Fun in the Sun

So my blog updates are as rare as…I don’t know, they’re rare. Last semester of law school people, I’m lucky I’m able still able to make coherent sentences when I talk to people, let alone write them all smart-like.

As it is my last semester here in Australia, I figured that now is the time to live it up, or as close to that concept as possible. I just moved to an amazingly amazing beachfront apartment with….wait for it… VDG (no it’s not a disease, see here and/or here for references). Shocked? So was I. But she’s grown on me…sort of like moss, slow and slightly irritating, but harmless and adds colour. The new place is right near the centre of a busy tourist area as well so there are plenty of shops and restaurants to wander around (and spend money I don’t reeeallly have, in).

I’ve been here 2 weeks and I heart it ever so much.  To the point that the idea of staying another semester to do a LLM creeped into my head.  But then I opened up my MSN Messenger and read an offline message my 10-year old sister left for me which ended off with “I love you soooo much more than you’ll ever know. 3 months is just too long to see you!“. And then my heart crumbled…then and melted at the same time, odd. Either way, I snapped back to reality and rechecked my confirmed ticket home for May 1, 2009 (ironical as that was the exact day that I landed here in Australia – didn’t plan it that way though).

Living with a roommate is a first though, and I thought I did everything I could have to make sure I was being good. I clean up everything right away, don’t make noise, give her space when she’s on the phone. But apparently I’ve managed to do something within a week that has ticked off VDG a little. And when asked, she won’t tell me -

Me: you’ve been kinda quiet last couple days, is it something I’ve done?

VDG: I don’t want to hurt our friendship over little things.

Me: But if it’s bothering you, I’d like to know so I don’t do it anymore, I mean we’re living there for the next 3 months.

VDG: I don’t want to change you just because we’re living together for 3 months. It’s something you should realize it on your own.

WTF?!? WOMEN.

I know, I know.

But, seriously though, WTF?

I’ve racked my brains for hours trying to figure it out, but aside from breathing in the same airspace, I have no idea. Any suggestion welcome.

Aside from that, what’s new? Hmm…I went home for the holidays. It was a good trip overall (much colder than ever). Met with friends, had the usual spat with mom (“You’re not married.” “why aren’t you married”  “you should join a gym for the month you’re here”  “are you married yet?”) but being the last ‘trip’ home I realized there’s no more escape from that.  *sigh* what to do?

New Year’s resolution to post-more-frequently-to-blog is in effect (as you can see)! As is the water thing. And don’t write me off as a person who should be on your block list, but I’ve grow a strange affinity to Japanese red bean buns.

Oooh which brings to mind – I’m thinking, like really thinking about going to Japan in May before I go home O_O. Crazy? Seeing as I how I’m financially…stiff… it’s still in the daydream stage of planning. But it’s a trip I’ve wanted to do for a long time (i.e. prior to the red bean bun fascination…but seriously, they’re good). Only thing is I don’t want to do it alone, although I know I could. So what to do there?

Sorry for being a terrible blogger friend…I sporadically read updates, but new internet at new apartment is irritating so I’ve had to became a pauper at saving bandwith wherever I can so I can use Vonage to call home.

I’ll post pics of the new place soon, but here’s one to start off…the view from my balcony: