
the past week has been nothing short of tiring. the tight schedule in school
plus the upcoming reports, datasheets, homework and final year project
to accomplish. boo. im still in the holiday mood. not ready for school yet. =(
i miss the times spent in aussie, no worries, lots of freedom, those splendid
moments of fun with them and all to myself. needless to care for much things.
but its over. thats alright. i'll move on. and look on the brighter side, probably
this will be good, too busy and tired for anything else and much less to say,
stop my wild thinking......
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
4:00 PM
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......................................................This life,
......................................................................when surveyed with a broad glance,
.......................................................................................................................................presents little more than
...........................a vast spectacle of loss.
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* i just want a break with that bit of freedom. that will do.
so could you stop your probing session. i cld hardly breathe now.
all that im asking is just some emancipation from you. thats all. =(
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
10:34 PM

This is starting to feel vaguely like how it was, being eighteen.
I wish it won't go away.
somehow, im apprehensive of the swift growth right now.
all of a sudden, i had this mentality that we are growing way too fast.
in another year to come, we will graduate and move on in different paths.
a new start and an end to polytechnic life. how chornicle it is.
is there anything where we need not have to say goodbye and hello to the
new things pending in the latter. its does hurts to part whenever one just get
used to the surrounding. probably everything in life does comes to an end.
if only, if only we don't have to...
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on a dire note, i've no idea whats my future ahead.
we'll soon be out in the 'real' world and hows life going to be?
the trepidation in me has been showing sign of on the rise with each passing day.
on another note, its heartrending in knowing that dr darryl has to undergo an
operation. it does puzzle me at certain times of the fact that why people of
good natured are always the one to leave first. well, certainly the situation for
dr darryl isn't that bad afterall and he will get well soon after the operation.
speedy recovery!
p.s: he's really a compassionate and committed supervisor that im really thankful
of for his patience and guidance along the way.
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
11:24 PM

13 of april, friday the 13 as well, marked the last day in melbourne, the end of the
whole trip and almost a bad day for all of us with fear that our luggages would exceed
way too much from the maximum weight and we had to pay tax. im so thankful
that i managed to escape the 'extra payment' but a 28kg weight for my luaggage
certainly did keep me in apprehension priory. this is the worst experience i ever
had for a flight back. thats not all, having to carry 3 hand carriers, including my
laptop bag was indubitably an arduous task with a weight load of near to 20kg in
total. probably i should learn from chee wee by saying im young and fit huh.
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the past 6 weeks have been the most reminisce moments in my life. i miss
everything there. *misses. somehow im feeling so emo, the restless in me and
the lack of something which i couldn't find any words to describe.
*so much to say but i just can't the word.
probably im suffering from post-australia depression as well.
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i'll learn to be strong...
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
9:03 PM
Friday:





Saturday & sunday: went scienceworks (a similar science centre look alike) today and did this mini NAPFA test. interesting
though and i just realized the lack of excerise in me. i should bear in mind of doing excerise when im back
and to burn off the excess weight gained as well.
ps: have fun reading out the ink colour of the word instead of the word in the pics shown below.
went williamstown then and had our lunch before heading to boxhill for dinner. its surprising that i
managed to finish a medium size pizza on my own. i'd love the pizza here. simply so in love with it. i'll definitely miss the traditional pizza (Al Porto Vecchio). *misses. walked along the aisle of the sea side with
lots of yachts and came across two real à la mode cars. cool!
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a sumptuous breakfast treat plus hot choclate for myself on ester day together with the rest. its marvellous
to enjoy the most important meal for the day in such a sophisticated and refined restaurant. great ambience and fantastic foods. yum yum. pay a visit to the museum of the Great Walls of China then after as well as severals other galleries in the museum. party at home for the night. had lots of foods, snacks and drinks. the preparation of fries was almost a disaster with the pot caught in fire for a few moments. the kitchen was so
oily. yucks. but still everything went well after all.
*photos to be uploaded soon.
wouldn't it be perfect if good times do last forever...
You're the voice I hear inside my head, the reason that I'm singing
6:53 AM