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Updating Part 2:.....

Let's see is there any other major incident that happened during these two months. Oh yes yes, how could I even forgot to blog about it. Oh, silly me. Yes, Yes people. I am officially a graduate of Murdoch University which meant that I am a degree holder. Yeah !! yeah !! Looking back at my primary school's day, I recalled that my form teacher even have doubt that I could make it pass secondary without having to retain or ending up in the normal stream. But hey hey look here I still made it. Even though I was being called stupid and couldn't even get a basic math question right, look at me now. I still graduated and to even spice things up I graduated with a Psychology Degree. So people out, don't feel sad even if your teacher called u dumb or stupid or even untalented. Be stubborn like me, hang in there and your world will get better. It's all hard work and perseverance that will help you through this realistic world where grades and talent is worth more than gold. But oh well ... I still graduated. yahooo... to graduation.






One funny thing about graduation in Murdoch might be the bright red regalia. The regalia with it's hood look so much like what Harry Potter wear in the movie. But overall, the whole experience is still pretty fun. I don't recall being to happy and excited before. Not even when I attended my polytechnic graduation. Guess must be the feeling of accomplishment and attaining something that I want.

It has been two months since I last posted anything. Well for a starter, I recently just shifted to a new place. Due to the shocking high increased in rent prices, I was forced to leave the very nice Millpoint Road to my current new place in Coolbellup. Now that's a very big change in location. From a very nice city view from my window, all I see now is trees trees and more trees. Gosh. Oh well.. what could I do rental prices is just shocking high. After having moved out from Millpoint, I spent the next two months viewing houses after houses. Some of them seems to be build from scrap wood, while others were so good where the whole of the swan river view is just outside your balcony. Unfortunately, I got none of the those places. Why? That's because there was 30 application in getting a house. OMG!!!! where on earth these people come from. It seems like half the people in Perth was homeless or looking for a new place to stay. Geesh. It's such a bad experience in finding a place to stay.

Anyway ... I think I will continue another time. Don't really feel well yet, since trying to recover from my cough and flue which pester me over 1 week.

Well well, back to Perth again. Time really flew. In a blink of an eye, I had already spent one month in Singapore. Here I must apology to those dear friends whom I have promised to meet and ended up I didn't. I know I know the same excuse I always give is that I am busy. Please believe me dear friends, it is seriously true. I didn't get back home until like 5am in the morning almost everyday. Anyway to cut things short. I wanted to write about this before the night I came back to Perth which was on the 28th February 2008.

I was on my way back from Minglong's place after collecting some "stuffs" from him. It was close to 10 pm. Then it suddenly dawn to me that hey I am going back to Perth to continue the next phase of my life. It was this sight that made me feel kind of sad leaving Singapore and finding a job in Perth.



For some reason, I feel suddenly missing Singapore and the life I am leading here. All the 3 years in Perth studying, I didn't even miss Singapore. But now all of the sudden with the though of going back to Perth to try applying for a Visa (with a 50-50 chance of getting it) and looking for a job, made me worried and homesick. This though keep racing through my mind: Is it really worth the trouble of coming to Perth to look for a job here? With all these troubled thoughts, I lay down to sleep. The fateful morning where I am to leave for Perth made me even more sad. The sight of my grandfather sitting there on a stool at my corridor almost made me cried. He knew that I was going back to Perth and quickly wake up and just sat there to see me off. This sight really make me emotional. My grandfather is close to 90 years old. I recalled before my University days, I always spent time with him at home chatting with him about china or we could be arguing whether or not to keep the clothes. However these 3 years oversea with me gone all the time, there wasn't anyone there to chatting and joke with him. Furthermore, this recent trip back to Singapore, I noticed that my grandfather aged so much as compared to 2006. He began to have hearding problem and he has to use a walking stick. Upon hearing my idea of going back to Perth to find a job, he didn't rejected my idea. He just told me to go ahead with my plan and wish me all the best for it. This was what made me very emotional. We both knew clearly in our heart that we, grandpapa and grandson, may or may not even get the chance to meet next year given by my grandfather's age. However, we still stand at the door like two grown men bidding each other goodbye and promising the other party I will see you again next year.

Thus, this concluded my little Singapore Story. Live well, grandpapa. I really do hope to see you next year or anytime soon.