...-=To The Nasty Chatter=-..

Just because I didn't answer his online message he thought I've got issues and decided to send me an abusive email and abusive online message too. I said I was going to take a bath! But thanks for the Apple Tree poem anyway.

Girls
are like apples
on trees. The best ones
are at the top of the tree.
The boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they get the rotten apples-
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So, the apples up top think
something is wrong with them, when
in reality they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree.

Now Men.... Men are like a fine wine. They begin as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the shit out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with.

...-=STOP!=-...

I promise myself that I will not rush being in a relationship. No matter what! Even if it means being single on Christmas and New Years (never been single on both occassions)... nevermind Valentines Day as I dont really celebrate it. But I will not rush myself to go on another relationship just to be with someone... I am a much stronger person now... I am able to live a single life for a while. So I must wait.... until the right time and the right person comes along. I promise to concentrate on my career first and try to achieve the goals that I have set for myself (which includes saving money to buy a villa in Spain) and try to avoid the many sweet temptations in life that are sooooo easy to get!

This I promise I promise to myself.

hey.... I have no plans of switching sides yet... Okay?!!?

Men are the enemy... BUT I love the enemy.

...-=Uh-Oh!!!=-...

I'm expecting some problems at work soon. It may even start tomorrow, God knows. Murad, my area manager demoted someone from our store just to give me my position back. To make things worse, after faxing my letter of offer back to Head Office I didnt know that their fax machine sends out a report which includes the first page of the faxed letter... therefore Ben, the Manager, saw that I was getting paid more than him! I wasnt sure if he was kidding or not when he told the boys (while I was right next to him) "that Murad sent me to their store to help them with the store's figures, but now I'm causing them hassles." He said he was kidding then... but I also know when jokes are half meant. Anyway, I'm not going to say anything to Murad for now as I want to give Ben a chance. If anything, we should work as a team and therefore talk about the issues and resolve it before escalating the issue to Murad. We work together... not against each other. I know they're sad that Jaime decided to leave earlier than expected, but it wasnt my fault that Murad decided to do what he wanted to do.

Seriously, I'm not even going to worry about it for now... I'll just do my best for the store to hit their targets again and hopefully, things will work out well in the end.

Cross your fingers for me and wish me heaps of luck!!!!

...-=Re-Born Bannana???=-...

I was speaking to Bernie (one of my bestest friends) about how I dont feel like going out anymore but dont mind having quiet drinks with friends or even just going to a friends house for dinner and drinks. He said it might be just a phase... but he's somehow hoping that it's permanent as he wants me to settle down now too and concentrate on being a mature person who's responsible and who know's how to prioritize....

I agree with him!

This is why I love Bernie.....

*Need help pls: He is getting married next week to Belinda and I still havent got a present for him. They dont have a Bridal Registry and they have bought everything that they need for their new house. Any suggestions people..??

Off to work now.......

Ciao lovelies!

...-=First Date=-...

I went on a date tonight and I enjoyed my time with him... Mikey. We just talked and talked and talked and by the time I knew it it was time to go home. He then gave me a lift home... to my parents house! I dont normally do that! I used to not like them to know where my parents live cos then they'll be visiting them and before I knew it... my Mum likes "him" already then it's scary cos what if it doesnt last?

Mikey, I met him at MySpace. We just started writing emails to each other and then sms's then he was one of the first person who I messaged when I got home. He knows about Richard cos I did tell him about Richard when I was still in Spain. He's nice... good looking, a bit short though and I'm not really into short guys, but I think I can learn to like him. He is a very nice person. I dont know.... I'll just go with the flow but I dont want to rush thing. This time I'll take things slow. I dont think I'm ready for a relationship yet but like I said before, it happens when least expected.

I still cant believe that I chose to have dinner with him than go party at The Industrie tonight. That's quite a bit unusual dont you think?! Am I still the same girl or have I really changed? I dont miss the partying much anymore thats the thing. I dont mind going out for drinks as long as it's a quiet place where we can talk. Hmm... I'm starting to mellow down a bit. I think I'm preparing myself to settle down now. This is quite interesting for me....

...-=Back to Work=-...

Wish me luck on my first day at work. This will be pretty exciting! Hehehe... I will be a bit late going home tonight as I have to go to an event in the city. Hmm.. my first party. I wish I have my own flat so I can go unleash tonight...

To the guy who called me at 5:00am today, thaks for the wake-up call! I needed it. You're so cute sweety!

Ciao my lovelies!

Heading of to work.....

...-=Bondi=-...

Went to Bondi today and it was okay. Had coffee with friends and talked away. Mikey was smsing me the whole time and sent me a photo of himself looking hot and buffed. Lately we have been flirting on the phone. Hmm... *evil grin*!

*Hot Mikey*

Anyway, my friends were saying how brown I was, well I did spend a lot of time sun-baking in Spain. And we were walking along Campbell Pde. when a girl commented on how nice my tan was and where I had it done... I happily said, it was made in Spain! I sorta miss Spain, the weather here hasnt been that good. Sunny then cloudy then windy then a bit of rain. Seems like global warming is really affecting the world now and we should start looking after the environment. They have already started in England, like with proper recycling and preventing air pollution by riding bicycles going to work. I cant imagine Bondi being dirty. I for once am going to be living there soon too. I love Bondi, though some people think it's over-rated. Some people even think people who lives there are superficial and pretentious. There may be some of them... but not everybody are like that. So regardless of the flies and the packs of tourists who goes there everyday, I dont mind living there. I know I'll enjoy myself.

...-=My Favourite Photos=-...

Here are some of my favourite photos taken by me whilst in Europe:

Crocodile made of Sand at Estepona, Malaga- Spain

Bull ring at Ronda, Spain

Market Place- Poznan, Poland

Coolest Cow in Algarve, Portugal

The highest point of the Rock of Gibraltar

Kensington, London on a bright sunny day

...-=Another Late Night=-...

Good night Rich... twas nice chatting with you.
I'm sure you'll enjoy reading my blog.
Miss you... not London.
We'll be friends forever....
*Big Hug*Big Kiss*

...-=How Funny=-...

I would consider today as one of the happiest days of my life! *BIG SMILE* My sister just told me that my first love Oliver visited her site and is no longer good looking. Like he's now fat and well... married. I asked her if I can have a look at her website just to see for myself and voila! Just made the biggest discovery of my life! *Grins* *Big Smile* *Giggles*

When I was 17, I was going out with this really nice guy, Oliver. He was my first love. He had the sweetest smile that made me melt, really good sense of humour, very thoughtful and most of all, has the sweetest and nicest family I've ever met. I was so in love with him that I was so scared of sleeping with him thinking that if we break up, I'll lose my mind. Anyway, so we were going out for 2 years... he went to Dubai for 10 months to study and to stay with his Dad. But we were still together. When he got back from Dubai, he asked me if we can do the "deed". I tried, I swear to God, but when we were kissing, lying on his bed, I looked at his wardrobe mirror and saw my Mum's face saying "NO"! I stopped and told him that I'm not ready to do it yet. I asked him if he can wait for a few more months then we'll try again. He said he was okay with it so I thought everything was fine. Till one sunny day, whilst having coffee with my friends Jo-anne and Joy, a girl came up to me and told me that she was pregnant. I said how is that my concern, and she said because the father of the child is Oliver- my then bf. I was in shock I didnt know what to say. I was so scared to confront Oliver plus it was bad timing as it was our exams week at Uni. The day before I told him not to call me as I was going to be studying for the whole week. But when I heard the phone ring that night, I wanted to talk to him. I knew he'll be confessing about it... I was hoping that he'll confess cos I dont want him to lie to me anymore. I picked up, it was him... he asked me how I was and i can tell the sadness in his voice. (I know him so well!) I said I was fine, a bit tired but fine. Then I asked him whats wrong, and he just cried. He said he wanted to see me. I dont think I could that night. I still remember the feeling. I was crying too but not letting him know or notice. (I'm quite good at that!) Anyway, he said he was sorry... he didnt mean to hurt me.. he didnt know that it could happen. I asked him what he was talking about and then he told me that he got someone pregnant. So we broke up that night (despite his pleas... I had to do it for the kid.). I was so upset that I failed 4 of my exams. Couldn't eat or sleep. My first heartbreak! I moved on after 3 months. I forced myself to go out and meet new men. We kept in contact. We remained friends. He would call me when he's having some concerns or when he gets scared of his situation and I would calm him down. It was hard being friends with him when he has hurt me so much, but he needed me and I still care for him.

After 3 years, when I was with my then fiance Philip, I got a phone call from one of my my closest friends, Jo-anne. She said that Oliver's baby isnt his, but Paul's... (one of his mates). I got a bit sad. I actually cried. I felt sorry for him. I asked her if he knew and she said yes, he found out when Suede (the bitch) was giving birth as the real father told him. I wanted to call him and give him a hug, but thought maybe what he's doing is right, looking after a child that isnt his. So I thought I'd just leave it.

Today, I saw his profile at my sister's website. He left Suede and married a much more deserving girl. God knows what shit she has put through Oliver at that time! I just feel sad though cos after 2 yrs she gave birth to Oliver's son. So now there's 2 boys who doesnt have a father to grow to guide them. Funny though... I was so happy when I found out that he left her. She doesnt deserve Oliver. He's one of the nicest guy I've been with. Regardless if he cheated on me, he was so loving.

I'm glad that he's happy now. Congratulations to you Oliver- for a cute lil baby girl with your new wife! So very happy for you!!! =D

...-=And It Has Begun=-...

Hahahaha!!!

Anna Bannana is BAAAACKKK!!!!

Enough with the Bollocks!

Finally!!! I am in SYDNEY!

...-=Holiday Pics=-...

Finally got the time to upload pics here from my holiday. I'll try my best to post as many as I can without making it look like funny and messy.


We'll start of with London. That's me with Iris. We went to Soho the day I arrived. Wanting to enjoy my first day trying not to feel jet-lagged.
























We then went to a dress-up shop and went crazy there trying on clothes and masks. It was way heaps cool!

Twas quite a funny day. I met 5 Aussie people from Soho, they're all on a working holiday and will all be coming back this summer. Some of them are already back actually. I got a phone call from Kenzie yesterday and he wants me to go to Melbourne before Christmas. That will be great I reckon... will be able to get my mind off things. I haven't been "present" at the moment and I really hate it.

Anyway, I still have loads more pics to upload here but have to find a proper way of doing it as this is a bit messy. Wait for more pics soon....

Anna x

...-=London Time=-...

Just finished chatting with Richard, oh it's freakin 4:25am! Great, and I was meant to meet up with Anita today for lunch!

He said he was thinking about moving to Sydney but if he'll do that he wont be able to afford paying off his boat and his car in London. Plus not to forget his mortgage. He said that if I want to go back to London I can. I have got nothing to lose. Just $2100 for my plane fare.

Why is it that everytime he tells me to move to London I hesitate? I know I dont really love him, cos otherwise I wouldn't even have second thoughts about it. I know that I like him though... because I cant stop thinking about him. But it's probably because I have no one at the moment and I like the attention that he's giving me.

I just dont like it when he tells me what to do. Like when he doesnt want me to wear my thongs (flip-flops) when going to the market. Or I have to paint my nails at least once a week. I have to always wear make-up. I cant tie my hair in a plain pony-tail. All these because he wants me to look good not just for him but for his friends too. I must admit, he's got celebrity friends and of course he wants me to look good all the time. But what if I dont feel like wearing make-up? What if I dont feel like dressing up and just wearing my shorts and thongs? What if I dont feel like painting my nails because I just dont feel like it? It's too much effort. I mean I know he said that I'm beautiful, but why do I still have to put extra effort for his friends?

These are the things that I cant deal with right now. Although I know that I will have a very good life if I'll be with him.. I know I wont be happy... Cos my he cant by my love... cos it doesn't cost a thing.

I miss him though. But maybe I should just move on and stop wasting my time thinking about him and our supposed to be future together. I have learnt from that mistake already and I have been doing that mistake for the past 3 years. It's time to break out from the bad habit... it's still not too late... I'm still a young dog and can still learn new tricks.

London... Richard...
6:55pm- I am still on London Time...
But after a few weeks, the grayness and dullness of it all will fade away...
And I'll once again enjoy the sunny skies of beautiful Sydney.

Gray Bannana

...-=A Song for Sport=-...

Richard gave me a cd of James Morrison before I left London. I remember him singing this song even before I left London to go to Poland and when we were at the beach at Marbella drinking tinto verano. I never thought much about it before but now that I have read the lyrics, I think it was quite sweet of him.

Why is it that we always want to be with someone when we cant have or be with them anymore..???

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*


You Give Me Something
James Morrison

You want to stay with me in the morning
You only hold me when I sleep,
I was meant to tread the water
Now I've gotten in too deep,
For every piece of me that wants you
Another piece backs away.

'Cause you give me something
That makes me scared, alright,
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try,
Please give me something
'Cause someday I might know my heart.

You already waited up for hours
Just to spend a little time alone with me,
And I can say I've never bought you flowers
I can't work out what the mean,
I never thought that I'd love someone,
That was someone else's dream.

'Cause you give me something
That makes me scared, alright,
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try,
Please give me something,
'Cause someday I might call you from my heart,
But it might me a second too late,
And the words I could never say
Gonna come out anyway.

'Cause you give me something
That makes me scared, alright,
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try,
Please give me something,

'Cause you give me something
That makes me scared, alright,
This could be nothing
But I'm willing to give it a try,
Please give me something
'Cause someday I might know my heart.
Know my heart, know my heart, know my heart

...-=Post Holiday Syndrome=-...

So, I'm now back home... but somehow I feel quite a bit lost or more of spaced-out really. Spoke to Mikey today cos I needed re-assurance. Told him I sometimes think that I've made a wrong decision about going back home but he said that it's just post holiday syndrome. Richard messaged me today saying that he misses me... I miss him too... LOTS! Cant wait to go out... staying in drives me crazy. I just have to get over the jet-lag though, my body clock has gone hay-wire! Cant sleep or eat. I dont mind the eating bit... I have put on 3 kilos and need to lose it soon! But sleep... I cant not have my sleep. I really miss Spain though. I miss the beach and the marina. I miss having my coffee and reading my book while checking out the hot guys. Oh... the Spanish guys... I like them. They're so very straight-forward. If they like you they'll let you know. They'll try to make eye contact and once your eyes connects thats it! They'll approach you and start talking to you no matter if you speak Spanish or not. They will not care... as long as they get to talk to you and get your name and let you know that they thino back that you're pretty. I wish guys here in Sydney are like them... European guys are the best! Hmmm... will definitely go back to Spain.

Have I told you... I miss Richard?

Pictures will be posted soon. Xxx

...-=Home Sweet Home??? The Day I Was called Eye-Candy=-...

So, I'm finally back home in Sydney. Wednesday was quite a hectic day. Here's the itenerary:

6am- wake up to go to Malaga airport. My flight was at 11am but we had to avoid the trafic and buy last minute stuff.

9am- arrived at the airport. My luggage was 11K's over the baggage limit. Therefore will cost me 7.50 Euro's per kilo. Decided to leave some of my stuff as I WILL GO BACK TO SPAIN anyway.

10am- said goodbye to aunty, uncle and nan... very sad. almost cried. had a last look of the mountains of Andalucia.. twas so pretty.

1:30pm- plane arrived at Stansted. Saw this tall guy smiling at me. Oh, yes it was Richard. Gave him a hug and told him to stop giving me "that look". It makes me melt! Asked him who's X5 he was driving.. he said he borrowed it to show of to me... twas his car though as it has Oxford's insignia. Very modest man.

2pm- went back to Kensington to refresh myself. Was told off by Richard as I didnt "do my nails". He said we're having late lunch with his friend Peter.

2:45-4;30pm- Met Peter Schmeikel. Dont know if I spelt his name properly... probably not. He was a goal keeper of Man Utd not so long ago. Gosh he was very TALL and BIG. And is very good looking for his age!!! Went to Nobu for lunch. Food was great, saw a Black Amex coming out from Richards wallet. I'm assuming that the food was very expensive. Said goodbye to Peter. He was very nice. According to Richard his son is more good looking... I bet he is!

5pm- Left Kemsington. We took Heathrow Express as the traffic was bad. I had to check-in by 7pm so it was smart to take the tube instead. Richard dropped me off and waited until I went to security check. Arrived at almost 6pm so we had time to talk. He said some really sweet things... I thought he was very nice. He gave me a James Morrison cd. I told him I was sad that I was leaving but he said he wasnt convinced. He was saying something about me being silly and stuff. Told him to stop nagging me. He kissed me afterwards. made me realize... Gosh... I'm so over him... so over Mark too! I finally got to the point where I dont really want to be in a relationship. Wow! That's a great achievement for me! Haha!!! :)) He told me that he'll give me a call on Saturday... told him to call me on Monday instead as I'll be jet-lagged and will not be in the mood to talk. He said I'm hopeless.. and that if I wasnt an eye-candy he'll tell me to bugger off. Hmm... eye-candy. That's new... I've been called other names but not eye-candy. He tried to give me a kiss again... turned my cheek. gave him a hug instead. Goodbye Richard... I almost loved you....

10pm-left to go to Dubai.

23 hours later.....
I'm now back in Sydney. Twas nice to see my family. Called my bestfriends, Anita, Bernie and Vahe. Will be catching up with them sometime next week. For now, I'll be going to bed to catch up on some sleep then spend time with my family.

I'm back!!! The adventure is over... or not! Life is a big adventure... now it's time for a new chapter...!!!

...-=London=-...

Why am I writing about London again you might think..? Well, it's because I want to write a list as to why I'm not going to stay in London.

1. The bloody place gets too cold and depressing.
2. People get sad and gets lonely when it's cold and depressing.
3. I have proof that London's cold weather is bad for people who are used to warm weather.

Here's my proof:

I have a friend who lives in London. He tried to commit suicide today. Reason... I am not really quite sure as I wasnt able to speak to him properly. He has been sedated so he was a bit groggy when I called.

I will see him on Thursday... I'm very sad today.

Get better Oliver... I'm always praying for you.

...-=The Quest for the Portugese Chicken=-...

Whilst in Portugal, I was craving for the roast Portugese chicken... you know the ones that they have in Petersham..? Okay, if not it's similar to Nando's or Oporto's. I was dying to have a bite of the original version... cooked in Portugal... eaten in Portugal! Problem was... we couldn't find one! My uncle Alfred and I have been looking for it for almost half the day after going to the beach and we were starving. My aunty Elsie and Nan was happy to just have a ham and egg sandwich... we (uncle and I) prefer not to! Like I said, we're in Portugal and we'll eat Portugese food! Bacalao... was on the offer... not really a big fan of it! I was really craving for the Peri-Peri Chicken! After 4 hours of looking for it... we finally found one! It's called Piri-Piri Chicken! There was a problem though... dinner doesnt start till 8PM... the Portuguese have late dinners too! Funny thing was, we havent had lunch yet... just a tart and coffee! So... we had to wait for an hour and a half to eat. My aunty was laughing at us... "that's what you get for being fussy about your food- you get hungry!" So I then ordered tea instead... and watch football. Trying to divert my mind off my hunger. Then I decided to make eye-contact with the waiter (who couldnt speak English and Spanish) and gave him this really really sad and hungry look... he got the message and said in broken Spanish that he will try to open the restaurant early for dinner. I said "obrigado" (thank you in Portugese) and voila! 15 min later... the restaurant was open! He asked me what I wanted... Piri-Piri Chicken por favor and Mateus Rose wine.

Was full, happy and contented after that nice dinner! For dessert... I just had 2 small blocks of Magnum dark chocolate... hmmm.... it really did go well with the wine! I slept peacefully that night... dreaming of the Portugese tarts that I saw earlier at the marina....

The next day, we went shopping. I bought some presents... but I know who will be the happiest... my sister Francesca who's a big fan of Cristiano Ronaldo! Franesca, I got you a Portugal soccer jersey and a scarf! Hope that makes you happy!

I had a ball... sun-baking in Algarve and eating lotsa chicken and tarts afterwards. Portugal... nice place to be! Hey... also noticed that their men are a lot hotter looking than the Spanish!!!! Que guapo!

See you soon mi amigos!!!!

...-=Almost Over Now=-...

So... my holidays is almost over now. 16 more days then I'll be heading back to Sunny Sydney (or is it really sunny there?). Will be going to Portugal this weekend for my Nan's birthday then go to Rhonnda on the 19th then fly to London the 23rd... I'll be back on the 25th of November at 7am. Will be staying my family for a few days then look for a flat.

Anyone free for coffee on that Saturday...???

...-=Manchester United=-...

I dedicate this post to my lil sister Francesca....

Last night I was a bit bored so I decided to go to Casemates and have a drink at an English Pub. Manchester Utd was playing against Copenhagen with 20 min to go... score was nil all. Somebody tried to score a goal from Man Utd but missed it due to poor calculations! Then in 73 min, Allback from Copenhagen scored a goal... due to Ferdinand's poor pass! I laughed... but started cheering Man Utd as I can just imagine my sister's pain! Cristiano Ronaldo got the ball... tried to score a goal... didnt happen. And once again is starting to lose his temper... adding to it the crowd who was boo-ing him! He tried to score another goal... didnt happen... he then abused the referee who then gave him a yellow card... I can just imagine my sister's reaction to that! Man Utd wasn't playing so very well.... and I was laughing and cheering them at the same time! The guy who was sitting right next to me at the bar was so amazed at how enthusiastic I am about football... but then asked me if I was cheering for Man Utd really as I laugh everytime they miss a goal... I said yes.. I'm cheering for Man Utd. Then Rooney got the ball and passed it on to Ronaldo, who almost scored a goal... only if he wasnt off side!!! Oh no!!! I told Chris (the guy at the bar)... they will really kill him now!!! You can see the anger on Rooney's face! With 2 min left on the game... what are the chances of them scoring a goal!

Anyway, Copenhagen won the game. I'm happy for them (really hot players!). Chris asked me if I was a Man Utd fan cos I dont look like it. I said no... I'm a Chelsea fan... I only go for the champions! But was cheering for Man Utd for my sis... didnt want her to start of her day in Uni with a sad loss to Copenhagen who hasnt even scored a goal for the Champ League... well... they do now... thanks to Man Utd's poor game.

And yes Francesca, before you say anything about me supporting Leeds before... I only went for Leeds then cos I was being a supportive gf... but I'm no longer with the Leeds fan am I..???

Go Chelsea!!!

...-=Bad Behaviour=-...

My friend Vannia arrived in London this afternoon and Richard went to pick her up at the airport (I called him to ask him that favour... didnt talk about the staying in London bit though). She just called me now to tell me that "My man is quite good looking and hey... very well off! Maybe you really should stay with him....". Hmmm... didnt like that comment at all. I told her... Richard is no longer my man... we broke up when he got back in London remember..?! And that attitude of her... I dont like it! Thats the kind of attitude that brought her all of her problems... (Vannia... not happy girl!) Money doesnt really attract me to a guy. Yeah... he may be driving a swanky car, own a boat and a nice flat in London... but what good will he do to me?!!? The fact that he tries flare my anger so we can have a bit more passion afterwards is quite sick I think... for Vannia, that's quite exciting! Hmmm... I dont want to live with a person like that.

Anyway, Vannia is staying with Rich for 2 days then she'll be flying to Malaga to see me.... I'm expecting more "interesting stories" from her when she gets here....