Well it was over. My last ever National Night. It was Italian National night. It was pretty sad knowing that you would never ever be participating in like events ever again. But one can feel the age creeping up as well. Although I was in a mind-boggling six events, I was already feeling very tired with the practices and could not even keep up to be in the faster paced acts like dancing...talking about fatigue during dancing....clubbing is becoming a very big drag....too tired to go on till 4 in the morning.......maybe that is age.

After the National Night, ParkyBear and I took a walk across Royal Park to have some late night kebabs. On the way we did talk a lot again..about serious stuff...and phew am I glad to have met him. A very great friend..Who says you cannot have great Australian friends ? You can and I can. I have a few in fact. And they are as great as my Malaysian friends...or Hongkie friends maybe..the main point is that race does not matter when you are friends....why has the world not figured this out yet ?

"Time is precious and it's slipping away" just played on my speakers.....a very fitting phrase indeed. Sad and very true. I just had a thought....if I had not met the friends who I have met in my time in Melbourne, would I be a very a different person ? I think so. I have learnt and experienced so much here....so much...that I would indeed be a very different person if I had studied in another place or if I had stayed at home. The experience here has been priceless........

I also had another thought just now. Is it love when you allow the one you love to be free and have their own life and own loves...that you let them go and not try to hinder their journey forward ? Then maybe I have loved after all. And when you think about it...maybe it is better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. I hope you have a real good life and please keep in touch because I WILL miss you a lot.

I will miss lots of things when I go home. The great friends, the great restaurants..the great times....Sometimes I wish I never had to go home. And then I think of the new great wonderful exciting adventures I will have back home. It might be self consoling....but I always try to be positive, don't I. And I just realise...this is my way of saying goodbye to Melbourne. By looking forward to a new life and hoping to come back for a visit someday. But nothing can ever be the same again in the future can it ?


And maybe I just want to be remembered as a good friend. Or at least someone who has brought some cheer in your life. Made you laugh, looked after you when you were sick..had fun times or sad together, talked about the future with, ate with, discovered new things with, danced with, sang with, had experiences together, picnicked together, watched movies with......

Might tear...

But it was great fun. And maybe I might not be as cute as this photo here. But I'd like to try.... :)

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