Showing posts with label I'm proudly in my 20s. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I'm proudly in my 20s. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

1 month's gone, only 5 months left

This is exactly what's on my mind when I woke up this morning.

l got to Mel on Jan 9, on paper my remaining time here will be less than 5 months
= 21 weeks (or weekends)
= roughly 41 days to explore the city, cafes, restaurants, bars and pubs in Mel, and most importantly, the people

41! that's it? The number doesn't sound right, I'm already sad:(
Never get this feeling with other places I lived before (at least not this early).
Maybe I've finally found MY city? don't know yet, but I got 5 more months to figure this out.
You're beautiful, Mel. Can't find a reason to leave you.
With that said, at this point of my life, I got all the strength and freedom to go and stay everywhere I prefer. Really I've nothing to complain. Simply grateful and happy.

Friday, January 21, 2011

Apps for Blogger?

Jan 22, 2011, Saturday 1pm. St Kilda, Melbourne.

I am sitting on my apartment's balcony this morning, enjoying my 2nd weekend since moving to Melbourne. These two weeks have been an adventurous one; definitely have kicked off my 2011 in style. 

I've been dying to mark some eventful adventures here every day (in case I get old one day and can't do all these things anymore). However, I just haven't found an easy way for Blogger yet. I mean these days, everyone is with her iPhone more often than laptop. So turned out I just do wall post here there on Facebook, not like I would prefer so tho.

If anyone knows a good app for Blogger. Let me know. Gracias!

P.S. I started my first Spanish lesson this morning - taking my 2011 resolution in action:)

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

When Boys Meet Girls - The Turn-Off Rule

What turns a guy off?
Girls who have Ugly face, messy hair and stinky breath, I guess.

What turns a girl off?
Same+ guys who can't stop talking about himself and bring no cash to his date. (I'm sorry guys... really is an impression thing. No matter what excuse you have, doesn't matter if you are David Beckham or Brad Pitt, you are out.

Note to myself: No more British.