You.

It's ridiculous how much effort you've put in to avoid me.

What's done is done, so let's get over it and try not to remind each other something has happened, shall we?

I hate being told I'm still in love.
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My parents.

While I'm reading this book, I'm so grateful that my parents allow me to dream, because without their support, there's no way I have gone this far.

Especially my mom.

Even if she knew that it's not the most money-making job that I'm chasing after, she's never put me off from that. At the same time, when I'm moaning about my English level and how it hinders me in getting closer to my dream, both my parents gave me all the support needed and possible to help me. They've never, never judged me.

I've just finished my bachelor degree, and I've got a result that I'm quite pleased with, so undoubtedly they will be the first people who share my joy. I'm still not getting anywhere close to getting a real pay job in either continent, but I'm sure I'll get it. I thank them for never put any pressure on me, never force/persuade me to work in the finance/banking field.

I'm grateful that they taught me to judge right and wrong, but not to tell me what is right and what is wrong.

I can't wait to see them in less than 3 weeks time:)

Sleepless night.

I'm spending the night at Stansted Airport tonight. I didn't expect trying to fall asleep in a public space would be so tough.

I've been staring at the ceiling for the whole night, I've counted the sheeps, I've sung to myself, and I'm still widely awake. That's ridiculous. I think, perhaps, deep down inside of me is being really excited about going away; or, I simply feel naked just because I don't have a duvet over me. I sound like Charlie in Snoopy now.

Anywayz. 90 minutes until I can check in and get my boarding pass. Could time please pass by slightly quicker? I want some sleep.
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Jetsetting.

I love traveling. It's like the sweetest treat after exhausting myself at work for the hard earn cash.

It's one of the perks of living in London: you can always look forward to getting out of this city, as long as you can afford it. I don't know how others would expect from a get-away, but for me, it's always about good food, a lot of sleep, and a lot of chilling out. I really don't like it when the schedule of my day is packed with sightseeing - hey, I spend my cash in another city to relax, not to stress myself out running to all the tourist spots!

Of course, sightseeing is still a very crucial part of the trip, but it won't hurt if I've missed one museum to chill out at a cafe to enjoy my day. After all, traveling is all about enjoying ourselves, not to drag ourselves in another deadline mayhem every hour, baby.

I just want to see as much of the world as I could, when I still have the energy and spare money to do so. When I have bills to pay, a family to raise, it would not be that easy to disappear from the radar every once a while. I know I'm blessed.


P.S. I'm not from a wealthy family. I can travel only because I work really, really hard to save up the money, and then, BAAM! spending every penny on broadening my horizons.
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I'm a dedicated hublet.

Oh my lord. I'm exhausted. It's not even half way through the week. Three more days to go, then I'll have several days break from work. I look forward to that.

I forgot for how many times I have told people how much I love that little place called HUB. This place can be demanding at times, but I have lovely bosses, and I have people who genuinely cares about me in here. It has become a comfort zone to me because finally I know what I'm doing here, and I hate to think that I'll have to leave the HUB soon.

I so don't want to face the real world, you know.

Even if it's a physically exhausting job, it's been one of the best part-time job I've had in my life. I have no idea how much longer I'll be allowed to stay, so I'm enjoying every shift as if it's the last one.

I love the HUB.