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    Wednesday, August 26, 2009

    helllooo~

    its been cold here though. the winds are getting so strong. actually if there isnt much wind, the sun is pretty hot. but the wind is really really bad.

    uni has been so so. assignments? not much. kinda getting use to the life here already. waking up, eating breakfast, wait at the bus stop, sit the train to flinders, then switch another train to uni, go to class, repeat the whole train sitting cycle again, come back, online, nap, eat dinner, watch tv, go up to my room, online somemore then sleep then everything repeats again.

    how fun huh?

    its been a month that i am here. well... tomorrow will be exactly one month. i guess the one thing i havent got use to is not having friends like i did back home.

    i mean like in high school, there will always be people around school that i know them and they know me. we dont have to be friends but we know each other. and i have this huge group of people to hang out with.

    then when it came to college, the group sort of got smaller and different people were added into it but there was still a group. and people i know. and know me too. like i know a couple or two people in a levels or icpu or tbf or something.

    and then walking through any street or even a shopping complex, i'll bump into somebody familiar. especially in pyramid.

    now? i dont go around uni and say "hey!" or a light smile and say hi to anybody at all. not like before.

    there isnt a group of friends hanging out together anymore. making loud noises at places. laughing our butts off over some stupid lame funny racist joke. most of the time the jokes cracked are some racist thing. well.. ALWAYS!

    here? nothing at all.

    i miss being back home. i miss people i have back home. i miss the racist jokers. which are the friends. i miss my friends.

    and i've been screwing my own thoughts up.

    the mixture of missing people back home, train rides alone and songs on ipod. makes me think way too much.

    maybe its because there isnt anyone else to think about.

    a picture reminded me of how you used to look like to me before. i guess i was starting to forget it already. and maybe forgetting was a good thing but now i realise that there is still bits and pieces somewhere somehow.

    hot? yeahhh maybe a little.
    fine. maybe more than a little.

    and i forgot how i used to smile to it. this all means absolutely nothing. it just brought me back to my memories of what i used to have last time which now will never ever be necessary cause its not possible anymore.

    you know it was nice hearing that nick is doing good and you know talking to my mum? i miss that place and the people. NIKE <3

    love,
    sher xoxo.

    music addiction : Hush Hush - PCD

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