It's been over a year

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It's been a whole year since I arrived in Brisbane, Australia.

I remember I came to Brisbane with my dadd on 2nd October 2008, gearing myself up for SPM examination which I later never sit. Unfortunately, I was one of the rare-case-situation-student on Earth.

Let me give an account of how I got ''stuck'' in Brisbane. At first, the person in charge of oversea students in MacGregor State High School was in loved with me. Ms Trimarchi acknowledged me and gathered my English was good. Coupled with the fact that I'd passed all the interviews, I was told to attend school immediately in Year 11. I was immensely shocked as if I'd lost two of my balls and my anaconda.

Anyways, what was supposed to be a holiday-visiting-trip to Brisbane became a nightmare for me as I had to study in a foreign school, knowing zilch. It was a big deal for me at that time because I wasn't mentally prepared for this. I was supposed to resume classes in SMK Kuching High and sit for my SPM exam. I was also advised to forgo everything in Malaysia, even my family.

My family wasn't by-my-side for 2 months. Under normal circumstances, it means free-flow-porn and binge-drinking-90%-alcohol time and freedom; not for me then. However, I was devastated.

1) because I missed my family, friends and home.
2) I didn't get to eat fried kueh tiew and kolo mee properly when I left Malaysia.
3) I don't have a maid here.

But the most important thing was that my ''goodbye'' was different. My ''goodbye'' at the airport then was 'goodbye, I'll come back in two weeks'. Not two months. In the end, it became clear that I really missed my family.

It's all funny superfluous now because time flies and things moved on so much so fast that my Form 5-life in Malaysia seemed distant away. Those people I knew moved on to colleges based on scholarships and others continued upper-secondary schools most of which I have no clue. Though, I wish them all the very best.

For me, Life in Brisbane has its ups and downs; pros and cons. I like the fact that I started joshlullaby; I like the fact that I've gained many precious friends; I love the fact I am able to attend a lovely church that feels like home; I love the fact the activities here are so much like China-town around my area.

Like boys definitely watch porn, Life definitely has its deep plunging misery of cons here i.e racisms and segregations; the many issues of house, financial etc; misunderstandings; the school work-load; the accident; and the recent robbery.

Life for me is a new chapter since I relocated to Brisbane. I am the author and but I am not God. I can write but unable to compose. Ergo, I hope I remain a balanced attitude towards the cozy life here and opening-up myself towards the Western culture, at the same time juggling both Malaysian's-funny-witty-past-memories and Australian's multi-culture and fun-tivities.

Happy Anniversary to me in Brisbane.

P.S - Who knows how to make kolo mee? The real deal one.

You know you love me, JOsh