Trinity Thrones

The Throne Gundams have made their appearance in Gundam 00! Time for the plot to heat up haha..
Ok on to more mundane stuff. Back to the swing of things in school, bummed my mid sessionals so am spurred to work harder now. Actually finished most of my tutorials, that's why I can blog on a thursday night and not have to rush my criminal seminar.
Am feeling a bit frustrated. Even though all the short term things in my life are more or less still going along fine, it's the long term stuff that is getting me irritated. Stuff like housing for next academic year, planning for the reading week/easter/summer trips, internship during summer back in Singapore, wanting to plan for other miscellaneous weekend trips, all the while balancing my obligations to the various organisations and people around me. Will work it out somehow.
Went trekking in Surrey again with Nick and others, this time I wore combat boots which was great as the ground was very muddy. I reckoned we covered at least 15km. Sadly throughout the trip I was so tired that I just zombie walked through the last parts of it, not talking at all and thus did not really enjoy it. Totally conked out on the train back. Still it was fun, zihao navigated expertly throughout and thanks to ms tan i remembered an old song! A donkey accosted me, we buried clementine peel in the muddy ground, walked through the mist on the hill and fast marched back to the town to get there before it got dark. My feet ended up hurting like hell, must be because haven't wore boots for so long and I only wore 1 pair of not so thick socks.
Barney came to London, and he slept on the floor of my room for 1 night. Was supposed to sleep with me on the bed thanks to mr CCM's suggestion, but thankfully that didn't materialise.
Watched LOTR the musical yesterday. Was good, but couldn't help comparing it to the movie. Anyway, for the amount we paid (10 pounds for front row seats), it was a good deal. Was laughing when the "Orcs" came to scare people sitting along the aisles (ie me) and even qiang-ge ducked instinctively when the shelob prop shot out confetti.
Been searching for old songs a lot nowadays. Somehow old songs just are nicer on the ear. I guess it's because when I listen to such songs I remember feelings or images associated with them. Like if I hear some opening themes of really old SBC channel 8 dramas, I'm reminded of my childhood and these songs were the songs you hummed/sang along to in primary school. Perhaps it's those associations that cause them to make you like the songs more.
Still need to strike that balance.
As a last word, I like to say I like my new mug. :)

Fossil

Now I understand that, knowing that someone likes you for who you are is probably the best feeling one can feel.

Boulevard of Broken Umbrellas

I haven't really been blogging here at all, can't seem to get the motivation to do so. But I think I should, otherwise they'll no record of what I have been doing.
School restarted last week, and I had my mid sessional exams which I bombed big time. Handed up a one page criminal law essay. Not that I didn't expect it, as I took a very unbothered attitude to the papers. At the end of the week, we went for a nice dinner at four seasons Chinatown and went back to alec's and bernice's place for a spot of mahjong and revelry. They even did an impromptu birthday celebration, which I named the cupcake conspiracy.
The next day went to Bath. Got up real early again (0500h) to take a 0630 train from Paddington to Bath. Spent a nice day there, it was nice and sunny although a bit cold and windy (the best type of weather you can get now I guess), the baths were interesting and we went before the tourists came en masse, drank a glass of bath water there, tasted like public swimming pool water after someone had peed into it, checked the quaint town and the very brown river. Also visited twerton park, which is only of interest to Fabian. Also had a nice afternoon tea at the Sally Lunn's house, and of course the company was very good as well. And the good day became even better when I came back and read that Man Utd had thumped hapless newcastle 6-0, giving me 6 early birthday presents.
At 0000 on Monday morning, my room was invaded by my hallmates with a cake without candles (they couldn't find a lighter haha) and they sang happy birthday at my door which prompted a complaint about the noise level. And that was how I spent my 22nd birthday. I received a XL boys Man Utd jersey as a present.
And I am now 22 years old. Frankly, it sounds scary. 21 was when you became a fully fledged adult, but 22 just feels like you have really stepped into the real adult world, no longer having the carte blanche to play anymore. Plus I'm surrounded with many people who are much younger than me, so perhaps I feel it more. Like adrian said, soon we'll be making every effort to forget our birthdays. And another friend said, you grow older before you grow any more mature. Which is kind of true.
Spent my birthday going to school, lessons proper this time, before having a nice dinner and having a barcardi breezer (4% only) as I wanted to feel "young" by drinking an alcoholic beverage that only 17 year old kids starting to discover alcohol would drink.
This term will be yet another crazy one, and I haven't really figured out my easter or summer plans. Must settle these quickly.
Thanks to all those who wished me happy birthday! Of all the presents I got, I like the one I got one month ago the best!

Back for good

As of now, I'm still waiting.
Am still unable to function like a human being.
Am having this strange twisty feeling in my gut in anticipation.
Am unable to do anything meaningful.
Just come back soon.
This is killing me.