East meets Jedi-ism?

Lea as a Japanese Doll. Like the look or are you screaming 'take it away'?

The Misty Isle

This is the third day I've been staying with Dave now and he hasn't kicked me out yet so I figure I must be doing something right. :p Starting at the airport, I arrived to London City just in time to watch my plane take off without me. Now I really have seen and done it all. *rolls the eyes* It wasn't a great start but I cheered myself up again by going to Toni & Guy's for a quick salon treat. Even managed to crack a smile after that.

Dave picked me up at the airport in bright yellow - I almost needed to put on my sunglasses. So I ask if he's been waiting long and he groans about the hours he's been waiting there only for me to find that he lives two meters down the road. What a liar! His house is gorgeous nonetheless. It's so big I think I get lost in here every once in a while. City syndrome makes me very unused to big houses and in the country, I've even got my own lounge. It's great. :)

The Isle is really not as small as they've been worrying me about. There isn't much to do and the main shopping street is scarily short but on the plus side, it's a great place for lots of R&R. A lot of it is spent in the car sightseeing. According to Dave, there's not much to do here but drinkn and unfortunately, that's not one of my hobbies. In fact, I've already been called a wuss at least a million times for not going to the pub last night. As for that pub, do NOT get me started. It's Dave's favorite local haunt and well, it's filled of loyal customers averaging on the age of a hundred and fifty. No kidding. Quaint but not my thing. Problem is, I think we're going back there again tonight. *looks rather resigned*

All in all, I can't complain. He's been a great host and his parents are lovely. The banter that goes round (much of it aimed at poor Dave) the dinner table is highly amusing. Not to mention the little bits of information his mom imparts to me when he's not there... The word 'wimpy' comes to mind... :p He gives as good as he gets though so I'm not worried about my lack of sympathy. I think the part that I'm enjoying the most is when I make comments he doesn't have comebacks to so his replies come in strange noises. I think they're meant to be unimpressive but I'm finding them slightly amusing. Oh, and apparently, I give piercing looks. What lies!

Hazy memories

Han and I were driving home one night from Spy's (seems like we've been spending loads of time there) and the empty streets and quiet surroundings reminded me of the days in HK where I'd spend a lot of time looking out of car or bus windows just waiting to be taken home with each passing street light. Many of them were just before midnight as I caught the last bus to make sure I didn't have to spend 5 times more on a cab. Yeah... Those were the days.

At Spy's now actually. Same old, same old. I had a lot of laughs and the usual amazing time as always but being here with everyone also made me a little sad. It kind of dawned on me that I'm leaving in a month's time. I can't imagine where the next stretch of road in my life will take me nor do I know where I'll end up in the foreseeable future. In the end, I suppose everyone has got to move on from their comfort zone and into the real world of work. As the old cliche goes - time waits for no one - so here I am, ready to be on my way. Part of me leaves with heavy heart for I will always miss these days where nothing else mattered except the silly banter and the amount of weed being passed around. :p Yet part of me is ready to go and make a world of my own. It's time to grow up and truth be told, I've no regrets. Tam, Deeps, Han and even Spy, it may not mean much to you but thank you.

Thank you for being my friends.

A Lil Thinkin'

So my parents are here to see me graduate and to check out my game plan for the future. Yeah... I have no game plan. None which is solid anyway. My best friends are all asking me to stand up for myself. To tell my parents: Right, I did the degree you wanted me to do. That's it. Here on, I start doing what I wanna do. Sigh... If only it were so easy. Thing is, I don't feel like I've accomplished anything. My grades were practically appalling. No one has said it out loud but the feeling is there. My parents have been so far supportive on the topside but who knows what's beneath the surfacial perspectives? Could be harsh going. None more harsh than my own because I know I could have done so much better. That just really bites.

Anyway, enough whinning. T does enough of that for half the people I know. No offense honey but I'd already said it to you. :p So, my aunt is here tomorrow. I'm picking her up from the airport. I can't wait. It has been a very long time since I have seen her. We used to meet up at least twice a week in the good ol' days. ;)

Game plan: stay abreast of stuff. Get a job. Otherwise, get my sorry ass deported back to HK to get a job. Either way, I still need that job!

Funny thing is, most of my friends from uni that I've known for three years have all sort of disintegrated and moved on to doing their own things. I've always been able to pick up and leave easily so I've no problems but this time what throws me is that I have no home to return to. The country my mother lives in only accepts me on a two week visa. There are no job opportunities where my dad lives and HK is devoid of family excluding my aunt and my lil bro. It's kinda sad. I think in a way, we all dream of the good ol' days and how good it used to be once upon a time...