♥ Little Miss Rockstar ♥

Sunday, September 21, 2008

♥ i found PEACE ♥

peace; only for the weekends! THREE flatmates GONE (back to their home)! :)
apart from that, life here is really BORING.
it's the weekends for heaven's sake! and i'm sitting here blogging! pfft.
if you didn't already know, Preston is an uberly small town.
most places are walking distance, from 5 - 15 minutes.
therefore, yours truly will soon have sexy-er legs. LOLS.

apart from NS, this is my first time staying ALONE with random strangers.
it's indeed NOT easy. it's not easy to communicate with my flatmates.
it's not easy to cook in the kitchen because we're sharing it.
thank god for the en-suite! at least i have my own bathroom that i need not to share!
the hardest thing about staying together is being woken up at 4 a.m. by door slammings! WTF!
and the other flats are HORRIBLE! they blast music till 3 a.m. during the weekends. there goes my sleep! :(

it has only been TWO weeks since i left HOME.
but it felt like two MONTHS! and yet, i couldn't find the right moment to blog.
so i guess NOW, is the time, since i have PEACE and NOTHING else to do.
i shall start from the moment i left HOME. off i went to KLIA on a saturday evening.
the only people who sent me off were my family, KinkyBunny, and AaronTheBoss.
and i did not snap much pictures because i did not have the mood to.

for a small girl like me, coming here was not easy.
i had a huge luggage, a cabin size luggage, a bag, a laptop bag, and a big handbag.
my check-in luggage was overweight by 5kg, while my cabin luggage was overweight by 4kg.
checking-in an overweight luggage cost rm150+ per kg. as for cabin luggage, they couldn't give two shits.
BUT i was really LUCKY because i got away with extra payment for the overweight luggage.
that's right! 5kg FREE for ME! thanks to the very nice malay lady! tee hee. :)

great start with the check-in luggage there. :) moving on.
i sat my bum down at McDs for an hour and camwhored, before i had to leave.
after a potty break, i realised that time was up. i did not even have time for a group pica.
i gave everyone a hug, and there i went, dragging my oversized cabin luggage down the escalator.
i waved goodbye. i was upset, of course, but surprise surprise, NO TEARS!
i walked straight, and i did not bother looking back, knowing that i'm already on my own.

fast forward. as i went into the plane, i found myself placed beside a couple.
the couple, was a VERY loving couple; they did many many lovey dovey couple-y things! :(
thinking to myself, 6 hours in the plane, flying away from home and KinkyBunny.
and i had to sit beside such a loving couple! how sad can it get? sigh.
i felt so lonely and upset, and at the same time, i was trying to stay strong and not cry.
so i put on my headphone, and spent the next few hours watching movies and napping.

six hours later, i landed in Abu Dhabi for a two hours transit.
the temperature was 35°C; the airport was hot and stuffy, small and fucking packed.
i was tired, alone, scared and confused. it took me some time to find my way.
i was lost, and i wanted to give up, but i managed to pull myself together.
as soon as i found the gate, i sat myself down by the corridor, and pulled my phone out.
i couldn't help but dialed KinkyBunny's number; there, i started crying.

yes, i finally teared. but it only lasted for one minute.
it was indeed a surprise that i could hold it in for so long, and yet not let it all out at once.
after i hung up, my phone DIED on me. the phone that i bought not even for one year DIED on me.
i was so scared and lonely in Abu Dhabi and it DIED on me! how sad can THAT be? sigh.
two hours later, i went into the plane, and sat in between random male strangers.
the 6 hours flight was very uncomfortable, therefore, again, i did NOT sleep.

so 6 hours later, i finally touched down in the Manchester airport (which by the way, is really small).
BevvyDarling came an hour later to accompany me until the uni pick-up arrived.
while waiting, we met some americans who were going on the same ride (and it was useful!).
fast forward. i left the airport, went into the pick-up van, and an hour later, i arrived at Preston.
i was sent straight to my accommodation; after registering at the reception, i headed straight to my room.
the flat was empty, i was the only one. again, i wanted to break down, but i had too much to do.

my senior, ChuiSan, was kind enough to take the train down from Manchester, just to see me.
it felt great to see another familiar face in a foreign land. i appreciate it so much!
she brought me out for lunch, and then shopping for the things i needed.
once i was done, i was on my own for the rest of the evening, in an empty flat.
i unpacked a wee bit, cleaned up the room, and hit the sack REAL early.
even till then, i was too busy and tired to feel anything; i was numb.

i woke up real EARLY the next morning, jetlag.
i spoke to KinkyBunny and my Mummy on the phone, and then i got ready to go for the orientation.
orientation week was pretty lonely, but somehow i was fine on my own.
maybe because i knew that i had to be alone, therefore, i had to be stronger.
i spent the whole week hanging out with the few americans who were on the same uni pick-up.
thinking back, that week was actually not too bad. at least i wasn't homesick.

when it came to the second week, things changed a little too much.
the people i know from home are here, and my flat is filled by another 5 british kids.
thinking that i'm no longer alone, and finally have proper food, i thought it would be great.
but instead, i'm feeling more homesick and more lonely, day by day; surprisingly.
from "i can't wait to go on a holiday in december" to "i might want to go home in december".
i know it will get better, it WILL! but for now, i'm getting more emo. :(

i still have so many things to do, which i do not have mood for.
1. upload pictures on Picasa for my parents to look at. (clubbing picas not included. LOL)
2. update my weekly expenses list. (to control my expenses!)
3. unpack my clothes and keep my luggage. (i need more hangers!)
4. decorate the room. (it's uberly dull and depressing!)
5. keeping in touch with people. (chatting online is NOT easy due to the time difference)

and if you didn't know already, UK is 7 hours BEHIND Malaysia.
therefore, i go to bed here when the people back home wakes up for work.
when i wake up, the people back home will be having their lunch/tea.
my lunch time is dinner time for the people back home.
and when i have my dinner, everyone back home will be sleeping soundly.
it's not much fun really. but i guess i'll have to get use to it. till then...toodles!

p.s. if any of YOU would like to make my DAY and POST me something.
here's my address, at least for now, till further notice. LOLS.

iQK-66D (Block F), iQ Kopa,
130 Moor Lane,
Preston, PR1 1LR
UK

p.s. the time stated in this blog is still Malaysia time. LOLS. it's 11.39 p.m., 20th september, here.