Midnight

So it took me 5 days before I finally realised, "Where's Zoe?". Zoe's our house cat. She's been around ever since I moved in 2 years ago, and now she's gone! Her absence is a long story for which I've no desire to tell here nor anytime soon. Oh well, it may be a good thing cuz at least there'll be less fur to vacuum off the carpet from now on.

It's strange how my lifestyle has changed now that I'm back down under. In fact, it all changed in a single night! Back home, I used to stay awake till 3-ish in the morning before I hit the bed. This was an everyday routine. This week in Australia, I haven't stayed up past midnight at all! I start to get drowsy by 10 and fall asleep an hour later, sometimes less. Amazing inn'it?!

I called Jin at midnight (KL mean time) which was 1am at Perth this morning to send her my birthday wishes. No, I'm not contradicting myself on what I said earlier about not staying up past midnight. I actually slept at 11pm last night and set an alarm to wake up at 1am to make that call. Seriously. Hee! A shoutout to Jin, Lemon and Vish - Happy Birthday! Hope you have a great one! :)

End of Summer

It's over. 12 weeks of bumming around, finally over. The luxury of sleeping whenever I wanted to and doing whatever I wanted to whenever I wanted to has come to an end. The brain's rusty, time to get the whip cracking and back to work!

I'm having mixed feelings for returning to Australia. I'm excited to start the semester with the same old lecturers teaching new stuff. I'm happy that I'll be enjoying my student life yet again; the weekly routine of waking up early, walking to campus, attending classes, hanging out at malls on Thursdays, grocery shopping, and the works. I'll try to keep this post cheery and not talk about the sad and depressing parts; It's quite obvious what they are anyway.

Kanasai

I remember the time when I asked an online friend what "kanasai" meant. It must have been at least 3 years ago, back when I was into online gaming. We would engage in small-talk and it's so frequent for that word to pop up during our conversations. Turned out that the Hokkien-term translates to "like shit".

How innocent I was (and still am, thank you); It never crossed my mind that "like" was used as a preposition instead of a verb. So I asked, "Why would anyone like shit?", and he started giving me simple examples - "That tastes like shit. You look like shit. She pwned me like shit."

Oh, okay! ...

I think it's so low to compare things to shit; especially after you've put it into your mouth. Really, shit? Why should anything even come close to that?

Ugh, sickening.