When I was in Syd, I promised this friend of mine that I will do an essay for him. Reason being I was paid to do so and secondly, hmmmm he is from Hongkong and he was persuading me to help me because he was struggling understanding English.

After giving much thought and under immense pressure (cos I do not know how to reject) from Ken (that guy), I decided to help him. Then I went home with the reader and question paper, I thought to myself, what the hell is cultural policy and art policy's relation to it? I was suppose to write about the relation between both policies and how did the Australian government's intervention in 1990s affect relationships between cultural managers and art managers!

Disclaimer: I haven't been writing essays for more than 6 months and I am really poor at writing essays.

So every night for the past 5 days I told myself that I need to complete 500 words. It is a 2000 words essay. And currently, I am short of 600 words. Today I need to finish it. And never will I accept another offer of helping others do their essay!

Recently there has been lotsa ups and downs in my life. Deb told me that she couldn't move in together with me due to her personal problems and I had spoken to my current housemates see if they wanna extend their lease with this place and it will benefit all of us. On the other hand I was also planning if my hsemates want to move to some other places, prolly I will stay temp in Matt's place and decide from there if I can move in to stay with Sam and Mike. Hate it whenever I cannot have control over matters.

There's a song that goes like this: Always look on the bright side of life....
Yes I am! Dad is buying a car for me! I LURVE MY PARENTS! heheheheee..... Cos it's much cost savings compared to renting the car as I am not sure when my PR will be approved. The previous time I rented, 500 for like 8 days. I am going to stay here for more than 6 months, so do the math yourself!

Good Friends of Yvanna

Friends Whom I miss dearly.








And Not Forgetting My Dearest PIPI!!!!!





Another mission impossible is one of my new year's resolutions.



Something about Yvanna: He called me at like 8am when I got back from Sydney. MIA-ed for 4days after giving him endless excuses for not meeting him. So few days ago, he called me again. Wanted to know where I am staying and was chatting up. Alright he did come and visit me in the end cos he was on the way to school and just dropped by to pass me some stuff. Yes, I missed him lots and I have been trying very hard for the past month to suppress my feelings towards him. And all the hard work subduing kinda gone to waste. Yet this time when I see him, the feel is different from all previous times. Hmmm.... not sure why is this so.





Weather: Blue Skies and Swan River is Amazing!!!

Music: The Reason - Hoobastank

Mood: Stomach cramp, tired, sore neck = grouchy