Blogger's Block

I haven't been able to think of anything interesting to blog about (not that anything I blog about is ever interesting) but I have realised that although I am the ultimate disher of sarcasm (Queen of Sarcasm, Mable? ha), I find it very hard to pick it up on. This whole week when I've been talking to the other volunteers at the Apia International, I've had to ask them "Are you being sarcastic?" several times through out the conversation!! There was one time where I didn't pick up on it at all. This guy was like "Oh my gad, I'm so cold!" and it was BOILING hot right. I was just like "ARE YOU SERIOUS? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?" and he's like "YEAH, IT'S SO COLD" and I still didn't realise until he told me he was being sarcastic. But hey, Sheldon Cooper has an IQ of like 300 and can't pick up on sarcasm so maybe I'm just really, really, really intellectually inclined (I freaking wish!). So now I understand when people don't pick up on my sarcasm because a.) I use my normal tone of speaking and b.) I don't make it clear that I'm being sarcastic. Me? Sarcastic? NEVER!

A Ballin' Time

Watching Juan Martin del Potro and Marcos Baghdatis tomorrow yeowwwwwwwww!!!!

Apia International Sydney - Day One!!

As a volunteer of the tournament, I got two ground passes which gave me access to all areas except for Ken Rosewall Area. Before I went, I was just like "oh, I might get a glimpse of a famous player" because I didn't want to get my hopes up and be uber disappointed but BOY WAS I WRONG! It seems as though as soon as I got there, famous players were left and right (not literally)! When we went to the practise courts, the first player we saw training was World No. 1 in Women's Singles, Caroline Wozniacki! She is even prettier in real life and we just stayed there and waited for her to finish training but as soon as she got off the court, everybody was yelling "Caroline, Caroline, over here, over here" and she seemed really tired so I just didn't bother. She was literally 2cm from my face though!!!! I was completely awestruck! When I was watching her train, I couldn't grasp on to the idea that it was really her! The World No. 1 in the world was breathing the same air as me. We didn't get her autograph because Precy's permanent marker didn't even work!! Stupid lil feg (we had to buy a tiny one later with no brand for $3.50. zzz)!! After Wozniacki got off, Victoria Azarenka (World No. 3) came on to that court to train and Li Na was in the court adjacent to ours! And then we decided to check out the other courts and we went to one with not much of a crowd yet and we were like "who the hell is that?" and then Precy was like "He looks like a mini-Baghdatis" and he was really close to us so he heard and then he chuckled!! That is when we realised, IT WAS MARCOS BAGHDATIS!!!!!! And then I wondered who he was versing so I looked at his shoes and they were non other than LLEYTON HEWITT'S shoes!! At this point, I was hyper-ventilating. I COULD NOT BELIEVE I WAS ONLY A FEW METRES AWAY FROM THE LEGENDARY BAGGY AND AUSSIE ICON HEWITT! So we just watched them for a bit, went back to Li Na and Azarenka and got their autographs and then went back to Baghdatis & Hewitt's training session. They trained forevzzzzzzzzzz man! We kept leaving and coming back and they still were not finished! But once we came back, Hewitt was gone and it was just Baggy training with his coach. I'm so devo I didn't get a photo or autograph from Hewitt! He is just such an Aussie legend! But we waited around for Baggy and I got a photo with him and Precy got his autograph (WHICH HAS A SMILEY FACE, HOW CUTE) and these girls asked for his towel. Why didn't I think of that? It would have been hella stinky but still, it was his towel! Baghdatis is so good looking now! He cut off his long, girl hair and he looks so much younger now. I really hope that he wins the tournament because he is such a sweet guy, fully signing everything and taking photos GAHHH! Well, I want Isner to win as well. Today wasn't the best that it could have been because I missed the person that I came to see, JOHN ISNER from the USA! This kid that I met got his autograph so that means he was around somewhere!! Oh well, I do have the rest of this week to find him and crawl under his legs (because he is a giant). Omg, then we spotted Juan Martin Del Potro!!! DEL FREAKING POTRO!!! He is a giant as welllllll, like literally 2m+, he lifted up his shirt and then he looked around and realised people were looking and he had this shy look on his face but then he started flexing his ab muscles!! LOL *droooooooooooooooooooooooool* Why are South Americans so darn attractive? WHY BITCH WHY!

This post has a bajillion errors because I am still recovering from post celebrity mode (whatever the fuck it's called) and I am dying because I still have a whole week to go!! I will not say that I died and went to heaven yet because I still have my centre court tickets for Wednesday and I still have to hunt down John Isner. Once those two are complete, I can safely say that I have died and gone to heaven. After a week of feeling like shit, I couldn't ask for a better opportunity to release my inner fangirlism that I have for tennis players. From Lidcombe and on wards, all you could hear was people talking about tennis players and I just kept thinking "YES, I AM HOME". I have never been surrounded by so many tennis fanatics in my life and it felt so freaking good!!! All of my efforts put into watching every match over the past 6 years haven't been freakish at all!! I strongly recommend for anyone that is even remotely interested in tennis to purchase a ground pass for $12.90 because you get access to all areas except for centre court and all the players are always training and doing stuff for the media, and it's such a good vibe all around. ARGH! No time to proof read this because tomorrow is Kid's Day and I have to be there by 8am tomorrow! Thanks to track work, I have to leave my house at 6!!! AND I STILL HAVEN'T STUDIED OR FINISHED MY HOMEWORK FOR TRUONG.

OH, and Ana Ivanovic and Jelena Dokic were on centre court today so we didn't get a chance to see them and where the freaking hell was Richard Gasquet?!!!

Sydney Ready? Play.

Many of you may or may not already know that I'm going to be volunteering at the Apia International Sydney this coming week and today was the orientation/training day. I'm going to be volunteering in the Kids Interactive Zone where they have all these tennis activities set up for kids (when they say kids, they mean from babies to freaking adults). They have ball machines set up for people to try and hit targets with, they have the ray guns set up to measure how fast your serves are, you can rally against a 'brick wall' (which is actually foam or something) and there are mini courts set up. It's really fun!! If you have the chance, Monday the 9th of January is the 'Kids Day' where kids 16 and under get free entry into the venue (normal entry into the venue would be $12.90 anyway), you should head to Sydney Olympic Park Tennis Centre! It is really fun, free and the Aquatic Centre is only a few metres away! Volunteers full get free food and drinks and get to have lunch in this air-con place where as other people have to suffer in the heat!!! I cannot wait until my first shift which is on Monday but I have to be at Olympic Park at 8am and there is track work which means I have to wake up super duper early!! ): FREAKING SHITTY RAIL.

Yup, there's my pro shirt (we have a short sleeve and a long sleeve one), my hat and my accreditation pass. That's right bitches. I have a VIP pass. 

365 Grafeful Project

As I was munching away at my uberly bland cornflakes this morning, I was watching Sunrise and a segment came up about how to create your own happiness. Seeing as I've been feeling a little down a lot (contradictory? lulz) lately I think I am going to undergo this project and see how it turns out. Many people that I know hate taking up 365 projects because it turns into such a hassle which causes it to lose its meaning, but I derrrno, I feel inspired to do something about my unhappiness. This project is called The 365 Grateful Project  and is self-explanatory; take a photo every day of something that you are grateful for. I think this will allow for me to realise the little things that make up this supposedly beautiful thing called 'life'. I hope that everybody follows my progress because by posting it on my blog, it makes me liable for not completing it! I tend to give up on things too easily but I will not fail this. Even if it is just for the sake of not failing. So here's to the start, duration and completion of Yvonne's 365 Grateful Project! :) And yes, there is a separate blog for it because I don't want my blog to get messy and confusing.

I guess it's the thought that counts?

I remember when I was little, I would walk into the chocolates and confectionery section and look up at the beautiful, little, chocolate balls wrapped in super shiny gold foil (girls like shiny things, actually, every young child likes shiny things). They would be encased in a plastic box that almost looked like glass to an ignorant little girl. They were "expensive" back in the day and when people gave them to you as a gift, you would go ooooooh, ahhhhhhhh. But now you can buy two giant ass boxes of the stuff from coles for $20 (give or take a few dollars). Now, when you are dumbstruck as to what to get for someone as a little gift to say something like 'thank you', the Ferrero Rochers cannot be a last resort. They no longer have the elegant lustre about them. This is upsetting because I remember when relatives and friends would give me a box of the chocolatey goodness, I would be over the moon as a little kid. If something as simple as this as already lost its worth, what's next? The new generation are practically born with iPods and iPhones in hand (is it sad that I have neither of these?) and we'll be the 80 year old grandmas texting on our lame, last century phones whilst our grandchildren and possibly great grandchildren glare at us with scrutiny as to how non-technologically inclined we are.

2012!

It is officially safe to say that this year is going to be an awesome year. You know that thing that people say about how you spend the first day of the new year is how the rest of your year will be? Well. I always thought it was a load of crap because for us oriental Asians we have Chinese New Year, so which 'first day of the year' decides our year? I guess it just depends on which year you go by. However, this year (after talking to Laurence on a dead ass NYE night) I decided that I shall test out this theory that he, along with a million other people live by. For new years day, we went to my cousin's new place for a family bbq in Alfords Point. HOMG. It is such a nice area! A few people went on a bush walk near their house but I was wearing a dress so I didn't go along *CREYZ* It was such a good night (not only because my aunty made her famous potato salad that I haven't seen in a few months), all the cousins were hanging out (I think that sparklers bring everybody of all ages together), the whole family gathered in the living room to watch the videos that my dad had put together from the Hawaiian party and the masquerade party and it was so good to look back on those nights together! Then, I played cricket with one of my cousins (I was bowling and fielding because nobody else wanted to play cricket) and I got really tired so then we started balancing gardening rakes on the palm of our hands. Have you guys ever tried that? I remember that I saw it on Play School once or twice. It turns out I'm really crap at it but my cousin is uber pro ): Then everybody started talking about going to the beach tomorrow (which was today) and everyone was buzzing even though we were all super smashed from the get together already!!

So, today we got to the beach super early and almost everybody showed up and it was just usual beach stuff. We tried playing water polo but there were two problems; the waves and the wind [which are interconnected (i think?!) so I guess they are just one problem]. Yes. I just employed the maths parenthesis thing. DON'T JUDGE ME!!

(I wrote this when I came home from the beach and then ditched the post to watch tennis and now that I have woken up, my arms and 'abs' are super sore from the excessive boogie boarding GAHHHH)