Today, 14th February, which coincidentally is Valentine's day, is the day that I sat down and look back at the wonderful experiences I have had in the past months. The bit about having to leave Singapore still tingled in my mind. It was so hard to leave a place I had come to know as my home. I know that a piece of me would always stays in Singapore. The friends that I made, the opportunities that I've got, they will be imprinted in my hearts for ever.
Now moving on to the O levels results. It was really, really disappointing. I put in so much effort but eventually, the end product is not that satisfying. The part which makes me crumpled is the 5 A2s. And I wonder who else would understand? I know that I've attained 6 distinctions and I don't deny that it is quite decent. However, I felt that it wasn't enough. I was this close to achieving my dream grade and somehow I woke up in the middle of that dream. Do you know how painful that it when you plant something with so much dedication, water it every day, try so hard to see it grows and all of the sudden, it dies, sinking to the ground? Looking at my results feels like looking at a plant which is devoid of life. That aside, I've moved on. It's been a month since the release of the results and there's nothing else I can do about it. I just have to make sure I do better in A levels.
The previous paragraph was depressing huh? Now, let's come to the part filled with laughters and fun! I AM IN ENGLAND!!! WOOHOO! It's a dream come true. I've just realised that I've been out every single weekends since I arrived here~ I've been to London twice, once with O, his parents, Amp and Train. It was on Saturday the 15th of January. We visited the Big Ben, overseen the famous House of Parliament, walked along the London Bridge, soaked up the atmosphere at Tate Modern, seen the breath-taking architecture of St Paul's cathedral and ended the night with dinner at Chinatown. It was such a memorable experience.
Another trip there was more recent. It was actually last Friday. As per usual, there was only us, the three musketeers, Amp, Train and I! We jumped on the coach bound for London the minute our classes ended at 4.30. In comparison with the train, the coach took about twice as long to get from Oxford to London (about 2 hours). Seeing as we have booked tickets for Lion King the Musical at 7.30pm, we were starting to feel agitated when the clock struck 7. It was fortunate that we finally found our way to the Lyceum theater by 7.20pm. (After running like we are on the national team, of course) The musical itself was superb, extremely compelling and the musical as a whole is so powerful. The casts, the songs, the backdrops. Everything was simply amazing! 74 pounds suddenly seems reasonable. (though I wouldn't mind a cheaper ticket with the same seating area >_<
After the musical, we headed to the Youth Hostel that we've booked online. After alighting at Earl's court underground station, we were on the 'pursuit' mode for our accommodation. It was quite lovely with acceptable bed and hot shower. It was centrally located and for the price of 22 pounds, it wasn't that bad. The only thing is that, with Train with us, Amp and I had to share the bed. Train, who made a last minute decision to accompany us on our London trip, got a bed all to himself. We were starving by that time (It was midnight!) and therefore chose to eat at KFC, which is one of the places that hadn't closed yet. We went back to the hostel at 1am and by 2am, we gave in to the physical exhaustion and fell into deep sleep.
I was the first one up in the morning at 7am, all thanks to the morning sun which shone brightly into our room. It was hard to come to terms with but yes, it was actually SUNNY in London that day. We went to Westfield mall to collect the things my Mom sent to me via my Dad's friend and then walked to the nearby restaurant to have our brunch. A first glance at the menu revealed 'Fish and chips' as one of the options and so, that was what I had ordered, a decision I soon regretted. It was the WORST Fish and chips I had ever had! The fishy smell was so strong, it was so hard to swallow it. I gave up after I was done with half of it. You just have to be careful which food you choose at which restaurant. Fish and chips is definitely not the best dish there.
Afterwards, we headed to British museum and had a lovely walk through the park at Russell square. Sunny weather made the park looked all the more beautiful and something inside me stirred; right there, I fell in love with England all over again.
I think I'm rambling here. I need to get off the computer and start getting other things done. So until next time, wait for another adventure of my friends and I in this strange but delightful country of England! Bye!
xoxo, Pinkiiz Phet 14 Feb 2011 <3 div="">