My Story Continues: Back to Square One

Back to Square One

Posted by Alan Low

Mum flew back a few days ago, taking away my pleasure of not having to do house chores and cook. Gahh..my relaxed days are over I tell you. OVER! :(

Didn’t really do much with her seeing that I still have college to attend and she can handle the place herself since she’s more familiar to Melbourne than me..apparently. I brought her to Holland(getting her lost) several times on our little trips to the outskirts. With a sneer on my face, I told her : At least you’re spending some quality time together with your son!

We headed over to Caulfield to check out one of the campuses of Monash University. About 20 minutes away from the city on train, the campus lies right in front of the station.

Not a bad place to study actually, with everything well-facilitated surrounding the campus: supermarkets, grocery stores, hypermarkets, mini malls, cinemas, restaurants, KFC! (Holy crap, they have KFC there too)

By the way, Australia’s KFC totally owns Malaysia’s KFC.

I pretty like their art and design building.

For commerce and those art courses, you’d practically end up studying here if you’re interested in entering Monash Uni. Well, from what I heard, their commerce courses are much better than Melbourne Uni’s, coming from our own lecturer in Melb Uni.

Anyway, we then headed to Holland(got her lost again) before arriving at Clayton, another suburb where lies yet another campus of Monash Uni. Supposedly it was supposed to be a freaking large and humongous campus, even bigger than Melbourne Uni. I thought by the moment we touched down at the place, we would be greeted by the sight of that place where Harry Potter studies(forgot the name). But heck, I didn’t see anything! Only this huge-ass cross.

We were so tired by the time we got there, we didn’t want to walk anymore after getting directions to the campus. So, we left. So, no photos of it.

Next, we headed off to St. Kilda’s beach.

Actually, more towards the Sunday beach market where a long stretch of stalls selling handicrafts and arts are put up. Didn’t really get down to the beach since it was so cold. Believe me or not, its only my second time here. And the first time was at night, so I didn’t get to craze around on the beach. Now also cannot.

Nope. No photos of me. I’ve been putting on so much weight since my mum’s arrival here I couldn’t possibly bear you the sight of my gluttony. I am so fat the camera lens couldn’t possibly fit my face and body. Darn those devilish tasty home cooked food.

12 days just passed by in a flash, like always. Had the most home-like feeling in Melbourne throughout the whole year and I have my mum to thank for that. Sending her off, I felt like hopping into the cab as well and flying with her back home. Bah. I love night flights…and the feeling of going HOME.

Now, I’m still pondering on what to do this coming holidays. Most of my friends are either flying home, finding jobs, or having vacations in Sydney or the Gold Coast since they have three weeks of holidays and NO EXAMS this term. Being the smartass who took those subjects which HAVE EXAMS, I only have two weeks of break. Sigh. No point in getting jobs, going home or flying to other places, right?