Wednesday, 29 December 2010

Getaway

The trip to London at Christmas was great. London is a shopping heaven i would say, not so much on the scenery. It was a place that all of us fell in love with especially during this boxing day,with all the up to 70% discount. Very enjoyable ( esp when you can get the things that you demanded long time ago in a affordable price). There was no plan initially as where to start, but all based on the map, truly no constant on-the-go planning, indeed it was good. The most unlucky was the strike action which affected the train schedule, so mostly was walking around London instead using public transport. Truly exploring holiday.

Due to the budget, we searched for the cheapest hostel for accommodation, which explained the good and the bad. The hostel rewarding some good live show, which you can see the angmo making love anytime,anywhere, even in front of you. One of the funny incidence was to check out the toilet for their after used condom which is pretty hilarious. And without all these, the hostel seems to be a dead place,which i bet no one will ever want to stay at it again.

I was with one of the loveliest group of people which made the trip even more meaningful. So much of sharing, so much of laughter, so many hilarious and sarcastic talk.     ( I can know how Zicky likes to listen to people ML-ed in a toilet ).

And thanks everyone for making the trip a relaxing and enjoyable. It was really awesome. Now that i am back to reality. Reality like to sink in somehow. Exam are in 2 weeks time, but i barely touch the books. I cant seems to find the motivation.

The best part of a relationship, is getting to call the person, or lay down next to them, and tell them all the craziest stuff that happened to you all day long. In the end that's what it is about. It's not about sex, not about the money they give you, not about how much you owe them, not about how good looking,rich they are. It is about them listening to you talk for hours and hours and hours, about stupid shit that doesn't matter and all the crapping. 



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