Ive been in denial for far too long!

I have a sleeping problem.

My flatmate, who Ive been living with for a total of a week, just confronted me and asked me in simple terms, "I hear you leave during the day, so youre not home. I see your lights on and hear your music blasting during the night so u cant be asleep. Unless you sleep with lights on and music blasting of course. Are you nocturnal, DO you sleep, and IF you sleep, WHEN do u sleep?!"

Lol.

"I love to love, my hips dont lie and.."

Its so cold tonight. My breath turns into steam when I speak.

I should be sweaty. I just danced my ass off for two full hours. But the cold weather helped and found myself sneaking to the heater and dancing there coyly till my friend said, "Youre cheating and dancing for the heat!!" :D

I met sooo many people. Head hurts! I swear I wont remember them tomorrow.

I've just been to the university pub, The Tavern. How odd to have a pub within a university. It was so much fun though. The DJ's are nice and we kept requesting songs over and over.

By 'we', I meant myself, two germans, one half filipina-half german, two french and girl from Mauritius. Fun mix.

And the boys here are beautiful. My eyes are tired.

I dont drink as much here. I think Im still extra cautious about my surroundings and partying way too hard. Way to burn myself out before the sem even begins!

Tomorrow,Im going on a river cruise! And clubbing! My first time! In Perth! For both things! :D

I will try and post pictures soon. Andthen Monday comes, and the semester starts and thats when things get serious and you shall see me screaming WHHHHHY? :P

Massive is a word that I picked up when I met Anne and Jon last year. And its a word Ive been using a lot here in Perth, describing everything from the portions of the food "its MASSIVE!" to the Curtin Bentley campus "omg, its massive!!" to just about everything and it manages to apply.

The world is massive and I feel really happy Ive been given the chance to experience it outside of my tiny Miri scope.

Its colder than I expected it to be, sometimes hitting 1 degree celcius. But that just gives me the excuse to use winter clothing, doesnt it, and Ive been getting funky with coats, scarves and boots. Loving it, as Ive never had the chance to wear such back in Miri. Im working it, babes.

Visited lots of places already and I feel so grateful to the people who have toured me around. Unbelievably wonderful people. And I have the best flatmates too!

Ive met a lot of former Curtin Miri students, and its been a blast and a half catching up. Perths a very pretty city and one good thing about it is that its not too huge to be intimidating and distracting and yet not too small to be reminiscent of Miri.

Not that Im not missing the people I left behind. I came alone.

But Miri of late has been associated with things that have made me either cry too many tears or been numbed beyond any possible other feeling. I loved the people that I loved (if that makes sense) but there was this desperate overwhelming shroud of sadness all around me there, which I just couldnt shed, no matter who I met or what I did. My reputation preceded me and my happiness was something that had been taken away a long time ago.

Ive been here a week. And in that span of time, Ive somehow been happier than Ive been in a year.

And thats saying something.

Now, Im starting operation sydney. Details later.

So, apparently, my birthdate is similar to Australia (January 26), which is an interesting tidbit mentioned to me everysinglefreakingtime someone finds out thats the case. :P

So, its my 5th day in Perth. I have managed to go to the city twice, to Harbourtown, Fremantle and am planning to visit Cottesloe beach and Swan Valley and Kings Park all this week. Met up with Anne, Gretchel, Isla, Deedee, Katie (all on separate occasions)and its just been a whirlwind of fun, really.

Ive tried Gloria Jeans, Dome, seafood, meats and the asian food is NOT good here, bring me back to Malaysia for that -_-. And its really cold, which Ive used to my advantage so i can be wonderful and use scarves, boots and coats and jackets which would have otherwised been laughable combinations back in Miri. Ive learned the art of layering too so Im not as cold as I was when I first landed.

And Ive been introduced to uh, doonas and heaters. It was funny when I arrived at accomodations, I was wondering where my aircon was.

Its such a long walk from my place to uni. But I figure Ill lose weight this way. :D Coz Im eating even more because its SOCOLD. It hits 1 degree celcius, can you believe it?

Quite a bit of an exciting time I'm having.

Met so many people that Ive learned to use the word 'mate' to replace their name when I cant remember what their name is. Shh.

I still have to keep pinching myself that Im here, really. Im loving it so far.

Ok.

Four flights in three days?

Really, really, and I stress, really, not recommended.

I think I give off a very weird vibe when I travel, by the freaking way. The strangest people approached me in three different airports o_0. Seriously.

And an old Aus man who seemed really nice started talking to me about the places I should visit in Perth, then he mentioned that I must frequent the nude beach and I just decided to veer away at that point. Not sure if he was mocking me. I didnt think Perth had nude beaches?

I miss my mom!!!

Royal Brunei Airlines? Props to your lunch meal :D...even if I think I sorta broke
your entertainment screen. It wasnt my fault! iT JAMMED! During a movie too!

*humph*

So, I havent seen very much of perth, having arrived oh, 4 hours previously. (and already am blogging, hahaha). Thanks to the lovely Mei Hui, who graciously picked meup from the airport and whose place Im crashing at for the nite. I was lost, btw, as I was ALONE *cries* and was waiting for her outside and it was COLD and i ended up scaring an Aussie couple by asking them if I could use their phone to call her, I think they were worried for a second that I was gonna run off with it, HMPH!

So, as I was saying, I was eating my delicious airline food which had like a great salad and bread and when..oh wait, no, I wasnt on about that, I meant I got off the Perth airport, and I was pretty much lost, and I was only in a 3/4 sleeve top and jeans and when I exitted the airport, I was HIT by how cold it was.

I love the cold!!

Aaaand. Found Mei Hui, after making that call from that nice Aus couple.

And now I'm in Perth. So you can redirect your hate mail/fan mail, prayers and such to the Western Australian region, okay?

And dont be disturbed.

And maybe I'm wrong.

Like, really wrong.

But we drove around for a bit, in the evening.

And well, between me and you, the suburbs area? The roads? And all?

It looks a lot like..Brunei.

Before I realised this, I was stressed yet excited, worried yet happy, and all those contradictions, u know? And for some reason, that realization just made me feel like everything will be okay.

Aha, Mei Hui just told me Perth city is more westernized.

We shall see.

I've got lots of time to kill before classes begin and I really am excited. This sem seems to give me a feeling of promised fun and happy moments.

And we shall see. :D

The supermodels, Willy? That's all they are. Bottled promise. Scenes from a brand new day. Hope dancing in stiletto heels.
{this is in the Taking Back Sunday song "Great Romances of the 20th Century"}

So, on my flight to KK from Miri, I got really pissed off when my mother called me up just before boarding to make sure I "didnt get on the wrong plane and end up in God knew where."

I scoffed and said that I was blur but honestly,mother I am NOT that vacant.

So I got on the plane and wasnt perturbed at all, reading one of my loads of chick lit that I havent read in ages, due to my busy semester, eating my cashews.

..until the captain said,"Welcome to Labuan."

And for a brief 5 seconds, I swear i freaked out and the thoughts,"OMG I actually DID it! GOTON THEWRONGFLIGHT!Mom is SO gonnalaugh at me! Dads gonna kill me! Shit, who do I know that I can bunk in Labuan with till I get a flight out? Oh noooo!"

..THEN I realised it was a transit flight. So all was right with the world again! :D

In other news, I love being irresponsible again. Years living away from home has really made me independant in all senses of the word. And thats the problem. I know how to survive on my own. But not with anyone else. Oops.

Ill be a tad busy this week. Please shout out a prayer about my upcomin results to any of your divine powers that be and higher deitys for me, PLEASE! But Ill be busy handling some things but I shall be back in the blogging world soon enough.

A short hiatus is just something I need.

And Wenthworth Miller is SO The Fine.

and all one really knows of anothers life are the places where their life touches your own

Top ten signs your addicted to blogging

10. You check your blog stats a LOT. You occasionally get up in the middle of the night and sneak a peak.

9. Your significant other suspects you are having an affair with your blog. Even when you’re alone with your special person, you do find yourself thinking what your blog might be doing right then…

8. You “mental blog” while driving or on the train, and sometimes even when you are alone in the shower.

7. You filter everything through your post-writing. You can’t watch a movie, see a play, read an article, or share a sweet moment with your child without thinking of whether it’s blog-worthy.

6. You suffer from “blog envy” when another blogger posts something juicy before you do. You suffer “comment envy” when said post gets 40-something comments – the jerk!

5. You “binge blog” 3 or 4 posts at once—only to feel guilty and empty afterward.

4. You ditched all your real friends for blog friends, because, well, “they understand.” You bypass Bowling Alone at the bookstore (who really cares?) while you reach for Naked Conversations.

3. You think, “I can stop at any time.”

2. Your lunch hour has become your “blog hour.” You keep a few posts tucked in your desk in case you need them during the day.

1. After 5 minutes of meeting someone really interesting you ask, “So - do you blog?”

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I scoff at this! I laugh!

Okay, in retrospect, damnit, maybe with my lifejournal, my friendster blogs and other blogs scattered around, perhaps, maybe just MAYBE Im a teensy bit addicted. -_-

There is something very liberating about throwing on your biggest jacket, thong slippers and your weirdest skirt and walking into town like that and enjoying SUPERMANOMG, coffee at coffee bean and pizza with a really great person who doesnt even seem to mind that you look like a mess, that your hair looks like haywire and your makeup doesnt look right and youre pretty much in limbo about a ton of things ranging from my visa to my family and they still manage to make you feel beautiful.

But you know what? It was nice.

For a brief day, I felt like I was okay again. And I havent felt that way in a while. And I realised I missed that feeling a lot.You know. Being okay.

In other news, hitting KK in three hours. yay!

And I ask you, what twist could u NOT have seen coming in the superman movie? :P

My big brother would have loved that. Someone actually got killed by having been hit by a piano! :D

I was annoyed the kid didnt do anything more than push the piano. I loved the anti smoking campaign I loved how gentle he flew with lois. I loved the homage to the past superman films via the blowing ofthe cig, the flying with lois and to the sun for recharge and marlon brando. But I didnt like when the dead jor el couldnt tell kevin spacey wasnt his son, it was justwrong for me somehow like with all that technology there should have been at least a DNA check on who gets to talk to jor el and get all teh secrets and step into the fortress of solitude!

Kate bosworth was omg perfect as Lois.icouldnt even hateJames marsden who usuallyis smarmy and hateworthy in any role.

It was campy.It was corny at parts and predictable at others. LOVED when they were all "clarks 6 ft 3..superman 6 ft 3..how much would superman weigh.what about clark?hmm..." NAH! hahahahaha.

And they left the curl in his hair!

I dont care what my date said. It wasnt that bad, it was just that you shouldnt walk in expecting a mindblowing film. It wasa good feel god film, and I liked when he asked Lois what she heard and she said nothing and he said he heard everything...

And call me silly but that theme song still somehow manages to give me goosebumps.

Im such a fangirl. :D

This entry was all about superman because superman is hawt.

~and I stood on those steps with my heart in my hands~

And so with the knockout of England AND Brazil, only Italy, Portugal, Germany and France head to semi finals. Its not the world cup anymore, its the Euro Cup all over again, and we all know France will win, even if Germany gives them a run for their money.

Thus ends my fascination with the world cup.

The fever cools.

But the lust er love for Kaka remains.

In other news, Amilyn wrote me a nifty mini biography, and sure it was an assignment, but it was still marvelously sweet of her to pick me although a friend did mention that he felt this mini biography would just give me delusions of grandeur. I'll post it up one day when she gives me permission.

You know what sucks about a broken heart?

When you find out that it can still be broken even more. It can still be skewered through, stomped on, pierced and crumpled.

A girl told me that when she's in a relationship she feels like its her and him against the world. I told her, nay, its not about that, its about your world and his world colliding.

I had a facial. It was painful. And I baked a cake.

Im so random in tis entry.