Just 1 more day.

I’ve moved into a new studio flat not far from Hammersmith. And to be honest, it isn’t exactly the right choice to move in alone. Well, it’s either that or I’m still not getting used to it.

Living alone can be daunting, but let’s just see how this will go.

Just 10 more days until my flight back to Malaysia.

I’m gonna miss my colourful Chemistry (above) and Physics (dumped D=) notes.

I’m certainly gonna miss Chestnut Grove (one of the roads I jogged on every weekends).

I’m certainly gonna miss Chapel View (road).

I’m certainly gonna miss the grocery store along Chapel View

I’m certainly gonna miss the house where I stayed for the pass 18 months.

I’m certainly gonna miss my £103-per-week-rent room.

I’m certainly gonna miss the house theatre room.

I’m certainly gonna miss the table where the housemates and I used to dine.

I’m certainly gonna miss her (host)….

…and him (housemate)… the other housemate left already.

I’m certainly gonna miss Ballards Way, the road I walked to my bus stop to school.

Yes, I’m certainly gonna miss my bus stops.

And yes again, I’m certainly gonna miss Bus 64 and Bus T33.

I’m certainly gonna miss the moment inside the bus.

I’m certainly gonna miss Water Tower Hill.

I’m certainly gonna miss the college canteen.

I’m certainly gonna miss the computer lab.

I’m certainly gonna miss the library.

I’m certainly gonna miss my classes.

I’m certainly gonna miss Cambridge Tutors College.

I’m certainly gonna miss the 3 people who I won’t be seeing in London:-

Amylia (heading to Malaysia IMU)

Tian Ying (heading to Warwick Uni)

Kien (heading to Cambridge Uni) (the bastard outwitted everyone in college)

I’m certainly gonna miss the people who I’ve been through in the pass 18 months.

I’m certainly gonna miss Croydon, the place where I began my life here.

Pictures coming. Will be editted.

Spicy chilli beef steak noodle soup + 2 bottles of cold milkshake = diarrhea for one night.

That is the house I’m living in at the moment.

Firstly, yes, I received an offer from Imperial College and I can finally sighed to relieve. Getting into the university in september will be an entirely different matter.

My birthday was alright, or rather excellent. Went down to TGI Friday for lunch and for 10 of us, the food we ate cost us at a total of GBP 261.00. That could have been enough to get myself an IPhone.

It finally snowed in London, between winter and spring.  But honestly, I never felt quite excited on that day, largely due that there was no one there to share the excitement with.

Sorry that I can’t entertain you readers no more, been busy on games lately =P. As to fill in your spare time, watch these video clips.

Enjoy. =)

Firstly, I’m emo-ing, not the kind of emotion that people tend to mistaken as suffering from severe depression and anxiety due to the huge lost in life that people like to call ‘emo’. The ‘emo’ I meant is that I don’t seem to care or pay any attention to the surrounding happenings. Imperial or UCAS has not reply me yet, and I’m very very very impatient about it.

This sucks, it has been 3 weeks already since the interview. Should I call them?

Secondly, the January exam results will be released this Thursday. God knows how bad my grades will be, as I honestly say that I didn’t do very well in them. Didn’t quite manage to finish some papers and have been unable to answer some of the question. If you gave me the chance to blame on something or someone, I would blame Almighty. No offense, I’m not pointing out your God, it could well be my imaginary friends or someone out there that has been listening to my every praying words.

Lastly, I’ve spent over £3000 within 4 months and I’m feeling so bloody guilty about it. All my parent’s hard earned money have been wisely and unwisely wasted, and I’m not even sure whether they expect the balance £1000 to last for the next 2 months. So my father was right after all, it wasn’t enough.

Enjoy your birthday, bugger.

Will probably update with photos next week.

Til then, au revoir~