Reoww!!

Thursday, May 06, 2004

As the time approaches for me to go back to Melbourne, I often find myself drifting off - my mind dealing with the great big unknown of incoherent thoughts (I’ve no idea what I just wrote there). After nearly two years of reminiscing to anyone who was willing to lend an ear, I’m finally returning to the place painted in such idealistic colours in my head.

And therein lies the bite. I’ve waxed lyrical about the place for so long. What if I go there, only to be disappointed? Rationally, I don’t expect things to be much like what it was for me last time - I mean, most of my group has fallen apart, with people leading their own lives now. Process of life. Melbourne was always such a colourful place to me - mainly due to the company of friends I had there. I hope that when I go back, I’ll still see glimpses of that.

But I expect Melbourne to present a very different side to me. A side which people, who actually have things to occupy them 9-5 every workday. A side not viewed by one who sleeps by day and operates by night… sigh. It should be interesting.. Not to mention also my prospective housemate. *grin* Now I don’t know how it is for people out there who tend to live lives rather separately from that of their housemates… but for me, I’ve always been really close to each and every one of mine throughout my 7.5 years in Melbourne - Kathleen (my sis), GT, Charlie, Christina, Don, Fatt, Gwen. There are separate stories for each of them, but they remain tales for another day. :)

Granted, I was living alone in the final year there of 2002, but even then, I had the fortune of friends who came over to stay with me, and gratuitously made my life a living hell… nah. ;) There was Ed, who came over for my final six-seven weeks… overate, overworked the VCR, overwore his white singlet, yelled at me a number of times for reasons ranging between bad faith in my sense of direction, to fear of being assaulted in his sleep… but yet, those weeks spent with him were as good as any of my best memories in the country. ;) There was Reg, with his intermittent visits - during which he shopped at a pace that would’ve made Elton John proud, did fashion struts across the house, cracked a huge amount of jokes, cooked supper in the middle of the night (think wafts of fried eggs and ham smells - at around 4a.m… rather incongruous). There was Adeline, who drained the hot water supply in my house in one single shower. *grin* Steph - my most persistent visitor friend in my last coupla years in Melbourne… I don’t know why, but when thinking about her, what comes to mind is the mad chasing across town to get to a restaurant before sunset. ;)

As you can see, I was never want for company. :)

I’m sure that I’ll have an equally amazing time with my new housemate. ;) He has enough of a weird sense of humour to correlate with mine - and enough character quirks to make the next year a challenge. :P Strange hygiene habits that have to be purged, magical bodily hair that appears in odd places… and of course, there’re the new habits I’ve yet to observe for myself - the Chinese songs, the celery sticks, the Reality-TV junkie. Much work to be done…

And the biggest joke is - up to this day, with less than 3 weeks to go, my place in the school is not even guaranteed. And with this anticipation, there is also the overwhelming fear that I will not get a place.

Is this where faith comes in?… Please pray for me.

. o O declared Lid at 10:10:00 PM