48 (this is not a sequel to 24 if you know what that is)
So I woke up with this morning and looked outside my window to find it all cloudy and rainy, and I thought: wooooooo, that was a short spring and summer :)
About recapping the 48 days I spent here before starting this blog, it's all about first times I can tell you that. The list of my firsts can be as general as my first time to live on my own for more than 2 weeks or as specific as my first time to do my own laundry; as important as my first time to have a bank card of any kind or as trivial as my first time to use a machine for getting stamps; as happy as my first time to see snow or as sad as my first time to miss dad's birthday and mother's day too; as interesting as my first time to have Maltesers or as boring as my first time to have microwaveable food.. and the list can go on. But, the overall impression, whatever the really really hard times I went through esp. in my first month, doing things for the first time is fun. At least it always means adding to my life experience, which, I might add, I always felt is not quite enough.
I also try to always remind myself, when I am feeling low, that this was my dream. I wanted to do my PhD in the UK, I wanted to come to London, I wanted to live the experience of being on my own. And not many people get the chance to fulfill their dreams. So, above all, I should be grateful for seeing a big part of my dreams come true and I should enjoy the feeling of satisfaction that comes with it. Of course, in an ideal world, I would be fulfilling my dreams with my family next door and a husband to support me, but.. :) there is no ideal world.
Mai
About recapping the 48 days I spent here before starting this blog, it's all about first times I can tell you that. The list of my firsts can be as general as my first time to live on my own for more than 2 weeks or as specific as my first time to do my own laundry; as important as my first time to have a bank card of any kind or as trivial as my first time to use a machine for getting stamps; as happy as my first time to see snow or as sad as my first time to miss dad's birthday and mother's day too; as interesting as my first time to have Maltesers or as boring as my first time to have microwaveable food.. and the list can go on. But, the overall impression, whatever the really really hard times I went through esp. in my first month, doing things for the first time is fun. At least it always means adding to my life experience, which, I might add, I always felt is not quite enough.
I also try to always remind myself, when I am feeling low, that this was my dream. I wanted to do my PhD in the UK, I wanted to come to London, I wanted to live the experience of being on my own. And not many people get the chance to fulfill their dreams. So, above all, I should be grateful for seeing a big part of my dreams come true and I should enjoy the feeling of satisfaction that comes with it. Of course, in an ideal world, I would be fulfilling my dreams with my family next door and a husband to support me, but.. :) there is no ideal world.
Mai
posted by Mai at 10:03 AM
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