Guyatt Park & a Little Piglet gift

It HAS to be the presence of my New Zealander trainers who are over here to train us that cause me to miss Brissy so much. Grrrr...

If you ask me, I have returned back to Brisbane after I graduated & the feeling is really different. Being a student there is entirely different from being a working adult. Though structurally, there isn't much changes when I went back the last time, the feeling has definitely changed. I no longer has a place I call "Home" there. My friends are no longer living together with me. I am no longer studying.

Yet, I can't deny that I love reminiscing THE moments I spent there. I miss the greeneries. I miss the simplicity. I miss having the luxury of living beside a huge river cause whenever I am in a Melancholic or frantic mood, the riverside became a fantastic place for me to be quiet & still my heart. I miss the breeze wheezing pass my face when I am on the City Cat (ferry). I miss my secret place that I hang out each time I do not want to cry at home. I enjoy having to see the City Cat go by for it is time for me to stroll to Guyatt Park Ferry terminal & await for the ferry's return. I miss fellowshipping with my housemate. Being so close, I simply pop by her room each time I feel like I need a prayer or just a simple chat. 6pm is always dinner over Simpsons. Over the weekends, I can hear the ice cream jingle from across the river. OH!!! I do miss the old lady staying beside me! Once, she asked me over to fix her stool! Hahaha!! I am really a scenic person. Give me a good scene & I will reminisce the whole day... :)

& I am definitely in a reminiscing mood. While I was in training today, I was drawing the ferry terminal near my flat. This scene (that I drew) was what was etched in my mind years ago. There was this a little girl who was playing by herself & she climbed the railing & nearly fell into the river. She ran to her mummy crying. Mummy did not scold her but held her hand & brought her back to the railing & asked her "Hey, what do you think would have happened if you had fallen in?". Little girl's answer was "I would have been scared & drown. Sorry mummy, I will not do it again."

Very gentle. Very loving. I remembered telling myself then "If that was a scene in my home country, the mother would have yelled & scolded the little girl real bad.."

Laurence Street was my abode for 2 years & I lived in the suburb called St Lucia. :) I wonder if I were to ring the bell now, who would be answering the door? Would the old lady still be there? Hmm..

Today, I came home to a "piggy" surprise!! Every year, my sister surely will buy me a little piglet in a basket. These kind of delicacies come only during the 8th month of the lunar calendar & it's known as the Mooncake festival. I am a lover of mooncake & especially the little "piglet" cause I love flour!!