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June 01, 2014

June 2014

I tried to be calm and collected during the study visit week. I prefer to not freeze in the cold if I could help it, the hermit needed a daily dose of free wifi every evening. Sorry, but I'm not addicted to posting every pic and selfie of myself. My facial expression collectively is limited and probably repetitive anyways. However, I did my best to stay awake despite my chronic fatigue felt otherwise, and out in the F-cold after a long day I was not praised, instead I  labelled as being rude, for the hermit felt rushed by my yawns. 

Despite the study visit was organised a year ago, apparently, it was not their fault they have no cash, and that the $900 in transport, food, expenses did not buy them happiness or wonderful experience. Oh really? 

Also to offer my own 3G mobile connection to act as someone's Internet hotspot and so they could post 1 tweet, who actually ended consuming more data to play online game and send messages to their friends, was again my fault, for dragging them to the interstate when they could have been home and use the F-Internet paid for by yours truly. 

All this pain I caused for the hermit was apparently my fault for planning a semi-business-study-visit-holiday mid last year. Yes, I could have gone solo, as I have done previously, when I visited Sydney, Wagga Wagga, and New York City, but I was being considerate and invited an Internet-addicted-FOMO-selfie-hermit to the lovely Brisbane. How pitiful that the hermit's life has been ruined within a week. 

At least I was productive and managed complete my professional study visit report in time. My few frustrations were the location of trivia night as QUT has three campuses on 18th June 2014, #FourSquare app no longer accepts checkin as of 20th June 2014, and I tried teaching the hermit how to do a panoramic trick but she kept getting it wrong and frequently wanting to give up (to focus on her selfie). However, my life was not ruined by it, rather I should used GoPro and egg time more, next time then. 

People who becomes a hermit or who operate in silo develop insensitivity towards the people they live with, and do weird things, such as leaking people's sensitive data and private thoughts. However, the hermit reckon the adviser was insensitive for decreeing how the hermits should tweets events. When the adviser was only warning them it was insensitive to publicly post people's date of birth on social media without the person's permission, and that it was a violation of privacy act, and potentially attract criminal who has dealing in identify theft. 

So the hermit doesn't have a profession that could be in jeopardy by racism or sexist jokes, so there is nothing to lose, right? Not only will you be fired. You won't be hired either. 

So the hermit has no penny against their name, and if their bank account was hacked into there is nothing to worry about, right? Wrong. Criminal can apply for big home loans against your name and you will have a big debt for the rest of your life and it may bleed into your kids's future (if you have any). 

The point is sensitive data is not suitable for public consumption for a reason and if it belongs to someone else, you have no right to post it anywhere. Also data will be used against you in the future, even if you are a hermit, as social media data is recognised as admissible evidence in the court of law. So Twitter users and Facebook users with public profile respect others, even if you don't respect yourself. 





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May 03, 2014

May 2014

Not even mid season, the weather is dipping into low temperatures, and unfortunately, Easter is over. I find the darker the chocolate I consume the better my head feels, so I currently stock a coca bar here and there. I wonder if chili flavoured chocolate would warm my heart. May I boldly discover some this month.

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April 05, 2014

April 2014

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March 01, 2014

March 2014

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February 01, 2014

February 2014

Australia has talent alright. While attending and celebrating Melbourne recital centre fifths's birthday, my chronic fatigue condition rears it head and made it difficult to stay awake, despite the performances were riveting and culturally enriching to watch. From the musical instruments used in The Perch Family Jugband, to the use of vocal chords in Bitsat Seyoum, rare instrument being played and musical piece put together through detective work in Continuo Collective, and unique piano playing methodology in Daniel de Borah and Rachael Johnston. I wish I could endure and stay awake through out these wonderful performances.

Those damn abrupt brakes that occur on trams and buses when they are about to approach a tram/bus stop is the worse. Twice as worst when it occurs on a rainy day. The latest one involve my knee slammed into the corner of the seat metal part. The following night my knee and leg felt like it was going to dislocate. I could not bend my leg. Which made doing everything twice as difficult.

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January 07, 2014

January 2014

It is now mid summer time. Upon arriving back in Australia my body was still suffering chesty cough. The chesty cough originated from the 5th December in Los Angeles when my friend infected me with her cold. She refuses to sleep with the window closed and always complaining of feeling hot - she had fever but was in denial. This continued in Las Vegas and New York. Both friends refused to use the heater and constantly slept with the window open. Also they do not own a winter coat. Failed to see a doctor. Refused to take medication. Refused house keeping from cleaning our room. The constant retching ruined my vacation. I would like to thank all those Chinese medicine doctors in USA for treating me. I couldn't have survive without Chinese medicine peppermint oil, plaster strips, and medicinal soup. By the time I got back to Australia the first local doctor said a new batch of antibiotics will suffice. The second local doctor said it was a bad cold and I would need more rest. The phlegm keep wanting to come out but nothing shows up. What a pain. Thank god, my clean room, healthy family members and work colleagues enabled me to heal within two weeks. By the third week back, I no longer cough badly and I can eat food without fear of coughing it back out. The chest doesn't hurt as much as more. My family and work colleagues are relieved I did not have a ruptured hernia from excessive coughing. Me too.

The team and I are planning a farewell morning for a work colleague. Sad as it is, we are doing our best to cover all grounds to ensure it is smooth sailing for our work colleague and we hope that we have notified everyone.

Chinese New Year celebrations fell on Australia Day in Springvale, so I had the best of both worlds. Fire crackers here and fireworks there. Hee hee. The actual Chinese New Year day was 31st January 2014. It is the year of the horse.


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