my love at first taste

   Do you know that I love to drink coffee? If you do share the joy of drinking coffee too then, this post is especially dedicated to coffee lovers. Today, I went to Aroma Festival held for only one day once a year. I am so glad that I have decided to join my friends to visit that festival. At first, I was not really looking forward to it, thanx to the gloomy weather.

   Fortunately, the event turns out to be a great one. There are many stalls there selling myriad types of coffee, chocolates, teas and food stuff. I am really overjoyed to see all this. When it comes to coffee, it has to be one of my first love. I learn to drink coffee at a very young age because my maternal family is addicted to it. So am I. And my first love happens to be black, bitter coffee. This black kopi-O is best served with biscuits as complementary dish. If not, I will not say it is a good meal at all.

   What's more? What comes next happen to be a total surprise. Trust me. I was walking when suddenly I saw this guy with a familiar face. Who is he? I must have seen him somewhere with that smile of his. My heart was saying it couldn't be... him. So, I just ignore his presence and continued walking until two girls were looking at that guy as well, gossiping and smiling in excitement. My heart must be right. I am seeing Guy Sebastian in person! Hoho... what a lucky day of mine... I did take a photograph with him but I don't have the soft copy yet. Wait till I get my hand of it. I willl show it off to you.

Do you know who is she? She is made up of cups of coffee. Awesome right?

   To top it all of, I tried a new dessert which I never eat before in my life though I heard of it before. It is known as Pavlova... Yum..... It is actually a combination of marshmallow and cream which is fantastic topped with chocolate berry. Give a try,folks! That's all for now...

Blogger on the day he is feeling lucky and satisfied to be breathing alive. Weeeeeeeee........

It is the little things that count

    

      The pictures above were taken when I was flying from Auckland- Queenstown. On that day itself, my flight schedule is later compared to the rest of of travelling mates. I did feel left out initially. You must be wondering why was I choosing to travelling alone. It is the consequence of me being late in booking the discounted ticket. Hence, when the promotion came back up again, my flight was scheduled to be later. Lesson number 1.

     

     When I first arrived in Queenstown, my mates were telling me how much I have missed the tour around there. They said the view is spectacular, so surreal. Inside my heart, I was thinking, you were missing out on the thing I treasured too. For one, I think the view I get in the plane is enough for me. Little did I expect such an awesome view. And the moment I saw that, I know my decision was right. Maybe, I was meant to be flying later to reveal to me the breathtaking sight I was about to see. If you ask me again, I never doubt my decision. 

     The scenery is awe-inspiring and the landscape is covered with snow and glacier. What a day. What is the thing I miss the most in New Zealand? I miss cycling after so many years of sitting in a car. I have to admit, I am an independent lot, I like to cycle around. Cycling brings back the fond memories of the freedom I get. Cycle wherever I like, whenever I want. Yes, this holiday is the best I had. While skiing and glacier hiking give me the most excitement during the entire trip, it is all the little things that add up which put a smile on my face at the end of the day. And these five pictures particularly said that themselves.

Back from holidays

what to say... After 15 days wandering off from Sydney, returning here saddens. First, it means university lessons are resuming. Back to my mundane and lonely self again. So sien lo... That's what a lot of my friends said. Though I did not say it out loud, part of me agree. Part of me has get used to this feeling of being alone.

This is what people always say part of growing up. Does growing up make you feel lonelier? I think it does. But I cannot deny this winter break is my best holiday ever.

I did a lot of fun activities. Let me list it one by one, according to best to least

1) Skiing
2) Ice glacier hiking
3) Star gazing
4) Cycling
5) Cooking with friends
6) Ice cream
7) Sight seeing

I will just list it for now because I have too much things to do on hand... Haha... First, i need to sell off my textbook to earn money la wei... Bank account looks depressing.

Changes

Changes occur time after time. They can be good and bad depending on the circumstances and areas they affect. I should say I did change a lot particularly this semester.

After keeping silent for awhile, I think it must be time to talk part of it. The reason I kept quiet is because this is the change that others will deem bad for me yet I think this is the most practical resolution I should continue to take for my own needs. Yup, this time around it is my own need that this change helps in. I feel that I am not the "was me" anymore.

I have been talking to a dear friend of mine about this recent change of mine and to my friend, my perspective has changed from being a complete pure to a more realistic approach. I did not realise this is the change that I took but somehow it does seem resemble that way from other's point of view.

One, it relates to friendship. First question, why do friends exist? To make us smile, to accompany us when we are lonely or just people who will cheer us when we need the most. Hmmm, partially right.

I do find my friends do serve all the functions above. The use of word "function" sounds mechanical and yet, it is deemed suitable in this occasion technically.

I told my friend that, " A person who stands with you through the test of time and tribulations is someone you call a friend." When a problem crops up, you can see the real friend you have and I agree completely. I don't mean I have bad experience, just that some true colours are shown. And finally I opened up my eyes... Ohhh, that's how they really were and always have. Just that my pure perspective has changed. Now, being realistic is all I am. 

Since being pure makes me sadder, confused and disappointed, taking a realistic approach does not seem that bad. At least, I am beginning to accept the fact someone you think you know might not be the person he/she is yet when you try not to understand them, you feel relieve with the fact that you are at least not close to that person at all.

Fortunately, I am still quite an optimistic person, just not as optimistic as before. I will take my responsible with a promise that, "I might not be a friend who can always stand with you through the test of time, but I am willing and will always stand with you through the tribulations." Hope that answer my own question at least. To re-emphasize again, if you felt hurt, maybe the person I mention is not about you but do not be so sure that the person is not you at all. 

Blogger during the time he should be sleeping because tomorrow he is going for a skiing trip.

the things i love to hear

I always love to listen what others tell me. It can be anything: a joke, a problem, a song or even some lame topic. But the most important thing is the things you say must come from the bottom of your heart.

As you may have realised, I always post a blog when I am chatting or finish chatting with a friend who holds very  important position in my life. I love the feeling of pouring out everything to a friend who is willing to listen and understanding me will be an added bonus I love to find. I can fathom that every person is unique on his own yet if a person who understands me like pages in a book is very hard to find.

Very very seldom I can find a person who understand how I think unless I tell them straight. Not that I want it to be complicated, I just like to compliment my thinking with logic, experience and emotions according to my way.

It is funny to be noted that I am writing a post this late at night. Actually it is 415am, chatting with a friend who can kpc with. Haha... Indeed rare during academic calendar period. Precious to find one and yet memorable to keep it. Gratitude from the bottom of my heart.