This is my 100th post on this blog..
Can you believe it?!
=)

It's raining outside.

This afternoon, I went and visited a little old Italian lady who lives just down the street. She was telling me how she has a new little black chicken running around her backyard.
"You seea-Julie, the lady who lives behind me, she had many chickens, lotsa chickens.. but after being in hospital for over 1 month, she couldn't look after the chickens no more.
So she sold them, but one of the chickens must have escaped because I got a little black chicken in me backyard see?"
She proceeded to tell me how the chicken is shy, and runs away when she gets the lawn cut, but always returns. And how the chicken sleeps underneath her window at night.
She then said that she would like to build a chicken pen, but she can't catch this chicken- although she has tried to catch it many times at night when it's sleeping.

Now, this lady lives by herself, and is blind. When she was telling me this story, with a great lot of hand waving, I almost burst myself laughing because I could just see her lying in wait for this black chicken at night.
lol!
But it's great- the chicken keeps her company... And she's the only one in her street with a pet chicken.

Some quotes from the morning paper:
"With success, I have been given great wealth. And with great wealth comes great responsibility."
No, it's not a misquote from Starwars, its from Mr Gates.
And he is retiring from active decision making at Microsoft, to take up full time work as the US' richest philanthropist with his wife.
At least, he's thinking about his money, and where he can better spend it. Like subsidising medications that could potentially save hundreds, as in basic malaria treatments.

"I don't see [...] as the sum total of myself. It was just something I felt I had to do at a certain time in my life"
This i found interesting.. She felt that going into prostitution was something she had to do. Yet, her actions and consequences got her into that spot in the first place.
I know that's a pretty hard stand, but we were given the ability to reason and weigh up consequences. Nobody really has to do anything. There is always a choice.

Looks like frog spawn hey? =)

Everyone's changing. It sounds stupid, but i just realised that it's true.
And i often wonder if i'm being left behind.
Or maybe it's just that i'm headed somewhere different.

In other news, has anyone seen the videoclip of the switchfoot song "We are one tonight"? I like how all the different scenarios kinda meld together based on the position of the people.. very visually tricky! Like a moving montage. You can see it here...

Hmm...
The weather in adelaide where i'm living gets so cold that there is frost in the mornings.. Real frost that has to be wiped off the car. But that's okay, because there is an INGENIOUS contraption called a heater that warms the house. It keeps me warm, without having to walk around like a marshmellow, or a stuffed turkey.

Well, I'm home, and the weather in sydney is cold.. but not enough to create frost. And i think i'm MORE cold here.. I'm FREEZING in fact!
And you know why?
I think it's to do with the lack of heating here. You see, for my parents, the airconditioning installed isn't really a functional piece. It's more for it's design value, so that the visitors are impressed when they walk through. (If you look really closely, the shutters have dust on them...)

Gosh, i hope i don't turn into my parents!

Holidays!
For 2 weeks!
What am I going to do?
....
Who knows? But 2 weeks! We'll see how far i can get in sydney without a car.. =p

On another note, it's funny how you write things down, in a diary, journal, blog! and you write about huge things or things that may have struck you at that time.. but when you read over what you have written, it's like you're remembering for the first time. Akin to rummaging through an box packed with old toys, and remembering their significance eons ago.

I happened to stumble across a cousin's blog. I read it with such curiosity. I had always held this preconceived idea of who he was. Strong, smart.. And there he was, typing out his thoughts. How he asked a girl out. Talk of wingmen. Another cousin's blog detailed his antics when he was overseas. Drunken nights. Creating havoc with a group of mates.
I was almost embarrased to read it. It was like i was peering into his mind albeit his mind several years ago.
I wonder what they would think of me, if they found this. The secret life of us indeed.

Bad news.
My uncle passed away 2 days ago.
It was really sudden.
Out of the blue actually.
I remember the last time I saw him before easter this year.
It was strange, because usually he is running late to family functions. But this time he was on time! And usually I don't really talk to him. But this time he sat down and asked me how studying was going, and how I was enjoying myself.
I said that things were going ok, and that it was tough, but i was enjoying what i was learning.
Then he told me about how he was enjoying lecturing at Mac Uni, and that he should have done this earlier, and how he just loves teaching kids.
But now he's gone.
It's so strange.
Because it was unexpected.
Sometimes i wonder how things work here.