so sam calls me at 11 in the morning going "char, where are you?" and i'm looking at my watch thinking holy fuck and i hear myself saying the words "fuck twin, i'm sorry i think i over slept". me and over sleeping are like two peas in a pod. so thats one hell of a way to start my day. anyhow, off sam went to get a haircut while i lounged around for another hour. ok so come lunch, and its about 2..i turn to my housemate priscilla and i go "can we take a nap? please??" so there went another 3 hours of sleep on top of the over sleepingness from the morning. well anyway, point is, i realized i really do sleep a whole fucking lot. or at least sleep at the wrong time of the day..like when everyone is out there doing productive things, i'm at home under the covers, actively participating in Snorefest 2004.

ok whatever. ramble alert at 5 in the morning. this is sooo not healthy. met up with sammi and jevon for moomba in the evening...which was pretty alright i guess. i just remember feeling quite sick from all that cotton candy. sammi won herself a Piglet (as in winnie's boyfriend) and a little pink pony with wings. took an amazing amount of pictures blablabla.. walked over to crown for a drink and ended up having 4 beers and a hoarse voice. (and very, very sore thighs. but we wont mention why.)

next blue tommorow and possibly two tribes on sunday (i think?). raves aren't really my thing but i so very dig BT.

jesus christ its freaking hot. i've been to one class and i'm already sick of school. there was a stupid norweigian gal in my film class trying to act cute and getting everyone to intro themselves. i'm thinking dude its 9 in the morning. i cant even formulate coherent thoughts in my head let alone tell you about my goals and ambitions? fucking numb nuts. twnnie encountered another norweigian lass in her class yesterday..total bimbo type. this one too. i gotta give it to them though, they really a bunch of good looking people. dont have school tommorow so will probably do something tonight..we'll see what twinnie has in mind. i've got to meet her in a little bit but its so fucking hot i'm afraid to step out of my house.

i had dinner with my cousin last night before she left to return to sg for good this morning. she brought me to Cookie on swanston st for some drinks and to bitch about family. she's 26 this year and has been smoking since she was 14. thats 12 years of smoking right? anyhow she quit in january after a cancer scare with her mummy and she's been clean ever since then. quite inspiriing i feel. makes me almost want to quit..after all, given our family history, we really are predisposed to cancer. (mental note: attempt to quit cigarettes when bored [although will probably smoke more because bored])

my housemate got into the study abroad program in japan. very envious. although everytime someone mentions japan i cant help but think: "leeep mai stocking!! LEEEP!!" jesus.

Finally moved in and got myself situated in the permanent place on grattan. very good because its really close to school (like a 5 minute walk) so i know i wont get lost. but not much of use since i havent been to a single class yet. jesus. alright will go starting tommorow i promise. its crazy crazy hot today and i suspect twin hasnt gone to her morning class either cos she just messaged to meet me at about 340 in the city. i've got dinner tonight with my cousin then will probably head home to get proper rest for a long day of school tommorow. am rambling as the vacuum cleaning thats going around me is majorly distracting me. taking my camera out today to take more pics with my darling twin. later alligator.

melbourne day 2. am still crashing at samantha's place because i am just too fucking lazy to haul my 30kg worth of luggages over to my place at gratten st. i'm going to have to tommorow though, with school starting and all. first thing tommorow, twinnie and me will head down to my school to get me some classes and then its back to being a full time student from then on. :( not a good thing at all considering how i've been on holiday since the start of december.

anyhow, the rumors are true. melbourne does have fabulous clothes. and bags, and hats, and accesories and dont get me started on the shoes. we watched the passion of christ tonight and i swear me and sam were crying like fuck. (well mostly sam) and after that, we were all like "okay lah, jesus can forgive the people that kill him, so we ought to forgive the people we hate too" yeah right, two hours later, we were working up a bitch storm over coffee, cigarettes, fried potatoes and fabulous cake (probably working up a tummy ache as well). we've got pics..no, nothing of the city..really all just us. will post them up as soon as they get uploaded.

ok. too much typing at 4 in the morning. will go smoke a cigarette (or two) to calm self down.

melbourne, day 1. seeing samantha's face at the airport was just about the nicest thing to have happened to me since fucking forever. we had breakfast, coffee, and beer at 7 in the morning. after a little tour around the city, we finally got home, got some rest and went out again later at night to the next blue, and i swear i've never seen a q to get into a club that long in my life. believe me, it was lonnngg. so really, thank god for twinnie's new job. first night, so far so good.. i really quite dig the chicks here in australia. who gives a fuck if they're generally bisexual right? :D alright, i'm about to pass out from still being slightly buzzed and sheer lethargy (after all, i barely slept for 4 hours since i got up at 9am on thursday in singapore). i honestly quite love it here.. i dont know if its the fact that me and twinnie are having so much fun together or what, but either way, i'm almost positive the next four months is going to be quite unforgettable.