thought # 86- young and restless, old and careless.

it is approximately 1:12pm. i am in the midst of studying for my last exam. thank the good Lord that they are almost over. now for the results... but i am not even beginning to ponder. i just want my mid sem break next week! so the events of my past week have been very eventful. i cannot help but smile at the antics that i find myself affiliated with.

firstly, saturday night was brilliant. it was one of the most interesting, fun, splendid, messy, embarrassing, aching, mischievous nights ever. it was definitely the way i wanted to spend my 18th birthday, in comparison to the frills and agonising preparation of a debut (i love debuts by the way, just not my personal cup of tea). the beginning of the evening was slightly stressful i must say, everything from lugging around a giant cupcake with my mother through qvb in toe crunching heels, booking at westend and dinner hickups at radisson. nevertheless, by the time we had finished our din din, which was absolutely delicious, things had run smoothly and we were all in much merriment. my lovely parents and lola left us at radisson and the party truly began!

we first arrived at the ivy sandwiched between gorgeous business suited folk and overpriced drinks. im pretty sure i had a fair share of drinks in the hour we were there haha. sadly my feet killed and any proposition of dancing would cause my toes to literally snap. we waited till chris came and then i went to the ridiculously long bathroom queue with sam. one observation i must add is how i absolutely loathe having to go to the loo every 20min after drinking. its so inconvenient, untimely and frankly tiring haha. after the meets, greets, perving, pathetic giddiness subsided, we all agreed to visit oxford art factory.

hopping inside a taxi, we arrived at oxford street in the company of a million smoking teenagers, and an eclectic collection of people. with an id asked for the third time (i was quite happy haha) the atmosphere changed into a laid back, gritty, dirty sort of scenery (especially compared to the ivy haha). but nonetheless, it was a splendid experiencing, sipping and puffing away, in the company of drunken friends and itune selected beats haha. the night passed by oh so quickly and before we knew it, it was around 3ish. my feet had given up any ability to walk, move or function hence i agreed to go back to the hotel and get some sleep (the need to study on that sunday morning also kept me from being on the prowl till 6am).

we all arrived back at westend and after much chatter, restlessness, recollections, music playing we all fell asleep. the pillow was horrible and i kept waking up incessantly either because it was too hot, too cold, my neck was sore or my feet was sore. i finally awoke at 9am and woke the other tired little bodies. we checked out just before 10am and the girls and i caught the train and bus back. i arrived home utterly gone and dilapidated. but regretted nothing.

after a brief study and nanna nap, we all went to sunday night church which was fantastic haha. then before i knew it, my sunday was over. so i guess my weekend was amazing and brilliant and one of those weekends that cause you to smile to yourself and chuckle internally. now to return to marketing study (sigh). i guess i could tell you about yesterdays unique playdate with elle as well but ill leave that for next time haha.

love,

p.s. yes that was one sexy birthday cupcake, and yes im embarrassing cause i dont know how to blow out birthday candles haha. 

thought # 65- dating myself sounds slightly depressing

but its true. i never paid much attention to sole wandering in the city and have always thought of it as a hassle free way to play until today. finishing a lecture early opened myself to a possibility of free time with the absence of a companion or anyone familiar for that matter hence i chose to have a little city date with myself. usually i would find this fine and dandy to be strolling with large quantities of shopping bags (via my impulsion and lack of self control), coffee/gelato in hand, smiling pathetically at the lovely couples crossing my path and perving subtly at the handsome strangers in their solo trivial routine, without any real effect. however today, perhaps its just the situation i was in, or the absence of sleep and ergo the absence of proper thinking, was different. i actually felt kind of left out. leftover, single and feeling the solitude sort of thing. i suddenly wanted that person beside me, not holding my hand, but next to me carrying my shopping bags, buying me ice cream, holding the umbrella out (i know it sounds like i need a p.a. or slave but you are mistaken haha).

it was this sudden desire, that turned my date into a depressing muse. i mean don't get me wrong im not desperate and single life is amazing and carefree and headache-less than relationships. but there are moments, perhaps birthed out of being single for too long, or lonely for too long, or being one without another for too long. perhaps its any condition "for too long" which causes one to yearn. but then i guess im reminded of my little impromptu pact of patience. and i still stand by it.

as much as i wouldnt mind someone in my life, i mind getting into the wrong relationship. i do mind who  that someone is in my life. and im hoping the patience is worth it. so as i begin university on monday, i will keep this in mind. knowing me the utter excitement of university and university folk alike will completely cause me to momentarily short circuit, but i must remind myself that patience is priceless and will be paid in amounts surpassing anything monetary.

it's true when people say, you can't put a price on peace of mind. so with less anxiety and frustration in mind and with more patience and hope, im holding out for my next date with myself as less depressing. who knows i might meet another soul having a date with himself too haha.

love,

p.s. gross... *bursts into tears* HAHAHA i kid.

thought # 39- why i adored sydney festival 2010

this is an unconventional thought in that i was intending to recount all that occurred yesterday, and i still intend to do but through the medium that i love doing best... listing haha.

15 things i did which embodied sydney festival 2010.

1. felt relatively genius in asking about how to purchase a train ticket to the city and even smarter to have kuan laugh at my face haha.
2. increased my knowledge in using slrs and felt empowered by taking stalker photographs of strangers and inanimate objects.
3. conversed with my favourites on the way to town hall, received my christmas present from a slack best friend (love you mads haha) and made faces through the reflection of the train window.
4. complained about the heat and was asian by using my umbrella and running (yes, running) towards any possible locus of shade.
5. gorged on water, all day.
6. was peer pressured to sing in the middle of the street whilst watching newly weds perspire and retire into each others arms at st marys cathedral.
7. walked to myer and visiting our lovely dnm grass couch.
8. walked past air conditioned stores and desired nothing more than to be frozen for a moment.
9. took photos on the grass and was abused by those damn subliminal messaged-fuelled anz fans.
10. perved on handsome strangers and reunited with familiar faces.
11. linked arms with mads and kuan as we trekked in search for ice tea.
12. walked through the empty st james station walkway on the way home HAHA
13. ate red rock deli after feeling delirious with hunger.
14. power napped on the train.
15. returned home with a decided mind to repeat this all next year. 

oh what a splendid day. thanks for all who came and made yesterday memorable. next year awaits!

oh and happy birthday to my uncle leslie whose birthday i attended yesterday despite feeling flushed, tired and worn down from the morning's events. nevertheless it was a good day :)

love

ps. at the fountain in hyde park. thanks kuan for the flattering photo haha.

thought # 37- i'm a university admirer

as in i have a feeling ill be one of those sad little nerds who will live, breathe and thrive in the glories of tertiary study and find excitement over lectures, handsome strangers who walk past daily, coffee and lunch dates with old friends and new ones and the liberty of no uniform and hair regulations. i have a feeling i will never really get over the university phase haha.

i can affirm this thought whilst walking through usyd's prodigious campus and feeling utterly at home. poor kuan and mads who had to witness my excitement and share in my jubilation to be at a mock lecture. thank you both for coming with me. i love you my favourites who put up with my nerdy self. regardless if usyd will be my university (for first year anyway) i am beyond excited at finally beginning life after high school and expectant at what this year will birth and bring.

so yesterday's much tiring but splendid day involved meeting with kuan at blacktown, in which we unexpectedly bumped into ced on the way to work. after never finding mads on the train we eventually sighted her at central and began our walk to uts. the straightforward trip was interrupted (on a good note) by the darling josh baissari who was also on his way to uts. after collecting our freebies as is always an advantage, we caught the free bus to syd uni and after momentarily getting lost and shotgunning each other to ask questions, we managed to attend the business lecture and collect information etc.

we went to lunch at a korean bbq thanks to kuan and enjoyed our meal like tourists haha. we waited for the bus to unsw but unfortunately this never arrived and out of boredom, tire and a compulsion to shop and consume gelato we decided to go to town hall and go to qvb. we went to myer and spent a ridiculous amount of time dnming on a couch made of grass... this was without a doubt a highlight of our whole adventure. after mads bought her gelato (relationship therapy) and headed home. after mads left us at westmead, kuan and i continued to blacktown where we had boost and waited for his mother.

after being thankfully dropped off by kuan's mother, i arrived back home with aching legs, much information and my mind decided and set upon which university. hence the conclusion of my day haha. over all the day was splendid, hot, intriguing, educational haha and grand.

love

p.s. once again we should of taken photos!