This boliao post.
My mother just said something that perhaps sums up this entire feeling of uncertainty best "the person who is leaving is hit the hardest while others just carry on with their lives". It wouldn't make a difference whether i leave in 1/2/3/4 weeks, everyone's life will go on. Don't you sometimes feel like such an insignificant entity, alone and bobbing around. You look around, you see so many people, these people all start looking the same, pretty or ugly or handsome and you think. Hey, wouldn't make a difference if there was one less me.
I'm just being pessimistic AGAIN! Damn. Blogs just don't give a happy feeling! Even thought of shutting it down before leaving because it's such an unhappy little blog and i hate to be unhappy, who likes to be unhappy anyway. But then it defeats the whole purpose which was to keep in touch with beloved SINGAPORE. Everything SINGAPOREAN, all my FWENS. I LOVE SINGAPORE! I'm going MAD.
It's the pre-departure demon working its tentacles AGAIN. But really, i'm not depressed or anything. It's long overdue, it's time to leave. Ready to leave i am not. Starting with the physical, Packing is just so damn draining, i refuse to think about it, denial, denial! 2 huge luggages, stuffed silly with clothes, electrical appliances, stationery etcetc. Don't dare to open it cos everything will just fall out. Horrors... Horrors! And then there's all the documents to bring, head ache, head ache! And then i think of how i'm going to suffffer at Holborn with no canteen, mother's packing tonnes tonnes of food, mother, how to squeeze?!?! And there is the mental, all the emotional baggage. But i guess all these is part of the going overseas package. (consolation...)
Things i'm thinking of doing in London/school :
I'm just being pessimistic AGAIN! Damn. Blogs just don't give a happy feeling! Even thought of shutting it down before leaving because it's such an unhappy little blog and i hate to be unhappy, who likes to be unhappy anyway. But then it defeats the whole purpose which was to keep in touch with beloved SINGAPORE. Everything SINGAPOREAN, all my FWENS. I LOVE SINGAPORE! I'm going MAD.
It's the pre-departure demon working its tentacles AGAIN. But really, i'm not depressed or anything. It's long overdue, it's time to leave. Ready to leave i am not. Starting with the physical, Packing is just so damn draining, i refuse to think about it, denial, denial! 2 huge luggages, stuffed silly with clothes, electrical appliances, stationery etcetc. Don't dare to open it cos everything will just fall out. Horrors... Horrors! And then there's all the documents to bring, head ache, head ache! And then i think of how i'm going to suffffer at Holborn with no canteen, mother's packing tonnes tonnes of food, mother, how to squeeze?!?! And there is the mental, all the emotional baggage. But i guess all these is part of the going overseas package. (consolation...)
Things i'm thinking of doing in London/school :
- Touristy stuff like West End, leicester square, covent garden, camden, westminister abbey/cathedral, buckingham palace, st james park, hyde park, tower of london, london eye, regent and oxford street, harrods, madam tussad's wax museum, trafalgar square, shakespeare globe theatre, british royal museum, st pauls cathedral ( all these with my mother in 10 days...)
- check out the clubs at LSE( trying to be a rebellious kid again. hahah!)
- societies at school ( what about dancing? haha, always trying too hard!)
- Phantom, Les Miserables
- Make foreign friends( praying for good flat mates)
- Part-time job after settling in (pref 8pds per hour)
- Come holidays, Europe beckons ( what's the best way to earn extra pocket money for travelling? )
- Take many many photos, photos to show u guys!
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