One of the emotional days (22nd of Feb)

Before I left my house, he just got up and wechatted me, and I wasn't quite happy. The moodiness I got from my friend's departure last night has lasted for the entire night, and I can still feel it this morning. I have no idea why I was getting so upset about a primary school friend's going back to China after I have only spent two days with her. Perhaps the connections we had in those two days was so much that I have already made her as my closest friend, who I have been looking for so long and finally found someone understand me a lot...

I was having emotional outbreak when I was on the bus. Lowering my head while crying, tilting my head to the side with my hair covering my teary face as I didn't want anyone to see it. I haven't felt in this way for so long since I was 12, which was the first time I left my home country. I have once thought to myself, I will never get too emotionally attached to anyone when I leave a place after I have experienced how painful I have to go through a new turning point in my life. But today, I felt like as though I was back to that 12-year-old me, the time when I was unwillingly to leave someone, or knowing that someone has left me. She might never know I have cried for her for the memories we have had and how strong that old friendship has once came back. 

Anyways, I was accused of getting ready to dump him because I made friend with a guy who studies in UTS yesterday lool We had this talk on the train to Central. He has pointed out how often the strangers initiated a conversation with me and I never reject having a chat with them>.> 

Oh and the Greek festival was alright-ish....Not as much fun as the Jap festival or the Chinese new year which was held at Belmore Park. I wish there would be a lot of freebies to get, but it disappointed me quite a bit after panpan and I walked around every booth located along darling harbour. So we ended up getting to a Japanese restaurant nearby, to have our dinner. Dinner time was fine, indecisive me picked a grilled salmon set, and annoyed him to get either pork or chicken because I wanted to try his. He dominated our conversation as usual because I didn't feel right to talk to him again. But my hesitation to talk about a particular someone was really questionable for him so he kept on asking so many questions related to that person, yet I still didn't tell him the things he wanted to know. There was a bunch of Hongki also having dinner there, and talking loudly. Later on, we moved up to the second floor, he ordered a free ice cream and a latte for himself. 

He took me home as per usual, even the line was experienced trackwork and that we had to catch the train to a station and get on a bus from there to get back to my suburb. I didn't talk much on the bus as there was a scary man behind us. Until he left, I started talking back to him while having my fruit. By the time we got back, it was close to 10pm, I brought him back to the stairs at my flat so we could still talk a bit. I may think so negative at times, but starting from next Monday, everything will be different as we both need to go back to our busy life. There won't be that much time to hang around, or even spare some time to talk to each other. I doubt that if we are able to talk every night as he finishes classes so late, likewise I need to sleep even earlier. We then wechatted a bit before we both went to sleep, I whispered when I recorded my voice. I don't do this often unless there is a need to do it, which is now, and I guess I need to do more because typing is slightly more time consuming than speaking....So yeah....night night..*hugging teddy to sleep*

Unintentional sentimentality...(21st of March)

To fulfil her wish, I brought her back to Fish market in the morning. Same as yesterday, nobody can beat that connection we had with each other the entire day. That strong urge of me having so much to tell her, as well as being told by her a lot of happening in her life. She was quite appreciated to have me as a tour guide, an old friend that knows what she needs and how to make her happy. That satisfying face emerged once she got to Fish market this time, with a mixed feeling, she took quite a big deal of photos at every angle she thought it could reflect this iconic landmark in Sydney. We then only ordered a box of sushi box because seafood, especially salmon and lobsters contain massive amount of protein which may affect her result of body check for tomorrow. I exceptionally hate the obnoxious seagull taking my shrimp away once I turned around and took some pictures of the sea. But the family who was sitting a table away from us was even worse, when the whole tray of seafood fell off from the table, everything was flying in the air and being taken by the seagulls coming from every direction. It was too pitiful to watch such a scene at Fish market.

Later she asked me to take her to QVB, a building that we have spent most of our time walking through every luxurious store, toy store etc. Every girl likes little handcrafts. The tiny soldiers' figures and that big model of war is made up of thousands of small components which has attracted both of us to take some time to observe it carefully. Luxurious goods these days have expanded their market to things that we could barely imagine, such as those glittering pens and lego.

We have seen one of the stations of that UTS racing competition. People's balloon poppings to get the clue was one of the tricks they have done there, in order to entertain the audience around them. There was this guy who came and talked to both of us when we were only sitting next to them and chilling for a bit. He quickly made friend with us. During the gap between each group of contestants came, he asked Lin how her trip was, and asked about my studies and all that. Lastly he added my FB before we left. 

I looked at my watch, it was close to 4pm that time. I was asked to bring her back to her hostel. Soon we got there, I was waiting her down there to collect all her baggages. Thinking that was the last deep talk we had during this trip. Everything was chill but my heart was pumping strongly and intensely. She said that she's admired of my tough times, those times that I have been training myself quite well to deal with something that beyond my capability in my age. I said I am more admired of her who can travel somewhere afar alone to experience something new and different. Saying that I have someone here needed me to take care of. I just can't be that selfish to leave her like that. And learning how to live in a foreign country can really harden your heart. Maybe that's why it has turned me into a cold one. But someone does get me, Lin gets me pretty well.

Until her friend came, the one that innocently relied on her everything throughout the whole trip. The water she left on the table this morning was still there, and she was attempted to drink it if we didn't ask her to stop. But I found her friend so cute, she's more of an experienced that needs more chances to solve problems herself. 

The most sentimental moment was when I walked with her to the train station, as well as our last talk before she dropped off from international airport. I was holding my tears having my attempt to tell her that she has given me so much fun in these two days if she didn't know. But I didn't want to make it as a sad end, I wish her all happy and cheerful to the last minute. I hugged her the last time, said to her to contact me via wechat, qq or FB whenever she has something to tell me. I will miss her so much and expecting to see her some day...really soon...

I don't ever think anyone would be able to feel me this way, when you have found someone truly understands you, and walks into your heart straightaway in a short period of time, the next minute she's left with all that feelings she has given you unintentionally, not that she has ever realised how happy I was with her, and how much I cherish these two days...It's so hard to have a soul mate. It's even harder to keep a soul mate...

Reunion (20th of Feb)

I couldn't tell you how excited I felt for her arrival in Sydney. She's one of my primary school friend in China who used to go every art competition with me when we were both in primary school; long term friend who I lost contact for so many years, somehow we are starting to reconnect each other due to the last gathering I went. These two days were awesome, but here you go. This is the first scene once we saw each other at Central bus stop, and first day we both met at a foreign country after 10 years of friendship.

Thanks for all the phone calls, wechat messages. The advanced media has reconnected us in a way. I saw her waving at me from far away at the bus stop from where she described she was. We had a bear hug, a super bear hug. You can't imagine how good I felt when I got to see my primary school, yup....primary school friend in Australia. The first time ever you cannot forget you'd still see this person after 10 years have passed. To not to feel awkward, I took the lead and dominated the whole conversation most of the time. I told her so much about some habits Aussies have such as laziness lool things like you won't see shops open til 9 or 10-ish here. Not to mention she wanted to know more about how our uni life is, as well as our fees payment etc, I felt myself as a real tour guide throughout our whole trip for the day because I got to have this chance to talk hell lots, even much more than how much I'd talk for 10 days lol

I brought her to UTS first, our first destination starting of the day which is a good place to take some pictures there, and to feel the cultural difference as well. We walked along level 2 and 3 and she told me that this uni gives her a really modernised feeling from the structure and design of this construction. Guess this is how everyone thinks of UTS. Suddenly mum called me so they have talked on the phone for 15 minutes long. She asked me to tour Lin to every iconic place that I can think of and don't waste her precious time. After her phone call, I took her to Chinatown. But we could already feel that there wasn't much to see along our way walk there as it was too early in the morning. I suggested to go Harbour bridge and Opera house first. So I led her back to train station and headed to Circular Quay where this is one of the places the tourists wish to go the most. Everytime when you think about Australia, Opera house will be the first thing that comes into your mind, am I right? Not that I realise how satisfying and lucky I should be after I've been living in this city for 5 years until today when I toured my friend around, because you won't reckon you are now here, one of the dream lands that immigrants want to come. I was the same when I just came here back in 5 years ago. The sky and surroundings to me, almost everything is like a painting on the canvas captured by any cameras, but their beauty gradually have turned into nothingness to me days by days once that new feeling as being a new immigrant is gone, and that I subtly take them for granted as a part of my possessions. Until today when I actually took some pictures of harbour bridge and Opera house for the really first time with my new phone. We found a closest spot for her to take more pictures, and walked up to Opera house where she could have that magnificent feeling of standing right in front of it. At that point, her mum called. So she handed me her phone and talked for a bit while we were facing the harbour bridge. Anyways we were so lucky to find the greatest spot that interest her the most, which is the Museum. It wasn't free but we sneaked into the second level where nobody would check lol One picture, one artwork, one handcraft is equal to infinite pages of discourse, I'd say some artworks are completely capable of communicating in their own ways. To some extent, art exhibition forms multiple definitions and angles for viewers to look for their aesthetic values and understandings. There is no particular definite answer to why they use certain materials to make up a part of the whole, or the entirety display in an irregular patterns. Questions like what interpretation they expect you to get through their bizarre arrangements, what messages they are conveying here, or simply it's related to what we should be focused more on and whatnot. I guess this is why Lin likes art exhibition as much as I do just by knowing we are doing the same degree- media, we've really got a lot in common. Rhinos are placed everywhere around the city, we have found quite a few of them. They are like another form of art that we like to discover.

St James is another place I took her to after Circular Quay. She lent me her sunglasses when we walked around the park in such a sunny day. You embrace the nature, you love Australia. I was influenced by her who used her professional camera to take a great amount of pictures there. And we got into the church afterwards. Unfortunately it's not allowed to take pictures there, but still, we took some when the guy wasn't looking at us. I guess most of the tourists do the same. Nobody can really stop tourists' urge to get their cameras out and take pictures of a place that they may visit once in a lifetime. After we came out from the church, we went to chill a bit somewhere at the park by eating some grapes I brought while we talked. I then recalled so much about my life in the past 5 years in here as she wanted to know. I wasn't sure if she could really feel my ups and downs I have encountered, the only thing I was sure that she's a really good listener. She never interjected when I talked, she only asked me some particular questions when I paused.

The next place is Martin Place where it's called the 'civic heart' of Sydney, one of the national Australian icons in popular culture, home to so many corporations such as RBA. It was a right choice to take her there because it has a large collection of buildings of various styles, from classical to contemporary. It has made me a tourist taking my phone out again to take pictures of all these notable and stylish buildings. I took her to the chocolate place where I went with panpan last time on our valentine's day. She enjoyed a lot having a combination of waffles, cheese, chocolate and macaroons plus her glass of ice-cream. We both were bloated to the max. Oh and she also showed me the pictures she took everytime when she learnt a new dishes on her phone. For some reason, we started to talk a lot about cooking. I do know something as mum has taught me her recipes, I haven't tried to make my own dishes yet. Anyways, we continued to walk, walk and walk through those landmark buildings until she asked me to go post office to send a post card for her Japanese friend who helped her to get her internship opportunity this time.

Back to Central as she needed to go back to hostel to charge her phone for half an hour. She let me enter her room where she lived with 7 or 8 others. So that was my first time ever go into a backpackers' hostel where you can truly feel the multicultural meanings here, up to 30+ different flags hanging on the ceiling, and people from all around the world speaking different languages around you.

Enough of chilling at the hostel. Oh and another thing that I told her to be aware of is that she should lock her baggage, and check before she leaves. Here, I am not saying I am afraid of her belongings got stolen, well, it might also be the case. As parents always tell me not to trust anyone outside, it's likely illegal items being put inside of your baggage without you knowing by strangers. It does happen.

Before we headed to darling harbour, she wanted to get some souvenirs from market city and some Chinese souvenir shops at Chinatown. But she couldn't decide what to get at the end lol Lastly, I took her to Darling harbour. Showing her around, explaining what all the most well known places are on both sides.

Fish market is another place she wanted to go. It was my fault forgetting to check what time it closed. By the time when we got there, there was no more shops open. She was a bit disappointed not getting to eat raw seafood but I promise that I'd take her there tomorrow.

The next place I took her was Casino which I also wanted to go as well. Funny how the security guard blocked us down there, checking our ID for quite a while because he mixed up both of our IDs for several times for questioning us why we look alike on the photographs LOL She said that this is the second time she went into a Casino. Going to Casino as one of our tourist destinations was not bad, was it? It's a life stage where you can see people are having quite a hard time there walking away from a winning streak, at the same time some are even having a harder time to leave the tables when they are losing the games. Lucky we were only the outsiders, we weren't involved.

We walked all the way back to darling harbour where we could chill and talk again. This was the time I felt so close to her from the experiences we shared. Her trips in Korea for half a year has had a huge impact on her understanding of how to be independent in a foreign country. But dinner was the best part out of everything for today. We recalled so many little things happened in our childhood such as Mo ce's article was so moved that everyone was quiet when the teacher read it. Other things like the reason why she wants to travel to so many countries, her family issues, as well as her self-directed learning and her goals she want to achieve in media industry. She explained to me some media theories that I don't know, as well as the projects she has done in the past have amazingly shown how much she has changed during this 10 years. We have learnt quite a lot from each other by exchanging our thought towards interest, family issues, our bachelor degrees and everything that we may concern. If time was allowed, we might not finish our awesome conversation this early. And I guess, I have subconsciously made her one of my closest buddy during that talk. It was one of the most pleasant talks recently. And I am looking forward to seeing her tomorrow :)

PS: mardi gras show at darling harbour was so epic. Lin is damn lucky getting to see those 5 gays performing at darling harbour before we went dinner. Some of them were even sexier than the women. Look at their gestures, the style of clothes they wore, their sexy long legs, just every feature that have made you so uncertain what's really going on here...

Going so well~ (19th of Feb)

I haven't slept more than 10 hours recently >.> But lucky that I ain't classify myself as a nocturnal animal either. I feel so great today, lots of things are done today. Booking for her appointment on the phone has taken my half an hour away because this medical centre in Hurstville was way too busy to answer one single phone call. Sending all my supporting documents to AIT to finalise my enrolment :). And yayayayyayyy I am going to oweek with Jenny next Mon and Tues...

But more importantly is......My primary school friend will be arrived in Syd tonight. Looking forward to seeing her face tomorrow :) I need to plan a great Sydney tour for her tonight...xD

Hello event reminder, you have totally energised me by seeing how perfectly you are being planned :3

Jamberoo trip (18th of Feb)

My first Jamberoo trip with le panpan was great. Even though an adventurous great moment of meeting up in the morning was such a pain in the ass=3= OK...I seriously feel the need to emphasise this bit here >.> We were quite busy wechatting each other before we met up at Wolli Creek. He missed his stop and I didn't know that his train was the one after the one I got on, right after I ran to the toilet, accidentally dropped my phone on my way there (Luckily it wasn't the stairs that I dropped..=.=) and I ran to platform 4 at my fastest speed...He then told me...I got on the different train =3= That's not it...Our second time was when we were planning to meet up at Hurstville, I thought he'd be on the one I got on since he said he'd be there really soon, and the train that was coming to my platform was also going to Kiama...I, once again missed him because he didn't get to wechat me his one was the one after...=.= I went all the way back to Hursy from Sutherland...We finally got to see each other there...

That two-hour trip on the train was awesome. I annoyed the shit outta him, he suffered from my childish acts. He was dying from laughing as he has never thought of how annoying I could be...But he has also done a great job on tickling me to death, torturing me to the max when he pressed my body to the seat with his butt and legs. That awesome fight between us was more than awesome, incredibly an awesome couple fight ever. Funny how I went on interrupting him to have his quiet time, and he stopped me from moving away from him at the same time. Even I purposely sat on the other side, he rang his own phone with my phone(We swapped phones for trolling purpose) As we planned, we got off from Albion, which is a few stations away from Kiama. He couldn't find any taxis or buses there in such an empty place. There was only an insecure feeling when we both walked out from the train station. However, he tried to use GPS to get to that bus stop, yet that doesn't seem like there would be any taxis get us to somewhere far once we found it by following the path of where GPS led us to. Disappointment...Nothing less than having disappointment, as well as our uncertainty and doubtfulness to whether we can get to Jamberoo today...He then made two calls to contact the caps somewhere from Wollongong. The big mistake he made was....he didn't even check their whereabouts before he chose that company to call. So we basically waited there for almost 20 minutes or more for that cap to come...and ended up walking all the way back to where we were from--the train station. I instinctively felt we might come back and I was right... I seriously didn't know what to say when we were waiting for the train. The only thing he did was to hand me a box of fried rice. And I ate it in a slightly bad mood. I knew that I couldn't be mad or grumpy to kill our whole day so yeh~

The train was still the best. It was a bad idea to drop off from Albion but whose fault was it? Nobody. We both were only like lost kids didn't know where to go. The view was so beautiful that I fell for it at my first sight. He went up to take a few photos for me after he felt my appreciation of that skyblue sea. Yes, you can see how adventurous our trip was before we got to Jamberoo. The taxi cost him $38, spent us more than 20 minutes to get there. But that moment was great when we finally reached our final destination.

Jamberoo isn't that as big as I thought. The rides are amazing and fun but not that as many as I expected. I wish I could write something crazy and wild about each ride we got on, but sorry, I can barely remember the names of the rides lol To sum up, the first ride was still the best out of everything. Funnel web spider? I think that's the name, is similar to the one I got on when I was much younger in that amusement park in my city. I like doing every wild and crazy thing in the darkness *pun intended* ;) The person who sat at the front would have this more deadly risky feeling because you don't know when you will be pulled down the next minute before entering the spiral shaped tunnel. And then the strong wave coming from every direction makes that even more of a bumpy ride, and I seriously did hit my face to my knee for several time, as well as  my bum got hurt>.> Panpan was gone crazy, that hyper kid is absolutely the one that jogged to every ride we went due to his overly excitement. But my feet hurt so much after we jogged around on that rough path. I might not be as high as him, but I was influenced by his bravery, except that I wasn't brave enough to jump from that mini cliff into that 5m height swimming pool. I couldn't open my eyes each and every time when a bucket of water poured onto my head from the top. And panpan hurt his balls before he reached to the ground from surf hill. Tai pan, is not as fun as other rides though. The chair lift was fine, except that I have height phobia which made me quite scared to look around or look down to the floor. I had that feeling of being a bird like yet you've got no wings to fly high but fall all the way down, so I held panpan tight...After that, the bobsled is the one for us to get down to the mountain by racing down on the track, we controlled our speed by either pulling or pushing the controller. Panpan must have been using his fastest speed to get down, I saw him fall once >.> Lastly, the bay, big swimming pool is the only that wasn't closed after 4pm. We enjoyed the rest of our time there being beaten up by the waves. I was quite easily lifted up by him in the water, I hugged him tight in case I fell. He threw me into the water when I misbehaved...But yes, I hurt my elbow by supporting my whole body when the wave hit...

Btw I saw my friend Briane and his gf in the beginning when we were going to get changed at Pavillion. To be precise, he recognised me from the back. He called my name loud and I turned around, surprised that we would be seeing each other here. And his new gf is really good looking, I've always been wondering in what way he has this ability to attract pretty girls. As I expected, panpan always has this attempt to show his enthusiasm towards anyone I introduce to. We bumped into each other for several times throughout the day, he already has made such a great friendship with him, and planning to add him on fb...=3=

At the end of the day, we waited for a taxi to drive us back to Kiama train station. I nearly fell asleep half way through. Sharing our corns to the birds was the only thing we could do during that long time of waiting. Weirdo was everywhere at the train station. There was a dramatic scene when this weird white smacking the machine so damn hard as he was pissed off at his money lost I assumed. Trolling machine must have swallowed his money yet didn't give him the chips he paid for hhaha Anyways I fell asleep on the train soundly this time although panpan's shoulders are slightly pointy. We didn't do much but had some private time at the back after we got on another train at Wollongong. That private time was...you know...so damn sexay ;) A sexay activity was designated to end a sexay wet and wild(yup...wet and wild next time!!wee) day *again...pun intended*

It's not all about luck (17th of Feb)

There won't be any chance for me to be late for anywhere I go with mum...especially the appointments...>.> So I was half an hour earlier this time xD She was happy, like really happy. She even took me to see the bag she wanted to purchase from strandbag store. A blue one only weighs 1.7kg, but I asked her to come back later after the appointment.

Mr Nigel is such a nice guy asking us to go back there to ask about why her 5 hours can't be reduced to 4 hours again. He said that he was shocked that mum wasn't allowed to do so. It must be either that lady's problem or policy change. Anyways after the appointment, as we planned before, we went back to strandbag and bought that blue bag after half an hour of checking whether it's flawless lool Yup, this is my mum, a super high standard pickish one, not allowing any flaws appear on anything she wants to have. I was standing there asking the lady to get some newer ones for her to compare which one is the best >.>

We bought some fruit and vegies from the grocery next door afterward. She then asked me to wait at somewhere else because she still had so much to shop for. To my boredom, I leaned on the wall and downloaded some apps to kill my time. She came back in 20 minutes, and found out that she lost a plastic bag with her umbrella and glasses inside. Lucky it was just next door, where she walked in and found it from a corner. lol

Btw....that fatty sent me this article on wechat as usual. My eyes were gone teary when the plot twist is that these so-called aunt and uncle of that guy who just got married, is actually his parents who asked him not to reveal this truth, because humiliation others could have made due to their physical disability, which have brought him quite a few times of shame when he was in high school, and might still happen if he tells his current wife. Yet this is what makes them the greatest parents ever. It's their imperfection that enhances the true power of love, and being loved by their son. Yes, it might be mostly about luck having a rich family and great parents, but luck won't always get you further, only love can prolong the meaning of life.

Laziness...(16th of Feb)

What's wrong with me these days? Yeah...it must be the rain outside that let me down a bit

Nothing specific is needed to be mentioned. Zero productivity. :/ Since I didn't feel like doing anything much, I applied for diploma of digital media technologies in the afternoon online. The submission of some supporting documents are waited to be sent. But before that, I sent them a email asking what they really need other than an academic transcript. 

I guess my day is way too boring to elaborate lol But I did learn something from some of the links my fatty sent me via wechat. 

Oh and that video is shooooooo great....Even though the story is partially incomplete, also some aspects are questioned by so many audience, I still think it's so good to express the idea of 'sisterly' :3