I am still very overwhelemed about the amount of people this small island can hold. Everywhere I go, I feel swarmed by people. And it gets very frustrating especially with the erratic weather.
I am super frustrated and upset. Why are Singaporeans so ugly? And they never stop complaining. As soon as I touched down Hong Kong airport, I already hear Singaporeans complaining like mad about this and that. Their spirit of complaining is powerful.
This small city is as busy as usual. Lively in the morning when you go to markets. Lively in the night when you hang out in town.
What frustrates me was that, why are people around me so noisy? Complaining and talking about things that frustrates them all the time. Unsatisfied about things happening to them, between both families. Me, being sandwiched in the middle. I am mother's daughter. I am also my father's daughter. I belong to both families. I can't say I am on whoever's side. It just gets on my nerves when I feel I am restricted to do anything. To reject one party, I feel so bu hao yi si. Though ya, I don't really like to go out with both sides of relatives. But, I'm still born in that family.
I just dislike it, hate it alot when both of my parents try to argue, amd stood up with both sides of their siblings. And keep harping about things that has already gone past long long time ago.
Another thing is, after so long I am out on the other side of Earth. Why do people still treat me like a small and innocent girl. Assuming that I still don't do some of the things that adults do.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Everything has come to an end.
Exchange has officially ended for me. Time really flies. I still remember the time, 16 Aug when I depart from Singapore. It was rather scared for me, flying off alone with two other guys for travel, know nuts about the place that we are going. I am writing this long post on the plane. Kinda cool. I just can’t sleep, not as smooth as I were to normally be on a transport. 4 months has passed so fast. That time on the plane towards Canada, I thought: What would be my feeling on the plane back after exchange. Will it be sad? Happy?
Thinking on the last 4 months, I departed with majority of afraid, more than anything else. Because it is my first time travelling so far away, alone (without family members). I started to get use to the feeling of being independent, not that im not in the past. But I really have to depend on myself wherever I go, as I will be not lucky as some others who will always get help from people around. I don’t remember any sense of excitement either, even though I’m going to so many places in USA. Maybe because of the people I travel with, are not as close to me, perhaps just only acquaintances. And I thought, will we become good friends after the whole exchange? I guess, I shall see. Looking at the way that time when we depart together. I highly doubt so.
USA was rather okay. The first two stops were rather tiring, maybe because it is just the start of everything? Starting to get use to a western culture. A whole complete extreme of cultures of both worlds. I still remember how my legs hurt on uncomfortable shoes for the first day, how I couldn’t sleep the first night due to time difference. And how I travelled with my legs so pain walking miles and miles in Washington DC, but that was the best night of my USA trip. Then how busy New York is, when my roommate joined us. How dangerous the city was, and how disastrous it was when we tried to escape hurricane Irene. And the highlight was, missing our flight to Las Vegas. That night was a total disaster. Upon knowing that we have no where else to go but to take a 3 day long greyhound bus ride from East to West. New York to Los Angeles. How many times I cried. And how many times I keep getting concern and console from my family and friends. Perhaps, this is what makes me grow up. Challenges like this, the obstacles that we face. But thinking back, never ever do people do this. 3 day long bus ride. That will be an unforgettable experience that 4 of us had.
After which, the journey was smooth. I enjoyed myself both in LA and San Francisco, SF was rather cold though. But at that time, I was already very tired. Tired of hearing shopping everyday. Tired because I realized how am I different from the rest of them. Travelling makes one see the true colours of people. I really want to go somewhere to settle down. And London here I come. London, not the UK one. But London in Ontario, Canada.
I have been a while in Canada when I just touched down. I think Canadians are rather warm and friendly, which makes me feel at home. And there we are, settled down in Lambton Hall. And school starts two days later. I rarely had some time to rest around and get my energy going on. I chose to take 6 courses, which initially I had planned for 5. I wondered how can I cope, but I was willing to give a try. I was abit regretting about it. Because I don’t know why deep down inside me. I was so tired, that I couldn’t concentrate well in class. Maybe because, subconsciously, I thought because it was pass fail so I don’t really care about it. I don’t know why I keep falling asleep in class which I rarely do in NTU. I could not concentrate well. Poor time management. Or is it I’m missing my family and friends in SG? Just the starting of school, new people, new lecturers, new environment, new style of studying. I had this struggle for very long. I did not do well in tests and exams. But, I have a large feeling in me that I want to do well here. I want to prove myself that I can study well given in a foreign environment. But everyone tells me I just need a pass. That’s the kind of internal struggle that I struggled for very long. Upon with decisions of travelling, especially Florida and Las Vegas. Comes the cost of missing lessons. Well, I decided not to because it will be costly to travel to LV. The place that I still would want to go. But, not with the two of them.
That aside, I have tried many new things that I don’t in the past. Going clubbing and pubbing, drinking so much that I have never done before. I don’t even know my drinking limit. And my first time, I drank beer and 2 shots of tequila. I guess that is the way of life for Canadians. Partying partying ooo! I really I am not a party person, I dislike going out so late at night especially when the weather is so cold.
I tried cooking also. And I burnt my pot somehow. But I realized, I am not bad at cooking afterall. And I enjoyed it, improving each time and everyday. I spend so much time in the kitchen. And I was wondering if it takes away my study time. But then again, I just need a pass. HAHA! This mentality… Seriously. That was a great sense of achievement that I long ago want to do. But just don’t know how to start. At least, now I can put food on my table, all by myself.
Living with a roommate. I didn’t live in hall before, much less to say live with another person under one roof. It takes a lot to really get use to the lifestyle of another person. To accommodate is a virtue. But accommodating too much is frustrated. I don’t deny that I was frustrated at times. For example, why am I doing so much things that she should share as well. Why am I cooking when it is her turn to cook? Why am I washing dishes all the time when I see dishes left not washed, and lying around in the kitchen. How many time I was angry with her for not cooking when she said she wants to. This little things causes a little misunderstanding. How many times I went into episodes of annoying and irritation because of interpersonal relationships with them. It’s my own problem. I thought and thought, which explains most of my upset blog posts. That was the time I had my downs, perhaps I am just trying to adapt. Does the problem lie with me or am I thinking too much. I even thought of seeing a psychologist. But I guess I should try and deal with my problem. At times, I was really indecisive about going travelling with them. Because different people have different travelling goals. Hard to blame. Where in the world would you find a girl who dislikes shopping. But then again, it allows me to see more things in life, that I normally neglected, way too much. Maybe it’s time for a change somehow.
But I appreciate her for lending me a helping hand, taking time to console me when I had my problems. I may not be fun to be with. At least, talking to me makes me feel better. But this don’t last long, I began to live alone for 2 months. Maybe because of the problems between us? I don’t know. That I maybe better off alone, rather than facing a group of people I don’t really feel at home with. I took off time alone to spend with outdoor clubs and my peer guide. Meeting new people makes me more independent and at ease. Went for two trails within one day. I get to explore nature in Canada in this way, which is what I want.
I started to think and think. Was it the problem with me? Am I really hard to talk to? Why is it that I am being treated the different way? Or is it they are just so unreasonable? Why are they so hostile? I even thought of going to see a psychologist to talk about my problems. I began to doubt people and began to regret my decision of choosing Canada for exchange. That was when my expectations and reality become incongruent. I was afraid I couldn’t meet my goals I set. I wanted to make things happen. I really wished to go to Montreal so I make things happen with other people instead. I started to cheer up after the Montreal trip with another group of NTU friends. A nicer group of people whom I can click better with. And that’s where I became closer to SL, I really thank him for keeping me company most of the time when I am alone, eat lunch with me, study with me. Feed me with so many food. (I think I gain a lot of weight!) It feels more like a home when all of us eat dinner together. Then I felt, I don’t have to be alone again. A couple of times I thought, I really want to go back to Singapore and don’t want to live that kind of life again.
All in all, I feel I have learnt a lot in life. And I know more about myself, and what I want in life. I am all prepared to lead a new and refreshed life in Singapore!
I have actually fulfilled most of the things:
1) Cook!
2) Travel to as many as places as I can in Canada – Montreal, Quebec & Ottawa
3) Tried clubbing and pubbing, drinking!
4) Made a couple of close international friends
5) Made at least one close friend in NTU
6) Nature walks in Canada
7) See snow
8) Tried ice skating
9) (Haven’t play snow and make snowman yet )
10) (Haven’t tried song signing with gloves yet)
11) Watch a Canadian Movie
12) Been to a Canadian traditional festival
13) (Haven’t been to a thanksgiving dinner)
14) (Haven’t been to a Concert)
But actually Canada don’t have much nice food. I just miss the people and the slow pace of life there. Ultimately, I still have to go back where I’m from.
Thinking on the last 4 months, I departed with majority of afraid, more than anything else. Because it is my first time travelling so far away, alone (without family members). I started to get use to the feeling of being independent, not that im not in the past. But I really have to depend on myself wherever I go, as I will be not lucky as some others who will always get help from people around. I don’t remember any sense of excitement either, even though I’m going to so many places in USA. Maybe because of the people I travel with, are not as close to me, perhaps just only acquaintances. And I thought, will we become good friends after the whole exchange? I guess, I shall see. Looking at the way that time when we depart together. I highly doubt so.
USA was rather okay. The first two stops were rather tiring, maybe because it is just the start of everything? Starting to get use to a western culture. A whole complete extreme of cultures of both worlds. I still remember how my legs hurt on uncomfortable shoes for the first day, how I couldn’t sleep the first night due to time difference. And how I travelled with my legs so pain walking miles and miles in Washington DC, but that was the best night of my USA trip. Then how busy New York is, when my roommate joined us. How dangerous the city was, and how disastrous it was when we tried to escape hurricane Irene. And the highlight was, missing our flight to Las Vegas. That night was a total disaster. Upon knowing that we have no where else to go but to take a 3 day long greyhound bus ride from East to West. New York to Los Angeles. How many times I cried. And how many times I keep getting concern and console from my family and friends. Perhaps, this is what makes me grow up. Challenges like this, the obstacles that we face. But thinking back, never ever do people do this. 3 day long bus ride. That will be an unforgettable experience that 4 of us had.
After which, the journey was smooth. I enjoyed myself both in LA and San Francisco, SF was rather cold though. But at that time, I was already very tired. Tired of hearing shopping everyday. Tired because I realized how am I different from the rest of them. Travelling makes one see the true colours of people. I really want to go somewhere to settle down. And London here I come. London, not the UK one. But London in Ontario, Canada.
I have been a while in Canada when I just touched down. I think Canadians are rather warm and friendly, which makes me feel at home. And there we are, settled down in Lambton Hall. And school starts two days later. I rarely had some time to rest around and get my energy going on. I chose to take 6 courses, which initially I had planned for 5. I wondered how can I cope, but I was willing to give a try. I was abit regretting about it. Because I don’t know why deep down inside me. I was so tired, that I couldn’t concentrate well in class. Maybe because, subconsciously, I thought because it was pass fail so I don’t really care about it. I don’t know why I keep falling asleep in class which I rarely do in NTU. I could not concentrate well. Poor time management. Or is it I’m missing my family and friends in SG? Just the starting of school, new people, new lecturers, new environment, new style of studying. I had this struggle for very long. I did not do well in tests and exams. But, I have a large feeling in me that I want to do well here. I want to prove myself that I can study well given in a foreign environment. But everyone tells me I just need a pass. That’s the kind of internal struggle that I struggled for very long. Upon with decisions of travelling, especially Florida and Las Vegas. Comes the cost of missing lessons. Well, I decided not to because it will be costly to travel to LV. The place that I still would want to go. But, not with the two of them.
That aside, I have tried many new things that I don’t in the past. Going clubbing and pubbing, drinking so much that I have never done before. I don’t even know my drinking limit. And my first time, I drank beer and 2 shots of tequila. I guess that is the way of life for Canadians. Partying partying ooo! I really I am not a party person, I dislike going out so late at night especially when the weather is so cold.
I tried cooking also. And I burnt my pot somehow. But I realized, I am not bad at cooking afterall. And I enjoyed it, improving each time and everyday. I spend so much time in the kitchen. And I was wondering if it takes away my study time. But then again, I just need a pass. HAHA! This mentality… Seriously. That was a great sense of achievement that I long ago want to do. But just don’t know how to start. At least, now I can put food on my table, all by myself.
Living with a roommate. I didn’t live in hall before, much less to say live with another person under one roof. It takes a lot to really get use to the lifestyle of another person. To accommodate is a virtue. But accommodating too much is frustrated. I don’t deny that I was frustrated at times. For example, why am I doing so much things that she should share as well. Why am I cooking when it is her turn to cook? Why am I washing dishes all the time when I see dishes left not washed, and lying around in the kitchen. How many time I was angry with her for not cooking when she said she wants to. This little things causes a little misunderstanding. How many times I went into episodes of annoying and irritation because of interpersonal relationships with them. It’s my own problem. I thought and thought, which explains most of my upset blog posts. That was the time I had my downs, perhaps I am just trying to adapt. Does the problem lie with me or am I thinking too much. I even thought of seeing a psychologist. But I guess I should try and deal with my problem. At times, I was really indecisive about going travelling with them. Because different people have different travelling goals. Hard to blame. Where in the world would you find a girl who dislikes shopping. But then again, it allows me to see more things in life, that I normally neglected, way too much. Maybe it’s time for a change somehow.
But I appreciate her for lending me a helping hand, taking time to console me when I had my problems. I may not be fun to be with. At least, talking to me makes me feel better. But this don’t last long, I began to live alone for 2 months. Maybe because of the problems between us? I don’t know. That I maybe better off alone, rather than facing a group of people I don’t really feel at home with. I took off time alone to spend with outdoor clubs and my peer guide. Meeting new people makes me more independent and at ease. Went for two trails within one day. I get to explore nature in Canada in this way, which is what I want.
I started to think and think. Was it the problem with me? Am I really hard to talk to? Why is it that I am being treated the different way? Or is it they are just so unreasonable? Why are they so hostile? I even thought of going to see a psychologist to talk about my problems. I began to doubt people and began to regret my decision of choosing Canada for exchange. That was when my expectations and reality become incongruent. I was afraid I couldn’t meet my goals I set. I wanted to make things happen. I really wished to go to Montreal so I make things happen with other people instead. I started to cheer up after the Montreal trip with another group of NTU friends. A nicer group of people whom I can click better with. And that’s where I became closer to SL, I really thank him for keeping me company most of the time when I am alone, eat lunch with me, study with me. Feed me with so many food. (I think I gain a lot of weight!) It feels more like a home when all of us eat dinner together. Then I felt, I don’t have to be alone again. A couple of times I thought, I really want to go back to Singapore and don’t want to live that kind of life again.
All in all, I feel I have learnt a lot in life. And I know more about myself, and what I want in life. I am all prepared to lead a new and refreshed life in Singapore!
I have actually fulfilled most of the things:
1) Cook!
2) Travel to as many as places as I can in Canada – Montreal, Quebec & Ottawa
3) Tried clubbing and pubbing, drinking!
4) Made a couple of close international friends
5) Made at least one close friend in NTU
6) Nature walks in Canada
7) See snow
8) Tried ice skating
9) (Haven’t play snow and make snowman yet )
10) (Haven’t tried song signing with gloves yet)
11) Watch a Canadian Movie
12) Been to a Canadian traditional festival
13) (Haven’t been to a thanksgiving dinner)
14) (Haven’t been to a Concert)
But actually Canada don’t have much nice food. I just miss the people and the slow pace of life there. Ultimately, I still have to go back where I’m from.
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Letter 3 — Your parents
Dear Parents,
I always say I have two sets of parents. Let me write to my first and priority parents first- my biological parents.
I miss my parents. (Let me write in a third person form as I feel quite weird to directly write to them) Well, since young and til now, I have been very close to my mum. She's like my role model in life. My dad, hmmm, sometimes, living in his own world. That he just wants to live his happy life smoothly, all by himself. Much less to say, having real expectations of me, that he really wanted, of his own decision.
He is worrisome of me, since I am his only daughter. Much to the extent, he don't dare to let me fly the world all by my own. But, I still grab hold of the opportunity this time. He still lets me do whatever I want, but behind, he worries alot. He works very hard to put me through education, to the extent, I don't want to burden him alot. He says he has enough money to fund my education. But I feel, it will be better for me to get a scholarship. I still don't know my decision in this scholarship, in really becoming a teacher. I love to teach. But, can I really take that stress? Nevertheless, partly, we are not financially able , on my father's part. So, I wish I could do whatever to lessen his worry. To avoid his nagging all day long. HAHA! I just hope, he would worry lesser, and enjoy his essence of life.
I miss my mummy. I miss everything of her. Her sweet voice, the nice smell of her orange hair, her cute smile, her plump shoulders, her funny expressions, her cat-alike walk. Okay I sound abit sick. But anyway, I am going to see my parents in less than a week's time. Imagine 4 months out of sight from them, not even a skype video. But thankful to skype these days, I feel more at "home" when I am in Canada. Why I listen to my mum so much is because, she somehow can predict what would be of me in the future. Like my guanyinma, better to listen to her words than regretting. But I really don't know, one day, I may just defy her. I don't wish this day to come. She thought me the morals and values of how to be, a person. Though some things may not be really applied in this 21st century. But the most important thing was, to live up to one's conscience and don't go too hard on your own. In life, some things, we have no choice but to do it. But also, you have the choice to choose whether you want to do it or not. That's the dilemma I learn from her. So at this point, you have to learn how to judge situations. Weigh what you want, and what do good to you. Which is why, I am indecisive at all times. But I guess I always make the correct decisions. Something I will bear in my mind forever.
I think I am narrating about my parents, not even writing a letter to them. Well, I can't say what I would do for them in future. Like what my mum say, don't say for your future so fast, if in any point of time you can't promise what you do. You are just a complete failure than those who didn't promise. So, yup, I have nothing to say for now. But thank you for bringing me up for what I am today. I may not be perfect, smart, responsible, pretty, but I am who I am. That's the most important thing.
Next, my funny couple of parents. I am not sure if you all would read this. But, I am curious how have you guys been when daughter is out in a far far away land. Daddy, stop being a workaholic! Mummy, please cut your hair!
Well, I guess this exchange made me grown up, not alot but I think by a bit. I really look forward to HTHT with you two again. See how much you all think I have changed.
Daddy I am looking the words of angry bird you gave me. I fulfilled everything except one. and that is "find an angmoh bf!" HAHA.
Mummy, thanks alot for hearing me out when I am in my lowest point of time here. I guess being here, change my thoughts about people and really make me understand what I really want. I just want to go do the things I like and I wish to achieve. I am not going to live in other people's shoes anymore. I don't want to care how others think of me.
I will be back in less than a week! And I am truly excited to lead a refresh life!
Loves,
Jia Xin
I always say I have two sets of parents. Let me write to my first and priority parents first- my biological parents.
I miss my parents. (Let me write in a third person form as I feel quite weird to directly write to them) Well, since young and til now, I have been very close to my mum. She's like my role model in life. My dad, hmmm, sometimes, living in his own world. That he just wants to live his happy life smoothly, all by himself. Much less to say, having real expectations of me, that he really wanted, of his own decision.
He is worrisome of me, since I am his only daughter. Much to the extent, he don't dare to let me fly the world all by my own. But, I still grab hold of the opportunity this time. He still lets me do whatever I want, but behind, he worries alot. He works very hard to put me through education, to the extent, I don't want to burden him alot. He says he has enough money to fund my education. But I feel, it will be better for me to get a scholarship. I still don't know my decision in this scholarship, in really becoming a teacher. I love to teach. But, can I really take that stress? Nevertheless, partly, we are not financially able , on my father's part. So, I wish I could do whatever to lessen his worry. To avoid his nagging all day long. HAHA! I just hope, he would worry lesser, and enjoy his essence of life.
I miss my mummy. I miss everything of her. Her sweet voice, the nice smell of her orange hair, her cute smile, her plump shoulders, her funny expressions, her cat-alike walk. Okay I sound abit sick. But anyway, I am going to see my parents in less than a week's time. Imagine 4 months out of sight from them, not even a skype video. But thankful to skype these days, I feel more at "home" when I am in Canada. Why I listen to my mum so much is because, she somehow can predict what would be of me in the future. Like my guanyinma, better to listen to her words than regretting. But I really don't know, one day, I may just defy her. I don't wish this day to come. She thought me the morals and values of how to be, a person. Though some things may not be really applied in this 21st century. But the most important thing was, to live up to one's conscience and don't go too hard on your own. In life, some things, we have no choice but to do it. But also, you have the choice to choose whether you want to do it or not. That's the dilemma I learn from her. So at this point, you have to learn how to judge situations. Weigh what you want, and what do good to you. Which is why, I am indecisive at all times. But I guess I always make the correct decisions. Something I will bear in my mind forever.
I think I am narrating about my parents, not even writing a letter to them. Well, I can't say what I would do for them in future. Like what my mum say, don't say for your future so fast, if in any point of time you can't promise what you do. You are just a complete failure than those who didn't promise. So, yup, I have nothing to say for now. But thank you for bringing me up for what I am today. I may not be perfect, smart, responsible, pretty, but I am who I am. That's the most important thing.
Next, my funny couple of parents. I am not sure if you all would read this. But, I am curious how have you guys been when daughter is out in a far far away land. Daddy, stop being a workaholic! Mummy, please cut your hair!
Well, I guess this exchange made me grown up, not alot but I think by a bit. I really look forward to HTHT with you two again. See how much you all think I have changed.
Daddy I am looking the words of angry bird you gave me. I fulfilled everything except one. and that is "find an angmoh bf!" HAHA.
Mummy, thanks alot for hearing me out when I am in my lowest point of time here. I guess being here, change my thoughts about people and really make me understand what I really want. I just want to go do the things I like and I wish to achieve. I am not going to live in other people's shoes anymore. I don't want to care how others think of me.
I will be back in less than a week! And I am truly excited to lead a refresh life!
Loves,
Jia Xin
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Time really flies
Right after my Montreal trip, I am back to school again, rushing assignments and assignments and before school really comes to an end for me. It feels like, quite some time since I started to get use to the teaching style and environment here, made quite a number of classmates. Then school term ends, so fast. I wish I had more time to study. OH well, I am on exchange, I just needed a pass. What I meant was, more time to experience the student life.
I already had three exams passed, fourth one coming up real soon. And I would surprisingly expected myself to get the waiting list of the ticket. And I will be leaving London, leaving Canada real soon, in a week's time. I feel rather excited about going back. Restarting my whole new life again in Singapore. On the other hand, I will miss the good times (and sometimes torturous times) I had spent here. I suddenly feel alot of things not accomplished. Much to do with snow. I had only seen like, less than a handful of snow days. I haven't really played with snow yet becuase I keep telling myself that, there will be chance! But seems like, this week has not much snow. I haven't build snowman, haven't take photo with snow.
Whatever it is, thinking that I will rush back home made me feel excited. I don't have to bother about what to do for the boring 6 days in Toronto. Especially when Christmas here is so bored. Amidst studying, I have been thinking about my packing plans, my departing plans, and how am I going to spend the rest of the 6 days here. Just studying and packing. But nevermind, I look forward to go back to Singapore. There are certain things I want to leave behind here. The great memories I had, but I know, I can't take them with me back to Singapore. A whole facade, feels like reality to me here. But at the same time, that feeling would not last. I know Cinderella has to return to her own pumpkin cart one day, and find her new life. The great memories I had with people here, made me realise how people can get pretty complicated, judgemental, selfish. I admit I had my own ups and downs. But, at least, I led the life I want to lead afterall. Being in a different place, is different, because I simply had different expectations. But at last, I feel happy, becuase I know I had a friend to share my happiness and burden with. Thank you so much. I don't know if we were to be that close when we return to Singapore. But I hope we wouldn't, because of different whole new environment again, cut away complete contact. It feels like a fantasy. At a certain point of time, I understand the reality. But, I hope, I can return back to myself, and find back my identity. Be a hardcore Canadian student, and a parttime worker. =) I am ready to face the challenges, by my own. =)
I am leaving for the sake of leaving. I don't wish to come back into this life again. Bye Canada, for goodness sake. I really enjoyed the times I spent with the people here.
I already had three exams passed, fourth one coming up real soon. And I would surprisingly expected myself to get the waiting list of the ticket. And I will be leaving London, leaving Canada real soon, in a week's time. I feel rather excited about going back. Restarting my whole new life again in Singapore. On the other hand, I will miss the good times (and sometimes torturous times) I had spent here. I suddenly feel alot of things not accomplished. Much to do with snow. I had only seen like, less than a handful of snow days. I haven't really played with snow yet becuase I keep telling myself that, there will be chance! But seems like, this week has not much snow. I haven't build snowman, haven't take photo with snow.
Whatever it is, thinking that I will rush back home made me feel excited. I don't have to bother about what to do for the boring 6 days in Toronto. Especially when Christmas here is so bored. Amidst studying, I have been thinking about my packing plans, my departing plans, and how am I going to spend the rest of the 6 days here. Just studying and packing. But nevermind, I look forward to go back to Singapore. There are certain things I want to leave behind here. The great memories I had, but I know, I can't take them with me back to Singapore. A whole facade, feels like reality to me here. But at the same time, that feeling would not last. I know Cinderella has to return to her own pumpkin cart one day, and find her new life. The great memories I had with people here, made me realise how people can get pretty complicated, judgemental, selfish. I admit I had my own ups and downs. But, at least, I led the life I want to lead afterall. Being in a different place, is different, because I simply had different expectations. But at last, I feel happy, becuase I know I had a friend to share my happiness and burden with. Thank you so much. I don't know if we were to be that close when we return to Singapore. But I hope we wouldn't, because of different whole new environment again, cut away complete contact. It feels like a fantasy. At a certain point of time, I understand the reality. But, I hope, I can return back to myself, and find back my identity. Be a hardcore Canadian student, and a parttime worker. =) I am ready to face the challenges, by my own. =)
I am leaving for the sake of leaving. I don't wish to come back into this life again. Bye Canada, for goodness sake. I really enjoyed the times I spent with the people here.
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Wonderful trip to Ottawa, Montreal & Quebec
Oh yeah! I love it! Love the people I'm going with. I have been dying to go to these 3 places near Ontario. Finally, I make things happen! I found a trip by the school's travel cut to Montreal. And got the rest of the 4 to join. But before the trip, I was rushing so many assignments. Thankfully, I manage to finish all just before the trip, and caught some nap.
We left at 3, I was slightly late, shouldn't have made maggie mee. I was so excited! We took cab down to greyhound and caught the bus to toronto. Unfortunately, we were delayed in reaching Toronto, thus could only have 10 minutes to rush down to York Mills. Luckily, I have informed the agency that we will be late. The tour guide waited for us and phew! We are on the bus! Off to French Canada!
We first arrived at Ottawa after like 3 hours of bus ride. Actually the journey is quite fast, compared to normal greyhound. We went to the parliament building and byward market. Ghis and I went to museum of civilization to take a look. After that we took a tour around Ottawa and off to Montreal.
Montreal night is just similar to Toronto. We ate at a restaurant called Cafe Republique. And surprisingly I order a glass of Bailey's! The ambience was not bad though! Montreal is a place where you have to find the good things around. Next we went to Notre-Dame Church to see the lights show. It was quite nice. Then we walk back to our hotel and get some rest. Then we headed down to McGill University for a walk.
The next day, we went to eat Crepes for breakfast! Thanks Ghis for the idea! It was really good! Shared my portion with SL and I think it was great! Then the bus drove us to Quebec city. Old quebec was really really nice. It feels like as though I have stepped onto Europe. I had a great time walking along the streets and seeing almost every interesting shop. We ate great sandwich at a nice restaurant that the tour guide brought us to. We explored around the place and then a tour guide brought us around Old quebec and explaining the history of it. some parts are really really nice, and so wonderful at night. We went to an Italian restaurant for dinner. Soup, main course, drinks and desert. I thought it was quite worth it actually.
That night, I never thought I would talk so much to them, as much as I would talk to that 3 of them. I had a great time laughing, and talking rubbish. I think this was my best trip, surpassed Washington DC.
The next day, we went back to Montreal again, but this time round it was Old Montreal. IT was quite near to the downtown that we were two days back. Old montreal was really fun too. We ate poutine and lots of good stuff. Took a lot of good photos. Went around to many shops to look around. Then it was the bus journey back. Kinda fast, 3 days passed really fast. How I wished I could travel with them for a longer period of time. I really enjoyed this trip a lot. I guess it was my best trip ever during my 4 months, of course, with nice people. Thanks people for taking good care of me. I enjoyed the times with you guys! Especially SL, thanks so much for entertaining me and taking good care of me.
We left at 3, I was slightly late, shouldn't have made maggie mee. I was so excited! We took cab down to greyhound and caught the bus to toronto. Unfortunately, we were delayed in reaching Toronto, thus could only have 10 minutes to rush down to York Mills. Luckily, I have informed the agency that we will be late. The tour guide waited for us and phew! We are on the bus! Off to French Canada!
We first arrived at Ottawa after like 3 hours of bus ride. Actually the journey is quite fast, compared to normal greyhound. We went to the parliament building and byward market. Ghis and I went to museum of civilization to take a look. After that we took a tour around Ottawa and off to Montreal.
Montreal night is just similar to Toronto. We ate at a restaurant called Cafe Republique. And surprisingly I order a glass of Bailey's! The ambience was not bad though! Montreal is a place where you have to find the good things around. Next we went to Notre-Dame Church to see the lights show. It was quite nice. Then we walk back to our hotel and get some rest. Then we headed down to McGill University for a walk.
The next day, we went to eat Crepes for breakfast! Thanks Ghis for the idea! It was really good! Shared my portion with SL and I think it was great! Then the bus drove us to Quebec city. Old quebec was really really nice. It feels like as though I have stepped onto Europe. I had a great time walking along the streets and seeing almost every interesting shop. We ate great sandwich at a nice restaurant that the tour guide brought us to. We explored around the place and then a tour guide brought us around Old quebec and explaining the history of it. some parts are really really nice, and so wonderful at night. We went to an Italian restaurant for dinner. Soup, main course, drinks and desert. I thought it was quite worth it actually.
That night, I never thought I would talk so much to them, as much as I would talk to that 3 of them. I had a great time laughing, and talking rubbish. I think this was my best trip, surpassed Washington DC.
The next day, we went back to Montreal again, but this time round it was Old Montreal. IT was quite near to the downtown that we were two days back. Old montreal was really fun too. We ate poutine and lots of good stuff. Took a lot of good photos. Went around to many shops to look around. Then it was the bus journey back. Kinda fast, 3 days passed really fast. How I wished I could travel with them for a longer period of time. I really enjoyed this trip a lot. I guess it was my best trip ever during my 4 months, of course, with nice people. Thanks people for taking good care of me. I enjoyed the times with you guys! Especially SL, thanks so much for entertaining me and taking good care of me.
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