i went to the beach last night

i was in my white polo with the blue 'university of melbourne physiotherapy' embroidery and my black pants. i was wearing white socks and black shoes. the air was warm enough not to need a jacket but cool enough not to need one. the sun was high in the sky.

i took my shoes and socks off so my toes can play with the sand. thongs littered the platform before the steps. i left my shoes amongst the multicoloured rubber soles. after a few steps, i became annoyed at how the hems of my pants collected the fine sand so i rolled them up. and my sleeves. i didn't want shirt tanlines. then cursed that i didn't bring my bathers and considered swimming in my undies.

what the hell does this all mean?

am i struggling with my school life and my social life?

am i living with them too close together?

or too far apart?

am i so different like the black shoes among the multitude of coloured thongs?

or am i trying too hard?

on the day of valentine...

... i was given chocolate by a nurse,
a greasy by a registrar,
and love from a 75 year old man.

be my muse

last night, i had the absolute pleasure of being tossed around at a muse gig. pleasure, you ask? well, it's just a polite word for the #@! i felt while constricted (and breathless) between people a head and more taller than me. when everyone started to jump, i found that with no effort at all, i was hurled into the air and only to crash back down again with the rhythm the masses set. as i was progressively pushed backwards by the tall and aggressive moshers, i resigned to the fact that i, like most asians, am short and therefore need to smuggle a stool in next time i go for a gig or wear really high platforms; both, quite inconvenient. either that or just growing taller.

considering the fact that i couldn't see anything, it was quite good. the visual displays complemented the musical highs and lows. their encore set was quite long and they did play knights of cydonia, one that i was looking forward to hearing live.

i think this is band that i'll see once and probably never see live again. it's too much money and i'm really lucky to get the ticket for $50 instead of the $80odd price. i did observe my self imposed limit after all!

my only regret is not being right up the front, thanks to some people who wanted to get a drink beforehand.