NOISE VS WEATHER - which is worse?

If only anyone could shut that drunkard miscreant from hollering his life away down that street, I'll pay for a meal. His voice sounds like nails on chalk board to me, yea that bad. I swear I'll never live near a bar(if i ever knew initially) ever again. On early weekdays, I could barely hear anything except times when random people with randomest conversation down the street. And on late weekdays and weekends, these are the times when they rock my life. You have no idea how it is like.

Anyways, I am so looking forward to get back to SG, maybe not the humid weather but one awful option doesn't put me off. At least I'm sure SG makes me less broody and melancholic. Well, perhaps it's the weather or being alone or both but I cannot deny the fact that I am having the best of my time (so far) in Aus besides the frequent visits of random snippet of thoughts circling round my brain like a choo-choo train. I just felt a lil' lost after exams cos' there's nothing to worry about, no datelines to meet up, no procrastination in process, in other words, life is too good to be true. I think i deserve a kick in the ass for my contradiction.

My contradiction, however, doesn't ends there (wtf, how much more?). Summer's arrival isn't exactly what I really needed now. The heat is beyond bearable. Perhaps my body has been tune to the winter condition and it now has provocatively declined this freaking weather. It feels good to be out baking under the sun at the beach but i kinda miss those days when I'm being wrapped up like a bear. An escape to Melbourne (slightly cooler) is definitely an ideal choice. And I am so excited!! Ciaooo.

 OLD Pictures that illustrate my boring life