back from uk.
really really good trip. one part of me is still there, whilst the other part has so desperately tried to fly me back to singapore. i don't want to go to sleep tonight because i don't want this day to end. tomorrow at 6 i will wake up and start my day again. tomorrow at 6 i will resume my life. tomorrow at 6 i will start with the repeated motions again. tomorrow at 6... i don't want to think about tomorrow at 6.

3N is not bonded as a class but rather much more bonded within their cliques. perhaps it is only because i intrude as an outsider do i manage to feel the overdued welcome. nonetheless they have given me a different feeling from 3C. abit more security, though less freedom. i've met really nice (and quite amazing) people on this trip. and this feels like the class i should have been put into. (i am truly sorry 3C i hope you don't read my blog)....... but then again, it is only from my perspective as a visitor can i enjoy this comfort. it might be very different if i have had gone there alone, but not so much. i would have a restricted freedom in my choice of friends maybe, but warmth of familiar friendship nonetheless. i cannot explain this need to hold on to this feeling ohmyyyy.

uk is pretty amazing, i didn't (definitely didn't) go there with anysort of obsession, just a rough idea of how amazing it is. and it truly was (still is). not spellbinding, magically, enchanted amazing but amazing enough. it's like your childhood (storybooks) coming to life. maybe not since i don't read enid blyton, but it's still wonderful for a place of Harry Potter, pride and prejudice, romeo and juliet. the 9 days didn't exactly breeze pass, though they certainly did float past. i feel this is one of the more contenting trips i've had. one day i hope i'll be able to bring my mother there an be her guide for everything. i wish i were so amazing.

i need to blog in simple english.

bye love.