scatterbrained.

I haven't been blogging for reasons that I haven't really thought about. I guess we'll leave it at that. One of my emotional highs and lows, perhaps, or lack thereof.

Anything is possible.

I had about 9 hours of sleep, last day of my so-called long weekend. It was very apt, the long weekend, I meant, as I was going a bit under the weather. And I tell ya, the weather has been anything but fab the past few days. Three seasons in a day. Winter's left out. Not quite Melbourne.

Saturday was general cleaning day. Had Jenny and Amy over for dinner of fish and spinach ravioli tortellini. Did a round of Momopoly thereafter. Haven't played my ancient Monopoly since who knows when. It's been around for more than a decade. I still love it.

Did my TV crewing Sunday morning. It was a bad idea to have stayed up the previous night. Went through my stuff half asleep. Popped by Casey's afterwards and then walked to the city to meet up with Rosie and look for a place to eat. My day ended early.

Imax day Monday. That's pretty much all I did. Spent most of the day catching up with readings and all that... Saw Polar Express' 6am screening with Casey, Ric, Rosie and Na. Vietnamese dinner followed.

Got my last issue of COncierge in the mail along with a stellar reference letter. I wasn't happy with my article then. I guess it's time to explore a different writing style.

Tuesday was rather lazy. Hopefully my last day of feeling so attached to my bed. Went to Manly. Just sat at the cafe in a get-away fashion writing a letter and trying to read a significant amount of Chinese Cinema History. The latter attempt fail.

Headed to the city to pick up Rosie and then headed home. My day was supposed to be longer but I couldn't hack it anymore. Watched a chinese video at home and then bid my flatmate good night.

Post 9 hour hibernation, I still want to sleep.

Moving on...

Such is life. I have an early start tomorrow but I guess I want to let my thoughts wander about for a tad before I call it a day.

It's about time to take it easy and breathe a bit, perhaps get organized once again. It's like some sort of life housekeeping.

Still no news from my skill assessment thingo, still no prospective employer but yes, there is a pending project waiting to happen. I'm collaborating with Josc from Singapore and Inez from Indonesia. Three different timezones, three different projects into one major production.

Perhaps it is our own little project but we're holding on to each other for support. Ahhh... rekindling that artistic flame in each of us. We'll be motivating each outher to keep going, too. Has to work.

That one little e-mail. That one little word.

Life has probably just begun but I was greeted by an e-mail saying the magazine I wrote for is closing down! Ack! I knew it! They were becoming oh so slow that I've oftentimes felt like e-mailing them a wake-up message or something along those lines! And they haven't even paid me yet! The most I got was a pile of business cards which is half gone, good thing I gave them all to friends but hey they're pretty useless now.

Ack!

first real sunday of 2005

Another one of those Hillsong TV days. I say that with a rather analytical and expectant note. This is the first for the year and it has been the best ever probably because there are signs that I am settling into the whole TV scene. Bravo. And so I had fun doing the task, having fellowship with the crew in between services and at the same time got something out of the message.

Hung out with friends thereafter for lunch and a bit of a walk around. Went for Italian at Glebe Point Road. Very reminiscent of ye old UTS days. Very filmic in a sense. Too many memories. One of those good old days thoughts but without any feeling of regret or reproach. Met up with Rosa and headed to Manly for a bit of breeze and that beach in winter thing just cos it’s not summery today. Had dinner at Pancakes at the Rocks.

I came home realizing how little I have accomplished in terms of housework as I was meant to come home after Manly and iron my mountainous load of clothes. Alas, I failed and have stretched my socializing a bit too far.

Oh well, there’s still tomorrow.

That wonderful life

Either I was way too tired and sleepy last night or it was something else. I was praying out loud in my attempt to manage that simple yet meaningful prayer but I found it ever so hard when the room around me seemed to be spinning fast. After I finished, the spinning slowed down and then it was back to normal after a while.

The vitality of fellowship is perhaps underestimated. I know I am guilty of the crime but slowly I am realizing the whys and the hows. It never ceases to amaze me when those certain things friends say just pop out of the sea of words. Those statements that seem to directly reach out to your heart and mind, instructing, advising actually become those little pearls of wisdom that you will always remember and pass on to others.

It is funny how time and time again you get impatient as you experience the agony of waiting for something you have so longed for. And then later on keep realizing that it is not time yet. It is striking how God’s concept of time is always different from ours but then the former is always perfect that during the seemingly perpetual wait come circumstances and instances that prepare us for when the clock strikes that perfect time.

There is perhaps so much to life than one can fathom. Too much things to experience. There is a certain richness to it that I often sit back and wonder how I will be able to make the most out of it and one day die an ultimately fulfilled person whether men acknowledge it or not.

Went flat hunting with Amy morning and arvo, then shoe shopping, then met up with more people for dinner and went on a walk to the Sydney Opera House and then back home.

Reflections from the shiny disco ball

I couldn’t quite place myself at this time. It’s half past five in the arvo and I just had what I can call lunch. Prior to that I have gone to a job thingo. They made me edit some articles as a preliminary assessment. Don’t know when I will hear from them again.

This year, my life should take a turn. Perhaps I am tired of whatever mediocrity I have brought in from 2004. I wouldn’t say the past year was meant for the dump. I did learn a lot that year and I guess finishing a Masters is indeed an accomplishment although I wouldn’t really cry come graduation day.

As to which path I should take this year, I still haven’t decided. I guess I have tentative plans but as most things are, one can never rely on one thing only to find that one could not possibly get what one’s heart has been expecting.

Anyhoo, that is life. And all emotions aside, we must live on.

Revisiting the ties that bind

Currently touching base at the moment. It will take me a long while to settle. Just starting to 'come back' from holiday mode although it's technically still the holidays. It does not hurt to be a tad earlier than everybody else.

Rewind to Christmas Eve. Almost missed my flight to Melbourne as I sleeped in an hour longer. Good thing the cab company was speedy enough and when I was about to check-in the airport, they called the line. Still had to wait a bit til I got on the plane. Spent the waiting period opening Na's pressie and feeling happy about the Christmas dinner the previous night. I just love Christmas.

Waited 3 hours at the Melbourne airport. It was one of those good airports you don't mind spending a few idle hours 'exploring.' Had some nosh and then waited for my family to come. We had our forty winks and then had expensive chinese dinner.

Christmas Day was fare free day in Melbourne. Got on the trams and the trains and went to St. Kilda, Malvern, South Yarra and Richmond. It was more of jsut a look around. Shops were closed so really, there's hardly anywhere to go. I believe we called it a day when the sun was still up.

Lygon Street, Carlton has a really good rep. It's Italian ville in Melbourne so I wanted to take my folks there so they can see how nice and interesting the aussie suburbs are. I misread my Lonely Planet and we ended up on the other end of that long stretch of Lygon Street. Got off before we ended up at the last stop and took them to Cafe Banter.

Nice little cafe, that one. Very comfy with it's own mock living room like ambience complete with fireplace and really nice couches and lounge chairs. Took them a while to get used to the rather out-of-the-Manila-box feel and at the end of the whole Banter experience, they loved it. Woohoo! Initially I had to sit through some "we should have gone to Mc Donalds" lines. I loved Cafe Banter, too. They've got books, board games, toys and magazines. Helped myself to this really cool foodie street mag called Tomato. =)

Post Christmas in Melbourne got the city life flowing. We took a stab at the old steam train care of a half day tour which brought us to the Dandenong Ranges and its surrounds. Got to walk around the Melbourne grid and headed to Fitzroy for dinner. Very impressive. Brunswick Street is lined with cafes and restaurants and nice little shops with uniquely arty goods that would probably cost a bomb each.

Checked out Crown Casino and the Exhibition Centre. Got some books and finished reading He Died With A Felafel In His Hand before we left Melbourne. Interesting read. A bit along the lines of Irvine Welsh.

Met up with mom's friend whom she hasn't spoken to for about 30 years? Nah maybe it was 20 years. She brought her 15 year old daughter along. Had yum cha, checked out the Myer Polar Express display window and then had whatevers at Starbucks Collins Street.

Did a walk around Melbourne city our last night there. It was so nice that I grew such a liking for Melbourne. Still considering relocation should an opportunity presents itself.

Off to Sydney we were after Melbourne. Fireworks on NYE was awesome though not the best Sydney has ever offered. Nonetheless I was happy and took a 2-minute video of the bridge while they light it up and all.