Sun sets at 4:00PM.

The temperature here is about 5°-6°C, quite a bit of rain as well (it is England, isn’t it?).

The fire is roaring by the fireplace, radiating much needed warmth & cosyness.

The dog is lounging.

I awake every morning to the boyfriend making me a cup of tea to kick-start the day.

And I am drinking a tad too much tea. Maybe not that much, just a cup every 2 hours?

Life since I arrived hasn’t entirely been idyllic. Okay maybe just a little. There’s the whole settling down, unpacking, and getting used to the ever-changing weather. And getting over jetlag. It really has been a week. 

I thought I was all ready for the cold. I mean, I was one big whiny puss back home when it came to the scorching heat. And then of course I got here and the cold hit me, and I hastily retreat into my jumpers and coats, and I proclaim that I am in dire need of wintery clothings, and the boyfriend agrees. Well, this is home now. 

Getting started with revision (what a drag how exciting!) and being fully aware of the looming exam date have possibly contributed to my excessive tea drinking to calm the nerves (& shivering muscles). Of course I am also assimilating to the English culture, been away for far too long & the danger of me forgetting my profound love for tea is evident. Especially since coffee took over quite a bit of my life.

Exploring the little town that I currently am in is quite an adventure. There is a tea shop I have yet to discover, and a bookshop that I have already raided. There is a teddy bear shop I was dragged away from, only because I would attempt to give each and every bear in that shop a home. A fancy wine & cheese place that looks oh-so-inviting each time I walk past it. The houses are lovely, and the autumn leaves even more so.

Equipped with a lovely kitchen, it is once again a joy to be back on my cookery projects. Not to mention cooking for two (or more) people now makes meals a lot easier to plan.

This cold. I can’t help but sometimes miss the breezy beach sunset days. Maybe I’ll write about Bali & Penang next to warm up the upcoming winter days.

 

Excuse me while I go get myself another cup of tea.

 

 

Toodles. ♥

It has been 2 months since I left my job.

A job I had both loved & despised, a job that took up almost all of my life, a job that brought me both pains & joys.

It was so hard for me to say goodbye. To my colleagues who became my closest friends at work, to my mentors who have inspired me to pursue my dreams, to my patients I have been taking care of right up until the day I left.

It was such a process. The goodbyes slowly crept up on me, but almost like in denial I brushed them all off saying I still have some time left with them. Until the day arrived and it finally hit me – it’s over. I spent the rest of the evening post shift properly saying goodbye for the last time in my uniform to all my doctors, nurses, allied healthcare members. Some I know I will most probably never see again.

It is a strange feeling – that realisation that you will not see some people ever again, or at least for a very long time. Especially if these are the people you spent almost all your waking hours with working around the clock in tears, sweat, and blood.

My closest friends at work found ways to keep me around even after I left, as did I. I found myself going back to the ward once too many times than I would like to admit, just so I can see them again.

The whole farewell thing lasted a while. And deep down, I know in my heart that this too shall pass. My friends cannot keep missing me, and I have to learn to let go. They will move on with their lives, and so must I.

 

When I thought the hardest of it all was over, I was hit with the tedious process of moving out of the flat, out of the country. Unearthing one old relic after another in my possession, I had to make big girl’s decision whether or not to keep them or throw them. I’m glad to have you know that I managed to throw out some, gave away some. For a hoarder like me, it was an achievement. Somehow I successfully moved out & moved back to KL. From there, it just got harder.

On the outside, my dad seemed like he has accepted the fact that I am moving countries once again, in search of new adventures. But he sure as hell isn’t kidding me, I know he isn’t coping well with this move. Out of the blue, he will say things like “you’re starting your new life soon, how many more years will it be ‘til we see you again?” Things like this set me off oh-so-easily (yes, I am a big crybaby) and it sure isn’t making this any easier for me. He decided that he won’t be following us to the airport to see us off because he will get too sad and that breaks me. Then again, every little thing breaks me these days. I’m useless, ugh.

Maybe he’ll change his mind, who knows. (He did, in the end. I still cried like a baby at the airport, as expected.)

“You gave me wings to fly.

            Now fly, I must.”

I am both terrified and amazed at how far I have come. I have never been this sure of a decision, and I am quite an indecisive person. This is what I want, this is what I have dreamt of. This is the beginning of an end that I have patiently (and painfully) worked towards for two long years.

In this war, the stakes are high. I won some, I lost some.

I may have just about won my way to the next battle, but at the same time I lost so, so much. I lost friends, I lost money, and most times, I lost heart.

I may have just about won the path to my new life, but I believe I may have also lost huge chunks of my past.

 

And that is the price I have to pay.

 

But moving on with the rest of your life, starts with goodbye.

So, hello England. It has been a week.

 

 

Toodles. ♥

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I woke up early this morning as usual to Skype the boyfriend – only to be greeted by an exclamation of “This is madness!”. Groggy & half awake, I attempted to process his live updates on the Paris attacks, got onto my news feed, read in horror & felt chills in my bones.

We were there exactly 2 weeks ago. When beauty and love were all I knew.

It is really madness, what with everything that is going on right now. It has turned ugly.

And to think that I was just going to write about how I had an amazing time in Paris, now that I’ve walked through the streets as a different person. I guess this is a completely bad time now.

 

My thoughts and love are with you, Paris.

 

 

Toodles. ♥

November is here, and so is Movember! Time to play our parts, ladies and gentlemen!

If you don’t already know what Movember is:

 

“During the month of November each year, Movember asks men across the world to grow a moustache with the aim of raising vital funds and awareness for men’s health issues.”

“Registering at movember.com, guys then start Movember 1st with a clean-shaven face and for the remainder of the month dedicate themselves to growing a fine moustache. Supported by the women in their lives, known as Mo Sistas, Movember Mo Bros raise funds by seeking sponsorship for their Mo growing efforts. At the end of the month, it’s traditional for Mo Bros and Mo Sistas to celebrate their awareness and fundraising efforts by throwing a Movember party and awarding the highly sought after titles of Miss Movember and Man of Movember.”

 

 

In the spirit of Movember, GlassesOnline Malaysia’s first online retailer of glasses, sunglasses and contact lenses is giving away a pair of Nunettes glasses!

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HOW?!

Piece of cake. All you have to do is send in a picture of yourself with a mustache on Instagram – and here’s the best part: it can be any mustache! It can be drawn, it can be a fake mustache, it can be a mustache ring, a T-shirt with a mustache … the list is limitless, the more creative you are, the higher your chances of winning!

Need inspiration? Check out GlassesOnline team’s masterpieces here!

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Remember to tag @GlassesOnline as well as hashtag #GOMovember when you submit your Instagram photos! Your submission will then be added into their Facebook Movember Album, spread the love (and message); the photo with the most likes WIN!

Easy? I think so. Open-mouthed smile

 

HURRY! Contest ends November 29th, 2013 at 11.59PM.

 

For more information, do check GlassesOnline out here:

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Go Movember! I certainly mustache you to support this campaign! :{3

 

 

May the best mustache wins! Open-mouthed smile 

 

 

Toodles. ♥

It’s November, everybody! 😀 Are you excited?! Well, I’m only excited knowing that I’m going home SOON! Woooooo! *points points at date on calendar above*

Oh, speaking of Movember, guys should go check it out!

“During the month of November each year, Movember asks men across the world to grow a moustache with the aim of raising vital funds and awareness for men’s health issues.”

“Registering at movember.com, guys then start Movember 1st with a clean-shaven face and for the remainder of the month dedicate themselves to growing a fine moustache. Supported by the women in their lives, known as Mo Sistas, Movember Mo Bros raise funds by seeking sponsorship for their Mo growing efforts. At the end of the month, it’s traditional for Mo Bros and Mo Sistas to celebrate their awareness and fundraising efforts by throwing a Movember party and awarding the highly sought after titles of Miss Movember and Man of Movember.”

I happen to come across this by accident and thought it was a good campaign to share with everyone! *giggles* And it’d be pretty beneficial for guys to start raising awareness for your own health! Be your own walking billboard! 😀

Besides, just playing my small part as a healthcare professional in checking out all these little things that matter! 😉

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Just last weekend, my mom took the trouble to come all the way to Singapore to be with me! I was an ecstatic child! 😀 My plan was to feed her til she blows, lol.

Brought her to one of my all time favourite place!

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WILD HONEY! 😀

She was happily dissecting her English breakfast (for dinner) LOL.

 

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English, Tunisian and Norwegian!

 

I have to say, Norwegian was simply YUMS! Then again, I may be biased because it’s got salmon slices on them. Hehe.

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The two things I love – tea and Mommy. ♥

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The next night, I brought her out for some Japanese buffet, my my, it sure was worth every cent we paid, had a hell lot of SALMON SASHIMI!

It was so good, I simply couldn’t stop!

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This was just the first round! Too bad, no more pictures after that, got too busy trying to eat everything else on the table, LOL!

 

A little too quickly, the weekend came to an end. Soon, it was time to kiss her goodbye and watched Mommy head home while I stood there patiently waiting for my time to go home too.

 

Funny, how all the sudden a Malay idiom popped into my head and here I am thinking, oh how true.

 

Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri; lebih baik negeri sendiri.

It means, no matter how luxurious a foreign country may be, relative to one’s own country, home is still the best.

And I am saying this, maybe because everyone and everything I love is back home. Home where my heart is. ♥

 

The month of October haven’t been entirely kind, but still we must always thank the stars, the heavens and the fairies for the better things that did come by.

Still not cured from this disease. I like to believe I never will be healed. Ever. 🙂

 

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Autumn may be my favourite time of the year, and I may say so with joy this time, last year. News of Storm Sandy flashing across the headlines in most of the news channel I follow send chills down my spine.

Just a year ago, albeit not exactly, I was in New York and having the time of my life. Although, last year, my parents had the same fear because of Hurricane Irene last August. I was only days from it and thank God, by the time I arrived in the States, the hurricane had left east coast. It brings fear to my heart, reading about Storm Sandy plaguing the States now. Much more because I have friends all around that vicinity. I pray to God that they are all safe. 🙁

Amen.

Toodles. ♥