Friday, September 7, 2007

Chapter : Trip to Brisbane

Finally I am updating my journal after staying in Brisbane for 8 days and have barely time to type a proper journal entry due to the fact that I have no privacy. My time spent in Brisbane was pretty dead because Brisbane is a small country and well, there isn’t much to do to begin with. I went to Harbour Town and did some shopping, went to Surfer’s Paradise to walk around. I have to admit that Brisbane is a pretty nice and relaxing town. But I wouldn’t know whether I can live there but I guess I have to get use to it I suppose.

On the other hand, my time in Brisbane was mostly spent seeing the universities there and meeting up with the representatives from those universities. I have already sent my application to these three universities, Griffith, Qantm and QUT. Now I’m waiting for the offer letter to arrive to confirm my placement in the universities and if everything goes well, I would be leaving to Brisbane by February. The reason why I decided to go to Brisbane is because after listening to my dad’s prep talk, saying that he is retiring in 2 and a half years time and I have to support my youngest brother education and if I go to Brisbane I would be able to save money on the accommodation, transportation and also on food expenses because my sister is studying there.

Although my main wish is to go to Vancouver to study but I have to think of my brother’s education too and well, I have to think of my own future too. My sister is applying for a PR there and when I study there, I would be able to apply for a PR too and my family would be able to do the same and migrate there and therefore my youngest brother’s education wouldn’t be so expensive then. I would probably be working there too because if I am not mistaken when I get my PR I would have to fulfill some conditions or some things.

Looking on the brighter side, at least the job opportunity is not too bad and well, I would be able to work there or something. If things get better, I might be able to apply to work at other countries too. So I have to look things on the brighter side. Every cloud does have a silver lining. Wouldn’t you think so? For what’s worth, I did get my daily dosage of eye candies when I was there. This is what I found out that differentiates between Malaysia and Australia.

Malaysia vs. Australia.

Australians are pretty polite people because they give ways to people who are crossing the roads and you don’t need to know about us Malaysians.
Australians that works in constructions sites or even garbage collectors are good looking!
Some Australian men wear shorts, like really short shorts and do their daily work.
You can walk around bare footed in Australia and people wouldn’t even give a damn.
Australia is a pretty laid back country.
Australia knows when work is and when is play time.
Brisbane is a very hilly place.
Australia ends things at 9pm. I so prefer Malaysia because of the 24 hours mamak non-stop.
Malaysia has CHILLI.
Australia’s has way better Mcds and KFC.

I can’t think of anymore because I was listing it out in my head when I was walking around Brisbane but then it took me a while to get to type it in my journal entry and therefore these things tend to slip my mind. Anyway, furthering on my story…Brisbane’s portions of food is huge and half the time I have to force myself to finish it. Even though it is expensive but looking at their large portions of food, I will say that it is pretty reasonable. It is like paying for the amount you are getting. I will probably add tons of weight when I go there because in a week I can actually put on 5kgs. Wouldn’t want to think what happens if I go there for 2 years.

After I came back, Nicole was already back in US and I didn’t even get to meet up with her. My 17 year old brother said that I have gotten darker. Joey and Yuki said that I look better with some weigh on me. All in all, I really miss my mates and I was so happy the moment I got back they came. I reached KL on the 4th around 7 something in the morning or earlier I couldn’t remember and later that night itself or the next day the Rashingis and Yuki dropped by for a visit. Joey and Yuki stayed over the night unexpectedly because Joey was supposed to do her work in Yuki’s place but came over my place first and did her work here and Yuki was accompanying her at the same time and in the end, they slept over my place.

It felt like forever not seeing them when I was in Brisbane and this cost me to worry because what will happen if I go there and study and work there? Would I be able to adapt my lifestyle there? I actually love KL’s hectic life to be honest. Sadly but true. Well, I can’t say it now because I really wouldn’t know until I experience it myself right? Joey has already graduated from college, well, sort of but she still has to go back to do her animation though. Her exhibition launch is tonight and I promised her that I would go because she would feel uncomfortable because of the atmosphere.

A lot of things can actually happen when I was away for 8 days and this guy Seng Hon I was seeing, it became weird because I could feel the distance between us and this sixth sense of mine is tingling saying that it wouldn’t work out. So I guess it is time for me to move on or just stick to my single life. More or less, I would say I should go with the flow. I finally went for my late night drinks at Centerpoint Mcds’ with Yuki and Joey. Joining us was this guy named Foong. We sat there talking, teasing, laughing, making jokes, talking about serious things and talking about ghost stories that made me freak out and felt really scared to go back home to my 13th floor condo.

After that we were joined by another friend, Pei Chyi which she was with her own housemates named, Maria (though her Chinese name is similar to mine) and Jin. They were Pei Chyi’s age which is 19 and I felt pretty old at that time. Funnily enough Jin and I seem to have a similar interest and we were pretty much in sync most of the time. I found my twin brother without realizing I thought. During my time when I was hanging out there, the guy who asked for my number named Marco suddenly appeared and gave me a shock. It is because he and I don’t message each other anymore and also the fact that he was supposedly to be “courting” me but I knew that he was just fooling around as usual. Well, due to the fact that he only got my number after my outing to Maison and the next day asking me out for a drink and knowing the fact the main reason he asked my number is because of the way I look. I feel so…used. But he is a pretty nice guy but he is only really quiet because his main language is Chinese and everyone knows that I can’t speak Chinese to save my life.

Maybe I should start taking up Chinese lessons in order for me to be able to live up to my own reputation as a Chinese. Funnily enough, I just want to learn how to speak and understand but not write. The main languages that I really want to learn how to speak, understand and write are Japanese and Korean. Oh well, let see how things go…I myself wouldn’t know.

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