Special Thoughts.

Remember that professor who gave the famous "Last Lecture"? Well, yours truly is sure that everyone is wondering what has transpired since then. Or maybe you've already stumbled on this article. This is worth every minute of your time, reading each word.

http://ph.yahoo.matchmove.com/news/article/a-fathers-message-from-beyond-the-grave

Significant? Insignificant?

Of a Long, Short Week.

Unresolved module bidding and subjected to involuntarily sleep deprivation can make anyone roar!! prickly and insane irritable. So I found Prince Charmings who made my day much bearable. They could be my favourite twins surpassing even the Olsens.

Well, I don't feel like doing anything every day.

Clueless.

Going through previous posts, yours truly is finding it hard to not believe that the Chinese astrologers saw what was coming. Steady old girl.. There are many things that one can wish for but in the end, if it happens (or not, unfortunately), it happens.

The mind feels empty lately; it is as if someone clicked on auto-drive. Yours truly apologizes for the lack of creative juice. One doesn't need drama to fill up a blog. One doesn't even need.. Oh, oh, oh! Just remembered.

Yours truly spotted 2 burly, built men in leather jackets and huge helmets in an all-black gear yesterday..

Riding Vespas.

So you see. Enjoy the weekend.

Days Left to Home: 0.

Sure, the cold weather in Melbourne is horrid; the rain and wind did not help lessen the animosity. However, the 3 weeks has been fun. Australia has more to offer but it isn't the only offer on the table.

Thank you, nonetheless.

In 4 hours, the cab arrives. In 9.5 hours, the plane will land in Malaysia. This Saturday is/should be appropriately dedicated to Spongebob Squarepants. Maybe I'll just sleep through it all.

Clothes out of the dryer at 2AM in 8°C is a piece of heaven although the housemate is probably making voodoo dolls to keep us asleep.

Note: Laundry rooms should never be located next to the bedrooms.

At 11°C in Melbourne Winter.

Just when you think the devil has given up, you realize he has just found another method. You may sniff at the petty things and say that you can handle the world. But really, can you assure yourself that nothing catches up with you? Being in a limbo is hard when you're gearing to move on, scream, cry, pray or just do something. Waiting is just as hard as letting go. What assurance do you have that the trust and patience doesn't hurt in the end? To prostrate yourself and offer the raw feelings to someone you believe will never let you down.

It is never easy to walk down the road less taken. At times, catching glimpse of the smooth road, you have to catch yourself from leaping back there and going down that easy path. It would seem easier than proceeding against the current. Oh, the questions.

Have I changed? Have I done enough? Is it easier to be like them? Am I good enough? Will this attract them? What do they think of me? Maybe they would like me better if I... etc.

Then comes the question, wouldn't it be enough that you be true to yourself and just be?