Lost In Translation

And Alex thought I had incriminating pictures of him...

Just 3 days till the wedding.

What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done? What have I done?

Oh no...

Woke up bright and early this morning. The weather was clear, warm and beautiful.
Just perfect for E-gene and Sarah's wedding.

The wedding procession was beautiful. Perhaps the longest I've been to thus far, stretching from (supposedly) 10:30a.m. till around 4:00p.m., but nonetheless fun. It was simple and relaxed. Although the crowd present wasn't a mighty one, the usually quiet Poet's Lane on Mount Dandenong was bustling with joy early this morning.

Personally for me, I thought that their wedding today was one of the best(?) I've been to. I loved the difference in their program. The venue was breathtaking; a minor escape from the concrete jungle of city life. And the company kept was... comfy. A majority of familiar faces in one small spot on a mountain celebrating a wedding. Oh, and I'll just have to emphasize it again because I loved it so much: the weather was beautiful.

It really is beautiful, this thing; The act of two people becoming one before God.
There's just so much good food that comes along with it.
;)

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Oh, and for those of you who haven't found out what I've done (read: previous entry)...

What?! You still can't tell??
I shaved my head. :P

p/s: mum, dad. what do you think?

Am discovering an old band anew. And this, I must say, have to be the cutest song I've ever heard.

my beloved monster and me
we go everywhere together
wearing a raincoat that has four sleeves
gets us through all kinds of weather

she will always be the only thing
that comes between me and the awful sting
that comes from living in a world that's so damn mean

Okay. You got me. I don't know what else to blog about...

I'm tired. I want to give up. I am giving up. The act of it's just not named 'giving up' yet. I don't even know what that meant.

No, it's not that I have SO much work that it's piled up to my chin. No. It's pretty far from that, actually. But honestly, it is yet another laze-demon-infestation syndrome again. Among obvious symptoms include procrastination. Such procrastination appear in many deceiving forms of 'productive' work, ie. cleaning the house, organising the computer (defragmentation, and then boot-time defragmentation), going to the gym, catching up with sleep that I've been deprived of (8 hrs instead of 12), and so the list goes.

And here I am now blogging. You know this can't be good. Especially when I've got a test this coming Friday. A 15% Principles of Business Law test. See, I even took my time in typing the subject's full name. Later, I've got 2 assignments due the following week, none that I've got around to start with. And yet I keep telling myself that I've still got time. I've only got 2 hours of classes tomorrow morning, and so I've got all afternoon and night to myself and my books. That was the exact same thing I said to myself regarding today. And how much work have I done? I'd rather not say...

So why am I here now, sharing all this to the public? Well, to be honest? To procrastinate. But maybe, if I would even dare to say it with some dignity, I'm also writing this in hope for some prayers or moral support. Yes, I'll go read that e-mail again, Alex. And yes, I'll head on to really study now after I log off in a moment so soon. But till I log on again, please pray for me. I'm so distracted now from my work.

It's a cold morning. It's currently 10 degrees outside, and I've just got home not too long ago from walking Esther to the tram stop as she heads on to work. Gosh, it was cold, and boy, did I love it! I didn't expect the morning to be such a shiver as the forecast says that it's going to be a max of 23 degrees today, so I walked out in just a pullover, a pair of shorts, and slippers. What a surprise I got. And you couldn't even tell if it was cold outside.

Which brings me to the following few conclusions I've made over the years of living in Melbourne.

The weather is deceiving
I mean, look at the photo! I just took that upon reaching home from the balcony of kg's room-to-be. Okay, so I may have photoshopped it a little. But honestly, it doesn't look cold! In fact, it's sunny outside (Can't really tell from the photo, eh? Well take it from me, then. It is sunny outside). And the thing is, winter isn't even here yet. It's at least a month or two away. I don't keep count. But one thing for sure is that the weather is out to get us, I tell you. It's got a bag full'o tricks and it's just laughing right at those shivering out there now. Like these guys.

The weather is temperamental
Now this one, for everyone who's been here for at least 2 days would know. The Melbourne weather has mood swings. Donned as the city with 4 seasons in a day, the title isn't mere hearsay. Take today for instance, it's going to reach a top of 23 degrees today, and it's currently 10 degrees outside. That means that between now and mid arvo, the temperature outside's gonna rise by 13 degrees! Okay, so you may say that the Melbourne weather forecast is unreliable as it's rarely accurate, which I totally agree with. It often under//overstates the temperature by 2-3 degrees. But that just goes to prove my 1st point furthermore!
I can hear its faint snicker behind the clouds...

And finally,
The weather is competitive
Have you ever checked the weather of our neighbouring states? Ever wondered why, even at their coldest hours in the year, we're always a level ahead of them? NSW, WA, and especially QLD. We're always a step ahead in terms of coldness or extreme weather. And the competition isn't bound by the shores as well! I'm sure most of you would remember the terrible tsunamis that occured throughout South East Asia. Not too long after, Melbourne decides to throw in a fight as well! Read this. Despite its failure in attempting to reach the tsunamis' level of destruction, it did a fairly good job, especially in the Southern parts of Melbourne. No photos of that, though. But believe me when I say that it was pretty bad.

So there you have it. The Melbourne weather summarised. Not that I'm complaining about the cold. I love it. But just remember to be on your toes at all time, as I would be as well. It's got something against us here. It's just a matter of how prepared we are for what's to come.

p/s: someone get that nike sphere jacket and tell me if it works. it looks so sweet.

Do you like pets? No, I don't mean the touching, I mean pet animals. I know I do. I like cats, dogs, fishes, and even tortoises! I remember when I was a kid, I used to have a coupla fishes and tortoises, not together though. The local pasar malam was strategically located just on my street of my old house in Taman Sri Paya, just a 2 minute walk away and they used to set up their stalls every Monday evening. And right at the corner of one end, there would be one old man who used to come in all the time in his ancient brown Toyota Hiace, and he'd sell the weirdest mix of products in the whole market - Clothes and pets.

Fishes, tortoises, birds and even eels, and t-shirts and pants. I don't know who'd keep eels as pets, but he sold them, alright. Cheap at that! So I'd always go up to that store whenever I can and with some money from mum, I'd get some goldfishes, fighting fishes, or tortoises. Notice me saying 'always'. I somehow was never able to take proper care of them. Well, what can I say? I was just in primary school then. But the longest I took care of a pet would be my tortoises. I had one that grew so big, it couldn't fit in the tank I got it for, so it had to be given away to my uncle, who reared a few himself. My dad never allowed me to keep a dog or a cat, as they were always too much to maintain. Plus, I'd probably kill it or something from mistreatment. But that tortoise that was given away was the last pet I kept.

Till today, at least.
Well, technically it's not my pet. It's Esther's. But currently it, I mean he's residing in my apartment.

Meet Dash.

Hehe. I just noticed that I haven't blogged about Dash since we first got him about 2 months ago (yes! outlasted Tim's fishes!). Well basically, he's named Dash because of his fidgety movements. He randomly dashes here and there once in a while, for the heck of it I suspect. But recently he's been laying low. Esther thinks he's depressed or something. I just think he's playing manja. And he's grown pretty edgy as well! He snaps at us sometimes when we feed him. Hmmm... Talk about biting the hand that feeds you. But anyway, for the full story on Dash's origins, read this.

Another pet I really love is Maxie.

Well for this one, she's not even anywhere near being my pet, technically or not. She's actually just a friend's dog. But she's the most adorable dog in the world, I tell you. I've never known a cleverer dog than Maxie. If I'm not mistaken, she's about 6 years old now. An old hag, yes. But nevertheless adorable.

Which brings me to my point. I love pets. And I want a dog. IF ONLY they weren't such expensive pets to maintain. IF ONLY they weren't HARD to maintain. And IF ONLY we were allowed to maintain one in my apartment! I'd keep a small furry dog. Like Maxie. I wouldn't know what the breed's called because I just have no idea about things like that. But I'd like one. Esther and KG like bigger dogs. Like Golden Retrievers or German Shepherds. But still, either way, we can't keep one.

Sigh... If only I could get some people to sign a petition for me to allow us to keep a dog here in my apartment. I wonder if that's possible... And if that works, maybe I could even get people to sponsor me money to maintain one! And in return, I'll train my dog to perform tricks to entertain my contributors.
So... anyone up for it?

As most of you might already know, my parents have been away in Malaysia for over a month already. Life for them there is pretty much settled and relaxed. Golf, food, and sleep. That summed it up pretty well, I think. Here, on the other hand, is a different story. While mum's away, all havoc can erupt.

But then again, not all's that bad when you have great housemate(s) like mine. Especially when it comes to dinner. What most of you wouldn't know is that Esther, KG and I have been taking turns in weeks to do the cooking for dinner. And of all mishaps and miracles we're going through now, I must say, last night was quite a treat.

And were we satisfied?

let's escape
from this madness and
the hypocrisy
to a land made of sand
where our dreams may fall
but on soft ground
where our guards may fail
but against the fresh seawater
where silence and nothingness crash upon the beaches
where the early morning breeze will bathe us naked
where life can begin like a fresh new breath
a land where we can call
our very own eden

away from this place,
this hateful place
and the people it bears.