Cloudless morning made complete witha smiley-faced onion and a handmade card (it has been so long…).
Shopping for cosmetics in town on the lazy Saturday afternoon, followed by having fun while doing groceries in Sainsbury’s.
Dinner at Noodle Bar, followed by homemade Sangria.
Rock climbing talk with roomie.
I will look back. Reminise. And miss these days. A lot.
This special group of people in Lufbra. Words can’t do them justice. Really.
And I know when you don’t.. I think.
…
In the big, bad world we live in, it’s easy to lose each other.
And I think you’re getting too far away…so far that I can hardly, barely hold on to you.
I knew some thing would change when I said “goodbye”.
I knew it would never be the same again.
How do I get closer to you when you keep it all on mute?
But with you, there’s no guarantee, only expired warranty.
A bunch of broken parts and I can’t seem to find your heart.
But you’re not a man. You’re just a Mannequin.
–Mannequin, Katy Perry
Just got back from Peak district, sheffield and medowhall.
Looking at the calendar, counting down to the date of returning back home. I realised I’ve unknowingly fell in love with the place I once regarded as foreign… and now, I’ve really really grown to fall in love with the company here too.
A part of me wants to be back home, and another part of me wishes this exchange programme would last longer.
Life is as such isn’t it? We’re greedy.
Psst. Thanks shoe! The lunch was fabulous! We all enjoyed it so much! =D
After my Central America presentation on Tuesday, my lecturer said, “You speak very good English!”
Hmm..
Psst. Caught my first ever Rugby match (Lufbra vs England) yesterday… was standing in front and I have to say my heart skipped many many beats…cos I got a bit worried for the players.. bleeding forehead, mouth.. boys do get aggressive!
Ah. Back from London.. and I have to say it was fun! The first time the 7 of us ventured out together.
Les Miserables was great.. and very touching! So touching that a Mr X asked, “You cried right? I saw you touching your eyes!”
When “On my own” played, I almost did….
Sometimes I walk alone at night when everybody else is sleeping.
I think of him, and then I’m happy with the company I’m keeping.
The city goes to bed, and I can live inside my head.
On my own, pretending he’s beside me.
All alone, I walk with him till morning.
I love him, but when the night is over,
He is gone, the river’s just a river.
Without him, the world around me changes.
The trees are bare and everywhere
The streets are full of strangers.
Everyone who goes through an Eponine episode in their life will learn to survive.
Psst. Exams timetable is out! And i’ve got 3 weeks of play time before I return!
Psst Psst. Road trip to Cambridge and Bicester this weekend!
I suddenly realise, I really dislike Mondays,
and Tuesdays (if I have no classes on Monday).
Argh! I need a release. A form of distraction..
So I can’t wait for our London trip tomorrow!
Les Miserables, (better) food, and shopping!
On a sidenote, the Swine flu in uk is getting pretty bad…hopefully it gets better soon, or I won’t be surprised if I have to be quarantined when I get back.
You were a breath of fresh air when you did what you do, for the first time.
But now,
I’m tired. Tired of keeping up.
So, I’m going to lay back, kick my shoes away and not give a damn anymore.
Just like how you do what you do best.
“Anyone who can reach you, can love you, or leave you.
There’s a mark you leave, when you left…”
After returning from the Easter hols, I looked out of my window…surprised to see that the trees and flowers have grown so quickly. To me, trees and flowers is a subtle reminder of time passing. And with the flash of eye, I’ve been away from home for 3 months already..
Being away from home was not easy at first..but it could have been more difficult if I hadn’t met friends who made the settling down easier.
And there are the people back at home who never forget you, no matter where you are…the simple 3 minutes call (which seemed like it was 10 secs long), the handwritten letter..the small gestures that means so much. Especially to someone living alone in a foreign land.
As we count down to the days of returning home, we suddenly realise how little time we have left under the unpredictable UK weather, and strong winds (which always gives me red and swollen eyes),
with all the time in the world shopping and laughing in market on market days,
taking time to shop in Topshop, New look (with the 10% student’s discount!) and wear-and-throw Primark,
gumbling about “why is there no River Island in Lufbra!?”,
grocery shopping at Sainsbury’s (laughing at the “Peking Duck Kit” and cod fish steak that looks like vanilla ice-cream sticks);
having no need to nevigate in Lufbra (since it’s so puny),
comestics shopping at Boot’s,
and my 3 day-week..
I look forward to returning home in early Summer. Yet, the thought of having to return to the familiar surroundings which I’ve drifted away from, seems quite daunting too..
Nonetheless, I know there are people back at home, awaiting my return.
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