I Like THAT

I like that my blinds are open today.

I like that it is raining.

I like that the sky is White with mist.

I like that I have soft music plus rain drizzle sounds.

I like that I have fishballs in my tummy.

I like that I go on a plane in two days.

I like that I have a backpack to pack.

I like that I like all this.

I also like my mummy. alot.

Swiss Emmental and Blue

Tonight, I sit on my floor bed eating cheese from a knife, drinking sweet tea from a bottle and read The End of a Spear. So much for the 1 hour walk around the condo today.

This cheese is delicious.

I lay in bed worrying about many things. About India, God, friends, love. And I was overwhelmed to the point of eat-cheese-at 1.30am. Eww, I just chewed on a piece of cheese wax, thinking excitedly that I was about to consume blue cheese.

Now that's the real stuff.

I read blogs of people whom I look up to for their wisdom and thought provoking writing. Who share their life like I'm a trusted friend. I read their writings of unique struggles as they live in circumstances that you would say aren't normal. They are normal people with normal thoughts. And so I'm normal too and therefore would have normal thoughts.

I'm down to my last piece of blue.

I have to make myself think. What is incredible? I miss having the culture where people praise people all the time. "Nice shirt!" "Your hair looks good like that" "That cake was delicious." "You're so funny" But now, why would I absorb all these things that shouldn't matter? Or do they?

Last Swiss Emmental. Sweet tea does taste good with cheese.

I think I try. I've kept my room clean. I exercise. I play the piano. I cook and do chores. But I don't read, I don't draw, I don't create, I don't talk, I don't Love, I don't smart.

You know what? Maybe I just need to see more people other than my family.

See ya, I'm going to get more cheese.

Wan One

Happy New Decade!

I was away from the city after driving 40 minutes on scary highways (Slowly) I feel somewhat like a hero.

So, I don't update the other blog anymore because I don't have access to it. Read: lost password. oops.

I have a splitting headache now at 2am on the 3rd of Jan. Some would advise to go to sleep but I'm waiting on some streaming to get done.

India is in... 15 days and I still have about 5 big things on my sticky note "things to do"

Number one. Go exercise. OK.

My bed is also broken. I need alot of things.

So goodbye, 2011 shall be very different in Newcastle compared to 2010. I think I shall enjoy it!

Cold

It's drizzling with the sun still shining. Theres a little bit of coffee left. Almost lunch and very cold. One piece of pizza and some garlic bread. All cold. Why am I in shorts? I want to sit outside, I wonder if the tears have dried.

It's grief. It will never stop. I miss you Aunty May.

Newcastle

I know, it's about time I wrote something somewhere. I thought of writing in the other blog since I'm away from home, but I kinda can't be bothered too. Life here is like life. I have fun, I go to uni, I work, I get lost, I cook, I sleep I... still live out of my suitcase which sucks big time. That reminds me, I should make that phone call about a free wadrobe with free delivery. Well, if i have to call with my credit, it's not exactly 100% free? Ok, time to take the bus with my illegally obtained student bus ticket since the hubs closing down and I don't want to be locked in. Till.. I get internet!

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