LONG WINDY ENTRY....... But its my latest news!!
Okay.. I’ve safely landed in Melbourne…
I do not like to take flights.. Its no fun n its real uncomfortable..
Although I took SQ, which is suppose to be better than most airlines.. It was still uncomfortable.. N can I grumble that the breakfast they served me was so meagre.. sheeshh.. hahahaaa….
Anyway, for those who sent me off at the airport.. U saw my luggage and would understand fully what im saying next.. hahaa…
Well, lets just say I had a VERY HEAVY luggage.
Being alone n lugging abt 10kg in total up the airplane was not a joke.. Besides looking like a ninja turtle, I felt as ‘nimble’ as a ninja turtle.. I was banging my way thru as I walked down the aisle of the plane to my seat.. ;o)
Teeth n legs came in handy to hold everything I had when I had to free my hands to take stuff..
THEN came the ultimate of collecting my luggage from the conveyor belt..
I salute all ladies who went overseas alone with heavy luggage..
Helpless.. is what I felt as I looked at my luggage roll slowly towards me on the belt…
I knew I would not be able to lift it.. It weighed abt 32 kg..
I tried dragging it closer to the edge.. I missed.. Din even pull it more than one inch.. n tried to chase it… And had to keep an eye out for my other hand-carry luggages n laptop etc on the trolley.. Was considering standing there to wait till it was less crowded to attempt to pull my luggage again..
Thankfully… A couple of nice Caucasian men helped me lift it off the belt..
That done, now I could lift it slowly up my trolley..
The customs staff were very nice to help me lift it up n down too when my luggage had to be checked… I declared everything.. Talk abt being sporean n ‘kiasee’..
i think i was so eager to declare that the custom officer checking me, did not really ask me much nor check that thoroughly.. hahahaaa…
One thing I enjoyed most upon my arrival.. is the friendliness from the people here. I like it immensely.. Its so not like spore.. Whereby, people get their job done n get on with their lives.. Full stop.
At the airport, custom staff, security pple, cashiers @ the shops, etc would say hi to you.. Ask after your day and chat while doing their job. N I enjoy this warm and friendly encounters..
Even as I walk along the shops, there are pple who will smile and just casually ask how my day is as I walk along/ stop to look at smth..
OKAY.. IM NOT BEING OVERLY FRIENDLY HERE.. (this is for the benefit of my family.. who may freak out and worry I kena kidnap or smth..) hahaa…
I m just being myself, minus the loud laughing, loud speeches, big actions & bitchiness.. =)
Those who know me well, will know what I mean by.. ‘being myself’..
Heehee…
N did I mention that, saying thank you to bus-drivers has also become smth I do now.. Smth, if we are in spore… If u do that, pple would think u r nuts.. “why so polite..”
Its just my second day… N the only thing I enjoy now is the chilly weather & the friendly warm culture here.. The way you can strike up a conversation here, say hi or even smile at strangers(someone sharing the same seat/bus/etc with u) is nothing that will make pple look at you like you are abt to steal their life-savings from them..
I’m falling in love with this kinda friendly culture.. Something I really really like.
NOW.. on to the miserable part..
I did not cry my eyes out at the airport.. nor on the airplane..
Just had some tears.. weep a bit.. Nothing heart-wrenching..
The heart wrenching tears came.. ermm.. last night.. WAHAHAHA..
I cried for an hr I think… hahahaha….
Having only landed that day, so exhausted and felt so alone back in the hostel.. I became a major cry baby…
It felt very very alone.. My flat is very very very quiet. N I’ve only seen 2-3 of my flat mates.. Mostly guys.. But it was very briefly.. Most of the time, esp at night,, the place is practically empty. If I was to shout, erm… I dunno will I get any response or help..
It’s the holidays now, so everywhere on campus n hostel is quite deserted.
It feels as though, that im all alone in the flat. No one else is around.
Its so quiet.. that if I was to fart too loudly in my room, it probably can be heard in the next room.
THAT kinda silence.. Which is very un-nerving..
Everywhere is silent and I don’t even hear crickets outside(like in spore)..
I will admit that I was darn scared on the first day.. I stay on the second level and its quite dark around the hostel area too.. So walking to my flat and all alone, can be a tad bit daunting now..
Second day… was better. At least I am prepared and know now.. Less daunting n scary..
But still, I get startled by the slightest noise.. So the music on my lappie is on ALL THE TIME.
**I say my most heart-felt thanks to Edward (aka THE PROFESSOR.. ;p) for his help in burning that whole chunk of music for me.. It is helping to keep my mind from wandering.. N the lil joy I get frm listenin to music I like..
The only time I feel safe n not scared is probably when im outside in public with human beings milling around me. Being alone in a foreign place.. is smth that scares me now.
Anyway, ive been learning road names, tram & bus numbers n routes, shop names etc.. So that I wont get lost or be blur abt my surroundings..
N im proud to say that im doing it quite well.. (according to my fren la.. hee..)
The transportation here (those who have been here will know very well.. ) is not as efficient.. U gotta remember the times of the bus so u wont miss it. Remember the time u board etc n wat time u gotta return.. N there r 3 different modes of transport.. N all stop at different places.. Complicated system, from my point of view..
But im getting the hang of it slowly.. =)
Gonna put more photos up soon… I’ve been so disorientated and mentally disorganized since I came.. So have not been taking any pictures.. Too busy recognizing my surroundings and taking in all that I need to know..
Plus im damn tired.. From all the walking and carrying of stuff I bought.
Here, as poor students, we walk.. n walk n walk..
Frm hostel to campus.. Frm hostel to bus stop / tram stations..
Frm shops to bus-stops.. At the same time carrying all the barang-barang we have..
I will have to get used to it soon.. Gonna have better stamina soon.. hahaa..
Okie… tt’s abt it.. For now.. I’ve so much to rattle abt… hahaa….
N I’d like to say my deepest thanks to Florence ( my good fren) for bringing me around and telling me all that I need to know.. Without her help, I think I would be even more alone n helpless.. N I do thank god for that..
N also thanks to lynnie & leong & maine & Jennie… Who called me up when I arrived, to talk to me and find out how I am…
N also those who sms-ed me to ask how I am…
Thanks a great deal for all the concern…
Being so far from home, these gestures of concern helps a lot.. Thou of crse, I cry after that too la… Cuz it feels even more far n alone.. hahahaa….
Enough rattling for the day…
Be going off to phillip island on Monday (10th to !4th Jul).. Hope I wont freeze my butt off there… haahaa….
Those who dunno abt phillip island… go check it out online la.. Then u will knw what im saying next time.. heehee…
By the way, Im cut off from the world cept for my hp..
No internet access from my room till abt 2-3 weeks frm now.
I have to go to the Uni’s library… Which means, will only be online in the day…
At night, is NOT safe to walk abt alone.. Esp when I dunno the place well now.
So those who wanna know how I am… Read the blog.. Wait for me..
OR for those who love & miss me dearly, n wanna knw how I’ve been.. call me.. ahahaa…. ;p
***To be continued… soon…
Okie... This is the Melbourne Library... Looks very bright now.. BUT its in fact almost like 7pm in spore.. N its only 5 pm there.. I m almost freezing my fingers off... Still not used to the cold yet..
I do not like to take flights.. Its no fun n its real uncomfortable..
Although I took SQ, which is suppose to be better than most airlines.. It was still uncomfortable.. N can I grumble that the breakfast they served me was so meagre.. sheeshh.. hahahaaa….
Anyway, for those who sent me off at the airport.. U saw my luggage and would understand fully what im saying next.. hahaa…
Well, lets just say I had a VERY HEAVY luggage.
Being alone n lugging abt 10kg in total up the airplane was not a joke.. Besides looking like a ninja turtle, I felt as ‘nimble’ as a ninja turtle.. I was banging my way thru as I walked down the aisle of the plane to my seat.. ;o)
Teeth n legs came in handy to hold everything I had when I had to free my hands to take stuff..
THEN came the ultimate of collecting my luggage from the conveyor belt..
I salute all ladies who went overseas alone with heavy luggage..
Helpless.. is what I felt as I looked at my luggage roll slowly towards me on the belt…
I knew I would not be able to lift it.. It weighed abt 32 kg..
I tried dragging it closer to the edge.. I missed.. Din even pull it more than one inch.. n tried to chase it… And had to keep an eye out for my other hand-carry luggages n laptop etc on the trolley.. Was considering standing there to wait till it was less crowded to attempt to pull my luggage again..
Thankfully… A couple of nice Caucasian men helped me lift it off the belt..
That done, now I could lift it slowly up my trolley..
The customs staff were very nice to help me lift it up n down too when my luggage had to be checked… I declared everything.. Talk abt being sporean n ‘kiasee’..
i think i was so eager to declare that the custom officer checking me, did not really ask me much nor check that thoroughly.. hahahaaa…
One thing I enjoyed most upon my arrival.. is the friendliness from the people here. I like it immensely.. Its so not like spore.. Whereby, people get their job done n get on with their lives.. Full stop.
At the airport, custom staff, security pple, cashiers @ the shops, etc would say hi to you.. Ask after your day and chat while doing their job. N I enjoy this warm and friendly encounters..
Even as I walk along the shops, there are pple who will smile and just casually ask how my day is as I walk along/ stop to look at smth..
OKAY.. IM NOT BEING OVERLY FRIENDLY HERE.. (this is for the benefit of my family.. who may freak out and worry I kena kidnap or smth..) hahaa…
I m just being myself, minus the loud laughing, loud speeches, big actions & bitchiness.. =)
Those who know me well, will know what I mean by.. ‘being myself’..
Heehee…
N did I mention that, saying thank you to bus-drivers has also become smth I do now.. Smth, if we are in spore… If u do that, pple would think u r nuts.. “why so polite..”
Its just my second day… N the only thing I enjoy now is the chilly weather & the friendly warm culture here.. The way you can strike up a conversation here, say hi or even smile at strangers(someone sharing the same seat/bus/etc with u) is nothing that will make pple look at you like you are abt to steal their life-savings from them..
I’m falling in love with this kinda friendly culture.. Something I really really like.
NOW.. on to the miserable part..
I did not cry my eyes out at the airport.. nor on the airplane..
Just had some tears.. weep a bit.. Nothing heart-wrenching..
The heart wrenching tears came.. ermm.. last night.. WAHAHAHA..
I cried for an hr I think… hahahaha….
Having only landed that day, so exhausted and felt so alone back in the hostel.. I became a major cry baby…
It felt very very alone.. My flat is very very very quiet. N I’ve only seen 2-3 of my flat mates.. Mostly guys.. But it was very briefly.. Most of the time, esp at night,, the place is practically empty. If I was to shout, erm… I dunno will I get any response or help..
It’s the holidays now, so everywhere on campus n hostel is quite deserted.
It feels as though, that im all alone in the flat. No one else is around.
Its so quiet.. that if I was to fart too loudly in my room, it probably can be heard in the next room.
THAT kinda silence.. Which is very un-nerving..
Everywhere is silent and I don’t even hear crickets outside(like in spore)..
I will admit that I was darn scared on the first day.. I stay on the second level and its quite dark around the hostel area too.. So walking to my flat and all alone, can be a tad bit daunting now..
Second day… was better. At least I am prepared and know now.. Less daunting n scary..
But still, I get startled by the slightest noise.. So the music on my lappie is on ALL THE TIME.
**I say my most heart-felt thanks to Edward (aka THE PROFESSOR.. ;p) for his help in burning that whole chunk of music for me.. It is helping to keep my mind from wandering.. N the lil joy I get frm listenin to music I like..
The only time I feel safe n not scared is probably when im outside in public with human beings milling around me. Being alone in a foreign place.. is smth that scares me now.
Anyway, ive been learning road names, tram & bus numbers n routes, shop names etc.. So that I wont get lost or be blur abt my surroundings..
N im proud to say that im doing it quite well.. (according to my fren la.. hee..)
The transportation here (those who have been here will know very well.. ) is not as efficient.. U gotta remember the times of the bus so u wont miss it. Remember the time u board etc n wat time u gotta return.. N there r 3 different modes of transport.. N all stop at different places.. Complicated system, from my point of view..
But im getting the hang of it slowly.. =)
Gonna put more photos up soon… I’ve been so disorientated and mentally disorganized since I came.. So have not been taking any pictures.. Too busy recognizing my surroundings and taking in all that I need to know..
Plus im damn tired.. From all the walking and carrying of stuff I bought.
Here, as poor students, we walk.. n walk n walk..
Frm hostel to campus.. Frm hostel to bus stop / tram stations..
Frm shops to bus-stops.. At the same time carrying all the barang-barang we have..
I will have to get used to it soon.. Gonna have better stamina soon.. hahaa..
Okie… tt’s abt it.. For now.. I’ve so much to rattle abt… hahaa….
N I’d like to say my deepest thanks to Florence ( my good fren) for bringing me around and telling me all that I need to know.. Without her help, I think I would be even more alone n helpless.. N I do thank god for that..
N also thanks to lynnie & leong & maine & Jennie… Who called me up when I arrived, to talk to me and find out how I am…
N also those who sms-ed me to ask how I am…
Thanks a great deal for all the concern…
Being so far from home, these gestures of concern helps a lot.. Thou of crse, I cry after that too la… Cuz it feels even more far n alone.. hahahaa….
Enough rattling for the day…
Be going off to phillip island on Monday (10th to !4th Jul).. Hope I wont freeze my butt off there… haahaa….
Those who dunno abt phillip island… go check it out online la.. Then u will knw what im saying next time.. heehee…
By the way, Im cut off from the world cept for my hp..
No internet access from my room till abt 2-3 weeks frm now.
I have to go to the Uni’s library… Which means, will only be online in the day…
At night, is NOT safe to walk abt alone.. Esp when I dunno the place well now.
So those who wanna know how I am… Read the blog.. Wait for me..
OR for those who love & miss me dearly, n wanna knw how I’ve been.. call me.. ahahaa…. ;p
***To be continued… soon…
Okie... This is the Melbourne Library... Looks very bright now.. BUT its in fact almost like 7pm in spore.. N its only 5 pm there.. I m almost freezing my fingers off... Still not used to the cold yet..
Okie.. My bed... This colourful quilt really helps make me happy... The colours brighten up my room n me when i see it... Otherwise, kinda down when i come into the room... n its all brown n more brown... n i dont like such dull colours in my rooms.. I miss my big pink pig at hme... =(
Hope to put more stuff up in time.. like pictures n all that.. to 'jolene-nise' the room a bit more..
Okie... This is me n florence along the Yarra River... This river is like Spore river... Cuts through the city, in a way... Look at me.. I look like a damn blue penguin.. SIgh....
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