I came close to updating my blog the other week,but it was only a false alarm. Turns out when I went into blogspot it was just a freudian click.
Anyway, before my blogspace fades into cyber oblivion and lest you start losing interest in my life (godforbid), here's the latest update.
I'm in London now and still adjusting to the freezing mornings. Despite the 32.17kg worth of clothes and accesories I've brought with me, it has become apparent that one can hardly keep warm with topshop accessories. On top of that, I'm running out of things to wear. In a moment of desperation I almost wore my bedrobe out.
It has only been 2 days of commuting to and from campus to my apartment and already my left ankle is giving way. The walking has even gotten so serious as to render a pair of *shudder* walking shoes necessary. I had to pick a pair and these skater-like, VANS- hybrid loafers were the most decent out of all the squeaky taichi inspired pumps I tried. I'm sorry Anna Wintour... I've let you down yet again.
Aside from my fashion crisis, physical discomfort and the emotional torment I have been put through in these first two days at uni what with matriculation going on and all, everything has been going well. I love my new uni, I love the fact that they serve alcohol and cigs in the canteen, and I love how everyone is so frickin friendly (most of the time.and except for me). More importantly, I'm in London, one of the greatest cities in the world (according to some), and I am determined to enjoy it.
Oh, and I still have yet to move into my hall. I'm staying with the dad now and cooking us dinner everyday. I really do not look forward to hall life because I have to share toilets and walk an endless mile to the loo. This means about 40steps of looking like fug in the morning and risking a 80% chance that some guy along the way will catch you looking like roadkill :(
Anyway,I'm meeting my tutor tomorrow to talk about my course and stuff :) smiley face (god, what freak have I turned into!!!)But I'm still missing Singapore now and then, especially in the mornings and when I take a shower. They're starting to put out the christmas stuff now though so it keeps me reminded of the fact that I'm going home for christmas. YAY.
Till the next entry, peace out guys... BE SAFE AND BE COOL Xx
George & Martha Sad Sad Sad...I've been feeling quite out of step lately.
Maybe it's been the late nights and the new friends.
Or old friends that have just faded and who have gotten lost in the blur of things.
Who the hell knows.
This is an emo entry so it promises nothing glamorous or exciting.
Trips aren't even the same anymore.
They make me sick.
They don't make people like they used to.
Feeling outdated. Like my naiivety belongs in a separate time altogether.
It's all about brutal self-preservation- no offence. I like you and all but I care about myself more.
Sincerity is archaic.
How can I love you if I barely even love myself.
I always knew things fall apart.