Melbourne shuffling

Fucking cold.

Hello there people back home. It is I, having a headache and i cant feel my toes. And i have to eat to keep myself warm. Its colder than you can imagine here in Melbourne because i'm sure you're sweating under your pyjamas now. Heh.

This place is a little more awesome than i expected. Unlike Singapore, I see homeless unshaven people everywhere. Even better that they're smelly and they have syringes clenched tightly in their fists as they gallavant through the streets. Not only that, i just ran into a bunch of obnoxious black kids making hell of a ruckus in the tram. Oh and you can carry a rucksack with wires potruding out. It doesn't really matter here.

Despite all that shit, I see myself here. Or at the least i think i do. The asians are crawling and infesting this area. The caucasians are merely just tourists. Maybe its not to such an extent but the scenario is pretty much like that. It helps tremendously with the culture shock that i was anticipating.

Oh the weather's been great so far. But i think i'll be damning it very very soon.

The girlfriend and i and a whole 6 others will be driving down to Mornington tomorrow. Its a 3 day spa trip. Then proceed to Phillips island apparently to see the famous pint sized penguins. And word is that the temperature there is probably a few degrees lower than it is now. I could be typing this with 3 layers on now if i were on the balcony. Which means I'd probably need to go about in a sleeping bag there.

And we sleep with a heater here. Heaters everywhere. In the bathroom too. Just huge halogen lights emitting feasible amount of heat.

Other than that, i've been surviving on sushi rolls, and waffles a.nd plenty, plenty of chocolates. Chocolate mamak, because the only mamaks here are chocolate cafes. Which explains my cough and sore throat.

Ok. My fingers are stiffening soon. Have fun back home.

Jinny

Kaloodooleepoo

What can one say about Singapore? I think 4 days spent there could be sufficient to solidify the fact that its citizens are probably the most paranoid. Even the Iraqis do not stare at your luggage bag with such suspiscion.

But then again the Iraqis do not have a standby army patiently anticipating an attack from Malaysia. While us Malaysians are busy fretting over the ludicrous increase in everything prices.

I'm back for a one day break before i (hopefully) fly off to Australia tomorrow. Hopefully because i've not bloody applied for a visa yet. I'm putting my hopes on someone who's pulling the strings tomorrow to sort out the visa and its damn suspenseful.

Fucking suspenseful laa cibai.

Nothing else to write today. Because my saliva keeps tasting like last night's fried oyster.

Jinny

I fucking fucking need it

"Our real future lies in the dirt and soil we walk on."

I've reached that interval in time in which i NEED a fresh new start. Just a few more trips for what's past and moulding to ponder and prepare for a new life, lifestyle.

New routines, new balance, new turn, new confidence, new respect, new people.

Because my self-esteem is dwindling and i'm being eaten away.

I should be going to Singapore on either friday or saturday before i fly off to Melbourne with the girlfriend for a recuperation period. Just to do a little more thorough thinking and planning the next step. And when i get back, i'm leaving everything as it is and i'm moving on from this.

My next chapter is not about repairing bonds. Its about getting myself employed. Getting myself useful for the right reasons. Finding a new clique, because existing ones seldom seem to stand on their side of the scale.

Here's to finding myself.

Oh, by the way, if you need something that i could and might provide despite whatever shit, you ask me yourself.

Jinny