A typical Friday... in some other country

View from the office, or somewhere near it

Cosy corner in the office... place to chat, place to chill...

After office hours drink... at the in house "bar"

And this is the end of the night...

Sydney Opera House

Sydney Harbour Bridge

You know it's chinatown... when there's a chinese church service

Frr showing off my greedy buys from Chinatown - Paddy's Market

Old Buildings mixed with new ones... opposite Woolworth's

Paddington Market... and all the yummy food

The Rocks Market... so near the office!

Circular Quay... where I went jetboating

Tea selection... from the comfort of my room


My comfy comfy bed... *yawns*

So I'm sitting in my hotel in Sydney with a glass of wine in front of me, wondering what in my entire lists of things I wanna write about. Had a couple of entries from my Bali trip, but am too lazy to type it out. It's been a long time in blogging coz I just have not had the time. Find it quite hard to believe that it has only been a short 3 weeks in my job, and in some ways, I feel as though I've done like everything already, not to mention, been around in more countries than I ever wanted to see in a month.

Sydney... last visit here was 10 years back, with the parents. On a whim two weeks back, I decided to search for a friend on Facebook, A... last time I met her? Sydney, 10 years back. Met her for coffee today, and it's really nice when two peeps who have not seen / communicated with each other for 10 years could just sit down and chat for hours. If only relationships could be so easy as well. We talked about all the different big events that have happened from then till now... jobs, family and yes, relationships. About bad break ups, being single, and finding the right person. Was really glad to have met her again... we'll be going for dinner on Thurs... this time round, really hope that we'll be able to keep in contact!

Sydney 10 years on made me fall in love. I remember feeling as though this city was like Singapore the last time I was here. This time round, I began to take in all the old buildings blending in with the new, and appreciate the Rocks for all its rustic charm. Tired as I was, I still made it a point to just walk around and cover as much as I could in spite of the cold and my wind chaffed face. There's this little bit of London in this place... could not help but wish I had someone to share all this with. Visited Paddington, Rocks and Paddy's markets this weekend. And although I was too "poor" to buy much (Aussie prices + horrible conversion rendering everything unaffordable), I enjoyed walking around, and I am now so tempted to buy all the accessories here!!! All the mother of pearl / italian glass / hand painted homemade glass and *gasp* even sterling silver pieces are just so pretty! Am so wishing that the exchange rates are 1:1 again. Walking along Circular Quay, decided to go jet boating... yes, in Winter! Came out royally soaked and freezing cold, not to mentioned stared at by everyone for being dripping wet, but I must say I really enjoyed myself! The adrenaline rush was great. A very nice bus driver did not even give me a quizical look as I hopped onto the bus and asked to be dropped at the hotel.

Fragility

Relationships are fragile things

Be it a case of too little attention, 

Or mayhaps a tad too much

Loads have happened lately within the group... reminds me that relationships (and not just BGRs) require alot of effort from both parties

First Day, First Night

First day at work... alot to say, and yet, weirdly enough, nothing at all

If the past few months were months of gain, April has been a month of losses and heartache... and I find myself a tad like a newborn babe, teary.

The gang sans the skunk came over for a get together... to help me tide over my first night of rejoining the work force. It's been the first friday night that we spent together in like ages, but... unfairly, I could not help but miss the past months of fridays. I am just silly like that at times.

It was alot of fun... and there was a lot of alcohol consumed. Someone got drunk... and we laughed quite a bit listening to the little bunny getting rid of S's unwanted suitor. 

But I guess there were moments that touched me. Like when I received a call when everyone left... just to let me know that I was loved although I've been silly. Now I just wish I could rid myself of the feeling of wistfulness. 

Really wish we could have that platform... will it be granted to me?

Random Comment

You know when someone's the one for you when you find yourself wanting to bear that person's child. 

Gee... romance books and the thoughts that they inspire.