seasame street

they sing together!


i love her.

but the best:

'doughnuts with a bite out of it looks like C but it doesnt taste as good!
a moon sometimes look lk C but you cant eat that, so...
C is for cookie, and thats good enough for me!'

haha and so i spent the whole afternoon looking at such videos. why cant i just spend life singing, counting and saying the alphabet too!

i adore neil patrick harris

watch the youtube video here!

if you watch 'how i met your mother', or even harold and kumar you will understand why im so thrilled to find him as a fairy. on seasame street. singing about shoes! i do think he's hilarious.

and i so miss seasame street why dont brit kids watch it!?

goodbye backaches

and hello new bed. (lets hope ikea is good). all hail to good night's sleep and sweet dreams.

i have one more year here i dontttt think i should break the new bed. i dont think so. i really hope not.

;)

insomnia

i was tossing and turning and i can hear all the cars driving past outside my house so i decided to give up trying to sleep. okay i shopped on asos, which makes me very guilty but hey i have insomnia! (yes i do need every excuse to shop).

i was surfing for wellington boots and i just saw the most gorgeous pair, (joules, this polka dotted one) but i shall reserve that until i do get a job- another incentive for me to get one real soon- and also for lse to give me my timetable real soon.

i have a half-eaten mooncake on my desk, and a two month-old cereal (which still tastes okay; after eating expired food for 11 weeks in poland i think food as long as its not mouldy or showing obvious signs of decay is fine).

i have not used the skipping rope; nor have i actually woken up early enough to run. i did try to do the yoga poses that the therapist taught us in poland though.

i have been getting backaches ever since i got back, and i seriously think its my unspringy mattress that is giving me the aches. i have half a mind to change it, which i think i will, even though im only going to sleep on it for a year at the most. and btw, another plank on my lousy bed broke again. so not my fault i dont think i gained that much weight...

i have to say, old drama serials do rock. 双天至尊 is such a classic, i can hear my mum screaming in the background 'how can like that one!' 'that doesnt make sense lor!' 'eh i can be the director already'. but its nice seeing singapore, and hearing cheesy chinese lines, and seeing how li nan xing got uglier from his younger self, quite unfortunately. he was quite good looking i dare say. that young, skinny, tanned heroic image which then turned into a shabby goatee slightly out of shape manly self.

life is brutal.

in londoness

so im back in london, and it sure feels strange to be back. it was a hasty departure at the centre even though we knew we would be leaving that day; it was just that the therapist only gave us ten minutes to say goodbyes and pack everything up. of course we took more than ten minutes, but still it felt too short for the 11 weeks of staying together and doing everything together. all the way back to london i felt something missing , and even when i got off at kings cross and i saw the familiar red bricks of the station, i marvelled at the beauty; yet i still did not feel a sense of belonging. london will and forever will be, simply a place that i studied at for three years, and not a place i make my home. that i am ever more certain of.

life at the centre was difficult to say what it was, since i had a good time making merry (as shimmie puts it) with the people there; yet at the same time i struggled against thinking too much about what i am actually doing there. the experience of staying at a halfway house will stay special to me, im sure, as will the friends i make there. there are certain moments at the centre where i felt so inadequate for not being able to do more, but then again there are some moments which i can remember very clearly; moments which i will make sure i remember to remind myself of the relationships i had formed. a guy's confession of insecurity of not having 'anyone in the world for him'; a guy choking up because of a reminder of the countdown to his beloved's visit back to poland; dreams of migrating to other countries, in search for a better life; random hugs; a pink fish eraser. ;)

there were a few moments in the centre where i felt overwhelming emotions- i think its something about the regimental schedule and strictness of the place that makes you want to embrace anything that is in touch with the sentimental side. it was this guy's 18th birthday (which to them is like a 21st) and his family came down and he felt so emotional the whole time he was crying. then we were talking (cos everyone else was working) and he told me that he loves his family alot and he started crying. and i did, too. abit. ;)

as i told eugenia, my life is really too comfortable!

on arrival back to london shimmie and i had woojung, which was too spicy for me. today i spent the whole day unpacking and cleaning up anything and everything in sight. and only first day back in london and im back to my usual diet- noodles, chicken and cherry tomatoes with soy sauce and chilli oil. (i was going to add a smiley but now im not so sure if its something to be smiling about).

im not so sure when school is starting; damn im not so sure i want to find out :) im going to start watching 双天至尊!