in these 12 days

its been 12 days i've been away. If you ask me, i'm doing pretty ok. I've been able to settle well. The house is fucking messy i have to say. Basically i;m just coming up with the most abstract of reasons to actually skip cleaning up. For example, there was this huge cockroach which my housemate's tuition kid saw in the drawer but we were all too damn lazy to kill it... So we gave 'bruce' the oppotunity to live on another day. Its just something we have decided to call all the cockroaches. It was a large mother btw... So, days go by and when i was searching for gigi today, i found bruce dead under the couch. It only goes to prove that it all works out for the best.

I;ve missed church again this week due to the st kilda festival but since i have no one to accompany me, i guess, you know what... fuck making up excuses. I admit that its just an excuse. This week, i will go no matter what. I hope.

The wii is excellent. Its been my buddy. as in like seriously. It was what kept me going fo rthe past few days. Red steel was a great game... but i finished it and i dun feel like starting another man...

O ya... when i left singapore, i went on business class. Upgraded waahhoooooo... it was great. The service, the food, and the space. just marvellous. I made a fool of myself not knowing where everything was. But that is that... i lost the motivation to talk about that already.

I miss cheryl. I miss the rest of the group (peter, anand, qh, wy, wl) and in truth i wonder how everything is going to be once i go back in dec. will it be the same? From what i've figured, i think that there is a minute possibility of that happening. but there still is. How will it turn out.

When i was back for those 2 months, i seriously questioned whether i want to stay in aussie. The friends, the family. The culture that i've been so acustommed to. From what i've come to learn about myself is that i chose not to break out from the security circle even when the oppotunity presents itself, which is a bad thing. I need to find the motivation of which to do whatever is required for me to earn a shit load. Still, i have another year to figure out what i wanna do and if God allows and cheryl comes here, i need to figure out which is my next place to study... Have decided that masters is the way to go. but to which industry i have yet to decide.


So for guidance i pray,
that i'll be shown not just a way,
but the way,
of which i am to follow,
of which i should go,
for the rest of my years to earn my keep,
one which hopefully i wun lose too much sleep,
finding joy in the work i do,
and living a life i've so far forseen,
one which not only meets expectations.