Okaye. So I'm back from Tasmania. Cold place. Beautiful island. The experience was awesome. Like none other. A million times better than the conference last year to be honest. Bonds formed..required hard work. Effort was put in. Now..the strong bonds are difficult to even weaken, let alone be broken. This made the tears flow..flow into reality. Separation is inevitable I know. The past week was incredible. I miss Cindy.. T_T

Anyway, I'm sick of words. Let the pictures do the talking this time before I end this post..

Rainbows are pretty common in Tas.

Don't they look delicious? EEK.

At an exhibition.

My adopted 'son'. With the mic. Kinda spastic but yeah.

Michelle in the foreground; Cindy in the bg. From tw.

HT. My xiu di di.

Say 'YO!'

To conclude, this trip was the ultimate injury prone trip for me. It was kinda horrendous and I shan't elaborate much. The boarding sch was cool. Games room, pool table, table tennis, basketball courts, soccer field, SING STAR! We sang a lot man. I took 300 over pictures with my darling phone. It worked well. I've kept all those precious memories in my tiny little box. Nope..hmm..actually..it's a ziploc bag.

Now I'm back into reality. Can't defy it. There's just this fixed way of my life planned out for me and that's called reality. I have to live it till the day I'm strong enough to rebel against it. Back to my hol h/w.

Taz.