Weekend!

This week has been tough. Worked till late yesterday and the day before. Today i'm rewarding myself with some Churros from Flinders Station. I enjoy sitting at the station looking at people once in awhile. Took a sip out of the Spanish Hot Chocolate, mmmm... I could see my breathe as i blow after every sip. Savoring every second of my long waited weekend eating crispy churros freshly made generously covered by sugar icing. Nice. Saw girls walking unusually stiff, wearing limited clothes. As usual i stared at them with my cool shades on. No one could see my eyes under those cool sunnies. The wind was gently moaning in my ears, softly pushing my hair front and back, front and back brushing and caressing my face while drying my lips. I stiffen my tongue, stick it out, slitting through my cold dried lips, slowly moisturizing it from left to right and again right to left, looking and girls. It tastes so sweet. Sweet like the icing from my churros. It came... The train.

Typhoon!

My uni roof flew off today. The wind was literally screaming in my ears, uprooting some innocent trees and simulation a mini tornado. There were some silly indians using their hand held device taking pictures of broken branch fascinated. I was there laughing at people who were amused looking at people who were fascinated by the flying killer roof. Got bored, walked towards the station and saw a pair of weird looking birds with their necks unusually tucked in. Tried to poke it. Then i realize i was being observed. That guy walked near me and informed me that uni will be closed for today and told me to go home. So we went to the station together. He introduced himself as Buda, Yoda, Yoga, Judo, Juda.. Whatever.