Jacify My Statement.

Is cold. Am alone in the apartment. Just Gwen Stefani‘s 4am in the morning playing behind the background. I can’t even leech connection from anywhere. That’s how pathetic Aussie is.

Aside from that, service here is excellent, much more interactive and personal. On the contrary, it can be pain in the ass on days when you wanna be left alone.

Been walking around the city area a lot lately, I saw Britney look alike, ashlee look alike and even Jude Law wannabe! Is damn exciting lar. Hahaha… Clothes here are relatively cheap and everyone here are all so Hollywood-ly dressed up. Sunnies a must! So I can do super star everyday and not afraid I will look like alien, though I am considered one here, especially when they hear me speak. English, Chinese, limited hokkien…

Male drivers horned when they want to pick up the girl by the roadside or shouting things like,” hey wanna be friends? You are so cute.” Things like that. I am not the target. Yvonne, the HOT one, was and they didn’t shout anything but mumbled something that we didn’t bother to decipher.

Peace,

The Exotic One

4^thJuly

Spent an hour walking aimlessly in Paddington, another hour in the city alone. Cool experience though. Reminded of my days in Bangkok where I went shopping alone. Shops here are basically closed around 5pm and transportation system here is not as “GREAT” as compared to Singapore. Be happy your bus comes within 10 mins. Here in Brisbane, buses do not come as often and average waiting time is around approximately 15-30 mins. For Jasmine’s case, she needs to catch 414 everyday to school, or she has to wait for an hour for the next bus!! Imagine! Every day, we are battling with time and buses.

Headed to Melissa’s place after von’s work, got to know max and joe. Managed to read my testis and check my emails at her place. They were smoking weeds. All of them, except von and I. We were house hunting. Bardon is a nice place but in 59?! Is WTH! I have to conquer Mt Everest every day. (3km to bustop)

What did I do today? Basically, I spent the day watching prison break. Good show, good actor. My only entertainment, so far. Didn’t get to go out today. Didn’t wish to. Menses is killing me. The amount of liquid out there has doubled!!

Tomorrow will be a busy day, busy exploring UQ and South Bank TAFE. To get both Von and my enrolment and student card done so that we can enjoy cheaper bus fare.

On a lighter note, do you know that Burger King in Aussie is called Hungry Jack’s? haha lame name!

Life keeps getting harder for the exotic one.

6^th July

I managed to get up real early to UQ today to go for the “Getting Started Session” at 9am. Do note that Brisbane’s time is 2hrs faster than Singapore’s. So imagine I need to get up that early and sleep the same time I did when I was in Sg. God save my ass!

I got spoilt for choices to get to school. There are city cat (Ferry) to trains to buses and even cycling. School is really big and is like a park more than a school. Beautiful place, I must say. Met up with Jasmine for a while and I must thank her for feeding me with all the information that I can’t accessed. Without her, I feel lost.

Von, as usual, got to head to work so I was left alone in the city. This time round, I didn’t ventured but opt to go home to rest. A day’s work of enrolling and getting from places to places wrecked my energy level to the minimum. I walked up the “peak” alone, just me and my music. Is darn pathetic, it really is. Both of us can’t wait to move out of this shit hole.

Didn’t realize I am so reliant to my home till I’m here. Whenever I reached home, there’s no more warm food ready for me. No irritating barks to welcome me when I opened the door. I can no longer hear loud tv noises coming out from my house. I am no longer in that house that I used to live in. I miss home. Only cold stale air coming out of the so called “home”, cold tinned soup awaiting its fate in the cabinet and silence is all I hear in this house.

Welcome to my new lease of life for the next 1.5yrs.

11^th July
Head school almost every day this week. I guess I am adapting well enough and coping fine enough with the travelling and environment. As for the current lodging, it becomes a routine to climb the peak just to take a god damn bus. However, seeing familiar faces on the bus or the bus stop itself brings a smile to my face. A sign that indicates I didn’t miss my bus? Or the silent acknowledgement that we made it through “yesterday” and now we have to battle “today”?

It’s always consoling to get smses or emails or any of replies from my friends, as if an invisible “push” behind my back, reminding me that I am not forgotten in Singapore. Not be able to get connected online is the worst torture one could EVER go through. Yet, not knowing what’s going on with your friends is worse. Blame it on my kpo character.

Viewed a few houses/ units. The one in Ryan St, West End, is classic. Classically Kampong. KNN! Is a wooden Queenslander house and damn lok kok. There’s a flight of stairs before reaching the front door of the house. Guess what I saw that put me off? I saw the owner pouring dirty water out of the house lor! So angmoh kampong lar! Who in the hell will pour sewage water out of the house? (Level 2 to level 1) I didn’t dare to take any photos of the house. Worried that I will be murdered in that very ulu area, plus, von kept on emphasizing to me that I am in Aussie and not in Singapore, so I can’t do things without using my brains. Erm…

Anyway, anyhow, life here is moving on. Smile. Like what Bird said, nunnery must close down! No more nuns!!

Xiao Shi, if you are reading, pls email me. I think I need you to mail me my text book sia. Texts here are damn ex. 119 for one. -_-|||

Still surviving,

The exotic one