3 More days to the first day of our first exams and 7 days to Easter break .
I am counting down from 7 .
Today was a series of major revisions in lectures , and crazy winds breaking my bones . It is 12.57am , and even though it isn’t late , i hear Matthew and his hongkong friends cursing in cantonese like they do so everyday 2 doors to the right . People are still generally nice here and the chinese are really funny and embarrassingly loud and candid on some occasions . But , i love them so much . We get along too well . My dearest friend yangyang, which i have grew onto so much squeezed herself and her shopping trolley into the huge rotating doors infront of morrisons so suddenly that she trapped 10 people in it for 10 seconds because it had a sensor that stops the doors when someone ‘almost’ slams into it . The english had a good laugh while dora and i melted to the ground .
Also , i think i have no choice but to assimilate and eventually embarrass myself while trying to attain a british accent . Sometimes , i speak too quickly , and sometimes , i use american english . So , they get confused and i get confused and my singaporean accent does nothing for me here . I went to a shop and i said NEW , and she couldn’t understand me until i said BRAND NEW . How many ways can you say a one syllabus word though ? I’ve tried .
Well , its been 4 months of living alone , but at least i have the internet and Facebook to help keep me abreast with the happenings of the lion city . And , at least everyone is alone here together , so although i will spend a measly 2 weeks in singapore this entire year , i will live with my choice and tell myself that 4 years away from home isn’t alot , when i have to start working eventually and breathe the air in singapore with more worries on my mind than piling laundry , an empty fridge , missing the bus and waiting out in the cold and horrible (free) medical care . Also , the night porter almost broke matthew’s door down by knocking his ring on the door HAHAH , the lions have turned into mice .
I am starting to adjust to the weather here and i try to brave the cold on some ballsy days . But , it is still too cold to not wear a jacket or a coat .
I wonder how everyone is doing in singapore . I haven’t spoken to some of my friends since january . And i haven’t seen my dogs since too . On some days , i sit on the walls of “the grass is greener on the other side” but on days where the sun comes up and the wind takes a CHILL PILL , i actually feel alive and breathe happy . There is no place like home , but to achieve something i have never before , i cannot be satisfied with what i have always had .
And , there’s been so much motivational talk circling around facebook and my curriculum now ; about doing things you are passionate in and living the life you want and filling your life with things you love and not wasting your time on the things expected of you . ( Sir ken robinson ) i highly recommend his talks and i assure you it will not be a waste of your time . We did this in english class today , and though greatly amused and impressed by his ideologies , i found myself defeated by my wildest dreams and hopes . Maybe i should have gone and get what i truly desired , but at least i got half of it right , Leaving home and starting a life i can call my own in a place where no one knows me and a place where i am new on the corner of the earth no one i know has ever seen, touched or can tell me about to prepare me for . I like what i have done and become since i got here . It’s been an extremely challenging 4 months , but at least now i am certain that i can get things to work on my own and be able to rely on myself alone . But , somedays , i wonder where i get all my courage from to take a plane 14 hours away to a place unknown to me , in a climate so cold i have never been exposed to , to experience sickness beyond my wildest imagination and still drag myself to do laundry and to have travelled out and about the moment i arrived in norwich , To be half the world away from the only family i know since i was a baby . But , i think i have always sort of liked the unknown , the mysterious , and the seclusion .
Been awhile since i put thoughts to words and actually wrote anything decently long . So , in a nutshell , i miss my friends and family and dogs and food in singapore and it isn’t exactly fun being away from home for 11 months and 2 weeks for a year . But , i am well , alive , satisfied and happy . HAPPY EASTER .