The Easter Show and Magical Wands are totally related in this entry.

So as you all know (or alternatively, as I'm assuming you know), I went to The Royal Easter Show yesterday. My first time where I’m actually old enough to remember and my last year of being charged children’s admission! Ironically, I hate being patronised and treated like a kid but when I’m charged children’s prices for stuff I’m like HELL YEAH! :) That’s Asian for you.

My overall prognosis of the show now that I’ve actually been there? It’s AWESOME! I’m soo going back next year with friends! :) I’m already half-planning it and saving up for next year! Here are some of the aspects of the day that I noticed (short and summarised because I know you don’t really care):

- The Hollywood Horror House: You know those ghost rides where people just jump out in the dark to “scare” you as your carriage goes past? THIS IS NOTHING LIKE THAT! It’s a pretty expensive ride (10 coupons per person) but it was worth it! I’m a pretty logical person, I can be hanging upside down, swung around 10 stories in the air, surrounded by panicked people and I’d still remember that “Hey, it’s pretty scary but it’s safe and I’ll live”. Towards the end of the Hollywood Horror house, I thought I was going to actually die. It was so realistic. I walked in with a smile because I thought it’d be a fluke and give me something to criticise on my blog (because yes, I’ve actually begun to document events in my head to blog about) but I ended up sprinting out for my life, screaming. And that’s really something because I’m pretty cool in public (err... sure Leanne, we believe you).

However, you have to be at least 10 years old to go in. You know something will scare you shitless when it has an age limit on it. And if you’re thinking “10 years old isn’t that much”, I dare you to go in.

- I didn’t end up buying a show bag (are you proud?) but only because the ONLY one I wanted happened to have sold out already. D: Next year I’m going earlier.

- The prizes given out for games of chance are definitely rip offs. Some of them are very cute though, despite us not actually knowing what animal it is, especially like the one my sister got! [See below demotivational poster].



- The lines for rides get bad after 5pm but are pretty decent beforehand. Watching a ride before actually going on gives you a bit of an idea what it’s like. For example, we went on a car ride thingy that looked like it’ll just spin us around very quickly. I didn’t realise till I saw it in motion that it tips the car while spinning! The car is spinning and speeding and for once, it's not my fault! Before going yesterday I had NEVER been close to feeling sick from a ride. But the excitement and combination of rides got to me and I ended up almost-throwing up. While I was trying to control myself, my dad decides THIS is the perfect time to pull out the camera and take a photo of me. I think my face explains it all.



- People who work there either hate life or are very pushy. The only exception is that awesome clown lady and vegetable man in front of the Hollywood Horror House (did I mention how awesome that place is?).



Anyways, we went to a 3 hour mass tonight to compensate for having so much fun yesterday because that’s apparently how the world works to my parents. We got these candles which were hardly used other than in the first 10 minutes of the actual mass. So this is what I made from my candle:



I didn't realise I was doing it without thinking till about halfway through. I fiddle with stuff when I'm standing/sitting/kneeling still and evidently, I had Harry Potter on my mind at the time. By the time I did realise I was slowly shaving off layers of candle wax it was too late. There was a large pile of candle shavings and let's just say, it was pretty incriminating when the lights came on. Opps.

And being me, the first thing I say out loud to surrounding onlookers staring accusingly at the pile of wax shavings on the carpet around me is "I have really bad dandruff okay?".

Yes you read that right, I said that out loud. Because I'm not only weird on my blog, I'm also like this in real life.

I’m actually thinking of selling it and because there’s not a market for this product yet (mainly due to the complete lack of demand), I can set my prices to anything I want! :D So the authentic handmade by the amazing Leanne magical wand is priced at around $200. There’s only one in stock! So call me to negotiate a price and payment method now!

Oh and in case you just lunged at the phone and frantically started to dial my number before realising that you don’t have my number and that NO ONE calls me – even if they’re dying (which is understandable because calling emergency health services is more suitable in that situation), this is a joke! Also since a lot of people are asking, no I do not actually want to date anyone at the moment! They’re not asking me out (I wish <= see what I did there? Admit it, that messed with your head), they just ask if I’m serious and completely mad for posting that online.

The part I find funny is the fact that they read all my weird ramblings but the second I mention dating, all of the sudden THAT'S the weird thing! Dating me isn't weird, it's gross. Weird things are cool, dating isn't cool. Maybe I’m a sane person in an insane world. :) Yeah, I think I’ll go with that, you’re all mad. You, not me.