25 yo Melbournian. Born and bred in the shadows of a city called KL. Survives on chocolates, lots of sleep and the comfort of good company. Loves a good laugh, a good book, a good cry, a good movie.

"Three grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love and something to hope for." - Joseph Addison

mag nation

27.2.07

I don't get out much these days unfortunately. And even when I do, it's to the same places usually - running errands, grocery shopping, grabbing a quick bite. And although the CBD of Melbourne is a pretty small area, I've never really gotten the opportunity to explore it completely in my 8 years here. Isn't that shameful!

However, I discovered a pretty cool shop yesterday - which has probably been there for like ever, but gone unnoticed by me. Mag Nation - the world's first magazine superstore. Forget Borders, this is the place to head to for all you mag-whores and mag-sluts. This is a magazine meccah - with 2 floors of magazines in all categories, a coffee and cake dispenser, what more could you ask for. BEST of all, you get to browse through the magazine of your choice, on comfy cushy sofas while sipping away at your coffee. It's great. I love it. They've got really interesting titles like "Sneaker Freaker", "Monster Children", "The Journal of T-Shirt Culture" and so on.

If you haven't been - GO!

It isn't real

24.2.07

I dream alot. More than most people I know. I've had all kinds - happy, sad, strange, crazy, troubling, recurring ones. It is a well known theory that dreams are a reflection of our subconscious - which I partly agree with. I've had dreams that mimic alot of what's happening in my life. For example, I've dreamt alot about work & deadlines lately (sad but true). And sometimes, before an exam, I've dreamt of failing the exam.

Then there are the dreams that are outright strange - large spiders chasing after me, climbing mount everest, secret missions to Congo.

And then there are the dreams that are troubling. I've dreamt of my own death, which is troubling on many levels, considering I'm not suicidal or anything. But the ones that really get to me are the ones that feel real. Where Iwake up and find myself talking, or laughing, or crying. Usually not remembering what the dream was about.

When you wake up in the morning, and feel a tug at your heart strings. Surely something's not quite right. And you try and try to remember what got to you in the middle of the night. But try as you might, all you can remember is a name, or a face, or a place, or the colour of the sky or nothing at all. Sometimes it doesn't make sense. And when it does, you wonder what the hell your subconsicious is trying to imply. Usually I fail to make any connection, probably because I am so out of touch with my subconsicious. But this morning, I did.

As I sit here writing this, I wait. Patiently. To forget and for time to shut my subconscious up.

Friends with the ex

10.2.07

I'm curious - is it OK to remain friends with the ex? Surely it isn't wrong.

Hamish & Andy were having this discussion the other day. Is it wrong to remain friends with the ex? Sure, it's a little creepy to ring the ex on the day of your ex-anniversary to relive old memories for a myriad of reasons. Very creepy indeed and very detrimental to the whole moving-on process. But catching up over an occassional coffee or dinner isn't weird, or is it?

Here's my theory, which I have deduced from personal experience. Two people who were friends, prior to entering into a relationship, tend to come out as friends at the end of it. Two people who go at it from day one on the other hand, tend to come out as strangers at the end of it. And the reason behind it - starting off as friends first usually means that there are common things you can share as friends. But starting off in a relationship first, well, perhaps the only common thing that you share is the relationship. And when that goes, so do does the link between the two of you.

Sometimes, I feel people sever ties to avoid upsetting anyone. Anyone usually meaning the current partner. Whether that's the right thing to do or not, well, I'm not so sure. But as we grow older, I find that the number of people around you tends to shrink, and so, would it be so bad to want to hang on to the remaining few that made a difference in your life?

10 days of winter

3.2.07

I complain sometimes about how cold it gets in Melbourne - obviously in comparison to KL and even Sydney, Gold Coast etc. But poor ol' mum! Stuck in nasty Ohio winter!

For those of you who can't convert Farenheit to Celsius (like me), to give you an idea:
0 F = -17.7 C
5 F = -15 C
10 F = -12 C
20 F = -6.7 C
30 F = -1 C

So the warmest day for mum in the next day would be let's see... a steaming high of -1 C!

Glad I don't live there!

On a totally separate note... I heard Wentworth Miller on the radio the other day. He has the SEXIEST voice I have ever heard! Deep and calm. The kind of voice that makes you want to pack him up, take you home and put him on replay, over and over again. Others have described it as audio porn! I have never watched Prison Break before, but now I think I will!