I feel like a fugitive on the run away from the reality of life and its expectations. I embrace and loathe the freedom of choice at the same time. I want to be backed to a corner where I can throw my arms up in resignation and yield to the mercy of the circumstance. I want to be told that there is absolutely no choice and THIS is what you HAVE to ( Read more... )

I have been procrastinating for a long time before finally deciding to do this final entry for my stay in Melbourne. It is one of those I-want-to-do-it things, but it-is-going-to-be-hard-to-do things because I just feel that this entry has to be a nice summary to my time here, almost like a little bookmark to the conclusion of a chapter in a book ( Read more... )

The great thing about writing a journal is that you can express your thoughts through your fingers. I have such a horrible sore throat now that I can barely manage a croak. *C-r-o-a-..-..* See... told you so. There was quite a lot of dried blood in my phlegm. I can hardly swallow. For the rare few times in my life, I am not looking forward to food ( Read more... )

JUNE
15)70% of my day was spent out of the office learning about a new furniture system from Italy and socializing over lunch before returning to the office. Great day. Learnt a great deal. Lunch was delicious and paid for ( Read more... )

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A quick life update ( Read more... )

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For some strange reason, some people are under the impression that I visit the gym often ( Read more... )

What have happened to me since the last entry ( Read more... )