Unreality
O Joy of Joys! My internet is back up! :D
For the past three nights, my internet has resolutely refused to work, and I have been mee-sir-abble. No MSN, no blogging, no blog-surfing, no Googletalk. The internet of everyone in the corridor -save for MON! - also stopped working, and it's been the source of plenty o' cussing and swearing (most of which actually was verbally said to a poor Resident Helpdesk guy by the American, but that's another story for another day). But finally, on my last day in Bath, it's suddenly come back. Phew.
It's scary, last days. It truly feels so surreal, that after tomorrow morning I'm leaving for good and never coming back here. Thornbank Gardens has been my social circle, my haven, my source of food, my 'library' (where I mug)... it's been the centre of my Bath universe. (Okay, maybe Sainsbury's will contend for a close second place)
I'm sad. I cannot deny it. As I sprung awake at the very late hour of 3pm, I not only panicked about missing the coffee appointment with both Mon and Isa (then realized Mon was still asleep, and Isa wasn't answering his phone), but I also panicked about my final hours here. How am I going to spend it well?
The exchange students are going out tonight, because Anders is also leaving tomorrow. [Damn, after I leave today, no more Norwegian eye candy! :( :( :( Singapore where goooootttttttt. *whine* ] I'd love to go, but I think I need to go home early, because I still need to pack up my shite - and it's a worrying lot of shite. I hope Isa still holds his offer of helping me to the bus station :S
In other news, my exams are over after my last paper yesterday. Though I do still have a paper to write that's due on January 26th. But whatever. The exam was okay, I think I'll be able to pass... and Mon'll top the class again I bet, despite needing only pass/fail and other exchange students having direct grade transfers. Haha. Talk about 'spoil market' here eh.
Ok, Mon's waiting for me to have tea in the kitchen. I'll blog again later hopefully, before I pack my laptop into my luggage.
Into my luggage. 'Cos I'm leaving. It's the last day. Last 24 hours. GAAAAAHHHH
SHOCKSHOCK HORRORHORROR.
For the past three nights, my internet has resolutely refused to work, and I have been mee-sir-abble. No MSN, no blogging, no blog-surfing, no Googletalk. The internet of everyone in the corridor -save for MON! - also stopped working, and it's been the source of plenty o' cussing and swearing (most of which actually was verbally said to a poor Resident Helpdesk guy by the American, but that's another story for another day). But finally, on my last day in Bath, it's suddenly come back. Phew.
It's scary, last days. It truly feels so surreal, that after tomorrow morning I'm leaving for good and never coming back here. Thornbank Gardens has been my social circle, my haven, my source of food, my 'library' (where I mug)... it's been the centre of my Bath universe. (Okay, maybe Sainsbury's will contend for a close second place)
I'm sad. I cannot deny it. As I sprung awake at the very late hour of 3pm, I not only panicked about missing the coffee appointment with both Mon and Isa (then realized Mon was still asleep, and Isa wasn't answering his phone), but I also panicked about my final hours here. How am I going to spend it well?
The exchange students are going out tonight, because Anders is also leaving tomorrow. [Damn, after I leave today, no more Norwegian eye candy! :( :( :( Singapore where goooootttttttt. *whine* ] I'd love to go, but I think I need to go home early, because I still need to pack up my shite - and it's a worrying lot of shite. I hope Isa still holds his offer of helping me to the bus station :S
In other news, my exams are over after my last paper yesterday. Though I do still have a paper to write that's due on January 26th. But whatever. The exam was okay, I think I'll be able to pass... and Mon'll top the class again I bet, despite needing only pass/fail and other exchange students having direct grade transfers. Haha. Talk about 'spoil market' here eh.
Ok, Mon's waiting for me to have tea in the kitchen. I'll blog again later hopefully, before I pack my laptop into my luggage.
Into my luggage. 'Cos I'm leaving. It's the last day. Last 24 hours. GAAAAAHHHH
SHOCKSHOCK HORRORHORROR.
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