Perth...again

Almost exactly a year after my previous trip there, I decided to spend two months' worth of allowance on air tickets to down under again. You might have noticed the lack of posts here for the last couple of weeks and that's simply because nothing noteworthy was happening in my life. So I spent $750, which won't matter much in the long run anyway, and flew down to Perth to make something happen in my life.

The entries last year were arranged chronologically but I think I will do it thematically this time and what better subject to start off with than "Girls"?

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My salary amounts to roughly a cab ride, two bowls of noodles and one bottle of coke in Australia so I had to stay in Jules' dorm room for the duration of my trip. As a result, I got to experience a little bit of dorm life before I actually start my own University studies. To girls, the prospect of living in a dorm probably leads to a train of thought which goes something like "Cooking, washing, growing up, cleaning, new friendships" while for guys, "Girls, chicks, la chicas, women, food, girls" is usually the standard train of thought. A sexy, flesh-coloured train of thought.

Unfortunately, the Australian girls that I met there were quite...how shall I put it...I'm sure they're nice girls. However, there's this American exchange student living in my friends' flat and she's really...how shall I put it...in fact, I'll put it in any way possible. She probably lived in a similar climate back home hence her choice of casual attire includes a nicely-fitted t-shirt and a pair of shorts. Other than being exposed to dorm life, I was also exposed to her legs which were sculpted by sexy, sweaty gym time and tanned with the very essence of sex.

Through my conversations with Alex and Rob (Australian and American, respectively), it appears that she hasn't been a very good flatmate because of her lack of commitment to the chores around the house. Apparently, there were a couple of instances of her just walking away in the middle of Rob's response to her greeting of "How are you?" In his words, "She doesn't even bother to hide the fact that she doesn't care".

After talking to them for a while, I went on to do the dishes as it was just after dinner and the girl's American friend walked in. I'm pretty sure I just stood there with my jaw dropped for a minute because she was, if not more, as hot as American girl #1. As she walked past, I looked over to Alex and he gave me this grin with his thumbs up. Exactly what I thought: grin and a thumbs up.

So I continued washing my dishes and cursing my luck for doing such an unglamorous thing during that crucial "first impressions" moment, and it's not helping much that Asian men aren't exactly internationally reputed for being sexy (Thank William Hung, guys). And what do you know, another friend of the exchange student walks in, again, American and hot as shit. I just blurted out, "Are you fucking kidding me?" to Alex, who just did the same grinning face again.

While the three girls were talking in the hallway, Alex walked over to the kitchen area while looking at them and...right into the corner of a wall. Keep in mind that he has been living in that flat for more than half a year but it seems that hormones can severely fuck with your sense of navigation.

No, I do not have photos as that would be even beyond this level of creepiness that I'm exhibiting right now. Whatever it is, God bless American indeed.

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At the local beach, in the Fremantle area, we were just having fun, jumping around and taking silly photographs.



Yay whoopee jump around. Carry each other on your backs real fun yes.



Wait a minute, that looks...worthy of an investigation. Zoom and enhance.



Very nice.



Wah wah wee wah, I like very much. The hot girl and the other one then walked to the far end of the beach and proceeded to splash around in the water a little before running back and forth to their towel and I only had a point-and-shoot digicam with me then. I wanted to cry.