Winter Semester 2, 2005.

This is how our board in the livingroom looks like now, is that mean to the new students???

12pm, it is sunny and the weather is 13.3 degress but feels like 12.7 degress. Also was predicted that it is going to shower today. Funny because the sun is so nice that you can never thought it would shower during this kind of weather. But then again, it's Melbourne, what can I say....

Today, 7th of July, 2006. Tomorrow will be exactly a year since I left for Melbourne for the first time. It was weird. I was scared that I won't have any friends. I was scared because I was moving to a foreign country where I know, no one, no where and absolutely nothing! Though I was not alone, my parents were with me at that time, I was still scared. I didn't know how to cook, I didn't bother to learn. It was cold and every face I see, were unfimiliar. I felt lost.

Looking back, I remember the first night I arrived, I had a long ice breaking chat with Johanna. She first hated me when I entered the house with 5 big bags where she had to pack her whole life in a suitcase of 20kg and I had excessed my baggage limitation thanks to my parents. They didn't bring a lot of stuff so they carried all my shit. of course she didn't know that at first. After the talk talked got smoother and better. Over the time, we got to know each other inside out, very slowly but surely and our bond just got stronger everyday.

Both Amran and Johanna were on the couch in front of the TV bunddled up in their big comfy blankets when I first arrive that day. I was guided to my new room and I felt like I didn't want to go out of the room. I was shy, scared, and just afraid that people might not like me. But I know I had to push myself to go talk to one of them.

Amran was the quiet one (besides Chia Ling of course hehe). I didn't really talk to her that much at the begining of the semester. But somehow, we got really close. Our friendship just grew. Seriously, if I was not living with her, I'd have a whole different perspective of her. She's one of a kind. If you don't know her, you would think that she's snobby if you catch her at the wrong time. Other times she's the most friendliest and the most craziest person I know. We learned about one other and somehow, both Johanna and Amran became to closest family I have in Australia. They were my sisters I never thought I'd get.

Our first house party was somewhere down the road. 3 of us followed Sunil and all his Canadian friends for a while and left because we couldn't take it. Damn that was horrible for us. It maybe good for all the Canadians, but not for us though. How can we forget such inccident. Hehehe....

I was in the kitchen and my parents were in watching TV in the living room when Netsai came in the front door with Nick helping her our with her groceries. She was loud, bubbly and extreamly talkative. She sort of got along with my mom but not quite. They talk so there's no problem there but that's also the problem. When both needs to talk, you know how it goes ;). She was the only girl from the previous semester 1, 2005. she's nice, but we didn't get to know her well back then since she's always not around, busy with her 2 jobs and studies. But last semester, she was around more which was nice. This semester, it's the two of us who have been here long, getting new housemates and shit.. At least I'm not alone...

A night before the orientation day, I was sitting by the picnic table smoking and that's when I met oh-so-talkative Mel. She was the first person who smokes in iHouse at that particular moment. We talked and became friends after that, Semester 2, 2005, things were different. A lot different. Semester 1, 2006 was not bad. A lot of Americans but I had JJ with me and we met James and Jen which were nice and I didn't want to let go. Fuck, things are going to be even more different this time, Semester 2, 2006. Somehow I don't really feel like going through this semester. I'm being bias I know. Just need to get use to changes, time will tell, right?

12pm, it was sunny and my eyes were wide open by a fimiliar sound I always hear in the mornin. The squeaking sound of Johanna's door. It's very distinct since her door is right beside my bed. Amran's door does the same sound but softer. For a split second, I thought it was Johanna coming out from the sound of the door. But as soon as I realize that it was the new Hong Kong girl, my heart sank.

I wanted to go back to sleep, the dream was so nice. Everybody was there, I wanted to go back to that nice happy place but I couldn't. So I got up and sat by my bedroom window. It's 20 past 1pm. Yes, the weather is looking sad now, prediction was right, the sky's going to cry....

-Synchronicity Out-