MooPig & The Babe

I've never celebrated Halloween all my life. To me, 31st October is just another day. On my diary this year, the only note I left on the column for 31st October was: Hand in AC430 and pick up AC430 in A385. There are a few characters in Katagana printed on the bottom of the column but I can't read. Most probably it reads Halloween. Well, the only memorable Halloween was last year- not because I celebrated it but...

Last year around this time, I was up in the attic, surfing the internet, as usual. Suddenly, I heard a loud bang on the door. *Bang! Bang! Bang!* I was thinking which drunkard came banging on the door at such an odd hour. [Some how, the mabuk people liked to gather on the street in front of the place I used to live after the pubs closed] I was about to run down the stairs when I heard Yang opening the door. Then I heard some guys shouting but couldn't figure out what there were shouting about so I shouted 'Yang, if they're those drunkards just tell them to fuck off and shut the door!'

The 2 guys, dressed in some odd costumes, shouted again- Treats or tricks? Treats of trick?

Yang was like a headless chicken. She went banging on one of the housemates' door asking for sweets. It turned out, the two guys are our friends(!) and they came to ask for treats. Yes, you heard me right- instead of giving us treats, they asked for treats. *rolls eyes*

They took some sweeties and left. O_o

And I felt so guilty for being so rude.

What am I doing this Halloweeen then?

No celebrations. No clubbing. No pub crawls. No gatherings.

Instead, here I am, sitting on my dining/study table, preparing for my Accounting tutorial. How exciting!

Great. I'm turning into an account-nut soon!

P/S: I didn't see any pumpkins in the local supermarkets this year!

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Last weekend, I decided to stop spending £18.40 a week on travel card. Instead of taking tube to school, I decided to walk. At this stage, I'm pretty hopeless at taking buses.

And so, I started walking on Monday. After checking out the directions on Streetmap.co.uk, I followed the directions and walked. To be on the safe side, I left home 2 hours early- Yes, I'm that paranoid. I must say I'm pretty impressed with myself. It took about 40 minutes to reach school. I made a mistake but realised it very quickly. :) It was very refreshing to walk on a warm autumn day.

Since then, I've been walking to school. By Tuesday, it took 35 minutes and by Wednesday, I managed within 30 minutes! I don't think it'll be less than that unless I run to school. ;) I take it as a form of exercise and walking to school is also a good way to check out nice cars on the street. I was never a big fan of luxury cars until I got my car this Easter. Since then, I've been ooh-ing and ahh-ing over Ferraris, BMW Z3, Porsches, Bentleys and of course, my favourite Mazda MX5. Seeing a Mazda MX5 on the street never fails to put a smile on my face. I'm serious! :) When I see my classmates, I always tell them 'Hey, I saw a Ferrari this morning you know. The number plate is XXXXX.' Big deal! :P

I walk pass the British museum on the way to school. I see crowds and tourist buses during the day. I see lots of Korean and Japanese tourists shopping in Bloomsbury.I walk pass Russell Square and I always wished I could have lunch or just simply go for a walk in the Square. I'm always on a hurry to and from school. I better do that before the weather is too cold.

Walking to school is definitely one of the best choices I've made since coming to London. Gotta enjoy that before it's too cold to walk!

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1.27am and I'm still awake. I'm addicted to Coldplay's Fix You and Kelly Clarkson's Breakaway. I'm tired but I don't feel like sleeping. Perhaps it's the Friday night thingie which makes me wanna stay up till real late cos tomorrow's weekend.

So I've moved into this new place for a week. After a week, I still don't know who my neighbours are. Sad, right? I do like it here. It's an experience staying in a studio. I call it a mini Ikea showroom. Almost everything is from Ikea, from the sofa bed to the wardrobe to the pots and pans. For the first time in my life, I get to sleep on a double bed all by myself. :)

School is going on pretty well. Loads of readings to do. I mean loads. Reading at least 3 journals a week is a pain in the neck. That's for a subject only. Sometimes, I wish I took a few years out to work then come back and study Masters. I think I'll appreciate the course better. Like now, I'm learning the theory. Lots of things are assumed. Is it the same when it comes to working? Most of my classmates have working experience. When they asked questions, I couldn't even understand sometimes. No, it's not because of their accents. The way they think is so different. They link the theory to their job. Me? What do I know apart from what I read from books and journals and the Wall Street Journal Europe? I feel so intimidated at times. Oh well... I can't possibly stop the course now and find a job can I?

I thought the digital TV wasn't working and was about to write an email to the landlord's agent. Then I decided to do one last check. I switched it off and turned it on again. Checked the remote controller. Nothing wrong. Then I thought about batteries. And I was right! The controller was battery-less! :D Dumbo! Gotta remind myself to get a couple of AAA batteries tomorrow.

Plans for tomorrow? Might meet up with a friend for dinner. No concrete plans yet. I think I need new clothes. Hmm.. Perhaps I should take a walk on Oxford Street/Regent Street/Bond Street. Shopping alone is something I enjoy. :) Or I might even lock myself in the shoebox all day long. I'm so capable of that. If I'm ever in that part of London then I might drop by Leicester Square for the bloggers' meet. Shy-lah meeting strangers

Kelly Clarkson's Breakaway has been playing since 9 something pm. It's starting to annoy me already.

Almost 2am. I think I should go to bed.

Oh, but before that, a picture of our Oscars (refer to previous post)


P/S: I just found out that the pic is too big but i'm so lazy to reize it. Sorry!

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I used to keep a few Gappy when I was in college but they died after a few months. I used to put them in a mineral water bottle and brought them with me on the aeroplane when I travelled to and from college. I never managed to keep them alive throughout the term. Eventually I gave up and never reared fish.

My brother is very different from me. He loves fish. He has a pond of Gappy and a couple of Oscars. He takes care of Mommy's gold fish and only cleans the aquarium when the water turns green- and he does that reluctantly. He's that selfish! :P Mommy had to beg (not literally) a few times just to get him to clean that darn aquarium.

I guess Brother didn't have the determination when he was younger. We used to buy fish for him and he cleaned the aquariums diligently for the first few weeks (or months). After school, he went to see his fish before entering the house. But after some time, he just ignored them and only fed them and cleaned them when he felt like it.

One day, he told me he wanted to keep Oscars. I said no and told him the reasons. He made a promise that he would take care of the fish well. I never seen him that persistant before. Day after day, begged me to get him the Oscars. I got him a couple after that but I struck a deal with him- If the fish ever die because he's lazy to clean them or feed them, he'll never get to rear fish anymore.

I never went near the Oscars because he fed them maggots. I get goosebumps when I hear the word. Yes, I am extremely afraid of worms.

After a few months, I forgotten about the deal. I even forgotten I bought him the fish, until he mentioned it one day. He told me- Sis, it's our fish. I promised you and I will keep my promise, They are still alive. I was so touched when he said that.

This summer when I was home, Brother showed me our fish. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw them. When they first came home, they were so tiny. Now, they're bigger than my palm! (pics will be up soon) Since Brother never feeds them maggots anymore, I fed them with dead flies and raw meat when I was home.

I haven't seen them for about a month now and I don't know when I'll see them again... And I miss them!

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I guess life is getting better now. :)

I'm adapting pretty well. At least, I don't complain about how horrible the water tastes like anymore.

House hunting is officially over- I finally signed the contract and paid the deposits yesterday. What a relief! I found a place pretty near the school- about 20 mins by foot if I'm not wrong. I have yet to walk to school but I was told it's about 20 mins walk. My shoebox, as my friend calls it, is really small. All it contains is a toilet, kitchen and a double sofa bed, wardrobe, table, shelve and TV+satelite. And the rent I'm paying- don't ask!

So yeah.. I'm happy at the moment. :)

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It's been about 2 weeks. I'm sad to say I that I don't enjoy London at all despite everyone telling me how exciting London is. Well, London is a nice place for holiday but staying in Central London is something I have yet to enjoy.

I hate getting up at 7.30am for a 10am class. I hate it when I have to leave home 1.5 hours earlier. I hate my at least 40 minutes tube journey to school. I hate seeing Tesco Metro/Tesco Express or Sainsbury's Central and that sort. I hate how water taste like in London. I hate the crowd.

Everything is so messed up now. I feel very depressed sometimes. The workload I have is not helping. Sometimes, I wish I can just sit down and cry out loud. It won't help me to solve my problems but I know I will feel a lot more better.

I always tell myself I have yet to get used to the life here. All I need is time to get used to how life is and I will feel much better. After all, I've lived in the kampung all my life. Moving to London from a small village is like a country mouse moving to the city.

I'll always remember how life was in North Wales. I'll always remember how sweet water taste like. I'll always remember how near my uni from house was. I'll always remember how big Tesco and Morrisons are. I will always remember how quiet and peaceful it was.

I'm sure I can overcome this hurdle. I made a promise yesterday. I promised you that I will be strong and I will.

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