greetings from melbourne.

i was so excited and nervous about leaving for melbourne to meet mr ong till i was a total airhead on tuesday. i did the most ridiculous and bimbotic things ever but umm it's okay. if you don't already know, you don't have to.

i got checked a million times on this side. perhaps a young azn lady traveling alone on first class screams something illegal like prostitute or black market boss' daughter or some shit. and some of the accents were so thick, i couldn't make out what they were asking at all. yea koalabear kangaroo, bundoora gloria jean's crocodile dundee to you too, mate.

it's freaking cold here. i mean yeah winter duh. but didn't expect it to be this cold and i really look like a bahzhang when i throw on the layers, but less triangular i guess, something like a squished bahzhang.

anyway the boyfriend's papers still aren't over so i haven't seen much of melbourne. but well primary purpose here ain't to sightsee anyway. it's great to be able to spend some time together again, and to find that nothing's changed and that perhaps we have only grown stronger. so well sorry to the haters, this isn't gonna end anytime soon so you're gonna have to hold back that 'i told you so' nyaahaaa.

the crows here sound weird. the squawking sounds so man-made. when i first got here i thought it was some guy going "aawwkk awwwwk". okay you get the idea righttt.

i feel a bit homesick. i miss the food and my friends.but i have to say, both panghao and i are rathe decent cooks. damn our kids will be such lucky assholes.