it's been a beautiful blur.

perhaps now that my room is all cleared out,im surprised at how overwhelmingly white my room looks; perhaps with my next door roommate gone, the sudden realization that the people that had made sydney beautiful have almost all gone. perhaps the speech of a sister to her beloved brother on his big day that marked a new journey,both exciting,exhilarating, yet almost wistful; perhaps that warm fuzzy feeling i felt last night when 4 amazing people moved my monstrous 12 boxes of junk that i managed to accumulate within the span of a year (or 8 months to be precise). perhaps it was that last icecream meeting at coogee on wednesday with someone ive poured out my heart so much too over the year; or perhaps it was about feeling so comfortable in another's presence that doing the simplest things become a memory etched in one's heart.

awesome coursemates:)

(my daily supplements:P)

my once a week dose of sanity and love:)

housemates:)

dan and fat:):)

karen's handmade wedding cake.it's crazy.

horsing around at bondi--kahmun reckons we look terrible in this photo but since she placed the other up, this got to do:))

while this is not goodbye forever, i realised, it is after all, not about the concept of eternity that matters, but in very fact, the goodbyes itself that makes it painful.

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Mr perfect/miss imperfect

Instead of waiting for the perfect one, work at being the perfect one instead. These words roll off the tongue with ease like a familiar jingle. Yet the former holds an appeal tt the latter can never achieve.could it be, that at the end of the day, we are, in fact, more aware of reality than we realise? The former, perhaps, more achievable than the latter?

pro-cras-in-a-tion.

one of those moments when i get distracted from the task at hand, oh the joys of the internet. i dont know what catches my eye more, the light, the subtle suggestions of melting shadows, or an unadulterated expression of love, that comfortable lingering silence in company?

the ego of man

so this caught my eye from the red center during studios today. The question of religion and God certainly never fails to draw the crowds: from a question of God's existence, one is defined.yet through it, I'm amazed yet again of how self absorbed humans can be. In our pursuit to find out who we are, theists, atheists, or nihilists, we got the order so wrong. For is the conclusion to this question even one tt is up to our disgression, or should it be that whoever we claim to be is inconsequential, for the question is really an answer that has to be accepted nonetheless..?

life's mean reds.

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