I moved to here almost 10 days ago, but have just settled 20 hours ago.
Everyone needs a room, a room which can be messed or decorated by his own will, of course, in my case, by the will of both of us. It is fine, totally fine, as long as we can have our room. the previous tenants couldn't move out on time, and because I am a good person, so we stay on the floor of living room for another few nights.
I am amazed by the desire of longing for a new room from my heart, it is so strong, too strong to wait for another day to move in after the minute the previous tenants say bye to me.
New bed setting, new arrangement of the furniture, new home for my clothes, everything is in order after non-stop cleaning and unpacking for few hours and even the peace lily travelled from Leeds with us finally can spread his leaves happily in the corner of new room.
But we are not very familiar with this room yet, at least, not when we were sleeping. I had too many crazy dreams last night, but we will be fine soon. Because we have our room at last, no more school accommodation, no more cheap ghost house (though I had good time there), and no more sleeping bag and clod tough floor.
it is interesting that having a room is important to me. Does that imply that I don't want to have adventure anymore? or I want 1/3 of my day under control? or it is just a simple sign that I am getting old? the answer may be that I want to have a new start of my life, and it begins with a nice bedroom.
So new job is in hand, just needed to sign the contract with them (hope that I can sign it asap), new bedroom is under control and I even met a new friend from old school days today, but personally still need some old friends around with me.
After all friends are not luggages can be taken to anywhere I go, they are lively life shining in other part of this world, I can't be too greedy.
As for the new friend from old time, we were in the same major at the same year back to the university, and we have contact with each other for more than 4 years, although we were not that close in the uni anyway. But it is amazing to meet an old person you know in a totally different country. You don't have to give too many reasons to meet up, just say hi to each other in the same city far away from our home town is more than enough.
And if you feel happy after the meeting and feel like making a new friend, then it would be the best re-union. And I feel so, cool man!
Life is a little bit too active at moment for me now. But I will be very flexible and malleable with whatever put in front of me as that is the only way to deal with life and facing the uncertainty is the only purpose of being given the chance to explore this endless world with limited lifespan.
Therefore, I am in London.
Everyone needs a room, a room which can be messed or decorated by his own will, of course, in my case, by the will of both of us. It is fine, totally fine, as long as we can have our room. the previous tenants couldn't move out on time, and because I am a good person, so we stay on the floor of living room for another few nights.
I am amazed by the desire of longing for a new room from my heart, it is so strong, too strong to wait for another day to move in after the minute the previous tenants say bye to me.
New bed setting, new arrangement of the furniture, new home for my clothes, everything is in order after non-stop cleaning and unpacking for few hours and even the peace lily travelled from Leeds with us finally can spread his leaves happily in the corner of new room.
But we are not very familiar with this room yet, at least, not when we were sleeping. I had too many crazy dreams last night, but we will be fine soon. Because we have our room at last, no more school accommodation, no more cheap ghost house (though I had good time there), and no more sleeping bag and clod tough floor.
it is interesting that having a room is important to me. Does that imply that I don't want to have adventure anymore? or I want 1/3 of my day under control? or it is just a simple sign that I am getting old? the answer may be that I want to have a new start of my life, and it begins with a nice bedroom.
So new job is in hand, just needed to sign the contract with them (hope that I can sign it asap), new bedroom is under control and I even met a new friend from old school days today, but personally still need some old friends around with me.
After all friends are not luggages can be taken to anywhere I go, they are lively life shining in other part of this world, I can't be too greedy.
As for the new friend from old time, we were in the same major at the same year back to the university, and we have contact with each other for more than 4 years, although we were not that close in the uni anyway. But it is amazing to meet an old person you know in a totally different country. You don't have to give too many reasons to meet up, just say hi to each other in the same city far away from our home town is more than enough.
And if you feel happy after the meeting and feel like making a new friend, then it would be the best re-union. And I feel so, cool man!
Life is a little bit too active at moment for me now. But I will be very flexible and malleable with whatever put in front of me as that is the only way to deal with life and facing the uncertainty is the only purpose of being given the chance to explore this endless world with limited lifespan.
Therefore, I am in London.
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