I’ve been away from home for almost a month now.
If you ask me have I been adapting well, my answer will be yes. Pretty good.
If you ask me is this easy, my answer will be ‘not so easy after all’.
Of course, not the holidaying, enjoying, and the waking up during noon part. That part is of course, very very easy.
All my life I’ve been staying under the same roof with my family and only my family. By family I mean my mom and my brother. And dad which is half of my life.
I’ve never stayed with uncle or grandma or anyone else for that matter.
It’s like all my life I stay with my mom and brother, I’m extremely comfortable and too used to their way of living and habits and all.
And then I’ve to move away from my very own comfort zone, home and country to a place I’m not at all familiar with.
I’m living under the same roof with this someone whom I’ve known for barely half a year.
Sounds silly?
We kind of click at the very very beginning of the relationship (and by that I don’t mean we don’t click now), the spark and all but truth to be told we barely know each other.
Is it easy to live with a person whom you’re not close with (if were to compare it with family)?
Different human being, different habit, different up bringing, basically everything different.
I love watching gossip girl while he love watching his stephen chow.
He prefers eating out while I prefer eating in.
Sometimes I’m more messy than he is.
He keeps playing his stupid fifa while me, cant stand the dirt will vacuum the house and what not.
I find it cold when he finds it hot.
You know, it’s just this and that.
It’s not easy living with a person whom you’ve not live with all your life.
And you just can never help it, there will definitely be arguments.
Arguing about some stupid shits around the house, how he hates it when I’m like this or vice versa.
But is it REALLY that hard? Nope.
Maybe it’s just the first month or maybe not, I’m not sure.
The key is of course, to compromise.
Do I compromise a lot? I cant tell, I’m not sure of myself.
It could be that I thought I compromise a lot when in fact I didn’t, or the other way round.
Did he compromise, yes he did.
He sometimes really make things hard for me but also because of how he compromise, it make things easier.
I don’t know, I just hope it wont get harder than this. For now, it’s good.
Good enough for me, but for him I’m not too sure.
Anyway, I think it’s time for me to post some pictures that have been pending for so long.
Here goes..
* one sunny day. (damn long ago, my first week here)
* australia’s tram.
* they have tons of people performing by the street, all sorts of performance. i like this one (:
* some mango ice-cream dessert thingy at passion flower. looks so nice and inviting but taste like crap. *puik*
* boys love this, that too taste like crap to me.
* blur ass picture from clubbing. more clubbing pictures soon, my camera is not with for at this moment.
* super moon that doesn’t look super at our side of the world.
* ponytail island (:
* not an island, but a place for people to grab a glass of beer and just chill under the Yarra river bridge.
* my latte and his beer.
* happy ben, he likes this place.
* yours truly. quite windy as you can tell.
there’s a whole lot more of pictures but i’ll call it a day for now.
will update again very soon (:
hope you have a great weekend.
