I just finished reading most of the blog posts I put up since I arrived in Perth.

The funny thing is that while I read what I wrote, I can actually feel and remember everything that I felt then. It's like a sense of nostalgia, something that clings on that you can't really see but understand intimately.

It's surprising that I jsut realised that I've switched houses so many times during these 10 months.

First on Beaufort Street, then moved to South Perth. Camped out on Ilse's couch for a few weeks, then moved to Bayswater with Jamie.

Ha. Was supposed to move into Currie hall sometime in July, but decided that forwards was the way to go.

Odd isn't it? Anyway, living in a home is so much more comfortable than in a dorm. One night in Currie Hall was all I needed to confirm that.

Somehow, I find the constant upheavel exciting and fun. And yet, I find myself living in Bayswater with Jamie for the past 7 months. Sucks that the lease is ending soon, but exciting too, cause now we can finally move out together alone.

Ahh, the time is coming up for my year end reflections, but seriously, at this point my readership's probably down to 2 people a week, so who cares.

Ah welll.

Pictures coming up next week, since I will be back in Singapore then. For once, I'm relishing coming back to Singapore because the weather is mad hot in Perth. Can't stand it. The flies and mosquitos eat you up alive.

See ya soon chiqas!

I just bought ice-cream from an ice cream truck!

You know, the really old-fashioned pink truck that plays music and comes riding down the road, with kids crowding around it, yelling for ice-cream!

How awesome is that?

I feel like I cancelled off one thing from my to-do list!

See, that's one thing that's missing in Singapore, it's a nostalgic memory that everyone should have!

Hee, feel like such a kid. =D

Heeheeheehee.

Now, I'm going to go solve the mystery of the creation of the universe.

I swear to God, I understand the phrase "you never forget your first love."

Because when you do have your first love, you're generally in your teens when your hormones are raging like a freaking fire.

Remember the aching in your chest you sometimes get when you were younger, but seemingly never happens anymore?

Yea well, that's cause you're now all grown up, and your hormones don't produce that feeling anymore.

So Selene, know what I mean? Scientifically, this makes more sense than what we thought it was.

And seriously, I think playing hard to get really does work. All the games and drama really does incite a longing feeling.

The more you can't get something, the more you want to obtain it.

On the other hand, when one gives everything freely without a fight, no matter how loving and sweet or fantastic you are, it wont create a feeling of absolute want.

Weird isn't it? That the conniving way wins.

I'm sitting at my dining table with my laptop, typing this out approximately an hour before I have to head to the airport.

Jamie's making curry for us at the stove, which smells really really good.

There are flowers on the table that he picked for me today, wildflowers, that are so colourful, so beautiful.

Somehow, even though I can't wait to come back and see all my friends and my family, I feel a little relunctant to leavebecause I feel this immense contentment when I'm with Jamie.

It's amazing how that is so. I can safely say that he is the first man I've ever been with that I haven't had all that drama and heartwrenching pain. Our relationship is just so smooth sailing, sweet, and happy.

Seriously, the only guy that I've ever come close to being completely myself with. Strange isn't it that I have to travel to an entirely different continent to find someone I can be myself with?

Actually, not that strange, seeing that Chinese men mostly have the same chauvanistic selfish quality built into them. Hey, no judging.

Anyway people, I'm off to walk the dog. Ciao!

My birthday is in October!

And my mum wants to celebrate it in september, because it's the closest I will be in Singapore.

Therefore, you guys have to celebrate my birthday there as well!

Ha.

Lol. My mother wanted me to guess what her present to me was, and being the crazily curious person I am, demanded that she told me.

My mother wanted to buy me cosmetic surgery to get rid of my moles.

. . .

I guess it's sweet, yet insulting at the same time. Hahahaha.

So, to avoid stupid presents like that, here comes what I told myself I would never do.

WISHLIST

1) CAR! Cause Perth is a hundred times bigger than Singapore, and it's crazy freezing in the morning

2) Heels. Cause Janice is a shoe fiend, and all her heels have died in Perth. Size 6 please, generally display sizes.

3) Books. Cause Janice is a bookworm, and therefore needs to read all the time. In the toilet, on the bus, on the train, on the plane (doh), while eating breakfast lunch dinner, all the time.

4) Photos. I want photos of all my friends.... =( Compile into photo album? No? Please? Hahaha.

5) Tattoo. Someone buy me a tattoo! Hahaha, I want a feather quill tattooed on me bum. Seriously. Or top of me bum.

6) Air ticket(s). So my friends can FUCKING FLY DOWN TO PERTH TO VISIT ME

7) Lingerie. Er, yea, somehow, mysteriously, all my bras and underwear has disappeared and been chewed up. 32 b or 34 a, thank you.

8) Money? HONG PAOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

9) Party. Someone organise me a party when I get back!

10) Paintball session. Phat ben already booked this. Oh well. Ha.

Okay seriously, besides the first option, the rest are all pretty low budget. Hahaha, I couldn't actually think of anything else that I want other than the car.

Hee.

Thank you lovelies!

Absolutely KILLED at my oral presentaion.

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

coming home coming home coming home coming home

lalalalalallalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala

want prata want prata want prata want prata want prata!

Walking to school today, I dreamed an entire storyline to work on.

I'm itching to work on it NOW, but I have more mundane things I simply HAVE to focus on like watching a video in class about homelessness.

And the video is so sad that I dont feel like writing my silly oh-so-funny story anymore.

I'm coming back in Septemberrrrrrrr! On the 20th, and ONCE AGAIN, I'm going to reach home at like 2.50 am. Hey, can't help it that Tiger airlines has such a shitty timeline for their aeroplanes.

Anyway, you guys don't HAVE to come and pick me up. Can't put you gusy through that again. I jsut want lots of presents, cause it's so close to my birthday.

Ha.

Oh, I have a friend who's going to come back with me. Nadia, you'll know who she is if you go through my facebook pictures. So we have a tourist coming to town!

You knwo what we have to do people?

It's time for DANCING IN THE MOONLIGHTTTTT!

Love you guys, take care till I get back!

Love love.