Went to uni today to submit my project proposal for my self-directed prac and I tell you I had the hardest time getting outta bed/couch. It didn’t help that I’m already so sick with flu and I overslept my alarm by 45 minutes. Also the rain really didn’t do much for my mood, it was pouring and pouring buckets out there and armed with a half working umbrella, I caught the buses to uni and realised a bit too late my shoes weren’t waterproof and my feet were swimming in puddles of water.
I’m currently bundled up in a thick jumper, going to go shower soon and bury myself further into my blankets and go read stuff for bible study on Friday. I need chicken soup 
And on a side note, I gave the Sass & Bide warehouse sale a miss this year, with being broke and sick and all.
*Coughs miserably*
It has been a while since I’ve blogged, but it has been a good 2 weeks! I came back from church camp over the weekend and boy was it an experience. And since there are pictures everywhere, I decided not to use my camera and just take pictures from various people 
Warning picture heavy post. Click at your own peril…Muahaha
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I cannot even begin to describe having finally gotten a car. It’s such a relief to finally settle insurance after researching online, buying the bank cheque to pay for the car, getting the RAC to jump my car and getting driven home. No, I haven’t actually driven the car yet. It’s getting taken to get serviced tomorrow, so hopefully everything is ok after that and I can begin driving it around 
Never would I have thought I’d buy a Proton as my first car in Perth. It’s not that bad, its a Gen 2 which is only about a year and a half old and having only done 14000kms, it was a real bargain. Although it exceeded my budget by 3 and a half thousand dollars, it’s a really cheap car.
The reason I’ve blocked out my number plates is kinda obvious Don’t want people to really recognise my car. But then again, the blue colour in itself really gives it away.
So now, presenting my baby:
And my baby’s name is now: Blue Lightning The colour itself is called Angel Blue and its such a nice shade of blue, I love it to death.
Now, all I have to do is post the transfer papers off and wait for the DPI to get back to me so I can pay for my stamp duty.
And then its of to get some seat covers, cushions, road map, and a windscreen reflector thing.
Anyone want to sponsor a Tom Tom?
Today at the Vic Park train station, this gentleman asked if he could have change for a 5 dollar note for the ticket machine. Either that or if one of us had 20 cents so he could purchase his train ticket. The other Asian guy just stared stupidly ahead while fiddling with his bicycle, Lin was on the phone so I dug around in my wallet so I could give the poor guy 20 cents. He was wearing a suit and tie so I thought he was in genuine need since he took out his 5 dollar note looking around for change.
What I didn’t imagine was for this guy to thank me profusely for the 20 cents. To me, that 20 cents maybe could have topped up and bought me some fries or something at McDonald’s but to see this guy (I’m guessing in his 50s or 60s) thanking me even as our train arrived just made my day. I did not expect to get it back, for I did not even know him for him to track me down and return the money. So as we reached Perth Train Station, I forgot about that little incident and happily was chatting with Lin when I bumped into David, who was heading to uni. So we ended up talking for a minute or 2 and then Lin taps me on the shoulder, gesturing just past the SmartRider gates.
And there was the same guy who borrowed that 20 cents from me, handing me back 20 cents and thanking me again for lending it to him. I was gob smacked that he even returned the money since 20 cents can’t really get you much these days. That just brought me think, some people really take a lot of things for granted, I know I’m guilty of that sometimes. I suppose when you’re caught up with the whirlwind of life, you tend to forget the little things in life. It’s the little things in life that really matter.
Someone sent me this forwarded e-mail recently which describes some natural highs:
1. Falling in love.
2. Laughing so hard your face hurts.
3. A hot shower.
4. No lines at the supermarket.
5. A special glance.
6. Getting mail.
7. Taking a drive on a pretty road.
8. Hearing your favourite song on the radio.
9. Lying in bed listening to the rain outside.
10. Hot towels fresh out of the dryer.
11. Chocolate milkshake (vanilla or strawberry).
12. A bubble bath.
13. Giggling.
14. A good conversation.
15 The beach
16. Finding a 20 dollar bill in your coat from last winter.
17. Laughing at yourself.
18. Looking into their eyes and knowing they Love you
19 Midnight phone calls that last for hours.
20. Running through sprinklers.
21. Laughing for absolutely no reason at all.
22. Having someone tell you that you’re beautiful.
23. Laughing at an inside joke with FRIENDS
25. Accidentally overhearing someone say something nice about you.
26. Waking up and realizing you still have a few hours left to sleep.
27. Your first kiss (either the very first or with a new partner).
28. Making new friends or spending time with old ones.
29. Playing with a new puppy or kitten.
30. Having someone play with your hair.
31. Sweet dreams.
32. Hot chocolate.
33. Road trips with friends.
34. Swinging on swings.
35. Making eye contact with a cute stranger.
36. Making chocolate chip cookies.
37. Having your friends send you homemade cookies.
38. Holding hands with someone you care about.
39. Running into an old friend and realizing that some things (good or bad) never change.
40. Watching the expression on someone’s face as they open a much desired present from you.
41. Watching the sunrise.
42. Getting out of bed every morning and being grateful for another beautiful day.
43. Knowing that somebody misses you.
44. Getting a hug from someone you care about deeply.
45. Knowing you’ve done the right thing, no matter what other people think.
Never have I learnt the value of treasuring the little things so well.
So I finally managed to buy the other grey vest at Myer, I’m a happy happy girl. While indulging into my new taste of smart casual clothes, I’ve begun to like shirts with vests built into it. I tried this on today:
Puffed sleeves, I like.
Since its my favourite one, here’s another picture:
And continuing with the Little Miss shirt craze, I saw some today but they weren’t that nice so I did not get it.
Oh, oh, oh, the thing I’m most excited about is this:
ZOMG, the Dior saddle bag! My aunty gave it to me over the weekend, albeit it is 2nd hand but I LOVE IT TO BITS! 
I’m tired. I need to go organise my room a bit more since I do need to find my liquid paper which I lost and have to organise my files since I’ve got a bit of paperwork from the various projects I have going on right now.
Its only the first day at the seminar and already its painfully clear that it is painful to sit there and have philosophical and theoretical arguments about culture and definitions of words and things like that. I have another 3 more days to go. I’m bringing a pillow.
The time is now 12.43am and I have done 2 and a half pages of my 4 pages essay which is due in today during the seminar. I doubt I’ll get more than 5 and a half hours of sleep and therefore I’m exhausted since I had to go to uni yesterday, which was ultimately so boring and a waste of time.
And since I’m cranky from not being able to sleep and having to write about culture, I messed around with my webcam. I was being stupid, so excuse the weird poses that come out. I’m not usually like this, I’m just procrastinating right now and thoroughly wanting a good night’s sleep.
Nearly falling asleep
Was trying to read the instruction page when I realised my glasses were slipping off and I thought it’d be interesting to see what I look like. Obviously its not good, so that’s the last of me trying to wear glasses like a grandmother
OK, so I admit I was just trying to find the weirdest pose I could come up with. And no, I didn’t really dig my nose.
Today’s session at uni was just one where the people on prac have to go and talk to their tutorial groups about their experiences. Took 2 hours to get thru all 6 people who went on prac in my tute group. The fieldwork debrief today wasn’t too bad, nobody failed prac (YAY!) but it wasn’t such a good use of time in my opinion. Having not been on prac and will not go till July, every 7 weeks that come around and tutes run is going to be a snore fest for me. We basically get our info from talking to each other so basically we’re doing this formally. Sigh.
Well, I’m off to finish that last page or so of my essay. Here’s to me actually having SOME sleep tonight/today.
This link says it all. I’m shocked at the results of the polls but I’m happy. Although I didn’t get to vote this round, the results are good
Finally studies have shown that there is indeed a man drought in Perth.
“Perth women in their early 20s should find a good man as soon as they can because they will never have the same choice in potential partners again.
The latest research into the ratio of men to women by demographer Bernard Salt is another annoying reminder for single ladies that Australia is in the grip of a man drought and Perth is positively parched.”
I just happened to turn on the radio to Em and Wippa and heard that particular piece of news and it indeed intrigued me to the point that I actually googled the article. Who would have thought, Perth was parched in another sense?
And whoever said it is finding a partner needs to be kabooshed in the head.
Goodbye for now, I’ve gotta finish reading 12 pages of a book for bible study this morning.
I received a letter in the mail from the Office of the Director of Public Prosecutions today. In the back of my mind I knew what it was, but I refused to acknowledge it. I opened the letter with shaking hands and handed it to my Aunty to read cause I couldn’t bear to read it. I immediately saw the 3 names of the people behind the attempted armed robbery. 3 names that will probably stick in my mind for a long time yet. I finally can put a name to the face that terrorised me 6 long months ago. A face that I will remember, my screams that will continue to ring in my ears once in a while and the thumping of my heart pushing blood through my veins. All those things will remain in my memory, I do not forget that easily.
The Plea Day has been set for 12th March 2008.
I’ve decided. I will write that document. I want closure. I want it all to end.
