Lisbon: Revisiting Memories

As I walked on the streets of Lisbon, tracing my footsteps back to ISCSEM, the graduate institute I spent a semester in, and be reminded by Swarm/Foursquare of my last check-ins here and there since July 2012, it is like reliving my memories as an Erasmus Mundus student: where I had been, what I had done, who I had come to know, why I had decided to do what I did and am doing. This short weekend of refocusing will definitely recharge and refresh my mind for the hectic weeks ahead. I think the sunshine, blue sky, good food and water body (Rio Tejo) are very helpful. And yes, the temperature. I've to be careful not to be burnt though.

Excited. Lisbon.

The last evening in Lisbon was 30th July 2012. I took the long distance bus and left to Barajas Airport in Madrid to fly to Stansted Airport. I never thought one day Stansted Airport would be my first option if I were to fly off to soothe my itchy feet. But it did, and will be in the near future.

It's been almost three years since I've been back to Lisbon. To be exact, I've not been back to any of the cities I studied in since I left. My attempt in 2013 to return to Lisbon had to be cancelled due to the priority of my Masters dissertation. It was worth it if I focused on the outcome of my Masters *wink*

I went through my stash of city maps I collected as I traveled and found my good ol' map of Lisbon, and map of Sintra - a place I've always wanted to go but never did when I was there as a student/resident. Another opportunity to return to this city is definitely exciting.

Finally, the true Pasteis de Belem. Finally, another scope of Santini ice cream. Finally, another breathtaking chillax session with my friends. Finally, another English mass in Igreja do Corpo Santo Lisboa. Finally, I am returning to Lisbon. Thank God for the opportunity.

From my huge stash of photos of Lisbon - Ponte 25 de Abril, taken on Sacred Heart Feast Day 2012 from Cristo Rei Sanctuary

Overwhelmed Yet Precious

Tick tock! Tick tock! Tick tock!

My last entry was last year, before Christmas. And today is officially April Fool's Day. It's been ages, indeed. Many people posted wondrous entries on Facebook in conjunction with this day. I had a peek at Wikipedia and I liked this part...

In Chaucer's Canterbury Tales (1932), the "Nun's Priest's Tale" is set Syn March bigan thritty dayes and two. Modern scholars believe that there is a copying error in the extant manuscripts and that Chaucer actually wrote, Syn March was gon. Thus, the passage originally meant 32 days after April, i.e. 2 May, the anniversary of the engagement of King Richard II of England to Anne of Bohemia, which took place in 1381. Readers apparently misunderstood this line to mean "March 32", i.e. April 1. In Chaucer's tale, the vain cock Chauntecleer is tricked by a fox. (source: Wikipedia's "April Fools' Day")

Many people are joking about their relationship status. One posted that he's officially dating someone, another posted he's getting married. I wonder if it would be a true event (worth celebrating), or a big joke pulling everyone's leg. One of my ex-student who decided to drop out of the university last year joked about being accepted to MBA program. As much as I knew he was joking, still at a point I thought it was real. Indeed, April Fool's Day and its jokes!

A little updates on my life since I returned to the UK...

Officially, I graduated with Erasmus Mundus Masters in Forensic Science and won the school prize for Best Overall Performance for the program in University of Lincoln. Graduation ceremony was held in Lincoln Cathedral on 22 January 2014

A photo with the coordinators and lecturers: (L-R: Dr. Jose, Dr. Ruth, myself, Dr. Mark and Dr. MariPaz)

The two darlings, Joyce and Eden, who hosted me during the times I was "homeless" in Lincoln and during my graduation trip back to Lincoln. The backdrop is the Lincoln Cathedral, where the ceremony was held.

Not forgetting Nick Wong, who traveled all the way from Southampton to Lincoln just to attend my graduation ceremony. It was an honour to have met him through another dear friend of mine last year. When we met up, there would always be an Amazing Race. Thanks for being there, Nick!

The next chapter in life for me started upon my return to Cambridge from the graduation ceremony. It was a period of discovery and settling down. Met new friends, started and ended a short-lived phase of life, more settling down, and finally, a jumpstart into my PhD project.

The Scripture meditation group at St. Edmund's College nearby to my college. A good assortment of graduate students coming together to meditate on the Word of God together weekly. Their friendships with me would be one of the precious ones I'd cherish my entire life. Hopefully more good times will come, spent with these people in the coming years.

Another precious group would be the Cambridge University Malaysian Society graduate students (also known as CUMaS Plus). We had our formal dinner at Fitzwilliam College last month to bid farewell to the graduates who are returning home for their fieldwork, as well as to celebrate the end of Lent term. More good times to come I pray...

Finally I experienced punting at Cambridge. This is the Bridge of Sighs of St. John's College. Legend has it that this bridge was connecting the college accommodation to the exam hall, hence students who walk over the bridge for exam will let out sighs on the bridge. Interesting time spent.

A good sunny day last Saturday, so I went out with the bunch of CUMaS Plus to Grantchester for some clotted cream scone and tea in The Orchard.

So far, so good. Social life at Cambridge can be colourful and amazing, but sometimes a distraction to what I'm here for - my PhD project... I wouldn't say I'm performing at my optimal condition for now. Let's just continue praying and walking towards the ultimate goal that I can complete the PhD by Dec 2016. Many would say it's a wishful thinking, but I'm more hopeful that if God is with  me, who can be against me? I am trusting in the God of impossibles, and as long as I work towards the goal, I will eventually arrive at the checkpoint.

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Back in Malaysia

It's been a long while since I've updated my blog. For a change, I'm writing from Malaysia! I've been back for almost two weeks, and getting rather used to the heat. Thank God it has been raining for the past few days, so the temperature is like summer days in UK. Just nice!

Let's do some recounting today. I have officially completed my masters, and thank God, I shall be graduating with a masters with distinction! Yay! I've also completed my 16-day trip to Republic of Ireland (wanting more!!!) with tonnes of blessings. And lastly, I've been blessed with a scholarship to continue my studies to PhD level in University of Cambridge, so yes, I am returning to the land of Fish 'n' Chips in January next year.

Right now I'm dealing with a lot of issues of insecurity and trust right now, so please pray for me.

Here are two photos from my Irish trip:

A "window cover" on Camden Street, Dublin, Ireland

Baby gull in Roundstone, Connemara, Ireland

I've taken so many photos during the trip, but I have limited internet usage, so I can't upload all the photos right now...

After 24 Hours of Darkness, I'm Out of It!

After a day dwelling in negative side of things, I've decided to walk out of darkness by embracing the uncharted future with slightly more courage than yesterday. Ain't easy, the negativity still looms around like shadow (which won't go away because shadows and sunlight do go hand in hand with each other). Two sides of the same coin, in fact, my miseries and how the Lord can work in me. I was walking towards darkness last night. The Lord saw me, and my guardian angel probably stood by my side keeping me from being sucked into total darkness. I'm thankful it was the feast of St. Ignatius of Loyola on 31st July and I made it a point to attend mass on feast days of my patron saints.

Yesterday, I dwelt on how a person would choose to walk away eventually from me just because I am me, and how I define close friend. After much thoughts, reflections and considerations, perhaps it was just a mechanism that shows how fearful we both are when it comes to taking a step forward to be closer friends. Fear sometimes can cause us to freeze at where we are, because we don't know how to handle it. I froze to my seat in fear upon returning from Poland and broke down because I didn't know how I could handle my unwritten dissertation. Thank God for those who were patient with me during the difficult period of time.

Back to the story of my patron saints... The one whose name I bear is St. Therese of Lisieux. My baptismal name is Cindy Theresa (Theresa is a variant of Therese). Her feast day is 1 October. With her I made the journey to learn how to love once again. Then, there's St. Jude Thaddeus, whose feast day is on 28 October. He's the one I seek for intercessions all the time for impossible cases and prayers had been answered through his intercessions indeed. I've come to appreciate the Ignatian spirituality founded by St. Ignatius of Loyola. By pure coincidence (though I believe that nothing is truly a coincidence to God), I stumbled into the monastery, La Cova de Manresa, Barcelona, where St. Ignatius of Loyola spent eleven months to write the book of the Spiritual Exercises. Honestly, I've not experienced the full Spiritual Exercises before as I'm unsure if I could handle it by myself. The Lord blessed me with the presence of Fr. Tri Dinh while I was on a supposed personal retreat in the Cave when I was told there won't be any English-speaking priest available to guide me. That was two years ago. Yet, it is fresh in my memory the strange peace which overcame me when I was in the tiny little cave while Fr. Tri Dinh told me that St. Ignatius was there some 500 years ago. I realise that subconsciously I become more aware of myself as I reflect deeper of my being. That's why St. Ignatius is also my patron saint.

A verse from Ezekiel which comforted me some years back on my decisions then jumped back at me last night, reminding me where I am is where I should be, and what I should be seeking too. So I'm jumping at these coming months of homeless wanderings and uncharted waters with a new-found courage, to find the new heart and new spirit which God promises me.

A new heart I will give you, and a new spirit I will put within you; and I will remove from your body the heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. 

(Ezekiel 36:26, NRSV)

My heart has been calling me to visit Republic of Ireland for a while now. I'm still unsure what it is all about, but I'm very certain and at peace with the idea of a two-week journey to Ireland. I took some time off from things, and focused on laying out a plan. The one-way flight from Manchester to Dublin was booked, and the hostel stays were reserved in several locations. The planner me wanted to be sure I have a roof over my head wherever I go, so I got the hostels planned first. The transportation and other details I will work out later on. So far, my heart is thrilled about going into the mountains of Connemara of west Ireland. I wish I could stay longer, but the accommodation was unavailable. Solely the two nights there, so I shall make the best out of what I have. Honestly, I'm actually spending more time in the wild wild west of Ireland rather than the east. This is a journey I have chosen to go. Let's see what God has in mind for me as I walk with Him through this.

After 24 hours of dark night of my soul, the usual me is back. More courage, not my own, but the Lord's. All glory and thanks be to my God!

Jeremiah 29:11

Two years and two months ago, upon discernment and rather careful planning, plus a "YES" to God to venture into uncharted waters, I resigned from a rather stable 5-day job and bade goodbye to teaching career upon completion of the 3-month notice. It was a strange day where nobody seemed to care. Yet, I knew I was doing exactly what I was called to do, and going to exactly where I was called to go.

It was a miracle when a month after the scholarship results was out and I was on reserved list (which literally means, "with sincere apologies we would like to inform you that you are not selected to be in our scholarship program) that I was offered that very scholarship again. I could only attribute this miracle to God and His plans for me. I was on a roller coaster when I said the second yes.

The first yes was to attend World Youth Day in Madrid, Spain, when I didn't even have financial means to pay for my flights nor registration fees. The second yes was to accept the scholarship and stayed back in Spain rather than to fly back. It would be a brand new chapter in my life. Two sides of the same coin - adventurous and scary at the same time.

I'm a planner by nature, so I've decided that I should travel a bit before the studies commenced. To end the chapter of a working young adult and jump into the chapter of a mature student. By April 2011, I had almost everything worked out - where I would go after WYD, where to leave my 25 kg luggage (all that I could bring for my two-year or more stay in Europe), transportation and accommodations during the Eurotrip, etc. I got really good bargain for my Rome accommodation, and managed to visit a fellow Couchsurfer in his family home in Crailsheim, Germany, and my two South Korean friends in Freiburg. So my journey started on 9th August 2011 when I left Malaysia (with the rest of the WYD team) until further notice.

Upon arrival to Madrid, I took the train down to Cordoba and met with the flatmate of the CSer who housed my luggage for a whole month while I traveled with my Deuter 45L backpack. From Cordoba, I took a bus to La Linea and met up with the group and walked over to Gibraltar where we spent almost a week there for the pre-WYD event. It was spiritually awakening indeed. From Gibraltar, we all took a bus back to super hot Madrid for WYD and yeah, I met Pope Emeritus Benedict XVI in Madrid during the weekend. After WYD ended, I bade goodbye to my church friends and started the solo travel to Barcelona on overnight bus. I arrived very early in the morning, took a train to Manresa and walked to the monastery where I stayed for three nights. I was blessed with the presence of an American Vietnamese priest, Fr. Tri Dinh, who guided me on personal retreat for a day. I never knew that the La Cueva was where St. Ignatius of Loyola stayed and wrote the Spiritual Exercises until I arrived and was given basic information of the monastery. So, for three nights I spent in silence getting enough rest, and be amazed by the love of God. After recharging myself, I met up my old classmate and her friend in Barcelona for two days to catch up and walked around the city of Gaudi. From Barcelona, I flew to Rome and spent four amazing days there. From Rome, I flew to Basel and took a train to Germany. Finally, I returned to Basel after about 5 days in Germany to fly to Spain again - to start my studies.

I'm on Erasmus Mundus Masters Course (EMMC) Scholarship, so every semester I moved to another country where my host university is. September 2011 we started in Madrid, by February 2012 we moved to Lisbon. I went back to Malaysia for the summer, spending about 3 weeks in West Malaysia and the other three in East Malaysia, and attended a close friend's wedding in Kota Kinabalu before I flew back to our 3rd country - the UK - in September 2012. I'm blessed with the opportunity to work on a project here in the UK so I'm here for the whole academic year. By November 2012, I started making enquiries about PhD vacancies. I know I have to get a PhD anywhere before I return to my homeland to start contributing again to the society, or anywhere God leads me to. Out of all the applications and enquiries, only Cambridge is all the way with positive answers...

Currently, I am shy of the financial assistance. I'm almost there, just the money which is stopping me from telling everyone that I'm going to Cambridge for PhD in October. It all got very exciting when Fitzwilliam College added me to the FB graduate group and started knowing who are the ones who would be in the same college as I do, and reading about the traditions of Cambridge. Yet, I'm right now in the 2nd phase of consideration for a scholarship which may fund my 3-year studies. I'm nervous, I'm worried, I'm scared. I'm just being human. Yet I know, I have done all I could. I had completed the documentation they needed, and emailed them right before I started writing this entry. Now, only God is left. If it is His will that I will receive some Cambridge education, there I will be, just on time, not a day early, not a day late.

As much as me being a stubborn mule, this time, may God's will be done in my life. For I know that His plans are greater than mine, more intricate and better than what I have in mind. And all His plans are to prosper me, not to harm me (c.f. Jer 29:11).

Wedding in Poland

It was an honour indeed that my Polish friend, Gosia, invited me to her wedding last weekend. In fact, the moment of knowing her in Igreja Corpo Santo, Lisbon, right after her engagement was a gift from God.

This trip brought out two extremes of emotions - the somber mood in Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camp and the joyful experience of Polish wedding celebration.

Friday, 28th June 2013
I was with two Couchsurfers, Magda from Poland and Adam from Australia, on this visit to Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camps. It was a very somber trip, with the drizzle adding to the ambiance. What hit me most is how human beings could be so cruel towards another race, just because they were taught of the superiority of their own race. Basic morality was nullified in the concentration camps. Indeed, where was the love? I was completely in awe when I passed by the starvation cell where St. Maximillian Kolbe was kept for two weeks without water and food, yet remained alive and then killed by lethal injection. Never had I thought I'd be visiting the place where a martyr of the Church was murdered. His life story was one of the few autobiographies of the saints of the Church which I read, without knowing that one day I'd stand outside the cell where he once lived and died. The tour brought us not only to Auschwitz but also to Birkenau, where there were remnants of larger and more "sophisticated" gas chambers as well as the camp itself. Some parts were destroyed, some remained standing as a history lesson to all who know about the Holocaust during World War II against the Jews. My heart breaks for all the souls who were lost in this period of time, and their surviving family members.

This was placed at the entrance of the gas chamber in Auschwitz concentration camp.

The road in Birkenau camp.

Saturday, 29th June 2013
On the other hand, my main objective of visiting Poland for the second time was to attend the wedding of Gosia and Tomek in Tarnow. I met up with her friends (after falling at the pavement and scrapped my knees) and went to Tarnow on 29th June to attend their wedding mass in church at 2 pm. After the wedding, we were all gathered in Hotel Marion for the traditional Polish wedding reception. I was seated with her hometown friends, Ulka and gang. The truth is I was actually in pain almost the whole time due to the scrapped knees and slightly twisted ankle. Yet, I thoroughly enjoyed the 12-hour celebration (4 pm to 4 am) which consisted of eating, drinking and dancing. I had the opportunity to practically try all the traditional Polish cuisines for wedding, drank few shots of vodka and danced a lot with everybody. These three things were beyond the boundaries of language. By the time I got home with Ulka and rested, it was 5.30 am. The birds were chirping and the sun was up.

Gosia and Tomek in the church walking down the aisle as husband and wife.

Gosia looking at Tomek cleaning the broken glass. One of the traditions in Polish wedding is the wedded couple would drink champagne from glasses tied together with a ribbon and then throw the glasses behind them. I'm not sure if the "cleaning up" part is part of it. But it was really adorable.

Gosia and Tomek picked me up from Ulka's place after midday on Sunday and I spent the afternoon in Gosia's family home, attended Sunday mass with them and Gosia's bro-in-law, and had supper of zurek (traditional Polish soup) with bread, and finally they sent me to Krakow on their way back to Katowice. I was honoured to be a part of their lives and be invited to witness this sacred moment of their lives.

May God be their Guide in their lives as married couple from now until the end. Amen!

New Outlook

After two hours deciding on the design of the blog, plus some tweaks here and there, I am proud to present my new blog design! It may look very conservative, but I prefer to keep it simple for the time being. The photo of daisies at Eiffel Tower for my title design was taken by Edgar, one of the four others whom I traveled with to Paris.

It is time for me to get back to my dissertation stuffs. Till then...

God bless.

On Eiffel Tower, Paris (L-R: Nick, Isabelle, Vivian, myself and Edgar)

Life in Lincoln So Far...

It's been a while since I posted any entry on this public domain of free expression, and suddenly, a hyper me after a super sweet cuppa Costa coffee feel like penning something.

Yes, I'm in the UK right now, in the 4th week of the third semester of my masters program. So far, it has been interesting the semester in Lincoln, despite the exhaustion and cold I felt last week when we were out there in the field in Riseholme campus. Beautiful place, but definitely COLD is in the dictionary! Hahaha!

Simulated mass grave which we digged out last week in Riseholme College

 

 

I was in Cambridge two weekends ago and it is a perfect tiny little university town which holds one of the prestigious universities in the world. I had the opportunity to walk around the campus/town and find it intriguing if I were to study there. Lovely river Cam which runs in the city, and definitely beautiful gardens surrounding the campus and residential colleges. Queen's College was my favourite. The serenity within the college itself is undescribeable. And yes, the pristine state of life there brings peace to my heart :)

 

Last Saturday, which was just two days ago, I took the courage to drive from East Midlands to West Midlands to pick up my luggages in Vanessa's and Eva's homes (separate districts). First time is always adventurous and yes, I did it!!! I picked up my clothes and all other things which I don't really need to survive yet I have them out of vanity of life previously. Beautiful drive and God has been merciful to bless me with almost perfect, non-rainy weather throughout the drive to and fro Lincoln. Then I realize that Lincoln is home right now. The relief of going home when I finally arrived in Lincoln yesterday morning was something I never expected yet I am at peace with right now :)

 

I have class in 30 minutes, so it's time to gobble some home-made Mexicana cheese sandwiches. More coffee? Haha. Maybe not, if not I wouldn't be able to stop talking all together ;)

 

Oh yeah, another exciting moment is going to happen end of this week. I'm going to London for Les Miserables in the Queen's Theater!!! It's going to be an awesome outing, I pray, with a nice cheerful lad. May God be with us as we travel from north and south to meet in Central London on Saturday morning. Amen!

Officially, Vacation!

I slept very little last night. I guess the packing and all sorta overwhelmed me. This is my third trip to the UK and I am still awfully stressed about it somehow. Perhaps the difference of temperature kind of frozen my already-frozen brain (?!). Oh well... Enough of the negativity. Let's look at the brighter side of things. I have RICE for breakfast. Haha. And I am planning to start my journey to the airport at 9 am (in fact, as early as I can). With the air traffic controller strike going on in the airport, I suppose it will be quite confusing, and furthermore, I have NEVER been to the airport here in Lisbon.

I better do the last bit of dishes and go off earlier. It's 840am now.

Checking out from Lisbon now :P Gonna be in four places in a single day today. Interesting Friday. May the Lord bless and guide me :)

Month of May, A Leisure Month

The last time I blogged felt like a thousand years ago. This is a very slow month, with about 14 days of holidays for me coming up soon next week. How could a packed Masters course be so vacant? I have no idea. Perhaps ill combination or poor time management from the authorities. However, it happened so. I have planned 10 days of vacation in the UK, and this will be my 3rd trip there. I enjoyed my previous two trips a lot, despite the rain and gloomy days, especially during the winter break.

Everybody has wants and desires. Being human, I, too, have wants and desires. A desire for a final year project which I am passionate about, a want of tech-savvy gadgets, a dream which I want it to come true. The other day I was chatting with a Malaysian friend living in Lisbon at the moment about my dreams. Yeah, I come to realize that I have a lot of big dreams, and at the same time, by God's grace, many dreams are coming true. Living in this world as who I am for almost 30 years now, and to have many big dreams coming true, indeed, heaven is on earth!

Counting my dreams which are coming true:

1. Being paid to travel - I hold a scholarship given by European Union right now, enough for me to live, study and travel without worries.
2. Living in Europe for at least a year - This program is a two-year program in three different European countries
3. Studying Forensic Science - I have always wanted to study Forensic Science...
4. Furthering my studies to Masters and PhD (yet to come true at this moment) - I am studying Masters now, completing first year in July...
5. Traveling to Rome - I was in Rome for 4 days last summer
6. Attending World Youth Day - Last summer in Madrid was the WYD, and I was there with my team from Sacred Heart Cathedral, Kota Kinabalu. Thank God!!
7. Pilgrimage to Fatima - I have signed up for the pilgrimage in May organized by the Irish Dominican Parish whose church I'm attending mass on Sundays. Thank God!

I may have more dreams which are coming true but I have overlooked as I write... Now it's time for priorities setting. I want a DSLR since forever! And a tablet, and a i3/5/7 dual core, anti-glare lappy... I actually am able to afford all three if I don't consider every other factor. So priority goes to keeping my "children" in the bank and seeing them grow... This is for the sake of my unknown future. Being a planner by nature, and visionary too, I want to paint a nice picture for my future, be it as a single or married person.

Serving with God's people... At the moment, I feel I am doing nothing much. And I truly look forward to spend more than 6 months with the Christian Union students in Lincoln, praying and praising together with a community of believers. And serving God's people. Everytime I think of this future, I miss my team in KK. It had been a wonderful time, through thick and thin with them. Though there were moments which drew me apart from the community, I was blessed, and am still is blessed by those who hold on to me even when I pushed them aside. For this, I thank God with my whole heart. They are my spiritual family indeed. Now I'm praying very hard for divine intervention for the project I desire. And the thought of knowing somebody out there is always with me in prayers comfort me a lot. Not only one somebody, but many of them. Thank God!

Monument of Cristo Rei, Almada

Discovery tower in Belem

Famous Portuguese egg tarts, Pasteis de Belem

The front of the famous Portuguese egg tart cafe

Ponte 25 de Abril

Wall of Castelo de Sesimbra

Castelo de Obidos, with Agnes from Hungary whom I met in church :)

Pharmacology Exam in 8 hours

I just realized I did not blog for more than a month! That is a long time. I wasn't too busy this month in fact, yet I realized I had not achieved anything significant too. The crushed dream of traveling during Easter sort of hurt the planner pride in me, thus no plans at all! Though I have purchased a return flight to England in May. Somehow I managed to get the flights. Other than that, nothing, again.

Oh well, I have an exam on Pharmacology in about 8 hours time. I spent almost the whole day to try to study, and successfully making notes only for 4 types of drugs before my fingers called quit. Of course, my usual doses of k-dramas intermittently, not forgetting distractions like Facebook, blogger (!), Twitter, Dramabeans recaps.... Even GMail became a distraction. And yeah, my 101 excuses that I should have my meals. Now I'm munching down some raisins while studying Cardiovascular Drugs and blogging (?!)

I was just writing a comment to my ex-student from Korea about getting rid of distractions if losing concentration in studies. And I am also doing it. Better continue walking the talk. Like the present my students gave me two years ago for Teacher's Day celebration: A great teacher inspires. As much as I'm currently studying to be a forensic scientist in future, my past 3.5 years of being a high school teacher lingers around, with my ex-students around the globe. Well yeah... Up to date, the count of my ex-students studying in UK is increasing (not decreasing). I'm so surprised when I started counting. Haha. One is flying to Plymouth next month, on the day I fly in to UK for my well-deserved vacation (?!).

Tomorrow's plan is to check out Sesimbra, and Anthia Dive Center there for my SCUBA refresher course, or maybe an Advanced Adventurer course? Hmm... I had so few diving experiences since I got my license about 9 years ago. My goodness, how time flies!!!! Well, I would love to blame on the low paid jobs I had and the expensive price for diving, but I know that where there's a will, there's a way. So it wasn't really the fault of anybody that I wasn't diving. Hopefully all things go well tomorrow, as planned. Oh well, unless it rains.

Hopefully I will remember what I'm studying during exam.....

Oh yeah, I'm in the midst of Novena to St. Jude for a special intention. St. Jude is the patron for helpless and  desperate cases. I do have some seemingly helpless situation here right now. Click on the link to access the prayer.

I'm going to Fatima for a pilgrimage after my UK vacation on Pentecost weekend. Anyone with petitions can email me.

Have a blessed day wherever you are!

Excellent Sunny Day in Radcliffe, United Kingdom

I'm currently in Radcliffe, UK, visiting my friend's ex-director since Friday evening. There was no snow, but definitely lots of rain. Yet, by God's blessing, today has been a wonderfully sunny day. We decided to go for a walk to the water canal nearby and there were a family of swans swimming us by. Look at the pic! The daddy and mommy swans swam ahead of the 3 ugly ducklings.

Daddy and Mommy Swan leading the babies...

Teenage ugly ducklings :P

I visited Barcelona too. It was great to have a lot of sun there, so warm that I could visit the seaside again and again during the 3 days there...

Here's how it looked like to be going to the beach during winter...

Cold wind but sunny day and blue Mediterranean sea as background.

Indeed, the Lord has been gracious to me, to allow me this opportunity to visit Europe in a leisure manner, not squeezing everything in a tight schedule.

Finally....

Nope, this is not my bed room, nor it's my bed or desk. Just a random picture from Google Image. But I did what a serious interior designer would murder me for - ruining the interior design of my huge master bedroom to suit my very important needs. After returning from Manchester after a great and awesome weekend with Ms. Teoh, Dr. Vun and their adorable daughter, Cassandra, and also my dear sister Anne Mary, I sorta lost all motivation to study. Been attending classes religiously and going to lab practicals, but not revising or doing my homework...

As I reflected on my past habit of studying, I have a tendency of being on my bed when I read... Yet there is a need to use the reading desk somewhat. I always had my desk next to my bed when I was in the university dormitory, then when I moved to Kingfisher. Haha. Penny for my thought. I got up after a late-afternoon nap, moved the pile of stuffs from the desk to my bed, and PUSH! the desk is now next to my bed. HAHAHA!

I was everywhere these two months, but just too lazy to upload photos. People are buzzing me for photos actually... Maybe just few here and on FB at the moment :) I'll share about my travels later on :P

Anne and me in Whitworth Park, Manchester

Ms. Teoh, Dr. Vun and Cassandra, plus me

Weekend Away

I know I should be resting but I am kinda excited about my trip to Manchester this evening. There are still errands to run in the morning prior to my train to Madrid at 1130 am. Gosh... I totally forgotten about changing money for my trip. And I just found out that not all banks in Cordoba have money-changing service, and there is not money changers like what we get back in Malaysia. I'm still trying to get used to the 101 challenges of living as a foreigner in Spanish land.

Well, this is a weekend I look forward to - meeting my FYP supervisor and her family, catching up with Anne Mary Khan, my friend from KK and checking out cold UK for the first time. I had always wanted to step onto the grounds of the empire which colonized Malaysia previously. Now I begin to appreciate Malaysia better as a Malaysian. At least, I get to travel in Europe/UK without any border issues due to our Malaysian passport which allows us to travel without visa here. Just my passport, and student card.

I didn't really plan my weekend... Hopefully I'd have some time to do so somehow. Haha. Let's see how it goes!

Europe Travel: Day 01

After a combination of 16-hour flight from Malaysia to Spain and a 19-hour transit in Doha, I am finally in the land of our spiritual ancestors - the European missionaries. I am currently in Cordoba, where I will be studying for the next 6 months. Thank God, I met good friends here - Maria Jose and Samuel, and the surgeon friend whom I have not met - Luis Martinez. During my train travel from Madrid to Cordoba, I met Shinook, a friend from Seoul. He was a nice guy and we shared and watched Korean drama together on my laptop. It's good to meet a traveling friend like him.

After 6 hours of bed rest, I feel more ready to take on the journey to Gibraltar. I changed my walking shoes to my faithful Bata slippers. At least my feet are breathing :P Thank God it's summer right now, so I have a less difficult time to adjust to the weather. It's just the humidity part. Cordoba was like an oven until around 9pm last night, but after that, it was all cool and felt so much like Malaysia here. I think I will love European summer most. But then again, I have yet experienced the rest of the seasons.

I wish to share more, but I have a bus to catch at 830 am and there is a 20 minute walk awaiting for me. So I shall get ready now.

My friends, please pray for me safety as I travel and study later on.

God bless :)