EMPORIO DELLA PASTA AT CROWN

On a night out with my friends, we were meant to go to Kitchen Workshop but instead ended up at this restaurant. The food is quite good, I really enjoyed the pizza though. There's something that's different in the taste of wood-fire pizza, I think it tastes more genuine italian if that makes any sense. My friends and I all ordered different meals so we could try each other's food. 

The lamb was a little bland but it was a bigger portion than I had expected from a place like that which was good. I think it needed a little more flavour or at least a little more sauce to spice it up. Being Vietnamese, our traditional cuisines have a hit of flavour and quite often it is known to have a thousand flavours in one dish which is why I found the lamb dish a little tasteless. 

Brasto di agnello alle erbe - Braised Lamb with herbs, saffron fregola, brocollini

Woodfire Margherita Pizza

IN THIS MOMENT

He and I share lots of those moments. We spend countless hours on road trips back to home. His home, but we've both agreed that home is where ever the two of us are together. There are serious talks and many silences that fill the gaps between us; but those silences aren't uncomfortable. Quite often, he reaches over to the passenger seat and grabs a hold of my hand and I feel like nothing can separate us.

I've become accustomed to the scent of his Bvlgari AQVA cologne on my clothes and the way he makes faces when I try to wake him up for work. He knows that when I become fearful of the problems that life throws at me, I seclude myself from everyone and yet he still forces himself in. It frustrates me that I cannot get angry at him for caring so much. He's the right amount of sugar to my cup of caramel latte. 

Last night, he came home late and I was exhausted, so I clambered right into bed and after a couple rounds of a word game on my iPad, sleep had conquered my body. Still half awake, I could feel his movements right beside me. "Babe, you still have make up on." he whispers and knowing that I was already too tired to get up and wipe it off, he got up went to grab my make up remover wipes (yes, he knows what they are!) and removed my make up for me. 

He then switches the heater on and slips under the sheets throwing both arms around me. He never fails to remind me that he loves me and his actions speak louder then the words. I once read a quote that went something like this: 

"People move on orbits so distant from one another. But sometimes they collide, and when they do, what a goddamn beautiful thing."

And I've started to believe that maybe he and I were a collusion. 

FASHION FAVOURITES

So I've decided to update you guys today on what my fashion favourites are for the month. 

Some of the things that I'm loving at the moment are my gold accessories, mainly because having to work retail at a jeweller, I always have to showcase a range of their finest jewellery. I've become used to wearing accents to bring out my outfit but very minimal pieces. I'm still in love with Tony Bianco's Jaime pouch. It's such a simple design and the auburn colour against the grey hues really makes a statement and to mention it comes in handy when you want to carry very little on you.

VAMPIRE LIPS

I've been trying out this new look and a trend that's been following in Asia at the moment that's called 'Gradient Lips'  which essentially is just two colours of lipsticks applied and blended together. So I tried it out with red and purple to get this plum colour on my lips. The first person who saw me with the lip colour was my mother and she had asked what kind of hideous colour it was.

                    

I got straight to work and received so many compliments about the lipstick colour and lots were asking where I had obtained it. The products that I used can be purchased at any drug store or retail outlet like Priceline. 

LAZY MOE'S

Chicken Parma and wedges with sour cream and sweet & sour sauce.

The RC guy and I had our first Lazy Moe's meal because he had told me about how big the portions are. This was the restaurant he headed to with his friends on the very first that I met him after the car meet.

Lazy Moe's portions are most definitely made for giants. I am not even kidding for I'm talking about three main meals can feed my family of six people of mainly males. They have a wide variety of menu selections to satisfy all sorts of apetites and somewhat a fair service of waiters and waitresses. Sometimes during the day, even though we've booked, they don't really take notice of us until someone impatiently gets up and calls the staff over. I think that's the only thing that has somewhat bothered me, that we had fifteen people and no one bothered to ask if we were ready but generally Lazy Moe's is fairly good. 

The menu has an interesting way of presenting it's food. In some ways you really have to be open minded about reading it otherwise it could offend you. 

STEAKHOUSE 66

I organised a special outing to celebrate a very special person's twenty first birthday. I took him out to New Quay, Docklands to fine dine at Steakhouse 66. I heard some very good reviews about the restaurant and never really had an occasion to fork out my wallet to step inside. 

This, however, was a very good opportunity for me to not only share these delicious meals with him but also have some quality time together by the candlelight. As we entered the restaurant, the waiters greeted and ushered us to a table for two by the window. It's a lovely view where the docks reflect the city lights. 

Image: ajhaysom

Docklands, New Quay and Harbourtown has a soft spot in my heart, not only is the place quiet and calming but also an area where the lights change at any given time. It's just such a perfect place for those who love to take photos. There's never a time where the light reflects in the exact same condition which makes taking photos such an exciting but challenging experience. So I thought why not share this experience with someone special through a meal, they always said 'the way to a man's heart is through his stomach' right? ;) 

We sat down and flipped through the menu, I could see his face changing and he looked really worried because the price was way above our normal prices. Steakhouse 66 is more like fine dining for university students in the price range I guess but you're paying for the quality of the fantastic service and food. 

He ordered a "Porterhouse Steak 280grams" with pepper sauce and I wanted to try out the "Mt. Leura lamb skewers, toasted pita, shaved lettuce, mint yoghurt" and a side of "crunchy steak fries". I really need to comment on the quality of the cooking at this restaurant, it's definitely medium rare and leaves just enough juice and tenderness in the meat for you to enjoy. It doesn't look like it's much according to the portions of the food but I can tell you that both of us were satisfied. Pita bread was toasty warm and a slight crisp which gave a different texture to the lamb and yoghurt. The salad on my meal was a really interesting mix, I really enjoyed it. 

"EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF."

If that quote is something people live by these days, I'm seriously concerned by the level of loyal in this society. It makes me question everyone, how do you look at the people you call your friends and trust them to be there for you. I'm not sure about you but when I begin to open my arms to people in my life, I make sure they're going to be willing to sacrifice as about as much as I put out for them.

When you put your life and time on the line for the so called "friends" you expect for them to protect you. I have one particular friend whom, I would put my life infront of a truck to save. Foolish you may think, but I believe that she and I did not just become friends by choice but because our paths crossed by fate. Again, judge me for being having my head up in the sky for believing in such abstract concepts but you spend days questioning what this world has become and then you realise here is one of the reasons why this planet has become such a horrible place to live. It also shows that you can be in a sea of people and be drowning in stupidity and still be feeling completely alone.

MID COURSE CRISIS?

I'm officially half way through my course and I clearly have not enjoyed the last 6 months of it at all. I feel as if I've been paying thirty thousand for a simple piece of paper that basically states that I am a qualified media savvy person. The last few months have consisted of me not at all excited to go to school. I've literally rolled out of bed and rolled back in and just simply hating on all the work that I've done. 

Normally I am a very organised student with a timetable to keep me in order, but this year has started off with me just simply starting my assignments merely four hours before the due date and time on many occasions. It doesn't help that the government has decided to cut down on the costs for university education whereby many of my subjects that were considered good but too expensive to run have been cut and I am left with theory work. I did media for the pure enjoyment of hands on activities and 25% theory work. I am simply wracking my brain this year learning media terms that simply do not comply to me in any relative interest or form. Fair enough, maybe one day I will be teaching these subjects like I had hoped too but I didn't expect to be "forced" to study these compulsory subjects. 

WEEKENDS IN & OUT

Why is that weekends never seem to last as long as the actual week days? We all know the answer to that and yet still manage to complain. My weekends lately have consisted of nothing but school work and somehow I have managed to fit in seeing some friends and spend time with the RC guy. The RC guy has managed to even make that his official trademark and I'm quite surprised it actually fits in with his growing skills of photography and design. 

Not to mention, he is dating a media student who is naturally compelled to making her designs somewhat a lot more professional than others. (OH STOP IT YOU. *self flattery because I'm that sad) But on some occasions, these past two weeks, we've spent quite a fair bit of time together and although I am tired of sharing a very small bed with this fat pudgy panda beside me, I have become accustomed to his body warmth. 

It felt strange to wake up this Tuesday morning without him snoring beside me. 

'Good morning!' are the first two words that I say to him and although half asleep, and eyes still tight closed, he still manages to form a smile across his face. 

And I greet him with a kiss on the cheek. On mornings like this, it's always daunting to start the day because I know that sometime soon, he would have to return back to his actual home and that night I will be alone in the cold winter night shivering. 

We share moments where we believe that perhaps he's going back to the wrong home and maybe that we are inseparable. Sometimes, it sounds crazy enough to be unreal. He and I are like two wandering souls.  We are always on random adventures to nowhere and simply just enjoy the company of each other. 

We came home after I had spent a good three hours in the edit suites, editing a documentary for school. I made steak and we enjoyed a night in watching movies all day. 

That was our Saturday night meal two weeks ago, in the previous week however, after yet once again another Saturday spent in the edit suites, we decided to go out. This time dinning for two at Lazy Moe's in Maribynong. I must say large proportions for the value. Although RC guy did mention that my cooking was a lot more appealing, it wasn't bad for two.

We shared a main meal of chicken parma, a side of wedges to satisfy the previous week's cravings and a lemon lime bitter to which neither of us fully finished. 

The rest of the night we spent playing a game I like to call "Where's J?" I believe that may just be self explanatory where we go in search for our mate J. Drove from Watergardens to Noble Park, to a look out at Endeavour Hills and never ended up going to bed until 5:30am in the morning. I was wrecked for sure and that night I felt RC guy was exhausted too by the way he barely moved and snored. The poor bugger, lucky it was his long weekend in. Goodbyes came around on Monday morning and I felt a sudden rush of sadness up until now, but distance between us will make the time we spend together something I will appreciate more.  

TASTEBUDS: STUZZI

Eggs Benedict and Big Breakfast.

Stuzzi is a cafe restaurant that's also licensed and is located in Northcote 7km north of CBD Melbourne. It has exceptional service and although it was located around the corner from my high school, I barely ever went there.

My friend S and I went out for brunch prior to going to uni. He and I decided to order coffees first and I personally didn't find the coffee all that great to be honest. It's just pretty average. I browsed through the beverage menu and realised they served my favourite alcoholic cider so definitely kept that in mind for dinner reservations in the future.

S ordered Eggs Benedict and I got the Big Breakfast because I wanted the hash brown. Let me tell you something, they weren't kidding when they called it the Big Breakfast. It is actually humungous. Big Breakfast complies of pan-fried bacon and sausages. Deep fried hash brown, carefully selected mushrooms, a slightly toasted piece of bread, half a delectable tomato, a very well poached and spinach.

I barely even finished my food, and S had to finish it off for me. But I can tell you it kept me full for quite a fair few hours. S really enjoyed his Eggs Benedict, I loved watching him pop his poached egg as the yolk oozed out onto the bread.

Stuzzi is definitely a place I would return again to dine for some dinner. I hear the steaks there are quite pleasant so I'm looking forward to that. I honestly cannot wait to try out more from them.

I MET HIS FAMILY

I saw RC guy again last night. I can't help but feel so much at ease with him around. We picked up the gorgeous 86 yesterday and the stares we received on the way back to Geelong...my goodness I can't even begin to explain how much it feels like we're loaded with wads of cash in the boot. The ride was smooth and he seems to be over joyed by his purchase. On the other hand  I was more keen and nervous to meet his family. 

I haven't met a family whom have been so welcoming to me before. I am envious of their closeness...sometimes I look at other people's families and I want to crawl up into a ball and sob. I've always grown up in a family whom were distant...mainly because I am the only girl. I never had a soul to speak to and my mother isn't much of a best friend for me. To meet RC's parents was such a blessing, I met the people who raised a young man who had set goals in his life and knew what he really wanted. It was different and of course the good kind of different. 

They asked me how we met and his mama was just going on and on about how it was fate. I can see where he gets all his wise and cheesy speeches from. His mother is so loving and her heart is so warm, I could already feel her relentless blessings from the minute I walked in. Both of his parents were quite talkative and seemed happy to meet me. RC tells me that they're glad he's seeing someone of his own heritage, it just makes it easier to communicate despite the generation gap. His siblings seemed happy for him and I absolutely adore his younger sister. I guess these are the people that I may end up getting to know a whole lot better and will be seeing them a fair bit. This is something I've always looked forward to.

Geelong is a quiet town, it's not like Melbourne where silence does not exist. It's nice to escape the city for a while. At the top of the hill, you can see the entire town light up. One day I want to be able to stand there and capture the sun rise as each street light switches off and people leave their homes to get ready to start off the day. I've always wondered what it looks like to see the world move by from above.

IRON MAN 3

"Two tickets to Iron Man 3 please," both the RC guy and I walk up to the counters at Melbourne Central's Hoyts. "one student and one adult. Thanks!" 

Okay, so I've never been a fan of Iron Man 3 so I wasn't so much excited for this particular film. I think I kind of need to explain myself for this. Initially I always thought Iron Man was way too arrogant for a man who requires a suit to be "strong" and hence in Avengers he really annoyed me comparing himself to my hunky spunky Captain America. Everyone tells me it's his personality, well heck, did I not mention that I don't like arrogant people?

So I went only to allow for RC guy to pick the movie because everything else would be my decision. So here I was walking into the film with an open mind just incase it was an experience that would change my mind about IR. Turns out Iron Man wasn't so bad by the end of the film. The back story of his life really became something that changed my mind about him. He's a great guy but even with that armour he still isn't as attractive to me as a man who uses his own body strength ;)

But you're probably more interested in how RC guy and I spent the entire time in the cinema. Mind you it was our first date together and it wasn't as elegant as I had expected it to be. I could feel the tension between us as we talked during the advertisements prior to the film. I could feel that he wanted to hold my hand or put his arms around me. My goodness, the thought of it at the time made me want to laugh so hard. It was ridiculously corny and typical of every guy who took a girl out.

Even now I look back at it and I still laugh. The film begins and I feel a nudge from him. I look at him and the goofiest smile forms from the right to the left side on his face. I couldn't help but just return the nudge and turn away and I smile. I could see him in my peripheral vision just goofing off to himself.

We're both nudging each other and then he just grabs a hold of my left hand and entangles his fingers in between mine. A quick rush of blood comes flowing to my head and I am completely flustered, blushing in the dim lights coming from the screen of the cinema.

"Wait a minute, he is holding my hand. What the actual....?" was my reaction and I remember feeling that the whole way through the two hours we were there.

I never wanted it to end to be honest. I hadn't felt so apprehensive in a very very long time. It wasn't a fearful kind of state of unease but more of a "holy crap I got butterflies" kind of feeling. I missed that fluttering feeling, it had been quite a fair while since I felt that way. Throughout the film, I felt him always looking at me. He's the kind of guy who will spend an entire watching you do the things you do and still be in complete awe about you.

To this day, he still looks at me like that almost everyday I see him. I think both of us are still trying to get used to the idea that people like us exist and they are in our lives.

TASTEBUDS: BACI CAFE

So in the past few months I've visited quite a few restaurants in the time and have discovered new places to dine. In my few years, I was unable to dine so elegantly due to the lack of finance being a student. I'm the type of person who enjoys cooking over eating. My main focus with food is presentation and taste (obviously) but I prefer to eat foods that are presented appealingly. I am happier to cook but I dine out to steal ideas. I'm starting this segment called Tastebuds about my food adventures and cooking so let's see how this goes

So stop #1: Baci Cafe, Crown

Baci Cafe, Crown. Image by: Red Design Group

Now, I was here for a committee meeting for uni. I would never step into a place like this with my budget. Baci is known for their exceptional pizzas and I am telling you now, you're paying for your tastebuds to party. No kidding. The group ordered a Strawberry and Nutella calzone. Normally calzone is a savoury dish but this particular one was a dessert. They also ordered a cheesecake which I did not try and a pizza.

Nutella and Strawberry Calzone, Baci Cafe Crown

 This calzone was delectable, the pastry was crisp and kept the Nutella and strawberries on the inside warm and enticing. Yes, it tastes as good as it looks. This particular dish was more than enough to serve around four to eight people because I would not recommend to share between two unless you're two very sweet-tooth candy loving people. It is large and quite worth its price. So if you're a chocolate lover, I do recommend this dish at Baci as it is smothered in chocolaty goodness and leaves your mouth watering for hours later.

I forgot the name of this pizza, but I'm quite sure this one is seafood. Ha, good job Mary.

This one was particularly delicious also. I believe there was capsicum, prawns and mussels on this pizza which I don't normally enjoy as it is seafood on pizza but it was worth a try. The crust was crisp and the although it doesn't look thin, the pastry it was quite thin too which made it very nice.

The service at Baci was professional and friendly. They really know how to pick out their waiters here so in the end the price wasn't much of a big deal for the kind of service you're receiving and the meals too. Definitely something I'd consider taking some friends out on a special occasion.

My peculiar friend J.

Five things you should know about J:

• He's always bored, and I'm talking about like annoyingly bored. 
• He's somewhat pessimistic about life.
• He's lost and stoned almost all the time.
• He gets hungry easily
• And is not really patient. 

However, J is well known for his big heart and caring personality. J is the kind of guy who will pick up your phone call in the early hours of the morning to listen to you ramble about life and heart breaks. He's a big softie under that tough exterior and he really knows what car he wants. (Haha, please don't kill me)

J and I have a strange friendship. He finds me particularly intelligent and knows not to argue with me because I'm "different." Although I'm not quite sure what he means by that but he always told me before I met RC guy, that there would always be someone for me because no one would let a person like me go unless they were incredibly stupid. He was right. 

J was recently in a relationship with a girl that he said he was in a break with and I particularly don't believe in 'breaks' in a relationship so I never approved. Although in our very short term friendship that is developing, I could not judge.  J seems to hide his heart breaks a lot, it's never really a good thing. I know a friend would intervene but I don't believe in forcing people to reveal themselves. If they are comfortable, they will eventually tell you.

RC guy and I really care about J, although sometimes that sensitive heart of his becomes fraile, we always try to cheer him up and be there for him. J becomes so lost in his world, sometimes he blanks out when we are with him but I know deep down that he's probably in our world somewhere discovering something or somebody new.

It was funny the way J and I met. Now, it's not some story that's worth even telling to be honest. It's way too modern day style to even be called meeting. J added me on Facebook. Goodness. Surprisingly, we became quite close over the time. I particularly enjoy spending time with him, he kind of just brings a stranger sense of humour in my life and although sometimes he reminds me of this other friend, I can still manage to find tolerance to put up with him.

If J ever finds the time to become more patient and have a sweeter outlook on life, I really think he could go further and meet the odds. Maybe someday, I could write something more about him and how he's grown into a young man who's found someone to be particularly fond of and I'll be at his wedding, wiping away a tear and thinking "Wow, J's lady is a very very lucky girl." Not that no one is already lucky enough to encounter this boy. Who knows right?  

THE RC GUY

Story continues on...

So the RC guy is shattered after I left without saying goodbye. Yes, I'm one for dramatic entries and exits apparently. Welcome to my life, Cinderella style.

Half an hour later, I get a friend request on Facebook and a message from him saying:

"What is this? No goodbye hug or even a goodbye?" 

Cute. But what? Clearly I or something had done some major screw up to his head because I did not know it was anything near compulsory for me to even farewell him in such a way.

Our conversation never ended from that point onwards and I remember him smoothly slipping in the fact that he would be in Burn city (Melbourne) again in a couple of days and would really enjoy seeing me. Smooth.

In the wise words of my friend Joel, "you [smooth] motherfucker."

Cheesy boy.

I got to know this guy on a comprehensive level within three to four days and we were absolutely inseparable by text. What has the world become? Our friendship was technologically inclined. It was fast, instant almost and I could even describe the connection we had as two people were like that too.

I met him at a cafe in Fitzroy for our first date a couple of days later. I was nervous as hell and he didn't seem to be phased by that at all. Even now he claims he had fallen for me even before we met for our first date and that day was only there to formally "seal the deal."

He helped me bake 100 of these cupcakes for charity. Amazing!

It was generic. You know? The movie, lunch or dinner kind of date. But the conversation was flowing naturally and I really enjoyed his company. The RC guy was unbelievably genuine, I was surprised to find out that someone like him even existed. After my extensive history with some average males with some notorious habits and values, the RC guy became an idea way too good to be true. And I quickly picked up his habits and learnt to fall for this young man who ticked all the boxes of the perfect guy I would want to spend the rest of my life with.

Dinner at Pacific House, Victoria Street Richmond.

Here's the big bombshell, this young gentleman had been a friend zoned guy for most of his life and had been single for three years now. What? And so I considered myself the luckiest girl on the planet...in all of history. I saw him again in two days. It was interesting to see how comfortable we became with each other. I had never met someone who was on the same level on life values and really respected everything I did and who I was. It's been a month since and I cannot even begin to describe this feeling. It's foreign to me but it's a good and addictive feeling and I'm in a state of euphoria.

Mocktails at Dessert Box, Lygon Street. 

We actually see each other a lot more than normal long distance relationship couples do. He works long strange hours which make him unbearably exhausted but he never seems to be too tired to see me. I adore him for the fact that he even goes out of his way for it. His lifestyle, though packed and exhausting it may seem, really fits with mine. I work and go to uni and really struggle to find time for myself but he and I naturally compliment each other without over powering one another. He likes to drive, and I love random adventures. I think my strict asian parents have become so lenient by the fact that I am seeing a guy who really suits me, they couldn't even careless what time I headed home. I love that. It feels so right to be growing up like this. 

The 86, we just signed for over the weekend. 

There are so many more adventures that I will be looking forward to with him. It's something that I still have not grasped and I am yet to find out more about myself too. So to wrap it up, in the last month, I closed a chapter of my life and started a new book. One that's probably going to be called, Adulthood. 

Okay, more excuses.

It's been over a month since I last posted anything at all and to be honest with you I don't have a good excuse besides the fact that I'm struggling to juggle life at all. Surprisingly a lot can happen in a month. Let me run down the details to you in this long post that I'm going to write instead of doing my last and final assignment for this boring class based on soundtracks of films that I could careless about.

So let's rewind one month back. 

I was in the midst of seeing some guy, let's call him A. A for asshole, perfect. So it was going alright but I figured it wasn't something that was going to last so I never grew attached but yet, it was still a little heart breaking because I went out of my way for him and made time for him. Then someone from my past returned and some flames reignited and died within moments. So both A and this particular person left my life for good...or at least I hoped so.

I went clubbing for the very first time in my life. Yeah,
I. Mary, went clubbing. What are the chances?
What.

It was good up until I was pushed into a corner by some random guy and was forced into getting a drink with him and passing him my number. Eventually I found a way to escape after he tried to get me to come home with him... (Ok so excuse me for being so naive but how do you even do this every weekend and not get freaked out?) I found my friends again and after a good week of laughs about my first club experiences and harassing from Mr Club guy, I was set free. I can assure you I won't be returning to that nightlife for quite a while. But here's a photo.

I made a new friend, J. Now J is a very interesting person. He seems to always be bored but he's a great companion and has a very peculiar sense of humour. J and I went shopping and I got a job offer at YD whilst styling him on our shopping trip. This young gentleman now goes out with some very nice clothes. J took me to 100mm which is a car meet in Melbourne and we hung out with his mates. So imagine this; in amongst hundreds of people who clearly had some sort of interest in cars and then there's me; the girl who couldn't careless about what car as long as it got me places and was efficient. Yeah.

100mm aerial shot by Justin Sung Photography

So I was pretty much a fish out of water. And yeah I was abnormally shy and quiet just a few glances here and there. This scrawny looking guy with an RC in his arms walks up to J and I and smiles at me:

 "Hi J's friend." 

Friendly was my initial reaction but my first impression was:

"Ok. So he's some guy with an RC at a car meet and not his actual car. Fair enough." 

I intially did not think anything of this. Here's me being human and judging him. Good work Mary, way to judge someone. The RC guy then suddenly disappears and we part our ways. A couple hours later after walking around with J listening to him explain the cars and asking me "Can you get that for my birthday?" The RC guy returns back to us. RC guy turns to J and starts to make fun of him. Naturally of course, I like to tease my friends for fun so I join in. J just shakes his head and turns away in embarrassment. At this point, I still did not even know his name. It wasn't until later when we both sat down and waited for J to return after meeting up with a "friend" that I caught on what his name was. He knew mine, and to me he was just some stranger that I surprisingly got along with so well. He turns to me and says:


"So you into cars?"
"Uh... not really." I look down at my phone awkwardly.

"Oh... so do you study?" He continues.

"Yeah, I'm doing a bachelor of media studies. You?" I look up and I could see him surprised by my answer.

"Oh wow, that must be fun. Nah I'm a full time worker at SRS. You know the mince at Coles? My company does all that." His eyes lit up.



At this point I was completely stunned and to be honest with you, I was thinking this guy was going to tell me something like "I'm doing an apprenticeship in panel beating." or something along the lines of that mechanical trades lifestyle. (Excuse my lack of vocabulary terms for this sector in careers, I can assure you I have no clue.) And so the conversation continues for about an hour and I can remember we were both trying to find him a girl whom occupied a voluptuous booty and red hair. I remember thinking that this guy was so picky and kind of shallow for picking out a body shape rather than actually getting to know someone for who they are. Wrong again, Mary. So wrong.

Let's just say the day ended with me walking away without even saying goodbye. And that was it. That's basically my romance in a short post. Yes, eventful I know. I'm just kidding, I'll continue the story in the next post because I can assure you now, this RC guy deserves a post to himself.

PhiL And Me

And the story continues, an exceptional touch to ethnic humour. This year Kim Huong returns with Phil and not Phi and the audience is left grasping for reasons why. Dragon Mum Kim Huong, reminds me of the reasons why I appreciate my very own heritage but completely understand Phi.

Phi and Me 2013, yet again opens another insight into a lifestyle of the typical Vietnamese Australian family. Diana Nguyen’s capture of Kim Huong as a single mother whom left everything looking for a better life in Australia is such a different spectrum of humour. She invites us to feel the joys and pains of the post refugee lifestyle and how Kim Huong, Phi and many others like themselves have adapted.






Seemingly over exaggerated, Diana and her co-stars always have a very accurate depiction of the daily troubles. Co-star, Steve McPhail plays an phenomenal amount of extra characters and his ability to step into characters beyond his own culture is something quite commendable. Shows like Phi and Me, have a knack for breaking the forth wall and always engaging the audience which makes the experience somewhat terrifyingly more enjoyable.

From Springvale’s famous Tommy haircut salon to your favourite Vietnamese cuisines to scamming immigration for visas, this year’s show leaves you hanging onto your seat for surprises. So don’t hesitate to buy Kim Huong’s book or a ticket to the show!

For tickets visit www.phiandme.com.au

Importance

You know I really care about you when I begin to mention you in my life to other people or when I stay really quiet and I just look at you wondrously. Just a thought that I thought I'd let the world openly know on the internet before I even...ever let you know.

Lately I have been struggling to keep up with uni, work and my social life. It's been so tiring and especially because I'm also sick it makes things even harder than usual. I've just been so exhausted. 

I really need a day to catch up on studies because I am falling behind and just really need a day to get everything together, I need rest and to focus again. If life is really this difficult to balance, lord help us.

I went to the ocean today. It was a fresh breath of air, with a fresh face. Stood on the tip of the pier in his arms again and neither of us wanted to move. Time moved at a comfortably steady pace as we watched the sun set. Laughs and jokes were shared and there were moments where I closed my eyes and felt like I was flying and that's only because the breeze was lifting me away.

The yachts were sailing out to the middle of the bay all at once as though they were having some sort of meeting. It looked so amazing as the coloured sails drifted in the wind pulling them all out to the sea.

Melbourne heat waves, why?!

11:30am

It's already two weeks into autumn and the seasons still haven't seemed to figure itself out yet. With 14 days consecutively blazing at above 30 degrees, I have caught a cold that's made me sick to the spine, deliriously drowsy all the time and not to mention lazy.

I'm currently at uni, supposedly waiting for my next class but I've been told ASA committee meeting is on and I need to show my draft designs of the logos I worked hard on over the weekend. I hope they pick my koi fish design, I think it's the best design.

Uni is such a blur especially when I'm doing a course where it's requires a lot of hands on work to learn and all we've been doing is damn theory work. I'm so tired of sitting in lectures, just chuck me in the studio already.

This year has been good to me as I have stepped so far out of my comfort zones and really made most of my time. I think the problem that most people have when they're feeling unhappy is the fact that they are unable to do that.

It is so darn crazy at uni right now...The Agora is full of Jaffys. And I am still waiting on a reply from my friend. Sigh what is life?

My ootd, looks too chilled for uni but golly, it is so hot. This weather needs to calm the heck down. 

1:37PM

I'm here at uni library, sitting with N who thinks I'm never at uni. I only go for like 8 hours a week and he's here almost everyday. My course doesn't require for me to go that often and he makes me feel so bad as though I don't study hard enough. Yet, most of these subjects come to me naturally. I don't really try that hard but I probably should try harder then maybe I'd end up getting more letters of recommendations. 

I might just stay in the library for a couple more hours and catch up on some readings and watch some vids for my remix class on Thursday... 

Slacker.

I've been so lazy as to updating anything real on my blogs. Maybe this is the year I should start scripting down the things that happen in my life. It's been barely three months and I've made some memories for life, a load of new friends and cash that has already gone down the drain. 

Life's short, why not spend right? #SWAG AND #YOLO. Because I live in the wrong decade. 

So today was the first day back at uni for the first time in 6 months and it felt so foreign, like as though I had never walked the footpaths of the campus before but as per usual, the lectures drained hard.

I have post holiday depression and realised what an amazing start to the year it has been and that it's already March, 2013. Life's moving too quickly and next thing you know, I'll be graduating. 

Here's some evidence of last Friday night.

Aw, this girl was such a cutie :)

I dont know how this kid takes the most retarded photos and still looks so good. DARN PHOTOGENIC GENES. 

The birthday boy, my better half, soul mate, best friend, sister and wifaaye. DA1.

Was a good night, with lots of drinks, laughs and photos. Too many confessions and no sleep at all. I can't wait to celebrate another birthday! 

:3