Sunday, June 12, 2011

11 deg C

It's freaking cold. I'd forgotten what British summer would be like and had underpacked. All I brought were shorts, sleeveless tees and not enough jackets!

Note to self, next trip to the UK I must pack:
- Raincoat
- waterproof shoes
- socks
- more jackets!
- warm shirts with sleeves!

It'd rain all day. Heavy rain by UK standards and the wind!!!! Oh shit. So cold. Am layering everything I've got to keep warm. Summer?







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Location:West Way,North Hinksey,United Kingdom

Oslo Lufthavn

Just got to Oslo at the airport that Annie had asked me to fly to - Gardermoen. I've been travelling for 21 hours now. Feeling like I might just crash any moment.

The air view coming in was quite something. There were a number of small Marinas along the tiny islands and toward inland there were lots of tall coniferous trees. The air is so crisp, oh to have a maximum temp of 23 deg or something. Something only we can dream of. ;)

The houses all have that pointy roof, like what kids would draw of the houses and amidst rolling fields. Typical of the Scandinavian type architecture People here should count themselves ever so lucky.

Not many Asian faces around so that's kinda nice for a change. But who knows, will see loads if Chinese nationals in central Oslo?



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But you can't have it

I remember when I was in Bath and how I didn't want to go back to Singapore. And because I had no choice, I had no job and low on money, I had to.

And suddenly with crazy busy jobs, I'd lost that eager yearning and hunger to work and live abroad.

"Staying in Singapore could be good," I tell myself that now. But just two days into Europe, all that has changed. I feel that painful urge and longing to be in the UK. Again.

Just the entire weather, culture, people, architecture and way of life that makes me feel "I so wanna be here!!"

Just walking through some forested path in Oslo today and I was just envious and upset that I can't ever be in a place like that. I mean there are people who marry up, be housewives and stay home in places in the UK. Why can't I achieve that? A sense of failure kinda set in. I can't even get someone to like me enough to wanna be with me for a more than two years, what hope did I have to get someone who will take care and love me for the rest of my life? Is my life destined to be one that's always so busy, strapped broke and single? Yeah of cos this on the fact that I wouldn't be able to
achieve anything on my own.

With me getting old so fast, it seems so. And I just don't know what I will do in future when I've no more rascals when they grow
up, or my parents? Friends will find their partners. I'll just be in Singapore, working crazy 60 hrs a week and forgotten a dream that I long so much once.


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Location:Oslo, Norway

Friday, June 03, 2011

Back after 4 years


On board BA for a long haul flight back to the UK. It's been four years too long. And strangely I feel a bit too asianified cos feeling a bit strange to see Angmo stewardesses. Hahaha. Been a manic week and the reality that I'm off for a two week holiday hasn't quite sunk in. Going to LHR and transit to Oslo to see Annie. I've missed her! It'll be great fun. Will attempt to document my trip as much as possible.

Now in a really spacious row on plane. Am happy.









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