Bikinis rock.

I sent Mom to the airport today. She's spending 9 days in Melbourne with my sis who's currently going through her finals. I'm so jealous. I miss Melbourne. I miss the weather, I miss the coffee, and most of all I miss this incredible girl I know there. Every inch of her. Sigh.

*Ehem*

Anyway, the new office is looking more ace everyday. The previous home office we operated from (my boss's place) was ok but damn mahfan la kacau ppl's home. Now we just need to get the work moving.

Went to a friend's bday party last night and I must say it was lovely. This was probably due to the fact that it was
a) a pool party
b) populated by a few bikini clad girls who didn't mind dancing in front of strangers
c) attended by friendly outgoing ppl

it wasn't so lovely due to the fact that
a) I only knew 5 ppl there, but thankfully I get along with the ones I know very well and the ol' sociallising skills are still active
b) I found out a girl I really liked has a boyfriend now. Bummer. Major bummer.
c) the above affected me throughout the party, prompting an early exit

Oh well. The good thing is that now I'm inspired to write again. Funny how tragedy (no matter how small) bring's about creation. Maybe that's why they always use the term the 'suffering' artist'.