Hmmm

Six months.

Love and hatred. Beautiful and messy.

Moments in the Botanical Gardens, numerous occasions in Dendy, lounge arounds in Hyde Park, sneaky in Reading Cinemas, naughties in Uni, only times ferries were worth travelling in, sleeping on couches, studious @ State Libary, shopping randomly, sushi training, appreciating art, early bridge walks, lecture sleeping, making Mama's kitchen and another company many dollars richer, art housing, frollicking, (this list doesn't seem like it can end).

Hugging. Kissing.-_-.-_-.-_-. Loving.

The perfect killer smile. The flying hair in the wind. The cute 'looking up' eyes pose. The hyper-cute 'squinting' eye pose. The ultra-cute 'sexy' eye pose. The master-cute 'Fei Wang' eye pose. The adorable 'legs-apart-ready-to-bash-ji-arms-flexed' pose. Everytime I'm (happily) contradicted. The pure genius inside her. The most loved and huggable person on campus.

Nothing beats the hopeful and ultra-happy/ carefree personality.

Running. Crying. Screaming. Despairing. Ignoring. Silence.

Smoking.

Indeed... one hell of a 6 months.