house arrest

Here we go again..

..for the last time.

swept with the current

Had so many things I wanted to write about but just never got the time to do it. Everyday is pretty much about keeping my nose above the surface while icy cold waters bring me downstream. Remind me what a weekend is like.

dua bawah, enam untuk pergi

So while a take a 2 minute breather, let me sorta update you on what's going on. If you care.

Monday's paper at Werribee was bad. Tuesday's paper was in the city. That was bad. If that's not bad enough, it was raining while students were waiting to get in. If that's not bad enough, the train from Werribee got cancelled and my friends had to take a cab. Those who didn't reached the city 5 minutes before reading time. Thank God for Hoover, and the B Hotel.



I don't know how anyone can do this without Jesus. Tomorrow's paper is at Werribee. Then the one on Friday is in the city. They think traveling is fun, my faculty.

I am used to studying with the window in front of me open wide. At the apartment on the 14th floor, it wasn't that big of a deal. But now, joggers go right past me, and see me in my most un-glam moments.

I have the best girlfriend. So what if there's a new LED tv at home to watch movies on. So what if Point Cook has a population of 3. She comes here and cooks for me and cleans for me and listens to me whine. Love.

God is good.

who feels like a pear?

I just realised that I like brown pears.

Went for a run around the neighbourhood just now. It was my first time. I found the herb garden. Also, I never really eat fruits unless they're peeled/chopped up for me/seedless/bananas. It's always during swotvac that I do things that I think are absolutely necessary.

punches of anxiety

an update

So here's why I've been missing for so long.

My life has changed dramatically "Post-Point-Cook".

I no longer cycle/wait for the tram to go to uni. I no longer run at Carlton Gardens. I no longer have a 14th floor view. I no longer eat out (well, mostly). I no longer go to Safeway (I'm a full on Coleser now).

However, I now have a backyard. I now have a garage. I now have my own bathroom. I now have crickets in my lecture theatre. I now worry 100x more about 9999 different things. I now feel more like an adult.

So here are some pics of the new house (interior only, exterior next time) and my car.










I now want to sleep.

my silver lining

All glory to Him.

locked from the inside

At this point, self isolation is probably the best solution.

Besides the "profound" illustration the photo gives, it is also making me miss walking around Melbourne. But it's not like I do it a lot when I don't have exams.

Sigh, exams.

goodbye parkville

macracanthorhynchus hirudinaceus

Here it is again. That vicious cycle.



6 weeks in and I've only just experienced it.



I think it's called.. The Sweatpants Effect.

life, here i come

Yup, old pic indeed. But it does the job.

past the halfway mark

Just a few photos of the "OUTSIDE", somewhere I've heard SO MUCH about. Really excited to see what it's like.

still on my long ride home

Hi everyone. I'm okay, just tired.



It's sad I let autumn slip.

the great indoors

If my kids were to tell me, 'I wanna be a vet!', I may very well FORBID THEM. Okay, maybe just encourage them to reconsider.

I've never been so tough on myself before. I've never required so much discipline of myself ever in my life.

You know I love to be outside where the sun's pouring onto the city, casting its own artwork onto the busy streets as the shadows of the buildings fall in place. I love to be where the moonlight dimly illuminates the mysteries of this urban machine, as the headlights of the cars turn into beautiful bokeh through my viewfinder.

I love listening to the sweet jazz nectar that oozes into my ears as I walk on Little Collin's, getting my Miscella Italiana beans, as I look through the windows of those Paris-esque boutique cafes.

I love sipping a hot cuppa watching people in suits hustle by just to catch the very next sardine can home. I love watching Alicia doodle on my Moleskine while I steal a sip of her lemongrass tea, and Journal offers us 2 baguettes to bring home as they start flipping the chairs onto the table.

I love having nothing on the agenda, while we tuck our heads ala turtles into our thin jackets, complaining about the obvious temperature over and over like we didn't have a hypothalamus ourselves. I love late night grocery shopping, as we slide through the aisles wondering where each other are.

But now I'm stuck.



Indoors.

When uni's over, the shops are closed, the sun says its last goodbyes, and the books start calling out to you.

I constantly motivate myself with a reward at the end of the day, but slowly, those are to be taken away as the time is near. It's just not a life that I thought I would be able to handle, but it's happening. The constant self-punishments that go through my head as I let the hour hand spin by me without my knowledge. The thought of not doing enough, the worry of not getting there.

But I thank God for an amazing apartment that still amazes me 3 years in, a cozy room to hide from the world when it gets too cold. An amazing girlfriend that's a stone drop away. And lovely friends all around the building.



And I thank God for His constant presence throughout this place. If He's not in my room, I know I can knock on my neighbour's doors and He just might be with them.

It's bad, but when you get down to it, you realise the One in You is more than able. You end up getting closer to Him, and you come out a better man.

The great indoors.

end of an era

It was one heck of a summer holiday. Loved everything about it, cherished everyone I shared it with.

Now.



Go ahead.

Complain about 199% overfull lectures, about the boredom of 3 hour breaks, about the woes of switching tutorials with others, about getting 4 day weeks instead of THREE. Go ahead.

I've had each day of my semester planned out for me, no holidays, no switches, no SPACE, no alterations.

Let's go!

westfield, doncaster

We went shopping.



The bus took ages to get there, and I wish I could say it was all worth it, but we didn't even get anything. Just had some lousy lunch at the food court, but it was good fun.



We were happy snappin' at a tram stop, and that was probably the climax of the day. We got bored and went to DFO South Wharf instead. It's pretty cool, but I still came home empty handed. Alicia didn't.





I decided to hold myself back from doing any editing at all with these photos as I just love the colours.



So exams are over, 4 days of a "holiday" and I'm off to the farm in Seymour, tending to sheep and the hot summer sun. Dreading it, but oh well, He'll keep me.

Having lotsa emotions inside, since this year was pretty much a "deja-vu", if you know what I mean. Grew a lot, got to know Him more, and the weather has just been making everything so "DRAMA"!

But enough with all that, hang in there people!

declare

I love that time of the day, when the rays hit the windows on the opposite building, pouring heaps of sunlight into my room. 5.15pm.

So there's one more to go. I declare:

1) EXPANSION OF TIME!

I believe 24 will become 32. Amen. That extra 8 for sleep.

2) Increase in brain capacity

HOHOHO. Just have a look at Endocrinology.

3) WISDOM!

What'd I do without it?

4) Peace and confidence

Look at Endocrinology again.

5) Strength

Less coffee, and more of Holy Spirit. PLEASE.

6) Efficiency!!

One semester into 2 days. HERE WE GO!

seated

Yes, the sunlight was too perfect to not pose for it.

Was listening to TD Jakes' podcast this morning, every word hit my heart.

"..you sittin' there in that seat, you ain't even thinking NOTHIN' about it fallin', you TRUST it! You put your whole weight in it. You didn't look up on it or nothin', because you TRUST it to hold you up! God said if you can trust something made by man.."

I think you can figure the rest.

that time of the year

finally done with part one!

Part TWO here I come!