Free-falling

It is more than 30 degrees outdoors, and I am seated in my apartment, boiling Chai Tea.

YES! That's how I roll. I deserve some Chai, my personal Yogi Time, I say. I have been working every single day of the week since mid-Jan. I am such a machine! Put my gym membership on-hold because I was getting really bored with the routine (weights and such). Told you, I won't last. I need something like DANCE, to keep me alive.

Everyone's posting up everything they do on Facebook these days, that I think I am slowly getting back to my blog. It is public, yet not too public at the same time, if you get my drift. If you so happen to chance upon this for the first time, Welcome, to my humble abode of nonsensical ramblings - though some times they do make sense.

I have been reviewing my year, thus far, the past few days, and can't help expressing copious gratitude to all that the Universe have been throwing at me the past four weeks. Albeit work, I have made strong networks in the industry - bragging rights begin - having worked with a team from SBS, had meetings with two inner-city council personnel on upcoming projects which I am co-coordinating (and I am talking about massive projects, eg. White Night Melbourne, to name one of them), shot a video with an amazing production team and received positive feedback about my performance, saw Paul Simon play when I worked at A Day On The Green, saw Djokovic play when I worked at the Australian Open (first time) and got into the game of tennis (well, Chris had to patiently explain the whole game to me), and the list goes on .. and hoping it rolls on till I retire (which I deem never). And that is me, living the moment.

This soul is ever-seeking for something substantial, something bigger than life. You cross paths with people you like and dislike, friends come and go, but the true ones remain. You meet someone you can finally convince yourself that you can share your life with, then annoy the daylights off each other while being able to laugh at it together.

I have plugged - "Be a certified Yoga Instructor" into my list of things to-achieve.

I want to keep learning, keep absorbing, keep inspiring.

BFF got me the book above. I have been trying to figure out ways to 'wreck it' but it still looks squeaky clean. Soon... soon.. I just need time to sit down, do nothing, and just get my hands dirty.

Picture time -

Stuff on my work desk - Higher Living's Cocoa and Chilli Tea is my current favorite!

Working at the Australian Open in-style

Love and Light~

Weekly Digest #001

Let me see how long I can keep this up. I have decided to started logging a 'weekly digest' to compile random stuff that I saw or did in a week, which I have been too busy/lazy to update. Yea... that's pretty much how I roll.

Few weeks ago, Chris and I were at the Darebin Music Festival in Northcote. There was an Awkward Family Photo booth offering shots for FREE, inspired by the website with the same name. I just HAD to snap some with le man. Come on, it's fun!! Anyway, I finally saw the photos posted by the photographer on her Facebook page.

My Favorite, out of the two

Wednesday was pretty hot in Melbourne. I had to buy a skirt from Christopher Ari and change into it as I went out early in the morning (when it was cooler) dressed in jeans. Okay, fine .. it was also a crocheted black skirt that looked really pretty. haha!!

Isn't it lovely??

I strolled into Carlton Gardens on my way to meet Chris near Melbourne Uni from the Fitzroy Library. It was such a beautiful day to be outdoors ... to lay my festival sheet on the grass under a tree, with snacks and a drink, and my nose under the book. Perfect!

It is not hard to fall in love with Melbourne. The city is so people-friendly, with parks, pedestrian lanes, bicycle lanes, ... It is the amount of consideration placed into making it easily accessible, at the same time,  staying environmentally friendly.

I have been hanging around Fitzroy almost every day, mainly because Chris works around that area. Brunswick Street has its own charm. And my favorite place, besides the Christopher Ari shop (haha!) is the Fitzroy Library. I enjoy spending my afternoons there, I even managed to get some work done on Wednesday.

Random artwork plastered on the wall on Rose St

Last week, I started painting again with Chris' mum. I am so rusty at it, the last time I did a scenic water colour picture was when I was still in high school, when my mum would send me to art classes every week. I pretty much .. well, not suck at it, but lack the flair in art as compared to my older sister. What can I say, I am more of a performing arts person.

Painting on the deck at Chris' home

Aside from painting, I cooked a fair bit too. Geeezzz... I am turning more domestic by the minute. Or maybe I am all along, just that I lacked a good kitchen to work in. So far I have made .. Sago Gula Melaka, lasagne, satay sauce (from scratch!!), pizza (dough from scratch, yo!), (failed) beef rendang - the instructions on the packet are too confusing, I should stick to making stuff from scratch!!, and last night's attempt ... Banana Cake!! I am a fan of banana cake, hence am quite particular with how it turns out. I didn't even let Chris to do it, well, except to help me cream the butter. I swear, women in the olden days, before technology and gadgets manipulated the whole baking industry, were so strong. Creaming the butter old school way is not easy. It is really tiring!! Anyone who bakes know that. "Well, then use an electric whisk" - thank you, smarty-pants. But that beats the whole point of it.

On the not-so-leisurely side of things, I went for a few auditions/interviews .. doing some casual work at the moment to replenish my bank account, .. did a couple of shoots the past month which I will update as soon as I can, and... booked my first gig on commercial TV - Foxtel. Yay!!

Okay, I will update again some time over the week. I want to turn off my laptop and immerse myself in my book. I am reading 'After Auschwitz' at the moment, by Eva Schloss, one of the survivors and the stepsister of Anne Frank. 

Till then,

xx