Have you ever felt like everything passed too quickly you nearly lost track of everything? All in the sudden you drop all your stupid expectation down below, and live lightly with whatever the universe offers you in that moment. Just right there, present. Leaving what happened in the past -- two hours ago, last weekend or anything, over. Embrace the littlest hope that might waits to happen ahead, mysteriously.
Here are the following bits of my weeks. I owe you a lot of post.
March has arrived. I think, Spring should have been here but probably the invitation got stuck somewhere driven by one of the Weasley's owl. The weather sometimes can be tricky. More than critical analysis questions. The day I took this picture, was bright and sunny. Thus I decided to go for a brief stroll by the beach, neglecting the fact that I was in the U.K, using only a cardigan not a proper jacket. But I was wrong. Just a little reminder, if you must remember about anything in Great Britain, the wind is always around. Leave the house with proper armor, lads. Despite everything, the beach never fail to soothe me.
Has an unplanned sleepover at one of my classmates, Yukari, last Saturday. Due to the early closing of coffee shop nearby, me and Busra stranded at her place. She lives near the college. It has such lovely neighborhood which represent good image of England. Bricks. Trees. Green. No fences. It just looks very English. Vintage. Her house as well. As soon I stepped inside, the scent of old carpet greets my nose. Somehow reminds me of my grandparents' villa back in Puncak, Indonesia, two hours from the capital, up top on the mountain where I used to spent my childhood. And this strawberry jam on bread what we had for breakfast. Sounds more English, I suppose?
This is eggy. Daniel's host family's dog. She is such a lovely pet. We had good first impression -- she was expressive and all. But the other time, when I spontaneously decided to visit a sick grumpy German, she was way too calm; just lying around on her pad, sleeping, while people busy arguing on the couch. The stomach virus might have been the cause of her odd behavior (although reason is not necessary needed). Once a while she approached us looking for companion, or attention, and Dan took her on his lap, starting messing around with her. He blew upon Eggy's head which makes her covered her ears like a baby. She was beyond adorable. I miss Husky.
As for college, I thought the second term just began! I swear. But the fact is exams week just right in the corner. IELTS exam this weekend. I have handed in my 2000 words essay which I finished few hours before the dateline, bearing with all the difficulties to begin the introduction. Essay plan presentation, numeracy survey, seminar... mostly finished not more than 24 hours before the due. Handled it quite alright, though. Now, few to go then on to the last term of this foundation course! Blimey. Twas fast! The thing is, I like college you see. All the tasks have being the best distraction from the unwanted occurrences during the week. I enjoy all the tasks. Ah, did I just arrive in Bournemouth five days ago or something? Oh good lord. What should I do to preserve the good times???????
All the ships sails upon the straws and bottle. This photo just seem funny to me. Was taken in Flirt, the best cafe in Bournemouth (because this place open until 11 P.M). It serves the best waffle, the best milkshake, and the nicest owner title so far. Went there with Emilie for the last dinner before she came back to Belgium, and we got free chocolate. Tasty one. Amazing place, amazing food. However, these ships were made by Giuseppe, the italian but born and raised in England. Those two bottles were ours, and that one clean plate was mine. A waffle for myself. And I regret nothing. It was amazing. We had quick class of how to make the ship. I used to know how, but I think I just noticed I forgot a lot of things since I got here. Oops.
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Fiya Muiz
