F**k off...

Okay, for your information, this is for ‘ART’ purposes alright? I’m really not a vulgar person and you can ask my friends for clarifications. The most vulgar word I ever use was ‘shit’.. and even that is use when I am really really really mad.

....

Okay, maybe that was exaggerating but I think I made my point.

Anyway, I was walking down the street and kept on thinking of the custom of swearing here. Then suddenly, ‘POOF!’ this idea came into my mind.

Too bad I’m not doing my Master in Photography. =)

This can really send the message across. The body language and all gives the impression that the fella meant it.

Would do good for people who don’t wanna have their face taken.

My personal fave. Doesn’t show the face and yet have a slight glimpse of the body shape.

Definitely for those who don’t meant the word at all. Suits the ladies out there who have a hot body and are proud to flaunt it. Its more like ‘fishing the line’ or ‘act macho’. *Yeah, I know I don’t have a hot body.. again, this is for ART purposes*

If I were sponsored a DSLR (including a crash course), I bet I’m changing my major almost immediately. And I have just the right person for this kind of post...

Who else but my old emotional gorgeous buddy?? You know who you are.. no need to mention name here eh? * I can sense she’s insisting by this very minute*

Fine.... Jean Chan P.Y. will be the ideal model. And I can bet as well, that MOST of our friends are nodding in agreement.

ps: did anyone notice how long and slim my fingers are?

Salsa pictures

As requested by my dear Yeng Yeng, here are the pictures of my salsa night.
Hopefully, she won't laugh at the pics or gawk at the hot chick (by that, I meant myself..)

♥

Before going to the City, Marcela and I start off with vodka and wine at Nikunj's house

On the dance floor, from right - no idea who, me, Constantin and Arjun

Crash course by the experts, Schweta and Marcela.. They were saying, 'Swing it babe'.
Its not like I can't swing my hips!! I do it perfectly well in fact. But over here, it seems my butt is not enough.. sob.

Savio with the other hot chick in the club.. God, should have look at their asses!

Finally its my duck session is over~~ group pic in Cobacabana

Fate

Do you believe it?

Though not a superstitious person myself, I am convinced that fate is evolving around me in 21 years of my pathetically satisfied life. I question myself all the time. Why did it happen the way it happened? Why is it that the All Mighty above, literally speaking, always seems to push me to a certain direction even when I resent it?

From the beginning, nothing works. Whatever plan just turn to plain shit during the implementation stage. On the other party, however, it is like a natural waterfall. Nothing can ever stop it. It just keep repeating again and again till I can’t fight it anymore. And in the end, even when it is all over, memories of him do not wanna stay. It feels like there is an extraordinary hand being there, and steal the memory of him every time I least notice. When I thought, that it is fated that none of his memories will remain, fate makes a funny turn again.

I move on, I really do. Though I generate masses of new ones with the significant one in my current life, the old one still need to be there don’t it? What is life without memories of the past? So why can’t you, dear invisible friend that I call fate, leave some memory of him that I can keep and quit playing in my highly delicate brain which is more useful if I utilise it in my studies.

Salsa

Finally! I visited a Salsa Club called Cabocabana yesterday!! Was invited to join by a couple of friends in Uni and I was so excited about it!!

It is my first time going to a Salsa club and I had nothing to expect but loads of Salsa! *A type of dance which I am not familiar with.. sadly..*

Anyway, two friends of mine were being generous yesterday. They (namely Marcela and Constantin) invited me over to their place for dinner before heading to the club and went to great length to prepare dinner. It was my second time going to their place for dinner and though the first time was great, this time, it was marvellous! They prepared steak for me with loads of side dishes as well. Just so delicious~~

Yummy

Right after dinner, we went to the club at City. And yeah, we took the tram. Lol! So totally different compared to home. But I wasn’t wearing anything extraordinary considering its winter. (Luckily..) Once we are there, Marcela dragged me to the dance floor! Hell no!! Imagine, every couple on the floor can shake their bum like a professional, and there I was, dancing like a duck. Imagine THAT scenario lasting the whole night. (0.o)

Embarrassing isn’t it? But I did have loads of fun. Was laughing all the way. (like a lunatic)

=)

I need to go for a Salsa class soon to avoid further embarrassment.

No picture to post since I wasn’t the one with the camera. =(

ps: wish you were here to dance with.

Assignment

I do NOT wanna procrastinate.

By hook or crook I desperately NEED to finish my Marketing assignment before sunrise.

I had drank two cups of highly intense tea (7 bags I suppose) and am prepared to drink another cup of green tea should I feel even the slightest hint of drifting.

So why am I writing this blog? Hahaha! GREAT~~

Accounting class

Currently sitting at the back of my absolutely boring Accounting Class, with my lappy on my lap, Wi-fi on and 'pretending' to care, I am writing this blog. Interesting eh? This is the upside of studying abroad; you get to bring your laptop in and not care of the class yet the lecturer thinks you are reading his notes online. =)

I originally love accounting. But then, for this class I think my standard is severely being downgraded and forcefully deteriorated. Hence, I had make the decision to not listen to whatever the old Australian lecturer in front of me is saying. Instead, I use my spare time optimally by doing my Finance homework, getting references for my assignment, checking e-mail, read the news and blogging. Its not like I am being disrespectful or what, but it is really.. and I mean REALLY...
just.a.waste.of.time.

"If its KEYS, we would be cam-whoring by now"

Culture shock

Its August! It fascinates me every time to realise how fast time flies.

Well, as a matter of fact I have loads to blurt out but somehow, they just can’t fit in this tiny post of blogspot. So the summary it will be. =)

Within these 3 weeks on Uni, I had undoubtedly made a number of friends from VERY different culture. One culture that I’m not very fond of is the need to add so much unnecessary words and vocabularies and explanations in a sentence. Its like this,

“Hey Ivise, do you know that the class on Wed is surprisingly cancelled. Yeah. Oh gosh *hand fanning themselves*, I’m so glad about it coz you know how he teach and all, and obviously he’s like so bored and bla bla and all. Yeah. ALSO he had this thing you know. But he did said the class was changed to my beautiful Thursday and God I was like thinking what the heck. Thursday is my free day and god, how can he just change it. Yeah. Anyway, are you free on Wed? You know, perhaps we can hang out or something? Coffee break and all? Coz you know, it is kinda bored here with winter and all. So, what do you think?”

I think you can cut all the words before boring me to DEATH! Can you count how many ‘you know’ and ‘yeah’ is in the word? LOL!!

Instead of , “Hey Ivise, class on Wed is changed to Thurs. So I was thinking if you are free on Wed, maybe we can hang out?”

What’s wrong with these people? Get to the point, dude! I don’t wanna waste my precious 5 minutes just to listen to something that can be said in 5 seconds. Sigh....

Another thing that I’m still shocked is the habit of kissing the cheek. I don’t categorise myself as a conservative person. *Duh* But kissing people cheek, especially a newly acquainted person is so not my culture. Its yucky! Worst if that person is a guy with his new born ‘janggut’ and their face is all rough and spiky. Imagine a sand paper being scratched to my delicate face. OUCH!!

No wonder I had allergies after that... =.=”

Well, other than these complaints I do have heaps of culture that I like about Melbourne. People are generally friendly, cleaner, nice cool weather, helpful, cuter and funny. I will leave that to the next post coz I really need to finish up my piles of bloody homeworks.

Ta ta~~

“I guess it will be only your kisses from now”