Dear _______ ,

I am content and happy.

Though with all the warnings and advice given, though all my senses and instincts are blaring it at me, I had no complains.

I am happy to sleep in my own dreamland and to never wake up, if that means I can ignore all the signs.

I am happy to lie to myself, to sacrifice, if that means things can go back to the way it was.

I am happy to tolerate every flaws, every lie, every mistakes, if that is what it takes.

Right until now.

All the promises made, that I had poured my soul out to believe.

To believe that this, this is different, this would not be the same, like many before this.

Now it is so far away, I couldn't no longer touch it, hold it, even if I stretch out reaching limits beyond me.

I was happy and content.

p/s: My sis's boyfriend think it's funny to hide my teddy bear biscuits. I came home today looking for it and couldn't find it. Then I told sis :" hey, Dennis accidentally took my teddy bear biscuits." And she said:"Oh, he didn't. He told me he had hid the biscuits somewhere. If you really can't find it only call him."

And thus, the hunt begins.

Since I've promised to update weekly, so...here!

Nothing much happened last week, except for the sudden pile of assignments and workload.

I've got a called from sis last sunday and she told me she'll be back (to Melb) on monday to renew here VISA before the Australian Law changes on 1st of April .

Something I have already knew, but then as the conversation kept flowing, something shocked me.

She was coming back FOR GOOD. Not just a couple of weeks. But for good. Well, until she found a job back to UK anyways.

This piece of news had been running wild in my head ever since.

Anyways, last friday we got an email from MCCC ( Monash Chinese Cultural Club) about some welcome back party in Seven.

So we decided to go check it out.

In that email, it states that we'll have priority entry if we went there from 10-11.30pm.

We reached there at 11 something and they told us that the line is closed.

So feeling extremely pissed, we had to line up with everyone else UNDER THE RAIN.

It was just drizzling, BUT STILL.

After 1 and a half hour later, the line remained unmoved but we were under the shade this time because many had left since the club wouldn't let us in.

It was so bloody crowded.

We were so impatient and after a while, we have decided to leave the queue too.
After lining up for 1 and a half hour okay.

I never had to line up THAT long to get into a freaking club.

Hell, I can't even remember lining up for more than 10 mins.

Ish..so anyways, we went back to the city, get some Hungry Jacks and I stayed over at the halls for the night since it was too dangerous to walk back alone.

Tonight, we're gonna try our luck AGAIN!

*cross fingers*

We plan to go Seven again because we have these tickets that are due 31st of this month.

And if we don't use it, it will really be such a waste since it comes with a complimentary drink and I have 2 of those tickets!

Alright, will update more when there's something to talk about!

New Life?

Hey people!

I'm so sorry for not updating as frequently as I wish.

But I promise from now on I'll try to update weekly okay?

I said TRY.

It has been so long I almost forget that I owned this blog wtf. LOL.

Alright..so this is the 2nd week of the first semester.

And honestly, I'm not liking uni life.

I don't like the way they conduct lectures with 200 people in it.

I don't like the way the lecture theatre halls' seats are so comfortable ( I'll explain this in a minute).

I don't like the way the campus is so bloody huge I often get lost in it.
I don't like the fact it takes me about 20 mins to find my next class.

I don't like the fact whenever I go I see unfamiliar faces and the campus centre is always SO CROWDED especially during lunch time.

I don't like the fact I have 3 and a half hour break in between my next class (It's either that or classes on friday).

I don't like THE ACCENT.

I don't like the fact my mind always wander off to somewhere in mid-lectures. Either that or I fall into dreamland.
The seats are so bloody comfortable and everyone was so quiet (probably because they are dozing off as well) I can't help but falling asleep as well.
T___T

I know I had to stop doing that but it was pretty hard I tell you.

Okay...Australia has been fine so far.

Except for the bloody weather.

Today EFFING COLD tomorrow STEAMING HOT. 

I practically don't dare to go out of the house without checking the weather forecast ( which is becoming a habit).

I also miss sitting in a car and not having to walk. T___T

2 weeks ago, I went to visit Joc and went shopping together in the city and all.

Stayed over in her room and talked and talked and had champagne ( I bought white wine for dinner =P )

Then next day, went shopping again and then started my first day of uni.

Then last week, I went to the city again for shopping and all and went to the Mumba ( or is it Moomba?) Festival.
Watched fireworks while freezing in the cold.

Then we headed to Hungry Jacks because I was so hungry and ta pao burger.
Then we went back to Koko Black for Iced Chocolate Mocha. Yum. 

I didn't get to eat my burger because they won't allowed outside food. =(

Which reminds me my hungry jacks is in your fridge joc!

Went to her house again and overnight there and we played cards and drank Joc's friend's Whitney's Lemonade Vodka.

And then talked and talked again.

Next day was shin yee's birthday.
So celebrated with her and had dinner in this greek restaurant.

I bought her 2 bottles of wine as a present. White and red.

Then had cakes in universal cakes which sucked but was so bloody expensive.

We headed to Mumba Festival again because Shin Yee wanted to go because she didn't go the night before even though the 3 of us actually went on Saturday.

So we watched the fireworks AGAIN but then after that we went to check out the cool rides.
And I decided to go for this.



The picture was blur because it was moving so fast.

It was exhilarating and all but once I got down I wanted to vomit.
It was turning and moving so quickly it makes your head go woozy.

And I paid $10 for it.
Geez..

Then we walked around somemore until it was 11 and we realised if we don't rush back we would miss our train back home.
By then we already missed the bus back home you see. So when we reached the train station we had to take a taxi.
I almost wanted to walk if they didn't protest so much.

For a short distance like that it cost us $12!!!!

Then the next day, I semangated and spontaneously suggested we go for the trial training for taekwondo.
I know it would be bad because I witnessed the training last week but I didn't know it was that bad.

120 times pumping. IS THAT REALLY NECESSARY?!
My hands felt like it didn't belong there after that.
I can't even push the doors of the toilet.

And today the pain had worsened somehow, it felt as if someone had bruised it badly or something. I can barely lift things.

I can't laugh/sneeze/cough without my stomach hurting due to the sit-ups.

The training there made the training back in school seems like peanuts.
It was 20 times worst than what I did.

And the sir was speaking Korean terms so I had a freaking hard time understanding what he said. Plus his English had that Korean accent.

Alright...that practically sums up the past few weeks.

Here's this picture I couldn't resist taking and thought it might crack you up a lil bit.

We're heading back to the halls ( the monash's dorm) when we saw this car parked there.
At first I just walked right past it but then Shin Yee stopped in her track and called me over.

For a moment we just stared at it unable to say anything.

Then suddenly the whole entire car park was filled with our laughter. We laughed so hard people actually stared at us thinking we are nuts or something.



Ain't this BMW cool?

ps: FIC mates I know you guys miss me deeply, LOL, I miss you guys too!  =(