dear daisy,
london is expensick for the weekend getaway, it's like pouring the whole savings that allocated for winter's bill into a river and will never get to see again. perhaps, i should stay longer in the lab or library and only come home for sleeping - tuck underneath a heavy tog of duvet.
i am actually desperately need a break-away from the nice, stupid playground. i always want to have a weekend date with mr.M in london, just for fun. nonetheless, we need the change of atmosphere because sheffield has becoming so dull and tedious - nothing excite us anymore except topgear and football matches at sky. in fact i am reconsidering to ban jeremy clarkson until he comes up with an apology for his distasteful remark on protesters who strike to defend their pensions. if my opinion counts, i want him to have an extreme makeover for his look, tooth whitening is definitely and hair treatment is a compulsory!
i don't have any idea of what am i going to do in london tomorrow. i am more anxious to do my experiment early in the morning prior taking off to london. i don't fancy shopping, neither with the so called window shopping. christmas shopping is so overrated, maybe some of the deducted prices are actually more expensive than they were before. after all, i don't want to have so many unwanted things in my tiny one bed apartment with only one not-so-big closet. the only thing that i am fancy to buy is a fluorescence undergarment that glow in the dark to give to someone for the secret santa thing. must be hilarious... and of course, might tarnish the 'smart look' image of my nerdy looking face. in fact, that was why i received a set of chess in last year secret santa. some people think i look innocent and nice. ah.. mr.M doesn't think so. he thinks i'm cute.
i had a meeting with my supervisors today, it all went alright - i succumbed a few times while trying to explain things beyond my limited comprehension, and as a result, i handed in the summary of all journals that i read relating to the discussed topic. the meeting was enough to cause my brain to overload with too many information. going to london tomorrow after 3rd day assessment (quantification bla.. bla.. bla) is indeed a brilliant idea.
we had a kinda spelling test in the sign language class. i managed to get 1 out of 10 initially, but then all correct 7/7 and just average marks after that. all in all - i start to pick up the language and build up a good friendship with the teacher. my teacher is just an amazing person, admirable and stunning, also funny - which at some point he reminds me quotes from kahlil gibran.
again, london is a favorite city that i don't want to live forever in. i hate the hustle bustle and chaotic life. just like k.l, i love to be there only once in a while. i can't afford london, let alone k.l, the rent is sky rocketing and only cater the expats with five-six figures salaries.
my fashion statement is boring. i will never be the picture perfect thing that people caught in random at street. if i ever get caught, my answer will always be -designers -bought cheap at ebay, secondhands at ebay, and no manolo blahnik's, stilettos or victoria beckham's kill my neck shoes.
in the next few minutes i'll google - where should i head to first once i reach victoria station tomorrow afternoon. my budget for the weekend - less than 100pound.
