Give it some room

Heart, cover your tracks
The blood that you spill will wash what you lack
Soul, sew up your wounds
Test out your engine. Give it some room

Mind, pick up your pace
Capture the thoughts you always chase
Soul, open your wings
Lift this cage higher than any dream

Cover your tracks
Sew up your wounds
Pick up your pace
Open your wings

Heart, flesh out your webs
The past that was tangled will unwrap & shed
Soul, sing out your songs
Clear out your throat. Belt it out strong

Cover your tracks
Sew up your wounds
Pick up your pace
Open your wings

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How long have I been gone?

A really long time.

It’s almost 1AM. ‘To Build a Home’ by The Cinematic Orchestra is playing in the background, and I really felt like writing here again.
I should really make this blog a habit or something,
because I think this is the only way to tell my friends back home how life here in London is.
(instead of you guys thinking I’ve forgotten you/thinking that I turned into an angmoh now)

I think it’s also largely because I’m growing more homesick as the days pass, and it kinda ..really sucks.

First of all, after checking the calendar, I realised I’ve been here for almost 4 months.
It certainly felt like less. It feels like only yesterday I bid a few of my friends and family farewell in the airport, as I cried my way into the departure gates.

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If you ask me what I miss the most about Singapore, it’s probably the people I left behind. (A close contender is the food and my cat, lol.)

HOW CHEESY.

In general, I really just love the UK. (Or atleast the places I’ve been to so far.)
Very different from the concrete jungle that is Singapore.

I first saw the suburb-y area of Farnborough, Hampshire.
My family friends stay here.

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I always get reminded of music videos where people drive down the suburb roads.
Probably sounds odd to non-Singaporeans, because we don’t really have areas like these at all. Lol.

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Hey guys, get pounded for a pound here. *wink*
This is just like Daiso back home!
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British fish and chips own any one that’s made in other countries, sorry.
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Would like to mention that the burgers here are significantly bigger than Singapore’s.

Then went to university, which is in Uxbridge (in the outermost part of London, but still ‘London’).
Which became my happy home-away-from-home. :)
But I’ll get to that on another post.

Visited Brighton as part of an International Student thing, for free.
It’s at the south coast of the UK, and it’s simply really pretty.

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So that’s basically it, in general.

And I do love my course, and my course mates. I have the most awesome lecturers.
Other than that..
I had lots of new experiences (obviously).
I grew up, having to do almost everything myself here.
I learnt lessons the hard way.
I made great friends that I’m very glad to have.
I’ve gone through many rough times but I became stronger afterwards.

Being here also makes me grateful for the people I love back home, and realise how much they mean to me or how much I mean to them.

So thank you to the Singapore friends that still make time for me even when I’m all the way here,
even the simplest short-lived messages to the long winding WhatsApp conversations, or even a random SnapChat; they mean a lot. :D

xx

Poor blog

I always abuse blogs badly nowadays by not writing at all for a long time.
I blame lengthy bus rides from home to work, work to home and just being braindead infront of the computer playing Diablo 3.

But since work is over and I have a week left being a free bird before school starts,
I have time to -finally- finish that lame Part 2 post. I think. 

Perhaps it’s knowing that I’m nearing 20 soon, but I feel like I’m old now.
But isn’t 20 like the infancy of adulthood? Hmmmmm. 

For the sake of..

Just for the sake of the option of password protected posts,
I moved my Blogger over to WordPress.

That’s all, really.

Oh and ignore the ugly formatted posts before this.
Apparently Blogger fixed the posts this way or something, and WordPress doesn’t want to bother with it.

Time for new posts!