First month

WOW!! I survived the first month without a serious wound in UK!!! faster congrats me!! and guess how we celebrated it....we had TOMYAM!!! obviously we bought the paste larr...duh...like i know how to make the paste....and the paste cost less than one pound...haha!! not too bad....

Many more months to come...hopefully it will pass without any serious problem, sickness, wounds....PRAY FOR ME!! owh~ I realise cold water can really burn cuz I really did get burn...when I learn that in first aid, I thought it was juz crap.....

Continue to leave footprints in UK

Yeah, I left my footprints in Bicester last Sunday....well, Bicester is half and hour bus ride from Oxford and there's this village that house the most luxarious brands that I can ever imagine...there are some that I dun even know they exists....

So, last Sunday we took a train to Bicester North that cost 10.55 pounds and it was an hour train ride...reaching the train station, we walked about 15 minutes just to get to the village...finally, after a shivering walk...we arrived at Bicester Village, the outlet shopping....the village house the most luxarious brands that I can ever imagine, Dior, Gucci, Ralph Lauren, DKNY, D&G, CK, Burberry, Cerruti, Celine, Guess, Tod's, Hugo Boss, Tommy Hilfiger, Paul Smith and etc...I can't remember all the shops that I went in...and there are some that I dun even know they exists like Ted Baker and they cost a BOM just for one piece of polo tee...haha!! so dumb....I dun even go into any of the shops mention above back in Malaysia such as Ralph Lauren, which is at the Ground floor of 1U...everytime I passed by the shop, I would just either stare at the expensive polo tee, or just assume that the lot is empty....but on Sunday, I went into all the luxarious shops in just ONE day!!!

There were a lot of Chinese, Indonesian and a few Malaysian, which I think they are Datuks or sth shopping around there....of course, there are the locals....and surprisingly, there were a lot of students as well...imagine all the china students are so rich...Some of the stuff there are really cheap, like a Ralph Lauren polo tee, for that colour and that size, it only cost 15 pounds....or other colour, it cost about 30 to 40 pounds....well, being a person who dun go into this kind of shops, I was told that it was cheap because in Malaysia, it will cost almost RM 400 just for the same polo tee...or a Tommy Hilfiger jeans for 30 pounds and polo tee for 20 pounds, Hugo Boss polo tee for 20 pounds, Burberry t-shirt for 20 pounds and etc...does it sound cheap? tell me about it....

If u were wondering wheather I bought sth out of that so HIGH-CLASS place...yeah, I bought one Musto long sleeve shirt, that cost 30 pounds...In my WHOLE life, I never bought a shirt that expensive...yeah, tell me bout it...the most expensive that I ever had was Renoma, and that cost like RM55....that's max...now, it seems like Renoma is just some ordinary brand, like Forest...haha!! that's why even Hugo Boss polo tee was just 20 pounds, I also reluctant to buy....the long sleeve shirt was just because it was bit thicker than normal shirt and it will be my uniform for winter....owh, their food there also very the high-class...they have this sausage roll of only 15cm, and it cost like 2.45 pounds!! but it was AWESOME!! it's just too GOOD to resist...haha!!

If I am as rich as Brenda, I would probably buy like her...haha!! sorry mate.....cheerz!! but going there was an experience, never in my life that place like this actually exists...and the trip actually opens my eye to luxarious brands, and also brands that I never knew they were in market....really did had a great day!! Sam announcing: I AM OFFICIALLY BROKE!! and now I think I need to eat grass for the coming month.....haha!!!

Awakening...

3 weeks into UK, I have already passed up 2 assignments....great right? and another one is coming up...Gosh!! can anyone tell me wheather the situation is going to be worst or? Today I finish class at 10 am...and guess wat...we have no tv here....and going down town once is like 1.15 pounds deducted from our pocket....so in the end, we juz decided to stay back....after class, went to pass up my assignment, and then we went to saintsburry....well, it's basically a supermarket...imagine, when we are free and nth to do...all we go is some supermarket to buy nth but grocerries...how sad is that? while walking there today....me and brenda were talking bout wat we were doing if we finish class early in Malaysia....and i was like, hmm...if today finish at 10am, i will be heading down to klang for a nice seafood porridge, and then go home...watch a nice movie from astro....and then go 1U or bawang merah for tea.....wah!! so nice right? but sadly, we are currently in UK...gosh!! it's so pathetic.....i actually finished two books within these 3 weeks....it's the lost symbol and the time traveller's wife.....that's how bored i am....well, i am not complaining....after this when all the assignments started to come flooding in, i know there's no turning back till the next summer.....so, crossing fingers....

i was talking to my housemate juz now...and she's currently taking language as her degree....spanish and chinese...well, i realise there are quite a lot of ppl here taking languages, english literature, and all those weird subject that no one will take from malaysia...subjects that are "cold" in malaysia....probably i grow up in a family that thought there were no other professionals besides engineers, doctors, pharmasist, lawyer and wat not....there's not a chance i will considered philosophy or socialogy as a degree previously....but somehow now, my eyes are opened to accept that there are actually such courses around....and start to have some interest in it....haha!! imagine sam studying philosophy? unbelievable.....

well, it's been 3 weeks since the day i board the plane and came to this far far away land....i was so lost at first, missng home with every single breathe that i take....right Louis? haha!!! the first few days, whenever i saw my mum's mail or talking to her on msn or whoever that talk to me from back home....sure become very emotional...owh man~ really wanted to go home so much!!! but then, there's this day...someone told me this: saying hello and goodbye is a norm of life....we do say hello and goodbye all the time...wat's important is not bout meeting new ppl and then say goodbye to them and totally put them at the back of our head, but it's the experience and wat we been through together forms the essence between these two phase....

when i heard this, i cried...that's exactly the thing that i needed the most in this unfamiliar land at the lowest point of my life....and that's the last time i cried missing home i think....before this sentence, i always think that: ok....this is it....i am gonna go through this 42 weeks...pack my bag and go home...that's it....i dun care who am i going to meet, i dun bother watever that's gonna happen here because i juz wan to go home....i dun mind if i dun meet any new friends, i am juz going to live in my little protective shell for the next 42 weeks....cuz if i make friends now, when the time comes for me to go back, i have to say goodbye all over again...and tears will come all over again....so to avoid this, i will juz trampled on each day like a zombi.....

haha!! but this doesn't work in the end...cuz i have better plans now....somehow, this hits me: God send me all the way here...made everything possible for me where i have parents that can afford to send me here for studies, passed all my exams when i thought i was going to fail and manage to get a place to study here....i can't waste every single chance that He gave me by juz skipping through my days here...there's sure sth for me to achieve by the time it's for me to go home....be it making new, stronger friendship, touching someone's life, travel the whole Europe...it doesn't matter, as long as i am not wasting any minute of it...I never realise this soft part of me exist..seriously...haha!! i thought i was strong but never knew i was so weak inside....

I am a much better person now...ready to face the next 39 weeks as a fresh new person, with much hope and excitement.....i hope those who are in the same shoes as me, no matter which part of earth are u in, stay strong.....light will come after darkness, there's no way we can be on the wrong side of the road forever.....

Mid-Autumn Festival

Well, this is my first time not celebrating mid-autumn festival back at home...Somehow, to me, this festival has never had a great importance to me till today....mid-autumn festival is about sititng down with family members and friends starring at the moon, having a cup of nice chinese tea with the companion of mooncake and latern....now, at this moment, i only have a nice cup of chinese tea....mooncake here is 3.2 pounds one when i can get for RM 3.20 back at home...and i dun see anywhere selling lanterns....but, the good thing is we have the moon...so, i spent my mid-autumn festival with the vacuum cleaner and antibacterial vipes.....that's all i can do to fill my "festival"....

Today's weather is colder than usual and this is an indication that winter is drawing near....it's the first time i saw rain in birmingham...and it's quite heavy...I went to Ikea again with Brenda today (but we forgot her hangers)...it was so windy and the wind comes from all direction u can imagine...one second it's blowing from front...the other second it's coming from the back....next moment it comes from 45 degrees....it's totally crazy...especially when the wind comes from the front, it reminds me of the movie Happy Feet when the Papa penguin was looking after the egg....when the wind blow and how their heads was way in front than the rest of the body...yeah, that was exactly our posture....haha!! really like penguin.....

After coming to UK, i realise this....no matter how strong u r....how independent u r...when u reach a whole new environment and place, u will long for home..that's exactly how i feel....i thought i was strong...but then i never knew i was week deep inside (someone share the same experience as me...my best friend)....since i came here, i was so full of emotions and the feeling of going home is so strong.....however, i am coming out with it quite well....not as bad as the first day when i arrived (overeall it wasn't that bad larr)....seriously, there's no where else better than home....although u get good money working abroad, u juz don't belong to that place...it's like we are out of place...sth's juz not right....somehow, come and go is a norm of life....we can never stay at the same spot all the time....we have to accept it...but no matter where we go, when we are tired of everything, there's still a place call home....

To those ppl who asked me wheather i will miss home after i come to the UK....i can answer u now...it's YES!! and i miss home so much...still got 40 more weeks...i know i can do it....Oh God, guide me through this....give me strength to go on even though it seems unclear how i am going to go through this....but i know You will always be there for me and lead me through the darkness...i know there's a reason You brought me here, therefore let me finish my mission here and bring me home...."Habislah gelap, terbitlah terang"....i know this is true.......