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Feb 24, 2010

Dear people who read my blog,


I'm currently staying in my aunt's friend's place called Tawa on Kilkelly Street.
It's very peaceful here but the downside of it is that it's TOO isolated.

Dammit. The story starts here.

Well, today is apartment hunting day. So me and my cousin, Hau woke up pretty early, like 8-ish?
Anyway, the uncle who hosted us took us to the train station by car (remember this) and hopped on to Wellington Central.

We started by going to Mount Victoria cause there's a show house at 12.30pm. I wanted to take a bus there but TAN TZE HAU had wanted to walk. So, we walked and walked and walked for about 30minutes up and downhill. Which was quite tiring you know. But anyway, after walking so effing FAR, we didn't even stepped into the show house cause it looked pretty bad from the outside and it's too far from the campus.
So, what the hell, we walked for nothing.

Then, we walked back to... Manner's Street for another 25 minutes to meet some random guy from Church who said he would bring us around. We ended up going to Victoria Uni in Kelburn which is also another 20minutes walk, but mind you, it's uphill. Imagine walking uphill till you're panting and can even sweat in a weather condition of Cameron Highlands. THATS how tiring that walk was!!! And it's gonna be an everyday thing, oh God, what did I put myself into.

So in campus, we made some more searches on the net looking for 2 bedroom apartments... I have an appointment at 11am and 12pm. HOPEFULLY it's some place suitable so I can STOP walking just for awhile. I'll be so grateful.
GAWD, the desperation sounds so absurd.

Okay, if you think that walk was bad enough, try this.
At like, 5.30pm we were on the train back to Tawa. Got off the train at maybe 5.15 or less??
We had no car so could only walk.
Reached the house we're staying at...................... A fucking 6.20pm.
I'm sorry for the language but it's fucking hell lots of energy to walk from the train station, and HIKE (I wouldn't call it walking) all the way up through the hills to the house.
Like 43 degrees steep? For 20minutes???? 20minutes sounds little IF it's on flat surface but hell, if it's 43 degrees AND 20 minutes, it's damn hard.

How can I not have a tighter butt and toner legs already??? I'm curious!!

So, me and Hau were cursing under our breaths " Fuck these hills Fuck these hills" repeatedly. It was really BAD. SO bad.
It's not an overstatement, it's the truth or maybe even an understatement!
SHIT.

Anyway, other than the really effing walks (reducing vulgarness cause I'm cooled off abit now) New Zealand is really nice. The people are so friendly.
We walk with maps all around the city and the kiwis will come up to us and ask if we need any help for directions.
While one of our rest stops in the city, there's a dude who brought his electric guitar and amplifier and just rocked on playing his thing like nobody's business. Kinda cool wei! =)
And on the way back to the house, the nearby neighbours who were guys and sun bathing (sounds odd cause it's normally hot chicks, LOL) while drinking beer said hello even made jokes to us.
Nice people really.
In Malaysia, no such thing. Everywhere it's like, I-don't-care-what-or-who-you-are-get-out-of-my-way.

It's nice for a change.
But I have another appointment tomorrow in the city which means I 99% have to go through the same ordeal that I had today.

Oh damn............................................................................................................................
I can't imagine the blisters upon blisters I'm gonna get tomorrow.


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