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Its weird how tired one can feel sometimes even when they've spent the whole day just sleeping and doing nothing. By 'they', I usually just mean me...haha Ever since I was a baby, sleep has been my best friend. According to my mum, I was very easy to take care of because half the time I was asleep. I could fall asleep almost anytime and anywhere. No matter if its in my mum's hand whilst she is playing 'Mahjong' with a whole group of people or at a busy restaurant, I could easily fall asleep. As my mum used to say in chinese, even if there is a fire or earthquake, I probably wouldnt wake up. haha

Unlike my other old friends who I have slowly lost contact with, I would always 'visit' this one haha. I think I could sleep for a days if I could. My schedule for a normal uni day would go something like this:

I have forgotten how nice it is to wake up, shower and then have a nice hot cup of coffee, especially with this type of weather here in Australia...gloomy, cloudy and rainy. I don't know about anyone else, but I feel there is nothing better than just holding a hot cup of coffee, and having its aroma waft up into my nose. Even without tasting, it just feels like I am surrounding by a shroud of warmth and tranquility. As I take the first sip, I feel this warmth radiate from my insides and just the whole experience makes me feel as if everything around me has melted away and for a second, I feel as if it is just me and my coffee in this world...no problems, no sadness, no worries...

Haha I know...I have my weird moments and this is one of them...even reading back on what I just wrote makes me think I am a bit weird and possibly addicted to coffee. Most of the time I feel like getting a coffee because I am plain tired, however, as I drink it and have that 'moment' of mine, I realise how nice it is just to sit back, relax and enjoy a cup of coffee on a cold rainy day.

Even when I am with friends, when I am drinking my coffee, I dont like to be disturbed haha. I like to just sit there, day dream a little and just take slow sips of my steaming hot coffee. Speaking of which, I am rousing up my coffee addiction as I type this blog...maybe it is time for my second cup of coffee.

I forget about the coldness, I forget about my obligations and responsibilities, I forget about my worries and problems. My personal escape to this harsh world we live in....

Signing Out,

Currently having a power outage at our house so I decided to use the little 14 minutes of my laptop battery to quickly do a blog hehe

As a kid, I remember I used to love when the lights and power go out. Even though we had no TV, or internet or any lights for that matter, I still used to be very excited when it did happen. The reason for this would be that my sister, mum and I would just hid out in my mum's room and just do random things such as play with the torch and make hand shadows, or use the torch to read from this hilarious book that tried to teach chinese people english. We would spend the hour or so just laughing uncontrollably and would be entertaining ourselves with whatever we can think of until the power came back on. Usually when it did come back on, my mum would cook us a HUGE meal after our little family session haha

However, nowadays its completely different. My sister has moved out, I have moved out and my mum rarely stays at home as well. Its been so many years since I've had one of these blackout sessions with my family. Even if it does happen, we rarely do any of the stuff we used to do anyway. I would probably just go take a nap or something and hoping that by the time I wake up, the power will be back on.

Right now, I am experiencing a blackout at my house. However, there is no one here for me to entertain myself with. No torches, no chinese books, and soon to be a dead laptop. There is one thing though, my memories of all the good times I've had with my mum and sister. If only things were the same as they were several years ago....

Signing Out,

I was having an early dinner with my mum and Iggy at sushi train last night, when suddenly something caught iggy's attention and he pointed it out to me. At first, it just looks like this older australian woman getting some take-away sushi. However, as I looked more carefully at what she was doing, my jaw drop....

She was using the tongs and just taking sushi and putting them into the box, but she would only take ONE of the sushi and just leave the plate with the missing sushi on the "train"!!

Signing Out,

I was out shopping for groceries this afternoon, when I heard something really funny and sad at the same time. Well actually I was kinda just following someone else around as they did their grocery shopping, but thats not really the point here. It involved the 2 blonde australian girls and the aisle with all the different types of pasta. Their conversation went a little like this:

Blonde 1: "hmmm I'm thinking of making Carbonara pasta tonight"
Blonde 2: "Oh sounds yummy." *pauses and looks around at the packs of pasta* "....what does carbonara pasta look like anyway?"
Blonde 1: "hmmm I don't know...." *looks at blonde 2 with a confused look*
Me: *faints*

Signing Out,

Signing Out,

Isn't it funny how the closer you are to someone or the better friends you are with someone, the more you make fun of them? About who they like, what they look like, what they do? I have recently realised that within my group of uni friends, we do this ALL the time. No matter who the 'victim' is, we all just laugh it off and take no offence to it, or even come up with another sometimes witty remark to make fun of the person that made fun of you. I don't know if we are just weird or just mean, but its how we have learnt to survive a long day at university.

However, if a stranger starts to do the same thing we us, we are all just like "what's his/her problem?" or "that was just plain mean". I guess that is what friends is all about. We stick up for each other and even though we make fun of one another, we tolerate one another because ultimately we all care about each other, even if we don't always show it.

On a totally different topic, I have realised slowly my assessment has creeped up on me. Thanks to some of my more organised friends, I have started to panic and stress out about the amount of tests and assignments we have to do within the next few weeks. Apparently within the next 3-4 weeks, we will have 3 exams, 2 assignments, on top of the classes, labs and tutorials that I have to attend and study for. I guess I will have to motivate myself to get on top of things or else.... Life of an uni student sucks...

Its weird how sometimes some people can LOOK so smart, but in reality, they are quite very clueless....I'm not saying that I am very smart or something but there are some people that make me really question how they got so far in this degree or even how our university lets people like this pass...

This 'rant' that I'm about to go on has been fueled by a certain girl (lets call her Stacey haha) whom I do my lab work with. It was actually by choice that I ended up with her, but it sort of just happened when she turned to me one day and said "so...I'll go get the equipment for us??". Being the carefree kind of guy, I didn't exactly mind, and actually thought to myself, "she appears to be smart and knows what she's doing. This means less work for me! YAY!"........but how I was terribly wrong..... O.o

I really don't want to sound mean and say that she is an idiot, but sometimes I have to question how she doesn't know the BASICS of biology and also common sense when she has only 1.5 years left of her pharmacy degree....which means in 1.5 years time, she will be looking after real patients....

Well, it all started one week when we were growing bacteria in specialised agar plates. It comes in a round container with a lid. For me, I would have thought that it would common sense to grow the bacteria on the side of the plate that has this 'jelly-like' substance, as opposed to the empty, clear lid. I raised an eyebrow when she asked me which side she should put the bacteria. At first, i was like 'okay, maybe she just forgot' so I shrugged it off and answered her politely.

The following week comes and we are doing the EXACT same thing, just with different bacteria. Seeing as we did the same thing last week, I didn't bother to look at what she was doing as I had to concentrate on my own work. Halfway through the lab, she comes up to me and says "Uh Oh.....I think I did something wrong...". So I thought you know, maybe she used the wrong bacteria or used too much etc. etc. But to my surprise, she said that she wiped the bacteria on the lid, instead of the jelly..... =.="....im guessing she didn't listen to what I told her last week....

THIS week was even worse. Even someone who didnt have a background in science would go =.=". Seeing as she made simple mistakes and making us (namely me) spend even more time redoing the work, I went ahead and labelled everything and prepared everything so she didn't really have to do much. I thought to myself, "come on, she can't make a mistake now...I've done almost everything...". Once again I was terribly wrong. Unfortunately for me, not only does she have bad memory, she also seems to have bad eyesight. She was once again wiping bacteria onto one of those plates (thankfully, she did it on the correct side) and when she was done, she wanted to double check that she did it correctly. She pointed to the jar of bacteria labelled "CANDIDA ALBICANS" and then to the plate that I CLEARLY labelled as "P. AERUGINOSA" and said to me "These two are the same right?"......and I fainted..........

Okay, not really, but I wanted to so I didn't have to answer her question or to do the work again. Everytime that I have told some of my close friends in my class they have always responded by "wait, but she seems so smart?!" Anyway this is my rant of the day. Thankfully, today was the last lab that I have to do with her, so no need to faint again.

Its funny how the people around you change you ever so slightly, each and everyday. Depending on those people, they may change you for the good or for the bad. Lately, I have been picking up these tiny habits from my lover without even knowing, such as showering everytime I come back home after going out, or that I use twitter, or even started my own blog. Although these might not be huge things in the eyes of other people, to me, it is these little things that shows how important you are to me.

Having only not seen you for 14 hours and 8 minutes (but whose counting), the way that I miss you feels as if I havent seen you in weeks. Everything around me reminds me of a little bit of you or the time we've spent together.

When I look at 'koala', it reminds me of the hours
 and hours we spent shopping around at ikea.

 Being one of the most indecisive people alive, it is probably the worse position for me to be in, especially when one side is my mum and the other my sister. Sometimes I feel as if my feelings get stomped on and buried under the ground between these two strong-minded people. Its possible for them to have a full-blown argument regarding me without either of them asking 'how do you feel about this?' before I end up storming out of the room.


 
I am not strong-willed. For me, there are only certain things that actually make me want to wake up in the morning - Love for my mum and lover. Sometimes it does get tough for me to find a reason to not do something stupid, but ultimately I do find a reason and that is my mum. The last thing I ever want to do is to hurt her and disappoint her. What hurts me even more is seeing other people disappoint her and hurting her and not being able to do anything about it. I am not strong enough to stand up to these people and to protect my mum. For this, I want to say sorry. It isn't that I dont want to but I dont want anyone to get hurt because of me or what I say.

The longer I am stuck in this position the harder it gets to breath. But I really dont know what to do when both are my family? How can I live in this world when all I want to do is make everyone happy? Am I really as naive as people say when all I want is to make the people around me happy?

Having worked in a pharmacy for almost a year as an assistant has really got me thinking....Of the hundreds of people who I have given advice to about their sickness or medication, I wonder how many of them actually took my advice or even believed what I've told them?