I'm watching BBC's Future of Food and it scares me. A part of me is thinking that people will have to die. Plague, war, climate change, famine, it's how the world will purge itself off us but that's not what I want to write about today.

Today I have come to realise how much my personality switches to a certain point especially when it comes to other people. I think I'll call it the location phenomenon. I am now well below the equator, under the tropics of Capricorn in Melbourne. I'm getting used to the cold slower than I would like but with the help of small details like heated sock sacks and house foot-mittens given by Ashie I persist. Ain't no one gonna break my stride, ain't no one gonna hold me down, oh, no, I got to keep on moving! Yes, i sang that in my head and I hope you did too.

The point is, in my loving city of Kuala Lumpur, I am a headstrong young woman with no need or want to get together with anyone to pursue any form of serious romantic relationships. There, I am grounded at all times and I generally know where everything is and should be. Quite the opposite happens when I'm back here in Melbourne. What I'm Trying to say is that it's cold and I feel like I need a hug from someone I'm romantically involved with.

This may have to do with the fact that all my people are not with me when I want them to be (and it's cold). Funny things, feelings. Sometimes you're hard as rock and other times your insides feel like soft squishy marshmallows.