if ever I make a lot of money, I would go to the states for shopping.

thank you so much for the pair of flipflops nic.

although our moms are making so much noise about how much it cost, but I really appreciate it cos I think it's really really really pretty. wait. correction. I imagine it to be really really really pretty. I am sure it is!

:)

now, I cannot wait to go home and try all my new stuff.


7 more months of hard work and 4 months of crazy holidays.

life is good.

I caught V for Vendetta yesterday.

So politic-ish. Couldn't really understand some parts. But, it was quite a good show. I am so waiting to catch the Da Vinci code. I wish they would sell pirated dvds here.

:)

Celeste, Leng and I had a fun day checking South Bank. Oho. Did I mentioned that we went there at night to check out the night market? It was nothing much, but beautiful scenery. (too lazy to edit all the pictures because my software in the computer is screwed up and I refuse to restart my computer, but you get to see beautiful sceneries!)


We were at some Malaysian 'makan' night thingy; Leng, me and Celeste.


Night lights of Brisbane Treasury Cassino.

That was last week pictures.


Hello, from one of Brisbane's bus stop.


Taken by Celeste, with her kick-ass camera from South Bank. It's a view of some part of the city.


She's my damn cool housemate! I love her to bits. We just had lunch - that explains the big tummy.


That's me and Leng walking back on the Victoria Bridge. Picture taken by Celeste from behind - like the effect.



I met the friendliest bus driver today.

Leng and I got onto 364 which takes us all the way to the valley.

"Morning!"
"Where are you girls heading to?"
"The valley?"
"Ah! but I am going to make a big round before I get to the city. Do you want to hop onto another bus?"
"It's okay. We'll follow you for a tour!"

After a few stops, he had to make a stop nearby the campus bus stop. He got down from his driver seat and came to talk to us.

"So, where are you girls from?"
"Malaysia."

There was another girl in the bus. "I'm from Indonesia."

"How long have you been here?"
"About two months or so."
"Two months? Your English is really good. Well compared to a lot of chinese students who are studying here."

/grin.

"Well, we speak English back home. And it really depends which part of the country are you from."

And the he told us that he used to be teaching in China and all..

Like how often do you get to have a friendly chat with a bus driver?

So nice of him!

See. So friendly. I like friendly bus drivers!

:)

That's one of the best things in Brisbane. Well, you do get moody ones who grunts at you, but... most of the time they are friendly!

Oh by the way,

when you type, http://estee.doinkdoink.com, you won't be able to come to the blogdrive blog anymore. I am working on a new site. So yups.

Stick to http://estee.blogdrive.com, will ya?

Happy Good Friday!


:)

Easter here is quite a big thing.

Which reminds me of Easter back home. Every year, church has a superb presentation. I wonder how is this year's presentation. The most exciting thing is that they have sunrise service this year! We haven't had sunrise service for the longest time. I remember the last time during sunrise service, my sister and I would be so sleepy, in order to keep ourselves awake, we would amuse ourselves and make fun of our senior pastor when he is preaching. I know, damn jahanam. But when he preaches his whole body moves, and his gestures; it cracked my sister and I up. That was many years back. And this year, church decided to have sunrise service. Without ME!

/frowns

Anyway, Easter here is absolutely fantastic. I get to eat CHOCOLATE CAKE which I have not get to eat in the LONGEST time and M&M's easter CHOCOLATES!

ROCKS my socks!

My lecturer went out of the class after the lecture was over and when I was about to dash out of the room she came back with a chocolate cake and M&M's easter chocolates. So nice right? :)

We left, and Gerald, Therese and I wanted a group picture of us. So we tried the camwhore way. UNFORTUNATELY, everytime we try, we fail. There goes all the camwhore skills lar. So we decided to use timer. And we did capture some pictures. I will post them up when I get them from Uncle Gerry.







It was fun.

You know how sometimes you expect your day to be one of those crazy days whereby you get to uni, lecturer stresses you with your assignments, and then you go home, you stress yourself out about assignments? And you just dread going to classes or even more so, you dread doing anything. Sometimes you just feel like hiding under your duvet covers and never want to come out to see the world. But once you come out, and face reality, you realise that it's not so bad after all? All you have to do is tackle it, enjoy the simple things in life with others and the day is not that bad after all.

I don't really know how to put it in words, but that's the closest I can describe to you. Ever since I've been here, I felt like there's a guardian angel over me ALL the time. I don't know whether it's my crazy imagination or maybe my over powered faith in God (haha. laugh your hearts out!) but ever since I came here, things fell into place so well. It feels good you know.

/reminiscing.

It's like for example, when dad left, I was crying my eyes out. I swear I was. But so happened Yvonne and her friends were in the city, so she came and brought me out for dinner, and she was there for me, and I felt like.. homesickless. And the next day, my housemate, Leng moved in. I spent so much time with her and her mom was here for a week to cook for us, we felt practically at home! And when I went for orientation, at first it was CRAP being all ALONE. I forgotten how is it like to be alone already. But soon enough, I made friends and not only friends but they're like God-sent; not only being in the same wave-length; well they speak singlish, close enough to manglish. To top it all, the both of them are christians.

So yeah. I think, besides complaining about being a workaholic, I do like being workaholic, don't get me wrong, and having to live in boring Brisbane, things aren't so bad after all right. I just needed to give you my shitty parts of life.

What can I say?

You can never be happy and satisfied in life.

Well, I try. Hard.

Just yesterday I was skyping with my kaki from church, Sze May.



"Eh, when's your birthday ah?"

*whinges she forgotten my birthday*

"30th la"

"Hah? I thought 29th? 30th ah?"

"....."



I know she purposely wun.



"Eh you have no australian slang!"

"I don't want an aussie slang lar!"



And then more ramblings about life here and life back home.



"Eh.. our bah ku teh plans never work wun."

"Oh really? How come"

*evil grin*

"Don't know lar..*

"Don't mention about bah ku teh lar. I WANT to eat bah ku teh!"



See, she purposely rub all this into my face wun. Damn teruk. Evil lar you Sze May.