moving house... sianz man..
| i looked at room, after so much packing, almost 20 boxes of stuff put away, i felt a sense of dejavu...
this was the place i came to stay in feb 2004... here i suffered, i endured and i trimphed.. (ahahha sounds cheesy) but.. seriously, this is how i am feeling... this is the last night i'm gonna spend my time in college square. many people call this place the starting ground for overseas students. the stepping stone to full independence in australia for international students.. yeah ppl, i'm moving.. to a place a whole lot cheaper, but smaller, ut more convinient, it's at the city, near the state library.. which is really cool.. there's a hungry jacks just under my building in which i am gonna stay.. ahahahhah.. i'm just gonna get fatter man.. anyway, the point here is, that.. my room feel like the room i've just moved in to this feb.. i've taken down all my posters, put away my tv, my radio, and my onli form of entertainment is the computer... it feels sad somehow.. it really reminded me of the sad, miserable days i spend right here in this room... i'm serious!! when my mom left, from that day on, i cried everytime i walked the narrow corridoor to my room, it lasted for about a week.. yeah, that was how bad it is.. i just felt so lonely.. never before in my life have i had a feeling like this. it's terrible.. that's why i tell ppl that i hate being alone.. it totally sucks.. then right there in that little room of mine, i learned that being alone sometimes ain't that bad.. we all need some time alone to peace out. but then again, everytime i look at this empty room, memories of that horrible 1st month here flashed before my eyes... it's so so so so so painful to remember.. i think i'll push it down to my unconsious memory.. it's called repression in psychology.. talking about psychology, whao.. for all those time i cursed and sweared about how hard it is to study that subject, i think i'm really gonna miss it.. it's interesting, and made me realise that the human mind is a whole lot more complex. however, this complex mind had unsually, sorted out the thinking processes of the brain to the simplist of explainations that work.. hahahah you all must be thinking i'm starting to blabber again.. all in all, i will never forget the clueless days i had in melbourne when i first arrived, unprepared, mentally, physically, and socially... let this be a hard lesson o myself man... chao... i'll be back on tuesday night. fast right guys.. miss ayh all so much!!! =) |
