Reminiscence

Unfortunately I didn't go out at night so no twinkling lights from the London Eye. It's impressive from afar but after paying 17 pounds and 50 pence for just one round, I feel cheated.

William Shakespeare's place of birth. They fashioned the interior just like old times - old beds, no TV, a cute lil kitchen but I do not remember seeing a bathroom. I'm sure they had one, but I wasn't a fan of Shakespeare (I still don't get his Sonnet 18 I read in Form 4) so I hardly paid attention.

Golden retriever.

This is one part of Oxford University. I just adore these medieval buildings. It gives you a sense of awe and feeling part of history when you enter, plus, you know how brilliant you are when you're accepted as a student here.

I stayed 2 weeks in London with my Aunt TC, then I went up to Loughborough for a week with my godparents. This is the Great Central Steam railway station. It runs an intensive service of steam and heritage diesel trains, which are restored and worked mostly by volunteers. [Thanks anonymous for clearing up]

Loughborough reservoir in the evening.

Past and present

Haiz ... graduated already but still need to read those darn scholarly articles on Swetswise and NetLibrary.

What? No lah I'm not going to grad school. But even if I did I wouldn't tell =P

K - who is also my driver, my hotel and occasionally my ATM is in the midst of a college dissertation so I figured I'd lend a helping hand since I'm sitting at home doing nothing but using electricity and raising the Internet bill to a new level.

So I'm back to the terrifying 3 months in Liverpool - doing the infamous literature review. The worst part like, ever.

To the good news - I was in the Mid Valley Boulevard area yesterday for an interview. Not inside the shopping complex. The interviewer said she'd get back to by this week or next. Mana tahu this evening she called me up saying I got the job.

Wuah! Sooooo happy! First time interview lagi wei. And yesterday also marked exactly 1 month after I touched down at KLIA. But anyway the job needs me to have a car and drive around town doing research and attending functions and my dad didn't think the salary is gonna be enough to live on.

Ouish

Game over

Hallo! Ik ben in Amsterdam!

135 days ago I was at this exact airport waiting to embark on a journey into the unknown. 135 days later I’m back on the same route.

I’ll see you soon along the way.

Dag!

Emptiness

This day 1 month ago, I was gearing up for the most unexpected event of a lifetime. This is probably the final experience of a lifetime when you have got better things to do than to worry about your future, when you’re trekking across 8 countries with your folks’ money and when you’re caught in between a new chapter and the old.

I’d be lying to myself if I said I wanted to leave the western way of life for the comfort zone I call home. I’d be equally lying if I said I never relieved the 14 days by constantly flicking through the hundreds of snapshots containing smiles and joy night after night. I’d be definitely lying if I said the event was magnificent entirely on its own, not because of the people I have came across.

I am in my final destination, where I can still freely exercise my childishness and when I can still refuse to grow up to face the reality of a dog eat dog world out there.

We'll see

I'm planning to touchdown at KLIA in style - in my 10 euros' I Love Paris T-shirt.

Rather unpatriotic, ain't it?