we're not bored, just a little... free

Life will never get boring if u hv cool cousins around. see... they're so un-bored!

we get off our bums and we take pictures. anywhere possible for such activities! and i make them take pix from reflections =p
and where do we find mirrors and clear reflective surfaces?
new shopping complexes like...

pavillion!!!

hear no evil, speak no evil, see no evil












though we did not go into baskin robin's, we liked their tables and chairs on the sidewalk =p




then we had waffles! on sticks! how cool is that?!


yeap... i'll never get bored with relatives like that.

daughter's chair

Holidays have been great. I love holidays. Some things make u or break u. but I feel the holidays kept me stagnant. Which isn’t a good sign.

However, I did grow in some sense. Of course I have to. With all the exciting things I get to do while I don’t have to attend class everyday. Not saying I only learn outside of the classroom. Literal learning is put at hold and I’ve to sensitize my observations to a higher level for learning.

Every morning, now that I’m home, I try to help out with the house work. It disappoints me when I find out that they think I don’t do enuf at home. I am trying… really… yet I’m not the perfect daughter still…

If I can, I’d hang the clothes, sweep the floor, make their beds, fold the clothes; all done willingly. Even big decisions are made based on their expectations. I’m sitting on the daughter’s chair without complaints. Even with a smile on my face, I sit.

Gonna be 21 this year. Gonna get the golden key thingy. Wonder how that wud make a difference in the way I’m gonna b on this chair. Wonder if its time I move into the rebellious stage of breaking the silence and pouring in awkwardness into our conversations. Or I could sit on the floor, legs crossed, and know that I’ll be accepted for how my thoughts are expressed.

Or it might be great to just continue to flexibly smile on the seat of high expectations. Since I’m compliant, and since I’ve been doing it all my life. That’s not that hard. Dreaming big is not a problem with my acute imagination. Daring to get up and do it is a whole new energy. What if my big dream is to be ordinary? Would that still be considered big? Would that even be called a dream? Am I allowed to be mediocre?

Anyhow, I know it’s all good. Those hopes are of noble intentions. I’m grateful to have this chair to sit on. Just that… sometimes I don’t wanna follow the intended scripts. I wanna find the real character, sitting on the floor, legs crossed.

Chinese or not, here's to u

This…is the year of the rat…

I find all these Chinese myths really interesting… did u know that on the 7^th day of CNY, it’s “yan yat”. Which means humans’ day in Cantonese. That’s the day everyone celebrates their birthdays. So cool. Its like… hey bro, happy birthday! Then u can say ‘right back at ya’ to anyone who wishes u that. That’s not a common thing to do (saying ‘same to u’ for a bday wish… well, I only get to do that with heidi).

And all the things u can’t do on the 1^st day of CNY… hahaha, its so… comical. U can’t wash ur hair on the 1^st day. Cuz hair ie “tao fatt” has the word “fatt” in it. So if u wash it, all ur “fatt”—which means prosperity, will b washed away.

And and, u can’t sweep the floor on the 1^st day of CNY. Cuz u mite sweep away the good luck that Mr. Choy (god of wealth) has brought. I think that’s the story behind it. Correct me if I’m wrong.

And and, u have to keep all sharp objects (knives, scissors, nail clippers) away. Jz in case u cut the good stuff away. (but erm, I didn’t keep my swiss knife away… cuz its tied to my keys… but its closed up so I guess that ok =p) And the brooms must b kept too. There r more things to be done, or not done on CNY and I’m yet to learn more from my grandparents, uncles and aunties. Those wud b really good balderdashing moments if they’d tell me the traditions without the meaning behind it 1^st, heheh…

See… it’s really interesting to be a Chinese. Being a Chinese for 20 years (well, I’ll b 21 in a few days time on humans’ day, nyehehe) have been great as I learn about these traditions yearly. There’s always something new every year. But one thing is for sure, that even or not I’m a Chinese, all good things will happen to me, and to those who love God.

“And we know that all things work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose.” Romans 8:28. {fatt: yah fatt}

And yes, it’s been good and always will be.

This year’s CNY is rather boring compared to the years when I was young, and when firecrackers were not yet banned in msia. We wud blow up macro’s carpark opposite my grandma’s old house. And also shoot fireworks into the big longkang and watch cockroaches and rats scurry out of it at the other end. We would go as 4 families plus grandma to relatives’ houses. Even to those who we don’t really know how we’re related. Breakfast lunch and dinner does not apply to our body clocks for at least 3 days as we just feast on prawn crackers, sour plum, love letters, beehive biscuits, kuah chi, packet drink etc. Those were the good old days when we kids had to ‘work’ for our ang pows.

This year… I watched CJ7 at 1am with my cousins and her friend at midvalley, only reaching home at 3.30am. I spent half of 2^nd and 3^rd day of CNY doing nothing at home. I was the only one laughing at my exploded chestnut in the microwave (my parents didn’t find it funny… but it was!). I played PS2 with sis after walking around the new Tesco which took over macro opposite mama’s old house. I found out at my great great great grandfather is a Soo. So anyone I know whose sir name is Soo, we may be related. I’m blogging on the 3^rd day!!! Man… I think I shud go do something related to CNY.

HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR to you!

scientology (how u spell it?)

I had a really funny msn conversation with a friend lately. He wanted to join scientology cuz john trovolta believes in it and cuz it has a chun story behind it.

This was wat I was told.

I ended up roflmao

{+3kk!} - says:

jez lets join scientology

jez says:

hahah

jez says:

y?

{+3kk!} - says:

or how the hell you spell it

{+3kk!} - says:

cause john travolta believes in it

jez says:

hahahha

jez says:

and the short guy

{+3kk!} - says:

and it has a sublime backstory that beats the bible

{+3kk!} - says:

hahaha

jez says:

tom cruise

{+3kk!} - says:

yup

jez says:

nothing beats the bible man

jez says:

bible rox my world

jez says:

actually wats behind scientology?

jez says:

like... it jz believes in evolution?

{+3kk!} - says:

hahhaaha, let me tell you

once upon a time there was an evil alien ruler called xenu

he had a problem with over population with his planets

so he did some evil things and well made those population come for some *insert comical pun here* survey

and he injected them with things that paralysed them

he then loaded all of them into space planes, like our planes just that it has some uber cool engines tht can travel X lightyears in Y weeks

and put all these people at the foot of some volcanos in hawaii

and inserted nukes into the volcanos

and

BOOM

all died

jez says:

so...

when do i fit in to the picture?

{+3kk!} says:

he then collected their souls with something funny, and brought them to IMAX 3D and made them watch movies! which later brainwashed them

jez says:

hahhahahah

{+3kk!} - says:

with the other things that what religon we know today like weed, britney spears and MCR, these souls later do something and linked to the living beings at that era which are the cave men

{+3kk!} - says:

and they are all in us, scientology (how you spell it) is here to take it away and let us achieve divine capabilities

{+3kk!} - =P says:

man how can the bible beat this, its liek the best story ever

jez says:

when do i come in the pic?!

{+3kk!} - says:

erm...........*acts like blur religon preacher*.......you are the cave men, as in the souls cling to you

they made a religon back story sooo sublime it can fit into an msn chat box

jez says:

hahhaha

so u're up for it?

i need u to b my scapegoat

y not u join 1st

n tell me how good it is

{+3kk!} - says:

its damn cool tom cruise is in it

jez says:

hahha

{+3kk!} - says:

and come on, how can you not believe XENU

jez says:

and john trovolta

{+3kk!} - says:

yayayya

but anyway lets stick to loving this funny religon

jez says:

hhahaha

jez says:

u’re the one loving it

jez says:

its jz humouring me

{+3kk!} - says:

hahahaha, i love it cause its funny

jez says:

hahha

{+3kk!} - says:

i mean come on, ok all religons tell about some omnipotent being which i cant bring to believe. and this is like far worse

jet planes like ours but with super engines?!?!?!? its really in the back story

jez says:

hey

jez says:

can i retell ur scientology story?

{+3kk!} - says:

hahaha

jez says:

need copyright rights

{+3kk!} - says:

feel free lar, its not mine anyway

i picked it out from the internet and south park

but it IS the backstory

jez says:

serious?

jez says:

so its not ur idea?

{+3kk!} - says:

you thought it was mine? its their idea seriously, as in it IS the back story

{+3kk!} - says:

if you go google it this comes up

{+3kk!} - says:

hahahaha

jez says:

hahaha

jez says:

ok

{+3kk!} - says:

all the jet engines, the cinemas are all in the story

same with the dark lord xenu of course

he was imprisioned into some mountain

jez says:

hahahaha

jez says:

man...

I still cant believe this la. Brainwash them n now we’re cavemen? This mite b an idea for another “Team America” movie.

The sense of self

I think the most important thing as a constantly maturing person, one must be able to have a strong sense of self in order to know how to react to the pressures from given by other ppl.

I was was, and still am, a daughter, a student, a friend, a leader, a follower, someone who loves and being loved. And all these while, all my actions and plans are according to what others expect of me. These expectations swell up and become discreet pressures. Very soon, I kinda lost the sense of knowing who I really am. ‘This is who we want u to become and it’s all for ur own good’. (sounds like a line from the move ‘I not stupid’ rite?) Though it’s not literally said but I can feel it. So I work towards it n hopefully see the pleased looks on their faces. Those are the looks that I yearn for and identify them as my success… not what I actually achieved. Sad but true.

So now that I know I’m prone to this disease, I shud grow up and stop solely pleasing man, but to please God who has already planned out the best things for me. He will reveal them bit by bit with a little bit of suspense here and there.

Romans 12:1-2

I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.

Ming once told me that our weakness is just our strength out of control. So if I control this people-pleasing attitude and use it as my strength, I’ll be able to escape this trap when people start labeling me as the Jezamine they want me to be.

I’ll be able to do it. With His help, I’ll get thru this.

Just watch.

not fun

Being Jez at this point of time is no fun. I’m always missing something. No matter where I am, I’m missing someone, some situation, some country. When I’m back here in Malaysia, I’m missing Adelaide and vice versa. It’s no fun.

I remember Jia Wei once told me when she was in Germany, that we can never have everything. That’s been with me for a long time now. And I’m still not accepting that line. Why can’t I jz enjoy what I have rite now and not pine for what I can’t have rite now. But that’s reality I guess.

And the thing that makes it worst is that the time for me to decide where I’m gonna b when I graduate is so freakin near. Sometimes I feel like this.

if I had afro,

I’d feel like this.

Escaping seems to be a natural reaction for me now.

So many times I’ve fallen into the deepest pits of this feeling, but every time I’ll be picked up by the hands of the One who has all the good stuff planned for me. I can’t wait till the time I get to look back and say, hey… those were good hair-pulling years.

tersumbat

Aarrrggghhhh!!!!!!

One word to describe how I’m feeling now—constipated.

Don’t worry. I’m healthy. Eating well, digesting well, and disposing well. Just that… I cant sing properly now. Since the soar throat experience a few weeks ago, I never had the chance to sing. And that’s baaaaadddddd…… can’t enjoy myself in the shower, when I’m home alone, when I hear a darn-good-to-sing-along song on the radio etc.

Though I sound kinda sexy, I have to admit =p but, I want my old voice back. I wanna sing… I need to sing.

Yeap, that’s the word. Constipated.

real

Sometimes don’t u just wish u can have the power to know what someone else is thinking?

But r u really ready to know the real thoughts?

I sank deep in his thoughts, in the profound end of his head.

It was authentic. It was abstract. It was ready to be felt. It was pure joy.

I listened, I saw it in my own head, I felt it.

It was real. It IS real.

eeee pohhhh

It’s great to have friends all around Malaysia. They so rock!
I shall dedicate this post to a very dear friend of mine who rocks—Mindy Oon.

6 of us packed our bags and left KL on a Monday afternoon, and took the 2 ½-hour bus ride to Ipoh, Perak. Esther G, Suling T, Erwin L, Qian C, Bock A, and me

. Esther and I talked our way there, and we all found ourselves in the little hot town-of-the-famous-foods.

Saw mindy, who didn’t change much since the last time I saw her, and met her friends who helped ferry us back to her house. Aunty was super hospitable from the moment we arrived. It was like that till we left. Man… Mindy’s mom is so cool…

And so, our eating plans started. We had jambu, keropok, authentic ipoh white coffee, super grand Chinese dinner at a Chinese restaurant, ipoh hor fun, rojak, popiah, lobak, ice kacang, sotong kangkung, ngau lam fun, curry noodles, tiramisu… we brought back seaweed biscuits, pineapple tarts, pomelos, and chicken biscuits! All complimentary from aunty mandy. Told u she’s so cool. Mindy’s parents r like the Tai Goh and the Tai Gah Cheh of Ipoh. They had ‘connections’ with almost everyone! They can get wat they want with just one phone call, hahaha… glamour wey…

Apparently, all the ‘world famous’ shops weren’t open. So we had to settle for 2^nd best. I didn’t think they were 2^nd best. I liked what I ate, heheh… aunty said it was cuz they could smell Aussie air coming, so they close shops. So not true…

(Clockwise: Qian, Suling, Erwin, Adrian, Esther, Me, Mindy, Michelle)

It was great 3 days spent with these awesome ppl. Met another awesome girl called michelle who brought us around too. We also had fun playing with Mindy’s new game “Mad Gap”. I also got to meet up with Ashley! Whom I’ve not seen in years! And having a saucy girl-talk till 4am with Suling, Esther and Mindy. Not forgetting playing with Samson in the morning. Heheh… he’s so cute. He fell in love with esther. Nothing else can pull him away from her. Oh ya, did I mention that he’s a dog? Hahah… his full name is Samson Oon Fui Kiu (fui kiu = fat dog in hokkien, or was it hakka?). He has a friendster page wey… don’t play play.

We also helped out in a Methodist church’s soup kitchen activity. I’ve never done this b4 and it was really new to me. We helped pack food and a bottle of water into a bag, take them to the market, and distribute them to the homeless/ less fortunate. It broke my heart when I saw a family of 4 coming to us, when we only had 1 last pack left. These people need proper shelter, good hygiene and sanitary facilities, medical help, and love. I could see it in their eyes, that they wanted real love. And I know for sure that God loves them, just that they don’t know it as much as I do. I’m glad that the church is doing something for them. They started off with giving out 12 packs a week. Now they’re distributing more than 100 packs. Though it was drizzling when we were at the market, there was an eager line behind the van, hungrily waiting for their best meal of the week.

On Wednesday, we planned to go caving at Gua Tempurung b4 heading back to KL. I was super excited about it but decided to pull out cuz of my really really bad cough. I quarantined myself the night b4 cuz I was coughing badly in an air-conditioned room with 4 other girls. Getting them sick would be the last thing I wanna do. Those who went caving said it was awesome. Man… jealous-nya aku… oh well, the cave will always be there for me to discover another time.

So since I’m missing out on that, Mindy took ah bock and I to Kellie’s Castle, and to Kampar. That was a good replacement, heheh… we had fun climbing to the top of the castle and wandering in the ancient building.

Though I’ve been to Ipoh a few times (my family always make pit stops in ipoh b4 going up to Camerons), but this trip was one of the greatest.

old ipoh town
never ending arches.
we tied esther up
we played with mindy's favourite thing in shopping complexes.
the fountain that we passed by heaps of times.
this is Rocky. Joel (Mindy's bro)'s pet turtle, residing in their bathtub.

welcome back jez!

So let’s get this straight. Is it true that my neighbourhood loves me so much that they always hv major renovations every time I come back from somewhere? The family from the house directly opposite renovated their whole porch when I came back for term break from Inti Nilai. The Chinese neighbour renovated the house when I came back after I finished SAM. Encik Rashid, next door renovated his whole house when I came home from Australia after my 1^st year. Now someone else is fixing something major in their house near by. Just great. My neighbourhood has their theme “welcome back” song for me.

Anyhoot, its good to be back. I ate, talked, sang, and laughed till I kinda lost my voice. Now my mom also lost her voice. She either thinks this is a trend or its because she kept asking me to shut up till she lost hers too, nyahahah….

I lost count of the things I missed which I now can see, touch and feel. They no longer have to just be in my head. It’s happening! The people I’m laughing at actually talks back! Hahah…

1^st thing I planned to do when I touch home ground—hug my family till they can’t breathe. Haha, but it turned out the other way round. Charmaine didn’t grow taller but she lets me kiss her now, hahah..

Then it was straight to mamak’s! Though my teh-o-ice limau was extremely sweet, I drank every drop of it. Then came crazy unpacking-day and get-essentials day. I came back with hardly any clothes, but mom handed me 3 big bags filled with clothes my size. They were from some rich friend who wanted a new cupboard. Hahahah… mom’s rich friend’s daughter rox. My bigger family also waited for me to get back to open up Christmas presents. Though the gifts weren’t that great, but my big family rox! i painted my nails with super colourful colours with Theresa. it's so bright...

Someone else rox too. Timmy boy!!! Ok, I shud call him Timmy man now. Someone’s getting old. Eheheh… I planned a surprise thing for him on his birthday with his friends, just to remind him he’s getting old now, hahah… we’ll have another full-day-date another time k?

I can expect this new year to be very different (goes the same with every other year since I graduated from primary school). Spent new year’s eve differently. Went for shua’s party on new year’s day. Of all things… it was a BBQ party. And I thought I cud have a break from BBQ when I leave Australia. But this one was different. They had no skewers! Hahah… it was fun. Almost started a band called the No-Skewers. Met some high skool juniors there.

Next day, more juniors!! Haha… this time it’s the st. john’s ambulance gang. Went for my 1^st karaoke session in 2008 (yes, I expect more to come). Watched my 1^st movie in 2008 with Tim (and I expect more to come =p).

Then came Thai food with my awesome friends, karaoke with my double awesome high skool friends, and a serious lame joke session with my cousins and uncles. I love holidays.

Just got back from ipoh ydy and going pangkor tmr. And guess wat… my only day at home this week and they’re tarring the road in front of my house! See… I told u, my neighbourhood loves me.

we wish u a cherry Christmas

When u put a few ppl who has cars and has the idea of having a cherry Christmas, what will u get?

U’ll get 45kgs of cherries!!!!! Worth AUD200!

Hahah, it’s a long story. Lazy to tell all, but it was great fun, picking cherries while eating them along the way and having spitting competition to see who can spit furthest. Esther n I can only scoff out the seeds and watch it land a few centimeters away from our feet.

The other funny part was, when we found out that we have to buy what we picked, we asked the workers if they’ve seen ppl like us doing this b4. They said yes but never this bad. Hahah…. Classic experience. Laughed our way back from Loberthal. There was a black guy who worked there. He wore a santa’s hat. No wonder he was smirking when he saw us going to get more buckets for picking… ish…

for pictures, click here

Any ways… CHERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!

blogging on air

Alrite, I’m on the plane now, waiting for the movie option to start functioning. This is cool. Got a seat rite at the back. Making friends with air stewardess and talking to the girl in front of me. We were sitting side by side jz now but they split us up cuz there was a couple who wanted to sit together. But all is good. They’re nice ppl. The guy next to me is from UK. He’s speaking with Irish accent. Heheh… ok! Movie starting!

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Just finished Stardust. Yes, sha, it’s a good one. Just that…. Y didn’t she shine way earlier? Aduh… anyways. Good show. I’ll watch some comedies and maybe sleep.

The girl I met earier keeps turning back to see if I’m ok. Hahaha, she’s so cute. She’s 13 and she’s huge! She reminds me of Aleida. Just that this one says she’s not talkative but talks a lot and has straight hair. She’s going to England for a month or so, alone! So cool. The crew takes care of her and makes sure she gets there in one piece. The air stewardess gave both of us business packs from the flight.

that's her... checking me out...

that's her again! asking me what i'm doing...

My entertainment system got stuck. Remember I’ve this jinxed experience with technology? Yeap, it’s happening again. So I can’t watch any movies now… it’s stuck. The air stewardess had to reset my seat’s system. And it’s still not working yet. *sulk* guess I’ll b typing and sleeping and talking with Laura (I think that was her name… =p).

Sitting near the toilet made me realize something. Some ppl actually forget to lock the toilet door when using it! Man…

Airplane food is not that good la… its jz filling, and shuts u up for awhile.

leaving adelaide

I can’t believe this is happening. The day I’ve been waiting for since early this year has finally come. Now I’m sitting at gate 18, waiting to board QF81. This is so cool! No, I’m not using my laptop to see the reflection of the hot aussie guy behind me. I shall blog about anything that comes in mind. I’ll continue after lift off and maybe in Singapore, if my batt is still strong.

B4 going thru the immigration dept / custom, I saw so many ppl crying. Filled with emotion. I was jz… emo-less. Talking to james on the phone jz to finish up jin’s credit =p I was jz choking on the perfume scent while on the phone cuz I sprayed some from the Davidoff tester bottle. I’m not saying that leaving aus alone (no send-off commotion) is pathetic. And I’m glad I’m doing this alone. I get to catch the whole feeling of leaving this new home and going back to my real old home. Transitions. Usually attached with mixed feelings. Now I dunno how to feel. I jz wanna check out wat’s there to watch in the plane and wat’s on the menu. Ooo, the pilots jz walked pass. Not good looking…

Anyways, jz for records’ sake, my luggage is more than half of my weight. Overweight But they didn’t charge me. Jz 3kgs extra. And yes I gained weight. One kg per year. Heheh… go figure.

I think I shud b an asian and line up to board the plane now.

randomEST poem

Hahhaa, I still can’t stop laughing….

I’ve been packing my stuff on and off these days, while preparing for mandy’s bridal shower and getting ready to move out and go home. And I found this poem written a long time ago, nicely tucked away under my stack of stuff.

Lesson taught by a good friend of mine *ahem* esther*cough*: Never to throw a stack of paper away without looking through them. So yes, I found this… and it’s weird reading what I wrote long time ago, and still think it’s funny. I must say… it’s rather random.

I’ll tell u a story, not to get glory,
But to twiddle with tunes ad rhymes.
Almost every dress, I have must be in xs,
But maybe I’ll still grow in due time.

Every 5^th hour, I sing in the shower,
And the cold weather makes it worst.
Withered old flowers, I throw in the plougher,
Just like how we rehearsed.

I’ve to finish my essay, makes me go crayzay,
And now my brain is stuck.
Just like toilet tersumbat, when flush terlalu lambat,
Makes me wanna scream … (no, not that)
Makes me wanna scream “tough luck!”

Back to work now, gotta finish it somehow,
I just gonna write my best.
I’ll make it funny, sometimes a little corny,
Well, that’s plain ol’ Jez.

Hahah… cant believe I wrote that…

continue~

And so, the story continues.

Thanks to chilli padi Dr. James Wey, and Dr. Kang Meng, we all had shelter for that nite. (7 guys in this room) (6 girls in this huge apartment unit *smirks*)

We went to Victoria Market the next morning. Got a little lost, but it was all good. We kept asking strangers till we got there. Met up with Debbie G and a Victorian OCFer (forgot his name..). Then we went to DFO- direct factory outlet near the Tullamarine airport. Pls pardon me of my spelling.. I’m jz typing however I’m saying it.

I told esther to prevent me from buying shoes. And guess what I left that place with… yes, this pair of sneakers! Its ori Puma shoes weyyy… and and…wait for it… it only costed me AUD 21!!! How can u not buy such a thing?! Plus, it’s glossy~ and shiny~

After we had our fair share of shopping, we went back to the city to walk around china town and we had to taste some Krispy Kreme to say that we’ve visited a place out of Adelaide. We met Aaron (AU), Lydea (flinders), and James (vic). Then we had a major sugar high crisis. Had to work it out by walking to Lygon street for dinner. Waited for about an hour for a seat. Met Arthur (vic), and little Sam (AU). The food was not bad at this thai restaurant except for James’ vegetarian green curry… smelled like the toilet bowl. Jane, Deb and I shivered everytime we ate/ smelt it. Cant believe James ate all of it.

We walked back high on oxygen, trying to keep our voices low, but it wasn’t working. All excited about convy the next day day day day *fades away*

How great was the road along the ocean?

And the journey began. 2 cars on Halifax street. 10 adventurous jokers with high hopes to know how great an ocean-road can b. not jz another road by the ocean. It’s the Great Ocean Road!!!

With not much plans we left Adelaide city in blue and white car (dun ask me what model, I dunno anything about cars). We had our terror navigator and road planner/which-way-to-turn-decider: ms. Mad. Uncle timboon behind the wheels of blue car (that’s not a fly on his face…). And lasagna banana tosai behind the wheels of the white car. Camera men: all of us… (we’re trained posers and syok-sendiri-ist).

1^st day:

B4 hitting the Great Ocean Road, we had to endure the slow one-day torture of the Great Dry-Grass Road. We went pass the borderline between South Australia and Victoria. The flies gathered at that place, contemplating whether to leave Victoria or not. (seriously… I think vic has a lot more flies than SA) Then we went thru Horsham and stopped at Caverndish for petrol. Man… the whole day, all we saw were sheep, fields, hay, more sheep, more hay, more fields. It was quite depressing to a certain point. If it wasn’t for james and ken, I think I wud hv made boon crash the car to a tree and end the journey there. We sang all day. Seriously. As long as the wheels were spinning, our songs kept going. and we took pix of ourselves every hour.

We ended up in a place called Warrnambool (correct spelling). We had KFC for dinner then we went to Flagstaff hill for a shipwreck experience. AUD20.25 to watch cool lights flash up to a fountain that visualizes how a ship got wrecked on the coast near by. Quite cool. We were freezing our heads off. Then we went to a cabin place to spend the nite. One cabin for the girls and one for the guys. We were satisfied with the facilities. All hail hot shower! I had a fun time getting rid of a moth in the room =)

Day 2:

Hotcakes at McDs for $1.75 for breakkie. Awesomeness! That was a great way to start off our day to the road that we’ve been longing for. We went to the Bay of Islands, Grotto, London Bridge, Lorc Ard, George, 12 Apostles… we stopped at almost every stop we can find, just to take pix with almost the same scenery. And it was really worth it. The panoramic views were breath taking. The ocean, waves, gulfs, cliffs, sand, horizon, clouds, nature… walau…

We had lunch at Lavers Hill, then we headed to Apollo Bay, Lorne, and then to Erkskine falls. The road to the water fall was so misty it was eerie and cool at the same time. Its like driving into the unknown. Then we headed to Torquay but missed the shopping bit. Got there too late for the factory outlet stuff. Ish… so we headed to Geelong and had dinner at this Chinese restaurant called Mei Ling. We were all so tired d, and we had to gobble down our food in less than half an hours time cuz they were closing. It was 10 plus and we had no place to stay that nite. Hahaha… funny experience. In the end, we went straight to Melbourne where our OCF friends saved us from sleeping in the streets that nite. Slept at about 2am… physically dead.

For me to word out everything we did on this 'journey to the east' is quite impossible as there were plenty of instances where words just cant express. I grew closer with 9 other posers and learnt about their habits and behaviors that I would never hv guessed would be. i love them all!

I think the road wasnt thhhhaaaat great. It's the Maker of every creation that's Great.

Pictures from ken:

http://kenming.multiply.com/photos/album/20/The_Great_Ocean_Road_

that’s jz 2 days… hahah…. I went to melb for 10 days!!! =p more to come~ each of us had a camera with us... except for laza. so its 9 cameras snapping away throughtout the whole trip!