My Room

Sights and no Sounds of London

Big Ben. Gong!!!! Gong!!! Gong!!!!
Art museum on Trafalgar Square
On the bank of river Thames

Chinatown!!!! Very near to SOHO.

Argh!!! Argos!!!

Is it something with Singaporean students in UK?

I've been to ARGOS 3 times out of the last 4 days!!! All with Singaporeans.

For those who do not know what ARGOS is. Its this store which sell practically everything you need. You go into the store, pick up a catalogue, write what you want on a form, pay for the goods and the stuff comes to you.

Its like the favourite haunt of Singaporean students recently. We see loads of Singaporean students from Imperial loitering around High Kensington Street. Most if not all, will make a trip to ARGOS before going back to their halls.

Is it due to a compulsive need for Singaporeans to better their lives that we keep visiting these shops to try to find things that can make our lives easier? Do we really need all the stuff?

I mean if you need things, by all means go buy it. But going there 3 out of 4 days? A little too much right?

至理名言 1

人生至愚是恶闻己过，人生至恶是善谈人过。

塔格波欧德

Alright, after multiple requests by my good friends (actually 2 only la), I have decided to add a Tagboard to my blog.

So here you go. Say what you guys really want to say. Maybe things that you have wanted to say to me for a long time but hadn't got a chance?

Things like "you are beri hamsome!"...

Here I Am Too

Alright, I splitted this post into 2 because I wanted to change the atmosphere a little.

My trip to the UK, other than a tinge of sadness, has brought me a ton of surprises and new experiences.

First of all, I arrived a few days beforehand, so I went on a tour of London with my parents. Went to all the "touristy" places like Oxford Street, Chinatown, Big Ben, London Eye, etc. It was fun. For the first time, I got a feel of what a CITY should be like.

London is just bursting with life. Everyone doing their own thing. Expressing their thoughts. Its like a dynamic equilbrium. Everything seems to fit so nicely together yet everything is constantly moving. Its like fractals reproducing itself within itself with no apparent pattern but the resulting picture is nothing short of amazing. The arts scene is really developed and varied. There's no esplanades but what goes on inside the theatres are arguably way better.

Next, is my room. It's small.

But pleasant. My window just overlooks a garden across the street. First day in, unpacked all my stuff and thats it.

The Hall activities are great. We got took on a boat party where we cruised along River Thames, local tours and BBQs.

Of course, the most exciting factor is the people. I met people from all over the place. People from the UK, Thailand, Malaysia, Germany, Lithuania, Luxembourg. Funny people with different points of view. Different people with different ways of socialising and interacting.

Last but not least, something that you would see all over the place, BOOZE. My god, these people drink. There's beer all over the place. At the BBQ, on the boat party, in their rooms, etc. It's everywhere. That's not all. Different people have different drinking cultures.

There's too much to take in, too little time to do it, too little blog space, too little energy to write on...

Here I Am

I've been wanting to write this blog entry for days already. Didn't have the chance because I had no internet access.

Everything is impressed on my mind so clearly. I guess I will never be able to forget these few days.

I felt so reluctant to leave behind the family and friends so dear to me. Such a feeling really hit me hard during the last few days before leaving for the UK. It was there and then that I finally realized that I would not be able to see them for a long time.

Everything seems so surreal. Even when I was on the plane. Somehow I just couldn't believe that I had just taken a life changing step. With such ease, such calm. Now, alone in my room listening to Soon's CD(after a shot of Green Label. Haha!!), I think of the people dear to me again.

I will miss all my family members and friends.

Family, of course, is because we are related by blood. We are one unit, not a group. So to leave is somewhat like pulling a part of your body further away from its centre. It hurts. 血农于水，说的一点也没错。

My parents came along to help me settle down. They tried to do as much as possible for me. Carrying my luggage, cleaning up my room, buying rice and groceries and scouting out the best eating places. Sometimes the more they do such things, the more I feel that I owe them too much.

体肢发肤受之父母。百行孝为先。How can I expect them to do anymore for me, especially when I have done nothing for them? Besides I've got to learn to be independent sooner or later. What's the point of taking such care of me?

Of course this is the point of view of an errant son. I have come to realised that to my parents, taking care of me is the most natural thing in the world. So what to do? I reject them, they feel as if they fail in their duties as parents. I take them for granted, I am a 不孝子. The only thing I can do is to take in what they have to give with utmost gratitude and make sure that I repay them as much as possible. (What I owe them, I can never repay fully.)

I guess this is something that many people knows how to say. But you really have to experience it to fully understand. The weight of what you owe them is immense. 恩重如山literally. Of course I don't mean this in a pessimistic way. Sometimes this can be a powerful source of motivation.

Next is friends. Oh god, FRIENDS. What wonderful a wonderful concept of human civilization. We share beautiful moments, fun times, bad experiences; we fall on each other in times of needs and lift each other on our shoulders to reach greater heights.

I will miss ALL my friends. But these are groups I spent much time and shared much with.

The Main Gang
Eugene, Waishan, Kok Ping, Sye Chung, Hong Soon.

All the stupid things. From an idiot BBall CPT to Disipline Mistresses. From "lap sap" bars to bars. From Krystallers to Geraldines. From birthday presents to condoms. From slacking in a pub to puking outside MOS. From driving around for food to driving around at 4 a.m to go home.

We've done it all.

Dance People
Jerry, Hongda, Candy, Seok, Caichang, Zhihao, Zhiwei, Huixiang, Yanying, Eleanor, Shiyin, Huifang, Enlin and who can forget the Huang Su Zheng Laos.

Dance, I must say, has really been life changing. It's one of those things that you do and you know that you would be a totally different person if you hadn't done it. I can easily foresee myself mugging and playing computer games 24/7 if I hadn't danced.

Dance opened up a whole new world for me. And I am glad that I had wonderful people to share this experience with me.

This concludes PART ONE.

Be back after the break...

10 More Days...

10 more days......

Apprehension and anxiety is building up. What to do? What to bring? How will life be like in the UK? How will study in UK affect me? Is it worth it?

Outside Inside Out!!!

I went to LOT 1 for pool today.

So what made this pool session different from the countless others?

This is what happened....

I went to dinner at the food court before pool. All the way from my home to LOT 1, I noticed people looking at me.

So I thought, "Maybe they are looking at me because I beri the hamsome..." Since I sincerely thought so, I felt quite light hearted due to the attention.

I went on with my business. Walking all over LOT 1 like nobody's business. Just before pool, I went to the toilet. As I was peeing, I looked down and realised something.

The logo on my T-shirt looks abit blur. It suddenly hit me that I wore my T-shirt inside out!!!!!!

No wonder all the people are looking at me.....

The embarassment is alright. Imagine the disappointment!

And I really thought that I beri the hamsome.... Haha!!!!!

Don't Call Me Binghao

CALL ME DRIVER!!!!!!!!

Haha!!!! Just got my driver's license yesterday. I can only say that it was with a stroke of luck that I was able to pass my driving test.

Prior to my driving test, I only had 2 sessions of circuit training and another circuit training on the day of the test itself. Not only was I shaky with my circuit skills, the session before the test kinda wore me out.

I almost "buang" my vertical parking also. I turned too early and almost did not make it into the lot.

Luckily, I got an easy test route with a lenient tester.

I was bursting with joy when I saw the tester check the "PASS" box on the test slip. On the way out of BBDC, I found the scene of learners driving around the circuit very amusing. I knew that I am no longer one of them. No more spending money to learn how to drive, no more worrying about the driving test.

I had one shot at the driving test before I left for UK and I NAILED it!!!