Things that treally irritate me right now:

• girls that wear mini skirts and singlets in melbs very very cold weather, why oh why?????
• the government not supporting masters which is a must for becoming qualified in psy
  
• people who voted for howard and who will no doubt go into hiding when interest rates go up - stupid selfish pricks
• the long distance with mr t
• all the shit that is happening to everyone close to me

and so much more.....

arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A day of good news...

I got a phone call asking me to come in for interview (on wed) for masters in psy

or maybe bad...

only to discover that 'Masters and Doctorate level studies are not approved courses for Youth Allowance.'

yes somehow i am supposed to do my placements, core subjects and thesis and also find time to work enough to pay for rent, bills and food

if somebody knows someone who has managed to do this please let me know

Go out and watch Hero

pllllllllllllllllleassssssseeeeeeee

i've been dying to discuss the movie (particularly the politics)

but no one has seen it and i'm not one to ruin the ending for others

Sometimes..

Life is very very shitty

it breaks my heart that people so close to me are hurting due all sorts of problems

i was a believer in karma once upon a time but lately

i look beside me and see amazing, great, kind people who are suffering

and then i turn and see that the biggest assholes in the world doing extremely well for themselves in every possible way

and feel like screaming

Watched Hero tonight

and if i had to sum up the movie in one world i would have to say:

Stunning!

When i grow up....

i want to be a veg food critic

i couldn't think of a better job really

so its going to be my volunteer job- well kind of

i'm going to start reviewing some of the veg restaurants in melb

on here

not sure of the specifics yet but watch out

Rewind to mid June

I am about to board a plane to return to melb

at the airport with my man

go to check in hand over my passport and the woman at the counter asks wheres your ticket

i say to her 'no i have an electronic ticket' (holllllllllllllllllllllly shit)

she repeats no i am supposed to have a ticket

it turns out she is right and almost 12 months ago i was handed a ticket (that somewhere along the way i misplaced)

as a result she tells me that i can't board the plane without buying another ticket

i try to call my travel agency to see if they can fax something

from a pay phone that cuts out several times before i can get to them

finally i get through and they do fax it but no thats not enough proof apparently

oh my what a nightmare

i can feels my eyes burning up

what the hell am i going to do

she tells me AGAIN if i want to board the plane i have to re purchase another ticket

i ask how much

approximately au$2,000

toby is now by my side now starting to ask in her Cantonese (in case there is some sort of language confusion)

for a one way ticket?

nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

i don't have the money

SHIT! i was returning to aus with about $1,500

after alot of asking from me in Eng and him in canto she tells me that i will get most of the money back (minus maybe $200 a lost ticket fee)

ok ok i can do this

the whole point of me returning today rather than in 2 weeks is to see my little sisters debut dance performance (by herself) the following day

i have to be on this plane

so i get toby to run and get all the money out of my bank account (by this stage i am almost late to board the plane)

and put the other part of my almost maxed out cc

I'm crying by now, crying from how crazy the situation, this is not how HK is supposed to end

he returns and i purchase another ticket

i have about 2 minutes to say goodbye

i hug him and cry really cry, cry not for the ticket or the mess of the airport because i don't want to leave, because i'm questioning maybe i shouldn't have made such a fuss to leave. i don't want to leave. People are staring at me hugging him and crying out loud. He is crying too, not making a big mess like me, not loudly like me but crying. Everyone else is really staring by now. We are at HK airport where people don't show any signs of any emotion, where kissing is banned. I tell him i love him and leave . The last image he has of me is me with my red blotchy crying face. How truly graceful!

Once i get through the gates i run and run and run to my plane. I'm way too late. I'm the last passenger to board the plane. I'm sure the fellow passenger next to me thinks i'm crazy i watch some stupid show on my little tv set and laugh then cry several times.

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A few days later i return the form that they gave me and all my details to my flight centre for them to follow it up with Cathay Pacific.

I call up both Cathay and my flight centre several times in the last few months only to be told by each it takes at least 3 months for a refund to go through and i just have to wait.

Yesterday i call Cathay Pacific only to discover they have no record of receiving my form and without the new ticket (which i didn't make a copy of) they have no record of it in the system. They also claim that since it has been so long it makes it even harder to trace and that most probably i won't get the money back.

yes two tickets for one flight!

Not happy !!!

Scary stuff

handed in application for masters yesterday

A couple of things that i love and wish not to forget about him

His constant explantion of how a chinese saying perfecly fits the solution (half of wish i think he makes up)

his passion for music

him making me breakfast for me every morning

the effect he has on me where i constantly feel more relaxed and calmer

the total respect he has for me

his very strong moral standards

his horrible mock dancing (morrisey inspired :-0 )

his interesting facts (mostly music based) - i feel like i'm always learning

the fact that lives in one of the most conformist based societies and yet so rarely conforms

his hugs

his playfullness and energy

his cheekyness

the way he goes out of his way to help others

and also has no qualms about asking others for help or advice

his ability to put up with me even in the worst moods and just very politely tell me when i am by far out of line in my behaviour

the way in which we are both able to calmly and reasonably discuss and reflect on any arguments

his perservence in our relationship when i started to try to run away

the fact that he lives in such a fast paced crazy city and yet is one of the most laid back people i have met

the fact that our relationship has no game playing and that almost everything is explicity discussed

his little artistic photos with that annoying camera

his dedication for his passions no matter how time consuming

his ability to express his feelings (mind you in his second or third language)

our little walks at night time

his concern for my health at so much at a sneeze or cough

the way he makes me laugh at the stupidist things

his horrible horrible horrible singing

his wise advise