If Melbourne were a person, I want him to know that I love him at the first sight.

If Melbourne were a person, I want him to know I would have marry him and spend the rest of my life with him. 

The love I have for him since our first sight, I knew it was real. It started to grow day by day. We treasure every moment we had with good and bad things that happened.

If Melbourne were a person, I want him to know he is perfect but still he has flaws. And that is okay.

Flaws in terms of unpleasant experience I encounter which I refused to carry on through out my life. Just like any other relationship, if you had an argument and unpleasant moment with your partner, you should leave those in the past. So does, Melbourne. I refused to look at the tiny imperfections he has, instead I am focusing on those amazing qualities in him.

If Melbourne were a person, it consist of both; physical and soul. What makes me fall for him not that only the ‘physcial’ part, rather I chose him as a whole.

The person I met, the places I went, the things that I did, the journey I had, the crazy weather I experienced, the hardship I faced, the cultured that I immersed, the interactions I made with people, things and places.. That’s what makes Melbourne, Melbourne. And that the reason why I fall for Melbourne so hard! Aside from he’s physically charming, attractive, calm, loveable characteristic.

The moment I met Melbourne, I believed we will be in adventurous and fun journey. He has the characteristic I look for a partner and I wish I could live in those moments forever. Nothing in my past ‘love’ experience, someone had ever makes me so happy and complete as much as Melbourne did. Even when I was with Melbourne, I met other person such as Tasmania, Brisbane and Sydney. Although I might have slightly fling over Sydney, but nothing can compete the ‘charming Melbourne’, and my true love for him remain the same.

But me being rational, I know there will be an end for this but I refused to think while I was with Melbourne and let it happened until its time. The day came, and I had to separate with Melbourne. That was one of the worst day in my life.

A lot of people who knew my passion and love towards Melbourne kept on telling me that they believed I will come back to Melbourne soon. For that time, it will be for longer duration than it was. I doubt myself honestly. Doubt in sense of.. Could I get the chance to meet him again? How to meet him? What if I’m not good enough for Melbourne?

What if Melbourne changed? What if Melbourne isn’t the same person that I used to know? What if those qualities that made Melbourne, Melbourne has long gone while he’s waiting for me? Like the people I knew previously will be no longer there? I do think it will somehow make Melbourne, less Melbourne. But doesn’t mean I stop loving him.

Every single day when we’re apart, I keep on thinking for the day when I can finally meet him again. But I am not interested to meet him for short visit. I am serious, I wanted to finally reunite with him and settle down. So that we can do things together and spent my life with through out thick and thin. Thought of having short visit to see him, I guess it will just hurt me more knowing that we still need to be separated at the airport, the moment I step into the flight which will take me away from him.

I guess Melbourne is doing fine now, and I can see the ‘people’ qualities of him started to change. People who I used to know back then are forgetting me slowly. Communication getting slower. And there’s nothing I can do about that. But other qualities such as the culture, the places, weather are still the same I guess. That’s good enough though.

Things will not be the same again with him in the future, and I know that. For future it could happen to be better or even worse, I don’t know.

Even now I temporarily separated with Melbourne, I have always care about him. Keeping up with his wellbeing. I always tell other people only the good thing about him. How he made me feel, how amazing he was, how I wish I don’t have to be apart from him. Most people know how deep is my love for him and how excited I am to be able to see him again someday.

For now, it is okay, he got to do what he needs to do, what the best for him. He might change, but I believe he’ll change for what is the best for himself. I will always, always support him even though it could happen that I might no longer fit in one day.

I wish Melbourne is a person so that I can come back and marry Melbourne one day.

"Yeah I know I know it's over but
I guess that's just the way it has to be
Sometime in the future maybe we can get together,
maybe share a drink and talk awhile
And reminisce about the days when we were still together
Maybe somewhere further down the line
And I will meet you there
Sometime in the future we can share our stories
But until that day comes along I'll keep on moving on.
I'll keep on moving on"

Let me introduce to you,

Found this video on on Facebook.

I have never get a flower before, and I am not a flower type of girl as well. But, since I arrived here, I seemed to be attracted to flowers that been selling, mostly along the pavement. Since I never get a flower, and I probably knew that no one would ever give me, so I don’t mind to get it for myself. The problem was I haven’t found ones that I’m really deadly in “love” with that worth the price.

Not until Today.

So these few days have been not right for me. I was sad for some particular reasons. I tried to reach my friends, talked to my mom. Sometimes I even caught myself cried in some nights, couldn’t focus on assignment so decided to go out, explore and have “me” time.

After spending 2 hours laid down on grass in front of state library, enjoyed the environment, then I decided to go to Dockland’s night market.

I walked along the market, and nothing much impressed me (Malaysian Night Market is the best).

Then I saw this stall.

I was so attracted to the flowers, roses to be exact. Seriously! That’s the only time that cross in my mind “yea, I am gonna buy this”. Later, I saw the price, it’s $15 for a rose. Freaking $15. I could have buy dinner with $15. So I leave the stall, as I need “time” to think, whether it worth or not. Oh, anyway, it is wooden rose.

After taking almost 1 hour of thinking, as well as enjoy the sunset in Dockland, I decided to buy the rose. I wanna be the first person who give flower to myself. lol. Since it is wooden rose, surely it will last so I can keep it for longer time. Then, I walked back to the stall.

One lovely lady attended me,

“ Hello young lady, how can I help you?”

“Hey, how are you? Yes, I would like to have this one, reddish-pink colour”

“How much do you want?”

“Oh, I just need one.”

“How about this one?”, she suggested me to other few roses, light pink & white.

“oh, they are lovely, but I think, I’d go with this one, reddish-pink. Do you only accept cash? Or can I use card?” *don’t be surprised, some stall accept card.*

“Nah, It’s okay, you can have it!”

“What?”, afraid that I misheard.

“Yes, you can have it”

“Oh, are you sure? That’s really nice! Thank you! when will you be next week?”

“I will be at Queen Victoria night market”

“really? Okay, thanks! And again, thanks for this rose”.

That’s it.

That lovely lady officially, become the first person to give me flower. >.<

She might not know, how’s that really made my day. Washed away my sadness that I endured these few days! Perhaps, for her, it just a little kind gesture, but she really doesn’t know what it means to me. I was happy since I received the rose. Even now, I am still happy.

I realized those gloomy days aren’t last either. I’m thankful today I am happy, tomorrow is still uncertain. Those gloomy days made me genuinely thankful for the days I become happy.

Live is ups and downs, well.

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This was my first time visiting Albert Park. It is located 1.2 km from Malaysia all, approximately 20 minutes from CBD by tram. It is the nearest park we have here around hall, so I decided I wanna go for cycling. And I went there with Dillah. Yay!

The park offers spectacular view, it merges between city life and nature. I do love it. However, we did not manage to cover every part of, since it’s quite big. There were so many people came, some of them came for jogging, cycling, picnic, bbq and simply just chilling.

 

Before we headed back to Hall, we found this one, “Before I die, I want to…”. As interesting as it is, we decided to write something on this. So yeah, “Before I die… I want to….”

why "Live My Dream"? Because, I hope I wont die in regrets. Regrets of wasting my life by not living it the way I want. 

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