walked past my bedroom and felt the air-conditioning from under the closed door. OH MY GOD!!! *Breathe breathe* I kept telling myself. I'd managed to force myself into the act of washing my feet, (why i did that i dunno) when I heard a knock on the half-open bathroom door. My gaze darted to the mirror hanging over the sink and an all too familiar arm greeted me in the reflection. I had the weirdest reaction ever, I think. Instead of throwing myself at him in embrace, I moved backward and pressed myself into the corner of the bathroom, as though I was afraid that if I got too close he would shatter into a million pieces and he would've been nothing but an illusion. He looked a little taken aback and kinda worried... poor guy. Of course after I'd sufficiently convinced myself that he really WAS there, i just held on to him for dear life! Of course after that, it was 2 weeks of pampering and bliss, and I was the happiest gal alive.
And THAT'S why I've not blogged in almost a month :D
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