Futile attempt at an early night...

Ah, cant fall asleep! But was a good thing cos lying on my bed, I was subconciously running through everything I need to accomplish. Here's the plan for tmr.

1. Wake up early, take an early morning stroll round the city. (Hopefuly I'd be able to wake up :S)
2. Come back, Maintain Bike.
3. Pack for houseparty (using backpack)
   • Toiletries, Towel,
   • clothes,
     
   • slippers, socks...
   • Also gotta study the book of James!
     
4. Pack for journey home (using the big luggage)
   • Toiletries, Towel,
   • clothes,
     
   • slippers, socks...
5. Prepare for journey, sort out travel documents
   • Passport, Air Tickets, National Express Tickets.
     
   • Change Euros - around £50 worth.
6. Pack Room...

Have also been trying to surf the net on this lousy college com. Looking for bargains for guitars and the book "brief history of time" on ebay and amazon. When I was in Singapore, thought that it would be cheaper to buy books from amazon or ebay cos the shipping cost would be minimal, but dont know why I cant find sellers based in the UK while surfing tonight... Looking forward to having a proper computer here so that I can have better control of my online activities.

Also have been visiting my old online haunts like thestudentroom, quite nostelgic reading the old posts - it's wasn't too long ago when I was preparing to come here. And I'm now faced with planning a sequence of events which will lead me all the way home. Think when I finally reach home and lie on my bed, I'd feel like these 10 weeks was just a nice dream, a dream I'm waking up from and finding myself in my bed, then I'll look around at the physical objects around me and realise that it really happened! Going back this christmas would help me reconcile this incredible experience with my sense of reality...

My whole experience here has been incredibly surreal, it is almost like a seperate entity of my life. I came here with my luggages, filled with spanking new belongings, I've made new friends, indulged in activities, and have been though a Cambridge term, something I wasn't really prepared for before I came, and by God's grace, built up a life for myself from scratch. But none of which connects me back home - they have all been entirely new... Somehow it will feel very weird if I just carried on my current life without experiencing my life back home again... It will feel like I have some kind of vague memory of a past life that I can never get in touched with... Guess that's the feeling of home sickness...

Hm, homesickeness... Haven't felt that until now, when I have too much time on hand to start thinking... Just a remark...

Some out of place remarks...
Just talking with dexter about travelling home, told me to call this number:02073121700, and look for an agent called 'LeeChoo'. It's the London office of Emarald's Travel. They got quite a good deal on their SQ flight home. This info will come in handy next year when I travel home for christmas..

Ah. random thoughts resulting in an incoherent post, almost feels like the notes I take during lecture... Bleugh..