Tired. . .

Hey heeey!
Well. . . picking up where i left off which must've been. . . yesterday, Wednesday.
I went to go get a haircut (It's too short, i don't like it), Boon chin walked in while they were washing my hair, haha it was a nice surprise.
He dropped off a magazine with me in it from singapore, and gave me 500HKD from the singapore family. We sat and talked for a very brief period of time before he had to run off again. He'll be back in hong kong on sunday though ;)
After that i headed to the agency, talked a bit, let them scan my passport and i recieved a new portfolio cover (Which is so bloody heavy. . . .).
After that i headed back home.
Ikiky called me and told me we had to move apartment to the causeway bay one which we had originally booked, by 7pm. I figured that would be alright because i thought Claire would be back at 5pm.
Anyway, i tried getting a hold of her for a few hours, without success. . . . time started running out .. . . and i had to be at Cannon Street in Causeway bay at 7pm latest!
So i start packing my stuff, then i check the time and see it's already 6pm, then i get really stressed and run around the room packing both mine and Claire's stuff haha.
I get more and more stressed as time ticks on, eventually i'm running around and adrenaline starts to kick in a bit haha.
Now comes a horrible horrible moment in my life. . . .
I have to carry, my Big assed bag (Already overweight, i think it was 21kg without the 4 wine bottles i bought duty free, without all the stuff i had in my backpack and without my heavy assed laptop bag .. . ), Claire's big assed bag (Which believe it or not, weighs more than mine), My computer bag, Her computer bag, a Duffel bag with i don't even know what i filled it with, and finally my backpack which was also filled to the top. I had to get all this luggage down 3 flights of stairs without an elevator or help. . . .
I move half of it down one floor, run up, move the other half down two floors, run up and repeat. . ..
I am SWEATING my ass off. . .
Well downstairs i realize i forgot the key in the appartment we're leaving. So i ask a lady group sitting in the bar right next to our apartment staircase if they could watch my bags while i run up 3 fleats of stairs, grab the key and rush down again. Luckily she worked for Cityloft (The people we are renting from) So i could trust them.
I rush upstairs . . . . realize the key is in my pocket. . . . and run back down, all this time i am praying to god that a taxi drives by outside our staircase.
I come down, sweating like a madman, and ask if they know the number to a taxi company (By this time i've long lost my calm, and many curse words are involved in my language)
To my wonderful surprise a taxi approaches us and stops when i desperately wave him in.
The entire lady group starts helping me and asking where i'm going and if i know the street name in chinese. . .. ofc i have no idea what the street name is in chinese, i tell them Cannon they write down Cammon. They were really kind though, they start picking up their mobile phones and calling their friends asking for the chinese name while i haul the heavy load into the Taxi.
Eventually someone gets ahold of the street name, tells the taxi driver (Who has no idea what Cannon Street is. . . he only recognizes it's chinese name)
So i give my warmest thanks to the lady group and jump in the cab. . . . . soaked in sweat. . . It's literally dripping from my nose. . . You have no idea how heavy these bags are. . .
Finally we find Cannon street, the cab driver lets me off, i find out that i'm about 30 meters away from where i should be. . . .. confused and stressed (It's 7.06pm and the lady i'm supposed to meet gets off work at 7pm) I helplessly stare at the bags wondering how the hell i'm supposed to move these 30 meters on a tiny walk path SWARMING with people. . .
So i put the backpack on my back, the duffel bag on my shoulder, Claire's computer bag i'm firmly gripping with my right arm. . . . And now the two bags that both way 30+ kgs. . .
I put my computer bag on my 30+ kg bag and pull it about 3 meters, then i rush back and grab Claire's 30+kg bag and pull it 6 meters, i run back and repeat. . . ... .
This i keep doing until i reach a freaking roadcrossing. . . . .i don't see any cars but i don't want to leave a bag in the middle of the road. . . . luckily, there is this skinny woman in her late 20's, dressed in a smart shirt and suit pants. . . . I desperately ask for her help, to watch one of the 30+kg bags while i pull the other over the road, she agrees, i rush over the 5 meter long road crossing with one 30+kg bag, run back, thank her, and rush the other 30+kg bag to the same spot. . . . .. .
Now i get desperate. . . there's some kind of bloody food store standing between me and my new home. . . i can't pull one bag across because there is a line of people and i can't leave any of the bags unattended. . . . . so luckily i'm tall i stretch as much as i can and call "Marie" the woman who is supposed to give me the keys (And who has been calling me during this whole ordeal over and over again wondering where i am).
I see a short lady pick up her mobile phone and i frantically try to explain to her that i'm standing to her right waving my hand high above everyone else's heads. . . . . .ofc she looks to her left. . . . then straightforward. . .. then to her right. . .and although i am staring right in her face about 10 meters away. . .. she can't bloody see me. . . . After a bit more frantic waving she finally sees me. . . gawd. . .
She comes over and i ask her to pull Claire's 30+kg bag, and at this point i'm too fed up, i just push my way straight through the line to the food store and walk to the staircase leading up to our apartment. . .. . . .. . . and OH MY GOOOOODDDDD!!!!!!!!!!
We live on the fifth floor. . . . no elevator. . . .. all these bags. . . . .I'm telling you, my grunts, my huffs, my puffs, and my welps of pain filled that staircase for about 15 minutes, as i rushed up and down carrying each and every bag to the fifth floor. . . . at this point i can't even feel my calf muscles anymore, and every muscle in my arm aches. . . sweat is all over the place, my grey t-shirt is literally black. . . .
Marie wouldn't even shake my hand when i took farewell of her, i couldn't even speak because i was gasping for air hahaha.
As soon as she left i jumped into the shower. . . . after 3/4 of the shower, Claire calls on my cell phone, i jump out of the shower without drying myself and answer my phone.
She's on cannon street and looking for the apartment, I explain that it's opposite 7-eleven and there are two people selling flowers on the bottom floor. . . then her phone dies. . . so i hastily dry myself of and pull the first available clothes on. Rush out the door and start descending those cursed steps once more, but i meet her halfway down.
She deeply appologizes, buuuuut it really isn't her fault, she'd just gotten back from a job on another island called Maccao, the job was apparently horrible she said hehe, sleazy golfers slobbering all over her. . . i'll kill them. . .
Ok, enough whining, although that was the most physically challenging thing i've done since i can remember. . .
Our new appartment. . . . is not at all as nice as the Shuen Wan (I've asked when the previous appartment will be available again)
This appartment isn't bad though, not as fresh but still a lot better than i was expecting when i left sweden.
After a bit of fiddling around in the room, attempting to switch off a fan that looked like it would decapitate us, i headed down unto the streets to look for my dinner.
Once again, hong kong managed to shut me up. . . i just stared out across the street with my mp3 blasting in my ears, i was just simply amazed. . . so much energy, so many lights, so many people. . . Hong Kong is extravagent.
Originally i was looking for mcdonalds, but instead i found my favourite place "Yoshinoya" Whoooo! Japanese food! :D
Satisfied i returned home with my food, switched on "Darkness falls" (A movie), ate and just relaxed infront of the computer with Claire. . . . . The day ended well :D
I did however have troubles sleeping. . . depsite the heavy lifting, and earlier that day i was about to pass out during the haircut because jetlag came and slapped me in the face .. . Probably why i couldn't sleep as well. . . .
Ok. . . today, Thursday . . . I had three castings, one for a bank commercial (Took about 2 hours. . . . I was the first to do the casting too haha), one was a fitting casting for "Miss Sixty" (Yes they have men's clothes) and the last one was for Sony Digital Camera TVC.
I navigated just like in singapore with the help of a streetguide book i purchased, and the castings were not different from singapore at all. . . .
I also stopped by at the agency between the two last castings, i passed out on their couch haha.
Now i think i will sleep for 1 and a half hours, Claire comes home at 6pm, she's been at a photoshoot in China for a catalogue!
Well, boys and girls. . . that's about it haha
Hope all is well!

Lotsa Love

/Alex (I still love hong kong)

PS.
Dad
Yes. . . omg. . . i wish i knew chinese, this place is hopeless haha, not as bad as japan though. I still get surprised everynow and then, like the old lady who served me food today spoke clean english with me hehe
I have yet to get cheated, i've only experienced assholes due to my lack of chinese skills.
Free drinks i all ära, but the free food is so much better!
Send my regards to the family
Lotsa Love!

Farfar
Yeees i was also surprised when Claire told me that, but she neither looks it nor acts it, so i guess i should'nt complain. . . the bullshit i pull when i'm hitting on older women, is actually true haha Wanna hear my favorite line? "If you put a 9 year old boy and put him in a black box for 90 years, he won't be as much of a 99 year old man as he would be a 9 year old boy" Hahaha So basically, experience is what makes you who you are :P
I believe all men are allergic to beautiful girls to a certain extent haha! Tuff life!
I do concentrate on Claire ;) The others are just mindless polite socializing haha
Yeeeeeh i eat everything Claire can't eat! MWaahahaaaaa!. . . i'm actually hungry now. . .
Always interested in learning japanese, but don't get much time over here, i'll have to pick it up when i'm elsewhere!
Haha seems like you guys are busy over there as well! Send my love to farmor for me!
Tills vi ses igen!
Lotsa Love!