800 swanston street.

I miss my friends.
alot.

counting sheeps

I'm going through my days mindlessly. Trying to push thoughts out most of the time. Filling up my days with nothingness which means so much. Having deep and meaningless conversations with the housemate into the wee hours of the morning. The sound of trams in the morning is our lullaby to sleep.

Talks of missing all those who have gone home is depressing and sad. Having to say goodbye for the next 4-5 months sucks so bad. I wanted to put a more intellectual word for that but decided that something like, "sucks so bad" seem to be more than sufficient.

Ashley for being the ultimate selfless sweetheart is she with all her cute stuff and all those hugs and kisses and being my boo-boo healer, Kurt for being all sweet with his part gift and all those late night smoking sessions and trivial information that never cease to amaze us, Treshan for always being there and keeping us entertained and being the nicest lil bro in CS, Nadia for imitations of people and closet geek confessions and being truly Malaysian by completing her assignment hours before its due, Sybille for being super sybille and all her lil gatherings and networking in CS, Cheryl for being the whacky person she is and all those hugs and poooo, Anand for never passing up a smoke when Tracy and I are craving for one and allowing us into his balcony, Catherine for being the best guard and taking us on rides in her car in the wee hours of the morning, Ben for showing up hours later and providing us with arguments on relationships and being the big protective dude we girls need.... omg! all CS people I tell you... they're killing me! And lastly, Tracy.. for keeping up the housemate code of honor (which says alot alot of things..), for late night smokes, for keeping me constantly entertained, for being the sweetheart she is, for being the best housemate a girl could EVER EVER have ... oh, and for washing the dishes! hehehe...

From the looks of my clothes in the cupboard and my usual messy desk doesn't seem like I'm going anywhere. But we all know that I'll be freezing my ass off in Dunedin in less than two weeks time.

Sabrina, who has never met me face-to-face bought me pillows and an electric blanket. Marie, who I've met a couple of times are planning to take me on a shopping spree. Emma, who I've never met but spoken to on countless occasions wants to take me out on one of their girly night outs. Eugene, my darling sweetheart, made a promise to make me feel as comfortable as he possible can during my transition period.

Oh man.. right now, at this moment in time, I think I'm the luckiest girl alive.

The fluffy cloud of dreams

The weird dream I had makes me wanna see Ashley and Kurt more.

I woke up feeling really weird and my hands quickly went over my arms to see if I have all my flesh still intact. I dreamed that I had some fucked up surgery which left me with no flash and skin around my upper arm. It seemed like a normal thing for Ashley and Kurt, AND they were comforting me the whole time!

There is some good and bad things in the dream and I've decided to keep the good to myself and tell you the bad... which I did.

"When you have a good dream, keep it to yourself and it will come true... But when it's a bad dream, tell the world to avoid it from happening".

I don't know if that's true or not but.. I've decided to keep to that little dream myth.

You never know what might happen.

The odd thing is, I've never dreamt of Kurt and Ashley before...

PS. When everything around you is going fast, you later realise how slow it all actually is... or vice versa.. -tracy, ben and tina-

Up for football

It's 5.52am and I'm watching Liverpool vs. Chelsea for the Champions'.

Was suppose to watch it with Kurt, Sharizal and Jamie but I think they slept.. -_-'

Before that, we had a night of charades with Jamie, Sharizal, Ashley, Treshan, Tracy, Ben and I. It was so damn fucking funny man... people were rolling on their sides with phrases like, "seductive hip thrust" and "dick in a box". LOL.. Courtesy of Jamie and Sharizal we had M&Ms with vokda mixers... yum.. =)

Anyways.. back to the game...

The game started at 4.30am but to waste time, I ended up talking to Gene then Tracy and I headed to the seminar room to meet up with Ben and his friends for a late night study session and we only found books but no human. On our way down for a smoke, we saw Ben and his friend, Anan (sp?)... apparently they went to 7/11 to stock up for the game. Had a smoke with Nadia then headed to the seminar room. I did get some work done so yay!

Studied, talked... one by one the boys left an left me alone. So I decided to leave only to find out that Tracy was at the seminar room and I was standing at room111.

To cut things short, we found the boys in the seminar room again and decided to crash anan's place. damn nice la his place. VERY guy-ish with the awesome posters of scarface and pulp fiction. Anan and his housemate, Dave are nice guys man.. Yay! more college square people! and the best part is, Anan is from Taylor's! Hehehe.. Yay Malaysians!

Anyways, here are some pics from The Great Ocean Road trip...

Shutter Shot: 12 Apostles.

Tina, Kurt and Shah..at the Loch Arc.

Housemate love at the Loch Arc Gorge