A surprise in the mist.

Just took my supplementary paper on the 18th of February. Thought it was quite an okay paper and really hoped that I would pass.


A few days ago, I switched on my notebook to try checking the results, with dread in my heart. I'm never good in my exams, and neither was I any better in my programming skills. I would have to buck up.

Well, onwards I typed, and I saw an 'SP' replacing the 'RW' on my Programming 3 course. Wah. What was SP? Turns out that I passed!!!

Oh yeah, time to carry on with life. I was so happy that I shouted for joy. Finally I can go home. Months of missing out the Singapore life was coming to an end. Went to school to find out what was the next step to graduation. :P Got a handshake from Dale. Not really worth mentioning actually, considering that he almost got me extending my program over another semester. :(

Time to go back and enjoy the food. hehe.

Listening to oldies now.

I remembered when I was a kid, I use to hear lotsa English oldies on the radio, and sometimes my dad would sing this particular song, 500 miles to me almost every night before sleeping.

I really love hearing my dad sing that song, his voice really sounded really soothing. And so that song became my childhood song.

If you missed the train I'm on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
A hundred miles, a hundred miles,
A hundred miles, a hundred miles
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Not a shirt on my back
Not a penny to my name
And the land that I once loved is not my own
Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two,
Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home

A hundred tanks along the square
One man stands and stops them there
Someday soon the tide'll turn and I'll be free
I'll be free, I'll be free
I'll come home to my country
Someday soon the tide'll turn and I'll be free

If you missed the train I'm on
You will know that I am gone
You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles
Lord I'm one, Lord I'm two,
Lord I'm three, Lord I'm four
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home...
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home...

I'll be free, I'll be free
I'll come home to my country
Lord I'm five hundred miles away from home

You can hear the whistle blow five hundred miles.

Just listening to the various songs really bring back good memories.

So these are my favourite.
1. Rhythm of the Falling Rain
2. Tom Dooley
3. 500 Miles
4. Sixteen Tons
5. Stand By Me
6. Save the Last Dance For Me
7. Tennessee Waltz
8. Tell Laura I Love Her
9. Corrina Corrina
10. The End of the World

Exam blues over - for now.

Can't really use the Internet back home in Aunt Jennifer's place due to bandwidth constraints. So here I'm in school updating my blog.

Exams are finally over, time to get on with life and start sending out resumes. Some may ask why I have yet to send any resumes so far, but I didn't want to do a fool's job of applying for a unqualified job.

So what should I do when I get back home..?

1. Firstly I miss my family. Especially my siblings.
2. My parents as well.
3. Then I shall go meet some of my friends, those who are still free at this time of the year.
4. Time to move house as well. Better get the change of address from my dad so I can update it into my resume.
5. EAT!!!
6. Walk around Singapore and see what has changed so far.

Well, time to get a haircut. Realized long hair won't suit me when I start working and that yeah, I dislike my hair becoming thick. And I had such a sweet dream. hehe.

Fond memories of the past : Closure?

Was sleeping over at Kai's place on Friday, when I had this dream of past fond memories.

Dreamt of the moments I spend with Jori. I remember smiling in my dream of how lucky I was to have such a caring girlfriend, how she baked a pizza for me, though I said it was normal, but deep down, I really appreciated her effort and moments of how we shared somewhat of some happy moments together.

I recalled blaming myself for not being able to send her home after our dates due to army commitments. I remember how one of her retard friends who kept spoiling the mood among us with his non-stop irritating persistence in planning for your future. I really loved her then, despite all the misgivings I heard from friends and how I should go for someone better, since we were both very different. Went through the tests that you put on me grudgingly, knowing full well the intentions. I hated that.

I felt sorry for the stupid jokes I cracked on you. I knew you would feel hurt, yet I didn't understand why did I did that. I have just myself to blame for changing the light you viewed me as. Somehow or rather, I seem to love seeing your sulky face then, but two days ago, all I could remember was your smile and laughter and couldn't sleep while reliving the times. Always thought about how irritating that song book on the table was.

I reminisced about how you found the SNAG magazine in my bag, and commented that such magazines brought about naughty thoughts. But why, would I fantasize about the women in the mag with you by my side..? It was not to be, since you were always smiling while we were out. Loved pinching your cheeks then. Sorry that sometimes I pinched too hard.

I thought back of the times that I sent you home on the train, with you dozing by my side and those two funny aunties who kept smiling at us. Didn't think you knew about it. Remembering those sweet times.

Thought about the final SMS that didn't sound like you. Thought about the final email that you sent. I really wanted to give you a proper reply then, but decided to stone thy heart as its often said. And yet, your are still somewhere there around my thoughts.

As I sat in the plane, leaving my past behind on that fateful day, I thought of you, wondering would there be any changes when I'm gone and back. Yeah, from what I last knew, you were happily attached. Congrats and hope life is still ongoing for you.

Alas. a year and half plus has passed since I shut down the old blog of my memories and yea, while sitting in the meadows with the Aussie cows in the secluded countryside, looking at the bright passing clouds in the bright blue skies through the visible shade of my hat, something triggered in my head that registered clearly, silently, with a hollowing via my heart.

Its February and I miss you.

First day in Mount Dandedong.

I arrived at Aunt Jennifer's place around 7 yesterday, owning to a walk down the wrong path. And yes, I realized a few things.

1. Gas need to really run for awhile before it starts moving.
2. The cows are rather far away.
3. The pilot light is finally on.
4. Its really cold here.
5. The bus does run on Saturdays, so I guess I'm just left Sundays.
6. Weather looks hot enough to get a tan.

Nice Skies huh?


So what did I eat for dinner yesterday? : Beef and Mushroom flavoured rice.

No doubt this was from a packet, but I guess one might need a certain amount of skill to get the measurements right. Its my 3rd try, and finally, success!

The End Product


Walking Down


Finally, the pictures taken during the trip to the Melbourne Aquarium are out.

Last day @ Global House

Today is the last day that I'm putting up in my place in Carlton, after today, I would be moving to Aunt Jennifer's place in Dandedong.


Sounds like I'm going to live in seclusion and become a hermit. Haha.

Here's what I might concentrate on there:
1. Studying(IMPT!)
2. Running/Jogging/Cycling around the place.
3. Practice Aikido at Belgrave Station.
4. Getting a prefect tan.
5. Try to get the job at Red Roosters. ;P Better pay, nearer to home.
6. Improve on my culinary skills.
7. Explore the place.

Just wanna highlight, THERE'S A LOT OF COWS AROUND MY PLACE!!!

I should be updating my blog with new pics soon. So stick around.

Life with an uncluttered mind.

Focus.

This is just one thing I lack. I'm never able to focus on something for long, not sure why. Focus on your studies, regime and work. Pray on. I'm just 1 step to a new paper in my portfolio. Just 50 marks.

Loss of Mind.
Have you ever just before sleeping? Starting to see images of people you have no recollection of ever before met in your life. I've no idea where these images come from. And funny thing is, this always happened just before I fall asleep, and when I put my body to rest first. My eyes are closed, but I see images of people floating around, and I could see the happiness in them. This used to happen in Singapore, but now I'm seeing a lot more non-Asians. Who are they? ?_0 Am I losing my mind from being alone for too long..?

I've changed my taste in music. No more Techno/Trance for me anymore. Not that I dislike it, but life isn't moving really fast right now. I need something peaceful to stop the image rush in me. Thinking of getting that hat I saw at Ripcurl House. Fits my head. I've just moved to Dandedong, all my luggage that is. Currently still staying in the city, with just bare necessities within my reach.

I just watched The Biggest Loser on TV. Really inspirational, or motivation, as Joy calls it. Plus So You Think You Can Dance?, really liked these two shows. The dancers well, they were really fit. I'm not looking to be as fit as a bodybuilder, just a bod good enough for me to train martial arts with ease and minus the extra fats around would be good. A sculptured and toned front and back would be the best. Hehz. A six pack? Nah. Just an option not a requirement.

If only I could. Then I'll laugh in someone else's face and call her FATTY. Maybe I might.

I'm waiting. Judith and Daniel....come back. I'm missing you both. ;P