emily;

Times really have changed, and here's why.

1. Jimmy actually blogs more frequently than me. About time. :) I'm glad he's taking the time to put his thoughts into words. Also noticing the heavier influx of comments in our tagboard accompanied by negative vibes, I feel grateful and appreciative. Strange? I'm happy that Jimmy still has the guts to be completely honest even when there are those who oppose him. To be honest, I don't completely agree with everything he says. But of course he still has to love me, because I'm his cousin and our love is unconditional (l0l). A space for discussion on the various modes of life doesn't seem like such a bad thing.

2. I'm never on MSN. God, I remember in the earlier highschool years wherein I was chatting away for hours on end. I guess I could say I had "nothing better to do". Although now that MSN is largely missing from my day-to-day activities, I'm sort of worried. Worried that I'll lose contact with a lot of people. Cyberspace interaction seems like the most secure form of holding onto your friends.

3. Okay, I can't really think of a third thing. I DID have one, honest. But I just lost it. So instead, I'm going to tell you a few things that have happened since I've landed back in Sydney.

Melbourne was beautiful, no doubt about it. But as I was gazing out at the bright orbs jewelling Sydney, I knew one thing - Melbourne may be a piece of art, but Sydney will always be home.
I shall upload some of my favourite photos later. They're on my other computer.

I went to hospital on thursday night. Sorry to kimb for missing your birthday. I'm sure you didn't notice I wasn't there anyways haha. Thank you to those who called and wondered where I was. Sorry to Jimmy for failing. Thank you to Joe for staying with me the whole time, being patient with my pathetic cries of pain, and patiently giving hugs when they counted the most.

I am a pilgrim.
Okay Jimmy, don't freak out just yet.
My Aunty bought me tickets to wyd and so of course I had to accompany bt on a weekend pilgrim trek to Randwick and the festivities from there. I'll admit, I was kind of scared. I mean, I've seen these people all over Sydney. I'd never talked to any, but there was certainly a lot of talk about them - both positive and negative. But it wasn't bad.
The flags were cool. Watching so many nations congregate in one space in peace was something magical. I couldn't help be feel a sense of serenity.
While I was watching some bags by myself, this philopino lady walked passed and patted me on the head. She smiled widely, "You're a pretty one. Don't use it for evil!" And with a wave and little skip she was gone, leaving me with the only surprised reaction of a grin and a giggle.
I met some Vietnamese Americans from Orange County, California and Houston, Texas. They talk cool. They joke cool. And they eat A LOT.

Jimmy I like your haikus.




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emily;

Times really have changed, and here's why.

1. Jimmy actually blogs more frequently than me. About time. :) I'm glad he's taking the time to put his thoughts into words. Also noticing the heavier influx of comments in our tagboard accompanied by negative vibes, I feel grateful and appreciative. Strange? I'm happy that Jimmy still has the guts to be completely honest even when there are those who oppose him. To be honest, I don't completely agree with everything he says. But of course he still has to love me, because I'm his cousin and our love is unconditional (l0l). A space for discussion on the various modes of life doesn't seem like such a bad thing.

2. I'm never on MSN. God, I remember in the earlier highschool years wherein I was chatting away for hours on end. I guess I could say I had "nothing better to do". Although now that MSN is largely missing from my day-to-day activities, I'm sort of worried. Worried that I'll lose contact with a lot of people. Cyberspace interaction seems like the most secure form of holding onto your friends.

3. Okay, I can't really think of a third thing. I DID have one, honest. But I just lost it. So instead, I'm going to tell you a few things that have happened since I've landed back in Sydney.

Melbourne was beautiful, no doubt about it. But as I was gazing out at the bright orbs jewelling Sydney, I knew one thing - Melbourne may be a piece of art, but Sydney will always be home.
I shall upload some of my favourite photos later. They're on my other computer.

I went to hospital on thursday night. Sorry to kimb for missing your birthday. I'm sure you didn't notice I wasn't there anyways haha. Thank you to those who called and wondered where I was. Sorry to Jimmy for failing. Thank you to Joe for staying with me the whole time, being patient with my pathetic cries of pain, and patiently giving hugs when they counted the most.

I am a pilgrim.
Okay Jimmy, don't freak out just yet.
My Aunty bought me tickets to wyd and so of course I had to accompany bt on a weekend pilgrim trek to Randwick and the festivities from there. I'll admit, I was kind of scared. I mean, I've seen these people all over Sydney. I'd never talked to any, but there was certainly a lot of talk about them - both positive and negative. But it wasn't bad.
The flags were cool. Watching so many nations congregate in one space in peace was something magical. I couldn't help be feel a sense of serenity.
While I was watching some bags by myself, this philopino lady walked passed and patted me on the head. She smiled widely, "You're a pretty one. Don't use it for evil!" And with a wave and little skip she was gone, leaving me with the only surprised reaction of a grin and a giggle.
I met some Vietnamese Americans from Orange County, California and Houston, Texas. They talk cool. They joke cool. And they eat A LOT.

Jimmy I like your haikus.