Symmetry

Hear the raindrops hit the pane. The droplets tickle as they fall into the puddles and to the side. Where does the freshness that seemingly comes and goes with the clouds. Where do they find their place?

Isn’t calming weather the best type of weather to revel in? Bring that cup of hot sustenance ever closer, turn that corner again and again – feel lost within the pages, the stories, the characters, the feelings, and above all – your thoughts on top of theirs.

Story-telling has been around for so many years, decades, centuries, millennia… it’s origins found even in the breath of the first human. We were born to hold conversations – which turn into shared experiences, and slowly lingers within the minds of the two individuals; a group; the whole room. Transmitted globally through the films of plastic that separate the telecommunication fibres and our fingertips.

When I hear of your news, I feel you. Your emotions and words unspoken – they resonate with me. Do you know why?

When I think of you, I feel happiness when I see you happy. Your worries that speak volumes by the lines in your forehead make me question and ponder, hoping you will also share. I knew you before you walked into my life. I knew your steps and your trails before you showed them to me. I believed in you before you knew to leap.

Aren’t all the traits in others that are so admirable what make you stop and stare? To just think quietly to oneself the individuality of humans and their capacity to change. It’s almost irrevocable how far we’ve come.

And I hope we continue to strive for change, in positive and grand ways. In ways that we’ll most definitely look back and be glad we poured in those hundreds and thousands of hours to perfect the detail others can so easily overlook – but we realize in an instant because we care deeply for it; for you; for that.

The smiles of some are so radiant they seemingly bring a smile to my face too.Watch as others speak their minds, and willingly push yourself to speak yours too. For the minds of one will not be known unless they choose to share with others. Why withhold that opportunity of collaborative culture and change? It’s true what they say. Travelling to new cities and countries bring a perspective that becomes lifelong and unforgettable.

Barcelona, you had never held an exquisite spot in my heart. But now you are slowly doing so, and I fear your clutch as you rein in the strings of what I’ve closed for some time.

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To the Good Ol’ Days

After the excited initial feels of being in a new country, the stark surroundings and lack of familiar faces started to strike…

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It was only in the first few weeks that I met the other exchange students. The first friend I befriended was this one guy whom I would come to know, at a medium level (RHS – Sunny Sun). The smartest guy around, but also the goofiest and is often all over the place (literally). He introduced me to other people, and I will always remain thankful for that. Too smart for his own good, and too silly to realize that. Always bringing laughter in every sitting.

The other 2 are my mains! POPO and FIFI will always have your back. Whether it is in the form of sharing cake with you, cooking food for you, or just travelling to wherever you want. They are down.

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Sight: Charles Bridge, Prague
Mains: Popo & Fifi & Gigi
“Why walk when you can selfie?”

I am also thankful that in the beginning I was able to befriend some of my roommates. It was cool being able to live close to friends whom you could cook and chat late into the night with. They were older, wiser, and most often than not, very fashionable in an eccentric way. Overall an awesome role model for me. We all come from different backgrounds, but we’re also to meet during this term at the same University. Although I believe the best of times are often had at the most spectacular places, it is most likely the people whom are around, that make those days extra special. I learned to cherish this fact over the course of my exchange.

Here are some snippets of the residence I lived at while in Bath. I am also glad that I was able to find a family in Church and grow closer to each one of them. There is too much to say about everything that happens on exchange, but I would like, day by day, annotate it to you.

Although I’ve walked this path multiple times. That day I took these photos, I could sense that when the day came I took my last step away from this place – I would miss it dearly • Thornbank Gardens: during this period, I learned to fend for myself. This will always be my home away from home. Close to P, J, S, F, M, S, S, J, P, G & A.

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Thanks for coming along this ride with me. Europe, you’ve instilled a spark in me that I thought had long been put out. I know I’ll be back soon, don’t forget me just yet!

That’s truth.

Having had the opportunity to travel the confines of Europe; I am lucky beyond words. I would really encourage all those whom are looking to enrich their undergraduate studies – to seriously consider exchange. It is a hefty investment, but priceless. The adventures you will encounter, the people you befriend, cities to discover, and personal growth experienced: will change you forever.

I’ve finally come home. I’m back here, where I was born, grew up, accustomed to my own skin and happiness. Working full-time, but with the entire summer up to me, how I will fill it. There’s much I want to do. But help me to never forget Him.

I promise to update this blog with my adventures and “wise sayings”, that I’ve acquired over the past 4 months. Thanks, England.

You have to aim for the top, not aim to pass. You are more than what you were destined for. What’s your passion?

You were beautiful. More than anything I’ve seen in anyone. God creates the most wondrous of cities and places.

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Sight: Soho, London
Photo credit: Ems Chiu
Date: June 1. 2017

How Time Flies

I can’t even begin to say how much I cannot look forward to leaving England. It is so similar, yet so different. I think it is the possibility of exploring a city, or another country – all within my fingertips; it is that which I will miss the most.

These past few weeks were very, very, very busy with studying. Catching up on the 3 months of coursework material I had only occasionally glanced at within my travels. Though I am glad for the day trip out to Oxford last week.

As I walked along the streets, within the numerous colleges – I was stunned. Awed and revelling in the beauty of this city. The architecture, the people, and most of all: the atmosphere of it all drew me in for the day; it still has not let me go since.

I hope I will be able to come back to England one day. Not as a student, nor as an employee of a company. But that of a wanderer that is not lost, but merely looking to exist in the many cities that litter this beautiful country, that which I currently call home.

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If I were to become an inhabitant of this city, would I be content?