Valedicts 2007 : the Goblet of Fraternitas

Valedicts is over and without much drama. (that's a good thing!)
I had a good night, even if it was extremely long for everyone else. (haha, but we only get to leave once right?)
Anyway, it's supposedly the last formal dinner ever. No more gowns? Well, maybe at graduation. We had an awesome awesome walk in song, and everything just seemed pretty good. Our guest speaker was extremely entertaining (although a bit cheonghei - which is why i understood!) and the musical acts were good too. Steph Seah excellent song choice - Save Tonight and the acapella group! (which is great because I was in it) All the awards were pretty funny - Best Login Name to Dildo, The DuU Award to Sheanee Poh, The Hhhmmm... Award to Andrew Oppenheim.. Well done Alternitas guys!
Just a few photos cos it's such a pain uploading. they're all on facebook tho!

The members of GP showing some skin (and hair)

Group picture!

Come on, do it with me now. DuUuUu

Dottie! She feels like she shrunk

Hello guests!

Bec and Nicki = loves

Maybe not so sober dancing group

Outside Intersection!

The exciting news? I got Fraternitas! All that slaving for IH finally paid off! And it feels good - not just getting the award, but the fact that people did cheer for me, and i felt that i was acknowledged. It's just special when people come up to you and say you deserved that.
Yay.. contented.

Puggs was good fun too. Although didn't drink as much as I thought i would, i did dance a lot! (and lose my camera case - booo). A lot of funny boozy conversations (or more like ramblings) i.e.: Sheanee Poh and the guest speaker (who went to Puggs with us and Peter Cole!) I shall reenact.
(On the way to Puggs)
Sheanee: Aiya.. didn't get to talk to the lawyer guy.
(Upon arrival at Puggs)
Jeannie: Oh, Hi Steve! (the lawyer guy) I have someone who wants to meet you.
(drag Sheanee)
Sheanee: What am i supposed to say (to me) Oh Hello!
Steve: Hello!
Sheanee: I'm a law student
Steve: Good for you.
Sheanee: So, will you give me a job?

At this point, me feeling "WAHLAU.. Sheanee!" decide to sneak off and leave them and grab my drink. But apparently Joe and her spoke to him the whole night so there! Never doubt the pub for networking opps.

At the end of the night, there was the customary waiting in front of Intersection for people and their pizzas. Coming back in the foyer, we had the sight of Pete Nevett with torn pants and a strip of it tied on his head. Haha. Don't ask me - he didn't know either.


Grace was tipsy and funny, she wanted to stay up to watch the sunrise. In the end all us oldies trooped off home though. (too much excitement for 1 day)

Special Kudos to Rajinda who was the first to fulfil his aspiration! [to make it up the stage and collect the goblet without falling]
Even bigger Kudos to Randy for FAILING his aspiration first! [to make it to Puggs that night] Hahaha.. he fell asleep in his room and let's just say there's something to do with trail and something to do with vomit. (Eeewww...)

Anyway, nothing to plan for IH anymore! Mummy's arriving on Monday to pamper me and I have a hell of a lot of work ahead. But instead i ran Ekiden (fastest ever! 45 mins for 5 km - and not last! - and felt pretty good. Thanks Uncle Chan, Adrian and Chin Yu [ok, and the cyclists - especially Raymond!] for bearing with me!), cleaned up my apartment (mummy coming la) thoroughly - and i mean scrubbed stove, wiped floor and shelves and vacuumed kind of thoroughly- and spent the day uploading and tagging photos.
Aiyak! Nvm... preparing for the work only. Phew.. All that done now. Better study hard tonight!

p.s: And Yes, i DID have a really bad headache when I woke up the next morning for 10 am meeting.

A Week and an Update

My poor abandoned blog, I'm sorry! I've been working hard, honest!
I attended a networking/Melbourne Uni Commerce Alumni event last night and it struck me that
a) everyone there was in the corporate world (i.e. working)
b) that even though they looked posh in their suits, ultimately, i could imagine them all as uni students.
c) that in the end, we are all just trying to act grown up but i could sort of detect that some things never change. (we remain just as eager to cover up just how little we know)

Had a conversation with Kee Hong, CC and Ken earlier in the day when we talked about work (cos it's impending!) and Kee said why do we need to wear suits? Such a hassle, can't we just work in casual clothes and then dress up when we need to?
Well, Kee. It's just to impress everyone and to fool yourself into thinking you are a grown up after all. Skived off work today and the thing that annoyed me the most was that I was all dressed for work but too lazy to go there. Haha.. So naughty.
But yeah, the clothing makes a difference Kee! The whole thing's a performance anyway.

What else happened? Went for Sahur with Omar, Kee Win, Dilshad, Rahul and a bunch of Muslim students on Saturday morning. (that's right. 4 am in the morning)
It was an experience! I don't know if i could stand to fast all day. It's about 14 hours without food and water. Wow. I'm hungry after about 5 hours. And this is during the day when you have to be up and about too! I respect you guys for being able to do it. *kowtow in awe*
Fun though! And Afghan kebabs are pretty yummilicious!

Lunch with Harvard a few hours later was a good laugh, as always. Perhaps, if i remember, I should share Harvard's Parenting Methods. Interesting, traumatising and possibly illegal. Said farewell to Kee Win that day too (Jin Jin's birthday!) but i know i'll see him soon enough (good luck in vietnam!)

Went to a salsa club for the first time ever that night! Wow, there are SO many sleazy men there. I love the music better than clubbing music though. Something you can shake your hips to (and goodness knows i have no shortage of hips). Wouldn't mind going back, but with sufficient dance partners and also bodyguards! heels that don't kill as much would be helpful too.

Caught up with Tas on Sunday when we had a cooking session / movies. I learned that i cannot cook while watching a movie. Haha.. left out the important spices. *silly me* but edible nonetheless. 3 movies, 2 bottles of wine (1 each!) and much cheese and crackers later, had to sit down and do final editing of my essay. So naughty! But done and surprisingly not tipsy either.

Quick recap done, not like anyone really is interested in these things. A week after the whole marriage stuff and it's Valedicts tomorrow! Finally! I'm not really looking forward to it. More like a 'it's-been-a-long-time-coming' feeling and 'i-hope-it-all-runs-smoothly'. Really, i do! Here's to getting smashed, picking up (for Rahul - and don't get gland!), and generally having a good time - and waking up at 9 am for my 10 am meeting the next day! Whee!

Surely a photo-taking event. =)

Father Figures

Because Damien pointed out that there aren't any pictures with daddy. I'm sure there are nicer ones with the posh cameras, but just cos he's less of a camwhore doesn't mean he's not important.
I AM daddy's little girl after all. =)

p.s: no really - we look alike!

The Wedding: Friends, Family, Food, Alcohol and Many Many Photos!

Right... back in Melbourne where i skipped class for the first time this semester (was too tired and lazy) and slept for 4 hours in the afternoon. Gonna be a sleepless zombie tonight! Anyhoos, was going to start writing my essay but I thought I can't leave people in limbo with the wedding pictures, so here they are!

Flurry of activity at the Reg-o table. My 2nd bro helping out!

The two mothers-in-law (can you tell my mum's the one in blue and yellow?)
Me on stage! Speaking! Me Me Me! haha.. my moment in the spotlight. See... the pro photographer took a better picture)Taiko giving his mucho mushy speech. Many cringe-worthy moments. But i can't speak so much until I fall head over heels in love eh?
Cousin David and I listening intently (thought this shot looked cool)
The cake-cutting and ceremonial feeding each other. Yum yumPouring of the bubbly!
Yam Sing of the bubbly! My cousin said the thingo in Canto and I had to translate... interesting!The Canto toastmaster and my cousins
Most of the girls on my dad's side of the familyCousins Lim (and soon to be Mrs. Lim) and I. Good looking bunch!
My aunty and her gorgeous daughters! I really think they're beautiful... and still young! Also, bro and his gfAnd you wonder how I can drink? Haha.. Very powderful genes! (this is after all the other guests had left)
Such nice colour coordination. I think the pair on the left also will get married eventually, dating for 6+ years already!The Best Man and his fiance (to be married in January) and the newlyweds. Aaaww.. young love.
Maybe a picture of all the girls in the family next time? (dad was having drinks) Dunno man, poor 2nd bro kept getting asked when his wedding would be (in front of her!)
Mum and I posing... camwhores at heart. =)

So, my memories of the wedding:

• Playing driver for many many people
• Walking around pouring alcohol for people
  
• Helping with the toasting from table-to-table. I thought they were sounding a tad diminished after table 30 so came to contribute my voice (which shocked dad! he didn't know i could Yam Sing!)
• Talking to bros' friends who have not seen me for 10 years (and were surprised i could drive because obviously i didn't grow from the 8 year old brat!)
• Speaking on stage in front of 60 tables of people and relatives(!) and being told that the best line was my only unscripted impromptu 'i've always wanted to say this. I'm sorry, we are currently experiencing technical difficulties. Please bear with me and we'll be back shortly'. Darn it! obviously wasted too much time writing
• Translating a cantonese Yam Sing toast. For anyone interested in what they say, The First Toast is to celebrate the union of two people (as cousin put it: 2 become 1), the Second Toast is to hope that they grow old together (as cousin put it: White hair until old) and the Final Toast is to wish that they are blessed with children soon (as cousin put it: make baby ASAP!)
  
• Posing for many many pictures for the 'professional' photographer that was wearing what looked like a char kuay teow man shirt with cargo pants and chewing gum [his line being. Ok, look here. One, two, Gat! (wth?)]
• Receiving my first angpow from taiko and tai soh! (wah.. many more to come!)
• Going to a church wedding! (yeah aaron, you're right.. it's like.. *scratch head* if you're not from the church)
• Having crispy hard hair from so much hairspray! But i thought it looked pretty nice leh (albeit a bit ah lian)
• Playing the event organiser as my brother gave me his timeline and said, you can liaise with the Mandarin Oriental people and the band, and sort out the timing and things. Wah! Felt pretty responsible also. Have to keep the time and cue people and listen to "So, Miss Jeannie, when should we stop the food and have this event that event. (The Mandarin Oriental staff are really awesome tho! So efficient and polite and helpful)

Enough of memories, i think there will be lots more better photos in a month or so when the professional photographer gets his act together. But it was a pretty big, awesome, beautiful ceremony and the first one where I get to sit on the main table (with all the other big people. a bit out lah..) Rather enjoyable and have to make up for it by essay-writing though. Still, a career in event management? I reckon i could do it!

p.s: nah Damien.. for your viewing pleasure!

Coming Live From an Airport Near You - the Wedding Relived!

Hi hi! I'm posting from KLIA! RandomThots reaches new dimensions - it's an international airport bloog! (And one of the best international airports in the world, no less)
Anyhoos, my flight's been delayed an hour so I have utilised the magic of technology- with my one-earphone ipod session, free wi-fi for blogging and the instant SD card uploading - (and the faint smell of vomit lingering in the air - not me!) decided to bring you, the Mandarin Oriental Wedding Experience! Now in technicolour...
Have no pictures of the church wedding and tea ceremony because I saw the horde of cameras around and couldn't be bothered to bring my own. But here's the night time - what a beautiful ceremony! (worth all that stressing after all )

So... why not recount the tale of my emceeing? Was very relaxed about it, thought hey, can just make it up on the spot. Just welcoming people and introducing who's to talk. At 4.30 pm decide to come over for a mike test and stood there saying 'Good Evening...' and then was speechless. Oh Crap i thought. So, my 2 hour speech writing and I finished it at the reception table as guests were coming in. In the end, i had brilliant cheesy one-liners but they seemed to go a bit unappreciated by the crowd. However, i did get quite a few comments about how good my speaking was and managed to impress some people (maybe even some job offers on the table) Muahaha.. at least i impressed my aunties (who are the hardest to impress anyway)

Oops..
my flight's boarding. will continue later.. but just for the sake of posting in an airport! =) see the melbournites tomorrow!

The Beginning of a Long Run....

Woah... 1 open house and a few random cocktails later and I feel like the whole affair is in full swing.
There's no stopping now - wedding at 9.30 am, tea ceremony at 12 pm, rehearsal at 4 pm, dinner at 8 pm (where i am emcee no less!)
Lordy, did i mention I'm flying back to Melbourne 9.30 pm the next day? Okay, a bit of a break but still i reckon i'll be tired!
I thought I had no friends left in KL but it was good catching up with Abes, Rich, Jo Lim and Gigi tonight. Haha... regardless of how long an absence it's been, i can still talk ages with them (see.. some friendships are just low maintenance but no less lasting!) Thanks for coming abes ( i know you read my blog!)
Still, felt a bit anti-social with all the other relatives and friends, but chances are i'll be seeing them at dinner tomorrow anyway and finally it's time to spend some time for myself! Such a relief. I think i can soldier on for the next 2 days now.
I still have no idea what I'm saying tomorrow at the dinner. My brother said, (and i quote) 'Be Yourself'. Oh dear lord - dirty jokes and foot in mouth moments, i think he doesn't really know me quite well enough! Here's hoping that:
1) i can wake up to drive to the church in 7 hours
2) i behave myself and don't say anything too embarrassing
3) i don't get too smashed in the process (which shouldn't really be a problem - i'll be nervous!

Time to get excited about the wedding. (the first one i've been personally invited to!) Will see all you Melbournites soon enough (and i miss you lots and lots)
p.s: for the valedicts, the shirts arrived today! they're a bit loose but i think that's better than tight. and they look awesome! would take a picture but it IS 1 am and i can't be bothered.
Will prolly not blog til sunday or monday so enjoy the end bit of the hols!
(didn't take any pictures tonight - can you believe that! but the food from the caterers was yum yum!)

Ish... Not enough friends lah.

In the end, i'm just a spoilt brat.
It annoys the hell out of me knowing that all my friends are together in Melbourne and enjoying themselves. Even if they're not, i'm imagining it. So kiasu!
Is this what it will be like next year?

No, even the good food and cheap shopping is little compensation for the friendless nights.

how appropriately alone in the home nest this bird is

I think it's time I got a boyfriend (so at least there's someone who can be bored with me, right?)

New Music Corner

I'm so so shocked that MTV plays anything other than tits and arse.
In fact, they played music that I LIKE. And it's GOOD. very maroon 5 feel.
The song's been stuck in my head the whole day. Love it!
Jamie Scott and the Town - When Will I See Your Face Again?

Wow....

For those who don't know I'm going to Tasmania in December, I am!
And the Hobart Beer Fest will be on then.
Thought I'd better start training already. Here's something for me and Kai to learn.

Haha.. the Germans really perfected the art of skolling eh?

Cutest little fat kid ever!

While I was lunching in Ipoh, I couldn't help but notice this little boy next to me. He was so round and chubby and cute! And he seemed to be enjoying his food lots and lots! For about 15 minutes he had a continuous hand-to-mouth motion.
Yes, i did it. I video-ed him. Hahaha. But only for a little while. (still enough to make me voyeuristic?)



eeee... want to pinch his cheeks!

The Ipoh Pre-Wedding Dinner

Because I like to flatter myself thinking that people like to keep up with the goings-on in my life, I am going to put up photos of the last 2 days in Ipoh. A bit of a sore leg (from driving) and too many relatives whose names i have forgotten later, here they are! Photos from the Ipoh pre-wedding dinner!

They say when in Rome, do as the Romans... So, when in Ipoh do as the Ah Lians?

The function room in the afternoon before the whole affair
My brother... the alco. But seriously. A 2 litre bottle of Black Label... (o_o)

Before walking into the function room. (so sweet ya?) too bad my cousin walked through the doors to spoil the shot. haha

Aaaawww... so cute right got big cheesy picture outside?

Me and mummy - alcos too! i managed to end up serving brandy to people as my dad and brother went round toasting the guests. haha.. can't stop serving the alcohol!
Customary champagne-pouring time...
The new family - and my tablemates! (even including them i'm the youngest. Sigh....)
Better picture - her oldest sis, 2nd bro's gf, the bride, Moi and cousin Mike who's getting married next year! *sigh* all these marriageable/married people! i think i have a little while more to go.After dinner and shooing away guests, the leftover relatives head down to the bar (cos they packed up the place). haha.. drunk relatives are highly amusing. and the bar was aptly named 'emergency bar'

The whole affair was pretty good - happy drunk relatives, good food of which i ate very little walking around being a good semi-hostess and finally meeting the rest of the new family. Still dawning on me that we're stuck with them now. haha.. not in a necessarily bad way. But imagine you're away for a while and everything at home's going on like normal. And next thing you know your brother will not be coming home as often, there will be this extra person who's always part of his (and therefore your) life and there's suddenly new family members too! (or am i putting too much importance on the whole in-law relation?)
We shall see... a hectic week ahead what with more dinners, relatives and the wedding itself!
Onward ho with shoe shopping! (wish i had more time...)

A Vent for Marriage

It's the night before the big Ipoh dinner.
Considering I'm driving there I should really be asleep now. But i'm feeling worked up.
Most of the day's conversations were spent bitching about some relative or other, which leads me to conclude that blood is more fickle than water.
Is my brother consigned to being some other family's bitch? Are my parents forever going to complain about how they've lost a son, not gained a daughter?
Behind the happy bride and groom sits the newly-forged ties of in-lawdom.
Ha! There was a time when I believed that Love was just boy meets girl, they like each other and everything else is fine and dandy.
How cynical I've become since then!
Noone tells you that woven into those professions of undying adoration, that underlying the scent of perfumed roses and laced into the gowns of adulation are the invisible threads of family and upbringing and image and power. Like the Marxist I am - always power.
This is probably the disgruntled tirade of 2 am. Irate, tired and over-familied as i tend to be.
Here's wishing me continued sanity over the weekend and a great time faking smiles and manners.
Congratulations to us all.

All-round Achiever?

The oddest thoughts strike me when I am in the shower, and this time it was while pondering the many qualifications on my CV.
While I had busied myself with attaining scholarships, H1's, picked up various posts in the many organisations I join and squeezed in as much work experience as I possibly could, I thought about how much I had missed out in personal development - the string of failed relationships (well, i suppose it was development of a pick-yourself-up-and-you'll-be-stronger sort) and not as many drinking or mahjong sessions as the successful networking people are prone to.
But really... even though I am uni-smart, I think that other people deserve to put their own qualifications on CVs too..
Like if you are a really great boyfriend...

• excellent dispute management
• experienced driver, bodyguard, escort, guide
• presentation skills (especially to authority figures e.g. parents)
• time management
• financial planning
• dedication and patience

Maybe these are things that should be in the CVs of the future. You are selling yourself to the employer anyway, right? Why miss the important bits?
Oh well... i think i just have too much time on my hands. Random useless thought of the day!

Feels Like Home To Me.....

Corrine May once sang:

I feel like a little girl
Trying to conquer the whole wild world
Everybody wants a piece of me
And I just don't know where to run

I am truly lost in this world they call adulthood.
It's been just under 2 days that I've been in Malaysia and I am missing Melbourne terribly.
I don't understand it. Didn't I say I wouldn't mind living here? This is just a holiday, which is what makes it worse.
I should be enjoying the food, the shopping and the family, but I feel quite swamped and disillusioned by the whole culture in Malaysia.
I drive to get everywhere.
The sky is permanently hazy.
Everyone walks around in a zombie-like daze, shopping for god-knows-what in every shop that looks the same same same as you walk by.
When did Malaysia lose its character? Where is all the flavour, and life, and beauty that I held in my memory?
When did everything turn into a series of air-conditioned malls connected by an endless stream of rude drivers and traffic jams?
I fear that I really over-glorified Malaysia in my mind - that I thought I could live wherever and it wouldn't be a problem.
I miss my friends. I miss my freedom. I miss the little alleys and streets with their shops that exasperate me for closing at 5 pm, but remind me that there are better things to do with your time.
I miss the coffee culture, where people meet up just to have a chat.
I miss the bars, where you can walk around the city looking for a decent place to have a quiet beer - and not be afraid of walking home in the wee hours of the morning.
I miss the people around me - whom I can call to go to any of these cafes or bars, or just stay at home and talk or play games, or even cook to feed.

What happened to the Malaysia I knew? Why has Melbourne suddenly oozed all this charm?
As baffled as I ever could be... and really questioning my stubbornness in wanting to come home.

Where is home now?



*sigh*

The Fallacy of Democracy

Perhaps it's evidence of the three years in politics.
Perhaps I only really understand it all now when it plays out in front of me.
Eerily resembling Orwell's Animal Farm is the great Valedictory Democracy.
I realise that when given too much choice, people are, ultimately, petty.
I don't think I could sum up the whole thing because it's been a drawn out affair.
Let's just say voting is not always democratic, choice is not always freedom and greater effort doesn't always amount to better outcomes.
Should've taken a leaf out of the seniors' books. Dictatorships may not be that bad after all.
As always, I am timely in my reading, Salman Rushdie's Midnight's Children explains:

'...in the upper reaches of my mind, another army was also destroyed by things - bickerings, prejudices, boredom, selfishness - which I had believed too small, too petty to have touched them. But optimism, like a lingering disease, refused to vanish; I continued to believe - I continue now - that what-we-had-in-common would finally have outweighed what-drove-us-apart. No, I will not accept the ultimate responsibility for the end of the Children's Conference'.

Rushdie, p. 342

For we are but children after all.

I Have Only Myself To Blame...

For being awake at 4 am, counting Bar money (for the 2nd last time!)
For having 2 big things to organise concurrently (Valedicts and Tassie)
For scheduling National Night this weekend
For having AGM the Sunday after
For leaving my handover documentation to 2 days ago
For not doing my readings even though I could have in the library
For having to wake up in 6 hours so that I can buy the alcohol I never got round to buying
For not getting enough sleep in the last few days
For still wanting to rant about it on my blog
For feeling that this week is going to be a hectic, tiring one (isn't it always though?)

Haha.. the harsh life of an involved student.
What will I do when I am unemployed and friendless?

I'm allowed to like my readings

In a rare moment when I appreciate being an arts student...
I like all this talk about identity. It reminds me of first learning sociology back in Taylors. It MUST'VE stuck to me because I still remember quotes from 4 years ago now. How come it doesn't seem as easy in uni?

Here's a recap. My favourite symbolic interactionist, Cooley, and his Looking-Glass theory:

I am not what I think I am
I am not what you think I am
I am what I think that you think I am.

Ever thought of it that way? You make yourself out to suit what others think. And you will never really know what others think, you'll just have a perception of what you think they are thinking. I think that is such a clever theory...

But anyway, I read newer things... like this article that talks about awareness:

Awareness creates potential change, and may actually induce change in and through itself. For instance, the question, 'Are you aware of your breathing right now?', at least when first posed, usually produces an instantaneous change.

(Giddens, 1991, p. 71)

Haha... how's your breathing right now? Suddenly conscious of it right? The first time i read the paragraph i was inhaling and exhaling deeply throughout the article. Haha.. Hate it when the books are right.

But here's the one that I really liked. It's gloriously long and I don't really expect anyone to have read right up to here (boy, you must be bored. Haha.. if i said whoever reads this gets me to cook for them, i wonder how many will take me up on that?)

People who fear the future attempt to 'secure' themselves - with money, property, health insurance, personal relationships, marriage contracts. Parents attempt to bind their children to them. Some fearful children are reluctant to leave the home nest... The harsh psychological truth is that there is no permanence in human relationships, any more than there is in the stock market, the weather, 'national security' and so on... this clutching at security can be very discouraging to interpersonal relationships, and will impede your own self-growth. The more each of us can learn to be truly in the present with our others, making no rules and erecting no fences for the future, the stronger we will be in ourselves and the closer and happier in our relationships.

(Giddens, 1991, p. 73)

*phew* what a mouthful. But i really believe it though. Delude myself into thinking that I am going back to Malaysia because I am confident enough in myself to not be tied down into the whole PR business.

Final quote to emphasise my point:

... the paradox is that until we give up all the feels secure, we can never really trust the friend, mate, or job that offers us something. True personal security does not come from without, it comes from within

(Giddens, 1991, p. 78)

Oh my, hasn't this post been a window into my non-commital self?
Betrays the questions that plague me as the future looms ahead.

Sleep Deprived and At Work

It seemed like a dream come true. An essay where the lecturer said to 'write in the style of a blog'?
Awesome!
NOT.
It's probably the worst i've ever done for an essay.
How does one write casually and include sociological perspectives?
I realise i ask a lot of questions when i write.
What the heck?
Anyway, it's only 30%. I'll live if i just pass it (15% not bad wat).
But it also makes me realise how differently i write for a research essay and for my darling blog.
And it also makes me realise how much goes into this blog without me realising.
Interesting. Identity formation, social relations and what not.
(But i've had enough of that for today)
Merdeka Countdown!! (my annual clubbing outing. haha..)

The Photography Corner

I'm proud of these shots. Need i have any other reason to put them up?
Still considering my career path. *sigh*
Wish i had the certainty i did when i wanted to be a copywriting tour guide photographer.
Haha.. any future in that you think?
Be honest, do any of these belong on a postcard/magazine?

Baby spiders in the Jungle Surfing place in Cape Tribulation, Cairns

Boy skipping stones at Little Fitzroy Island, Cairns
Rainbow creeper, Cape Tribulation, Cairns

Palm trees at Little Fitzroy Island, Cairns

Pond at Dragonfly Cafe, Cape Tribulation, Cairns

Kayaks on the beach, Little Fitzroy Island, Cairns

Some viewpoint along Great Ocean Road
Peeking through the trees, Little Fitzroy Island, Cairns
Sails at the port, Cairns
Fan Palms, Cape Tribulation, Cairns