I'm home and absolutely crazzzy about it

Ahhh~ Finally home.

No idea how many hours of sleep I actually got on the plane but I do believe it was 3 hours or less. I got on the plane and conked out. Woke up at 3am and watched 2 movies along with 2 episodes of random sitcoms.

If I had that remote control in the movie "click", I would have TOTALLY fast forwarded the plane part of my journey. Nothing is worse than wanting to be in a place but having no control over the amount of time you are going to take to get there.

It is odd leaving Melbourne and coming back to Malaysia. I have come to love both places. People, food, lifestyle and all.

While in Melbourne, I missed the random outings I could always have in Malaysia 'cause food everywhere was cheap and no stall or restaurant ever rushes you to get out. I missed how we could crash at a good friend's place and chat till wee hours and how funny it was when our parents start missing us and practically demand us to get home. I missed how I could DRIVE! I even missed the voice of my parents. I could always hear their voices when it comes to certain decisions. Literally. I missed my brother telling me the funny characters of people and how confident he always was. I missed my dog who acted like he loved me even if he might not remember who I am at all.

Then again, I didn't want to leave Melbourne as I sat and stoned on the floor waiting for the time to come for me to leave my room. I saw Christopher's face as he wished me a safe journey home. Without a real family in Melbourne, he has become my family away from home. I hate to think that I am breaking apart a family by moving out of college. Our floor was really like a family with Ria, Alex, Akshat and Ashley. Joanna too, although busy with Ding, would always make sure we went down for dinner together. And Ding also there as he shared our interests and hobbies.

It is weird to actually hold different relationships in two different places. Missing people that I have grown close to in Melbourne is like missing home. Yet it was never home before. It is like having two homes as I spend equal amounts of time in both places.

The feeling is like being torn. It's like my brain (or heart?) being separated into two parts where one part will lie in Melbourne and one part in Malaysia.

I do love being back where I can speak manglish and everyone understands me. Though, I guess when something clicks, it is just hard to detach. It is difficult to avoid this feeling of "missing". However, I feel so lucky I do have people to miss. It only means I have met Great people. People who I miss and (hopefully) miss me too.

Life is a whole lot more despite the oddness of always missing one side of the world.

Like a friend of mine said " To love is a great gift"

<3

End of exams-- so off to Adelaide we go!

Last paper, Torts, ended at 4:15pm on the 16th of November 2007.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

And off to Adelaide I went at approximately 7pm.

Crazy?

HELL YEAH!

DAY 1

The Gang: Christopher, Akshat and AlexBotanical Gardens was the first stop in the city
I found my ROSE GARDEN!! AAa!! Finally!!

They smell so gooooood~

Lilly Pads~

DAY 2

What a dried up salt lake looks like

No it's not a desert
Strawberry picking at Hahndorf (A German town)
We were all hard at work
Mmm Yummy Big Red Juicy Strawberries
Just 'cause we all so ulu never sit on ferry before

DAY 3

Pretty blossoms outside Christopher's house! It was all along the lanes

Tram to the beach!DUDE! It's the beach ok?! Glenalg

Yeah... we can't have a beach trip without eating on it

I just realised I had like 2 drafts of blog posts but never finished either of them 'cause I have been running around looking for apartments. Glad to say we actually got a confirmation BUT (unsure whether it was a bad move) we turned them down.

Another thing on my mind? Packing up and moving out. Boxes, boxes and more boxes. Also, jackets, jackets and more jackets (yes. remind me NOT to buy any more jackets please. They are a pain to pack up).

Besides that, no more meals are being provided at college so Christopher and I went grocery shopping yesterday and we'll see if we actually suceed in cooking a proper meal one of these days. I didn't even have lunch today 'cause I was so stressed up about the apartment. Yeah, I can feel my brain melting since I have been running on cereal all day.

So, just wanna say sorry to those who have been bugged that I didn't update for so long. I'm just pooped and can't wait to get back but I really wish I can get a place confirmed. Sigh~

Are you ready for this?

NO!



Being ready is overrated.



Is it so bad to plunge in and just take it as it comes?



Hold your principles, be consistent and then plunge.



What the hell does being ready mean?



Exams are next week!



ARGH!



Sometimes, I wonder why people take so long to "get ready" for a formal event. Ok, let's not talk about like a super super formal event with some celebrity VIP or extremely rich guests. But let's talk about a normal formal student event.



Seriously, do you need THAT much make up? Noone's really gonna look. If anything at all, I find it distracting and the smell of strong make up just makes me nauseous. Besides that, dresses are the easiest things to put on. At the most 2 minutes is needed to slip it on and zip it up.

And, that's why a typical scenario in my residential college when there is a formal event is everyone rushing around 30-40 minutes before the event getting ready. Me-- prancing around in the corridor until 5-10 minutes before the event. Then, goes into room and gets out in like at least 5 mins >.<.

Maybe I'm just really lacking in social norms or something but I believe that noone is really watching everything you do and if they are... do they really care? Of course this applies to strangers. So, what's wrong with prancing down the road like a hyper little kid. What's wrong with laughing your head off like a maniac. What's wrong with standing in front of the theatre wearing the "Phantom of the Opera" mask and taking pictures.

What's wrong?