Counting down the days. 6 more before i have to jet back to aussie again. 4 units this semester for me and one includes diagnosis of large farm animals. Not again. Can i develop an allergy to pigs? My right arm is acting up again and i'm too chicken to see a sinseh. The last time i saw one when i sprained my back, i swear i thought he was breaking my back instead of putting it back in place......

Something uncanny happened last night when me and dan were having our bbq. We couldn't set up the damn fire because the lighter was fucked...ended up with only a few pieces of glowing charcoal sparsely scattered over the pit. Dan tried all methods but nothing succeeded. When he finally came to a conclusion that he should just walk out of the resort to get a new lighter, i thought of saying something corny like, "Eh scarly when you come back the fire big liao...", but i decided to just keep my mouth shut. As dan was leaving for the room to grab his wallet, i looked at the fire and secretly muttered in my heart that i wish the fire would appear now. As i stood there staring at the cold hotdogs sitting on the wire mesh, i suddenly heard some vague cackling....(god, this is sounding more and more like some primary school composition...but whatever.)

Fire. Fire cackling. Somehow the charcoal had burst into flames. A whole pit of red hot charcoal complete with fiery flames.

I screamed for dan and ran all the way back to our room to tell him what happened. He thought i was lying and that maybe i got the fucked lighter working or that i threw in the rest of the 30 firestarters...but i didn't! I would never dare to touch a lighter after my horrendous experience with fire when i was young. The firestarters were still intact. Dan was amazed and said that maybe it was because i genuinely wanted my wish to come true because i wanted to fire to light for the two of us....or perhaps i had hidden powers (yeah as if...). I am known to have little resistance to electricity anyway...(like it suggests anything hahaa)

Sometimes i really wonder. Dad says i have a weird presence that causes the ceiling light in my room to go bust whenever i come back from aussie (it has been changed for at least 5 times for the past 2 years while the one in his room has never needed any attention ever since we moved here)...Sometimes the light goes cranky and no one can make it relight unless i lay my hands on the switch.

I will try to unleash my hidden psychic potential. Will be working on developing an allergy to farm animals. Watch me.