hey

still alive and well. as a matter of fact, i'm over in Bundoora now... having a computer lesson. +_+ so far, uni has been great. stretching lessons are fun... sorta, if not tiring. people are rather friendly once you open up to them, which is taking me quite some time to do. chan got hospitalized on sunday for an unknown illness. poor chap. will be going over later to pay him a visit. its blood test after blood test after blood test and erm... ass probes and.... that's the worse it could get. good news, we've got the house. lovely place. will be moving in hopefully by next week. oh, and chan's mom will be coming over. tonight. well, at least someone's here to take care of him. okay, people. time to go. catch ya'll later, when i move into the nice house i've found and get myself an ISP.

last night here...

i will be leaving in less than 24 hours. damn! i'm missing home already. have been crying and crying and crying and i feel like a goldfish now. hate goodbyes. don't know how people deal with it. well, time goes on. this feeling will someday pass and we'll carry on with life as it was before. have been getting a lot of negative feedback from people around me concerning my decision to study chiropractic. well, it's not that i wanted to study it in the first place. i wanted medicine. but seeing my mom in such pain and meeting such a wonderful chiro (dr d) has inspired me. everyone was ok with the idea.... at first. but now, it seems that they think i'm better off studying pharmacy. what. the. fuck. right. no way. no fucking way. but still, i can't help but feel discouraged. just because i'm small, and i'm a girl doesn't mean that i can't be a good chiro. many people think that girls are generally weak and having a small size, i don't have enough strength and power to crack someone's bones. right. fine by me what you want t believe. i will prove to these people that i can be a good chiro. no, scratch that. i WILL be a great chiro. watch out. after i graduate from uni, you people shall regret what you've said. i will prove all you people wrong. watch me. oh, and new year was great. huge ang paos and all that shit. if only i could use RM in oz. i sooo envy you people here. agh... last night i spend here. sigh... tears are welling up again.... guess it's time to go. take care and all the best to you out there... until i return again.

happy chinese new year

had the family dinner over in the temple and it was amazing. the scrumptious dinner was prepared by our family friend, who happens to be a she-monk (is there another term for female monk? or do we just call them monks regardless of the gender? she shall be called she-monk until i find out). damn, she can cook. cooks better than most vegetarian restaurants. over dinner, she says that i've lost some weight.... in like 2 days. ooookay. not that i've noticed. but yeah, i'm really exhausted. a lot has been on my mind and the lack of sleep doesn't help. i think i'm turning into an insomniac. it's chinese new year... almost... the air smells of burning incense, the atmosphere kicks ass, i hear firecrackers in the distance, i hear people talking and laughing, everyone is pumped up.... but why do i feel so empty inside? sigh...

it was fun

my mom is more excited about leaving than i am. every morning, without fail, she knocks on my door at 6.30 in the morning and tells me to pack. not cool. i need my beauty sleep, or rather, i want my beauty sleep. haven't been sleeping all that much lately. i used to put in 10 hours or more but lately, if i could get 4 hours of sleep i'd be one happy girl. night market was on last night. shame on you people who didn't know about it! =p but really, how could one not know? it's there every year! happens 2 days before Chinese New Year. opens from 12 noon to 2am. how could you not know about it is beyond me. you people living under a rock or something? so anyways back to the market. this year, i've decided to help in the stall that YBS owns. t'was interesting selling vegetables. hard work i must say. i've only been there for 3 hours and i'm bone tired. much more tiring than climbing Kinabalu. oh, and those of you who came up to me and laughed into my face about me selling vegetables? shame on you. do i care? nope. because from this, i know who my real friends are. if it's not for you people, i wouldn't know that the reason we're friends is because of my money, my status. so yeah, a big thanks goes out to you shallow people for enlightening me. K, i hope you read this because you know what? i don't care if you're dead or alive. no one appreciates your appearance in the stall. you don't have to walk by like you're some kind of bigshot. no one cares. so sod off. like we all don't know you're selling yourself. jeez. don't act like you're miss-high-and-mighty. note: aunty, uncle, YBS, thank you for letting me help, for being patient with me, for not making a fool of me when i make silly mistakes, when i didn't know how to put the vegetables properly into the bags. thank you for letting me be a part of all this. and most of all, thank you for treating me like one of you and not giving me special treatment. what i've learned in that few hours is priceless. thank you.

taking a hiatus

just dropping in to let you people know that i'm still alive and well. or not so well. life has been a bitch and still is so i'm gonna take a break from blogging for a while to sort things out a bit. had a really long talk last night which is enlightening and yet confusing. no, it's not one of those things where sleeping on it will help. i won't go into details. i need time off. and taking off to Melb in 8 days time isn't helping much either. i need time here. to sort things out. to clear my mind. to find me back because i really haven't felt like myself lately and after last night..... sigh...