long and short of it

sunday went to meet the room mates and the landlord at this very traditional chinese church. witnessed the baptism service and heard, for the first time in my life, praise and worship done in 3 languages- AT THE SAME TIME. it was the most chaotic praise and worship i ever heard. practically each language choir singers were fighting to be the most audible.

and then i had communion. i practically have communion every week i am here in perth. also went to jon lexing's church in the evening. my aunt thought i was siao on!

and i am so glad that the landlord likes me enough! yay! he's this kinda youth leader whom all the youths like in church, and he's quite the entrepreneur who has a number of business and houses under his care.

and i am grateful to my house mates for showing me care, although i dont know or am unable to see a future of fun with them. in a house of 7, i am the only singaporean, there is one another from macau, and one from shanghai and the rest are from hongkong. in total, the demographic is that of the Y-generation, with 4 guys and 3 girls.

monday i shifted in. i practically died from trying to move everything. seriously wonder how i am going to pack and go home in april. i sortof tore my left calf muscle, or is it a sprain- whatever it is, i limp sometimes and i looked pathetic. went for my first lecture, got lost, got found, went to sook yeng's place to have dinner with athelia. went back to the house in the cold dark night. rather scary walking alone. 2 of my room mates added me, arthur ("ah-tha") gave me some movies on my hard disk yay. he advised me to reformat my cute but super slow netbook.

tuesday i was late for my newsroom lecture at a freaking time of 830am. and the lecturer was the one who failed me. so i am rather anxious and pressured to do well for this unit.

right now, i really miss the bed, the nice warm blanket at home, and my wardrobe where i never worry about what to wear and how to wash those clothes. i also miss having a stable group of friends that i can turn to. i get tired of trying to socialise sometimes and trying hard to be liked and worrying about what i do that will come off as bad impression. i really miss having some great guy friends who could pretend to be my boyfriend for the day during emergency purposes. why is it that the newcomer has to be matchmade all the time? really wished i could have a pretend boyfriend back in singapore or bangladesh or whatever so that i would not feel teased at, or have the need to explain the things i do blaaaablaablaa. sigh.