New house

I'm thinking that no one really checks this space anymore, so I've decided to just post a wee bit about my house, and then maybe release more information when more interest is expressed.

Yes, I crave attention.

Straight to the point, thats the grand entrance to the grounds of the estate wherein my house lays. St Davids Square. I would give out exact addressess, but I fear incurring a flood of mail from my e'er so devoted friends.

And that's the main transportation to my place. Dockland's Light Railway (DLR), which is essentially a monorail through the most beautiful, unpolluted parts of London. I've got a view of the River Thames from the balcony, and Greenwich Village lies o'er the banks. Its an hour commute to campus, but its a damn sight worth it. Corny references to Island Gardens aside, this place is seriously like home with air-con in the streets.

If I did manage to shamelessly accrue any responses by my blatant whining, I'll post more soon with pictures of the house itself, along with the facilities *winkswimmingpoolwink*.

Till then, toodledoo!

I'm not obsessive. Just obsessed.

Long time

Its been a strange, but fruitful year. Still completely unsure if I'm doing what I really want to be doing, but its damned comfortable for sure. I'll probably elaborate more at a later date, or maybe not at all. Its kinda difficult to write again after so long. Heh.

The past week has been turbulent, what with the uncertainty about accommodation and my trips home and all. But thank God, just on Sunday things started falling into place. I've got a house to stay in now, and I'm looking forward to it greatly! I'm going to be staying with Singaporeans! Surprise surprise, me reverting to comfort zone. But though the place is far (50 mins tube away), I've completely fallen in love with the place. River view, swimming pool, gym and pool table, the works! Haha...just awesome.

Also, just Monday I managed to find a reasonably priced ticket home! So its back home this Christmas for carolling and weddings. Downside is, I'll be taking this rather new, unblooded airline called Etihad. Total travel time from Heathrow to Changi is close to 24 hours, with a mad 10 hour overnight stopover in Abu Dhabi. Thank God for the company he provides though. I'll be going back with one of my housemates, so all will be good (I hope).

Update with pictures incoming...in the next month or so maybe.

Return

The sheer surreality of my being (once again) a thousand miles from home has yet to strike me. It feels as though any moment I should hop onto a cab for the half-hour journey home. Going back home has been a great, and much welcome (though little deserved) break for me, and I was just musing with one of my classmates about how ridiculous it is that, when the time comes, I loathe to leave either place behind.

Nevertheless, this term promises to be a short, albeit hectic one. Today during the second lecture of the day, the lecturer so kindly reminded us that it is but 8 weeks to our exams. Can die.

A very pretty picture of the view from my window. The beginning of Spring, and the ground is littered with pretty pink flowers. Yet the scent that wafts in the air is not floral, but that of my hostel-mates excesses from last night (ie. vomit...and possibly some swass).

Anyway, the flight was pretty good. I watched four movies on the way. To be exact, I watched one movie thrice, and then another movie. Which one you might say? The History Boys. Awesome film. The themes are somewhat discomfiting, but the sheer beauty of language and idea is incredible. Probably gonna watch it tonight again cos it seems my neighbour downloaded it already.

One phrase from the movie that sticks in my mind which I find...particularly poignant:

"...I am not happy, but then again, I am not unhappy about it."