A Twist In Reflection

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

1st Day @ Course Orientation

Good news and bad news.. Bad news first? I'm the only non-British student in my course of 60 students. Apart from another girl with afrocarribean decent, but still from London, I'm the only one with dark brown hair among the sea of blond haired locals. The lecturers all acknowledge me as they strolled into the room to start the orientation. God really likes to play these games with me. I'm sure He has plans for me. Ever since I applied for the course in this University. Past my phone interview at the last minute, fought against time to get my administration settled, had amazing parents that helped me to prepare for the flight and settle down here for the past week. Finally comfortable with the life here, but, I still think it's a joke that I'm the only overseas student for this cohort of students. They are all nice people, but it's hard at times to just start off on a similar topic. I'll adapt as quickly as I can. It's like being thrown into a swimming pool when you haven't really learnt how to swim. Comes to show that I've been too comfortable with my Singaporean life back home. Not saying it's a bad thing, but when it comes to understanding people from other cultures, it really can be quite an uphill task. Anyway, I've come so far now, I have to press on.

For the good news? I've got half my course fees sponsored by Lee Foundation, which will help my parents safe 35,500 Singapore Dollars. Was hoping for a full sponsorship actually, but my parents are happy, so I should be as well. Yeah! Really happy to hear that news over Skype with my Dad this evening.

Looks like I'll be having quite a number of essay assignments coming my way. Quotations.. Word limits.. Its like reliving my poly days, but in a different environment and people altogether.

Listening to jazz music now, and somehow, I can't stop but think back on times how I had those wonderful spins around East Coast.

Really happy to hear from Amanda again on Sunday morning, can't wait to go back this June and hangout with her again.. But that seems far away.. Sigh!

Saturday, September 16, 2006

Uni Life So Far..

I'm more or less settled down in my hostel, which is a rather small room. Trying to think of ways of how to make this room a little more comfortable. Maybe I'll get some posters to make up for the boring brick walls. I need to get some tags as well to pin up wishing cards from friends back home.. Gosh, I wonder how is everyone doing back home now. This first week was really an experience. It's like being in another world, and it seems to welcome you with open arms to all it's splendor, vices, and way of life. I feel sucked into the culture here already, but still longing for the one back home. September is almost over, and when October comes, I will be left with 8 months here before I can stand on Singapore soil again. Yeah!!

Met some friendly Malaysian, Hongkong, Taiwanese and Korean friends during my first week. We spent late nights in the hostel kitchen, playing "Truth or Dare". Some games are just so inter-cultural. LOL. We spent some late nights walking around the streets of Newcastle, having supper at Keberb stalls, and just last night, we walked into a pub which played fairly good beats and was free entry as well. The streets near the quay side were mainly pubs, clubs and restaurants. A bottle of Stella cost 4.50 pounds at the pub which is about Singapore $14. The architecture of the buildings around look as beautiful as during the day. With the chill winds and the strong English architecture, it made me feel a little intimidated, but I'll get used to it soon.

Sent my dad off at the train station, and it felt as bad when I left Singapore. For a moment, I knew I was going to be alone and away from family. My dad bought Swiss Chocolates, which are cheap here, along with other biscuits and chips.

Managed to find a Methodist Church right in the heart of the city, standing proudly as an individual building. When I walked in, a cheery English middle aged lady greeted me and really made me feel welcomed to the church. She showed me around the premise, and the interior looks just as splendid as the exterior. The congregation is made up of mainly locals, but still, there are some international students. I'll be heading down for the service at 10.45am tomorrow. Think I'll probably be thinking about my church pals back home when I'm in the service tomorrow. For once, I know my good old buddy Jon won't be standing beside me at the service tomorrow. I hope to find God when I'm here and stay out of unnecessary trouble if possible. I need to work hard and get the honours and probably put a smile on my parents' faces. I just want to survive these 3 years and head home, find a nice Singapore gal and settle down.. LOL.. But that seems far away now. There's so much to hope and strive for now. I hope I just do all things right.

Oh yeah! Just joined the University gym membership here which cost me 99 pounds and an additional 20 pounds to join the University Rowing Team. Both only valid for a year. I have not ran and did gym for a week already, and I'm starting to feel like a fat ass. Another 3 days, and the gym will be opened, got to hang in there..Ha..

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Arrival @ The North East

I must say, that the sent off for me at Changi Airport was just brilliant. All my best buds were there, and the ang pao I received from my aunties and uncles were numerous. Some even in pounds.

The flight to London Heathrow was a smooth one. The Qantas had this inbuilt system that shows the passengers exactly where the plane is flying over at every minute. When it showed that it was flying close to the capital of Iran, which is Tehran, I rushed to the window to see if I could catch a gleams of the country's capital who is now in contention with regards to it's nuclear warheads. To my amazement, the brightly lighted streets managed to form the shape of the city in similarity to that of the one in Wikipedia. Although it was a night flight, it didn't stop me from viewing cities like Moscow, Berlin, Frankfurt, and Amsterdam from a bird's eye view.
At long last, after 13 hours of flight, we touched down at London Heathrow Airport. It was rather confusing to find my way to the other terminal as there were endless signs showing you to many other directories. Had an egg and bacon bagel with my dad for breakfast, before the long wait of 6 hours before our domestic flight to Newcastle. We had to check in another hand carry luggage, as the restrictions were strict. We then took off with British Airways, and within 50 minutes, we landed in Newcastle. At the baggage collection point, I was taken aback when my luggage didn't turn up, and had to file for a lost and found. It was one of my more important luggages, as it contained my clothes, and different chargers for my laptop, MP3 player, and mobile phone. I wasn't able to have a new set of clothes for at least 2 days, and deprived of internet connection as well. The insurance claim for the luggage only amounted to a few hundred Singapore Dollars, and was too little to make up for the lost I was about to incur.

I spent the next 2 days exploring the city, finding out the cheapest place to shop for certain groceries, and getting myself accustom to the culture and way of life here. The locals are generally friendly, except for a few black sheeps.

Surviving on the same jeans and polo shirt for 2 days straight was no joke. It didn't exactly put me on a good mood. Forgetting to bring my camera USB was another issue, and worst of all, my external hard drive didn't survive the flight, not to forget that my speaker was damaged at the side due to the heavy shuffling of luggages at Heathrow Airport.

Walking for hours never became an issue when I first arrived at Newcastle. The weather was not as cold as I expected it to be, but the chills from the wind now and then can be rather cold, especially during the early mornings and late nights. Its just into autumn now, but I'm already experiencing the worst to come, and that's winter. My sleep is always shortened by the early morning chills. Glad that I'm in the momentum of making 2 meals a day for myself, and mostly lunch is sandwich, as it's one of the cheaper food you can find in shopping malls or stalls along the street. I haven't really miss the local food back home as yet, as I've always fancy western delights. Given more time, I definitely will.

The buildings in Newcastle are of a mixture of the old and new. Its like old buildings that have their interior totally refurblished for the purpose of offices, banks, and shopping malls. The architecture of the old churches and buildings were on of a kind. The locals are generally peaceful folks who are just going about their everyday life and will always stop to help if you happen to ask for directions. Almost got knocked down by a public bus just yesterday as the road it was traveling on looked like a normal pathway for shoppers. They have firmiliar brands like Zara and Top Shop here as this is where it originated in the UK. The Top Shop here sells its stuff a little more expensive then compared to Singapore outlets, but Zara sells it's stuff cheaper than the ones you find in Singapore. The western food here is rather blend in it's taste. Had the chance to try the local Fish & Chips. You can hardly taste anything if you don't add vinegar to it, which has every bottle placed on every dinner's table. The fast food here like McDonald's and KFC is about 3.40 Pounds per set meal, which is about 9.20 Singapore dollars after conversion.

The food at China Town was good, but still incomparable to the fried rice, hokkien mee, and roasted duck noodle that we have back home.
that's all for now, and there's so much more, but my eyes are getting heavy.

Saturday, September 09, 2006

And This Is How The Cookie Crumbles!

Huh! Last night in my homeland, Singapore. The place where is truly home. You must be wondering why I'm saying such a statement when I haven't even seen the other side of UK. I believe it is still home. The friends, family, food, weather, nightlife. It all comes in a package that truly is uniquely Singapore, and I'll definitely miss everything here, especially the people here. There are just too many to mention. Some of course are more close to my heart, and it's not a matter of how long I've known them or how much I have been meeting them.

This week past really slow for me. Maybe I wanted it to pass as slow as possible. I guess I have said my goodbyes to as many people as possible. Some I'll really miss very much. Tomorrow holds a new era in my life. Something I have never expected myself to stumble upon 2 years back, something like a fantasy, a land far away, with cultures I have yet to understand, people I have yet to click with and make friends of diverse cultural backgrounds.
The only things that will probably remind me of home are the pictures I uploaded into my laptop. When the lonely winter days approach, I'll probably be looking at them, thinking back on the good old days, and counting down the weeks to be home once again.

Had dinner with my family just, and when my dad drove past cityhall, I just glanced out of the window, staring at Marina Square, Esplanade and Raffles City, as if I were a tourist. I probably won't get to see it for the next 9 months or so. Time will fly by I believe.

All preparations have been done, and so, it's Qantas tomorrow, bound for London, which is about 13 hours flight. After landing in London, it will be another 7 hours of waiting before the domestic flight to Newcastle Upon Tyne, which will be about another 2 hours of flight. Just hope the terrorist will stay quiet on September 11th morning, when I'm preparing for my domestic flight to Newcastle.

I'll be fighting hard to come back.

Thursday, September 07, 2006

4th Last Day Before Take Off

Its Just 4 days away. I can't believe time passed so fast. Counting down the days have turned to counting down the hours. Starting to finalize the last of my packing, still my luggage is overweight by 6 kg, and because of food items, my dad's luggage is 3kg overweight. Every KG that the luggage weight exceeds is gonna cost us 30 to 50 Singapore Dollars. Now I've to start cracking my head again. The planning and packing never seem to end.

Just came back from supper with my SAFSA Boater Dudes. As usual, we met up at Prata House at Sin Ming, talking cock and stuff. Probably the last time I'll get to taste prata for the next 9 months. Sharing old memories of the recent past. How we survived through trainings..How we were made to do stupid stuffs like carrying our paddle while running 2.4km, and walking backwards for a good 2km after a run..How we made fun of certain people in the team.. Rather bimbotic stuff yeah? But I guess I'm gonna miss all these.

Just yesterday, I popped by Marina Square to have lunch with Steve and his cousin Jon, at this Hongkong Cafe called "Xin Wang". I ended up ordering pasta which came with a chicken chop. It was alright, but not fantastic. I can't believe I just commented on the food for crying out loud. I'll probably be cooking lousy dishes with no taste to them during my first year at Newcastle at least. Anyway, it was a good meal with my good buddy. What else can I possibly ask for.

Managed to hit the gym today, and it turned out to be quite a productive workout. Thanks to Jeremy of course, who was both my Poly team mate and SAFSA team mate. Will I ever find such training buddies over in the UK? Bought some supplements today from GNC, and thought of bringing them over to the UK. No way am I gonna stop sports, I mean, it has become a part of my life.

I'm just happy meeting up with friends for now, and I better get on with my packing. Mainly clearing my room before I leave.

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Just Another Day Of My Last 2 Weeks In Singapore

Today was just like any other day for the past month or so, only difference is probably more productive a day.
I woke up at 12pm today, after coming back home at 4am in the morning from stephen's place after watching Lock Stock, which I practically fell asleep half way through as I was way too tired.
Managed to get more administrative stuff done today. Called up Ministry Of Health to confirm certain issues pertaining to my course in England. I managed to get hold of the person incharge of ordering books at ResearchBooks Asia, which is a book store that specializes in selling Medical and Allied Health Sciences textbooks. Sadly, if I were to order it now, it will only be ready for collection in about a month time. By then, I would already be in my 3th week at Newcastle. Guess I'll probably get the book over in the UK. Managed to collect my pants which I lent to a friend for his graduation day at NYP. It took years to get back to me. Sometimes, when you don't ask, you'll probably not get it back. After which, I took a train back to Novena to meet up with my dad to buy the air tickets, and had dinner at Thomson Plaza, which I practically just gaurged my way through the Roasted Duck Noodle, Fried Carrot Cake, Egg Tarts, and Tau Suan. I must say that my appetite had really increased tremendously for the past 2 weeks. Maybe its psychological that I probably wouldn't get to eat such local delights for the next 9 months. When I got home, I took the chance to plan an outing for my NYP Dragon Boat Team Mates, and managed to message about 15 of them to meet up this coming weekend for dinner. Its really last minute, and I feel rather bad about it. Half the time, I'm already so caught up with my planning and administrative stuff. Anyway, not everyone could make it on Sunday, but can't really do anything about it. Saturday is the meeting up with Amanda and some other poly mates, and this Sunday is the last before I fly off on the next. I'm just trying to meet up with as many friends as I possibly can. Friends that are both close to my heart and those I haven't seen for quite a while, suddenly seem both as important. After all the messaging, I paid Edd a visit, and at the same time, had him help me with downloading of softwares which probably would help ease my boredom during the winter months. Last of all, I managed to pack all my important belongings into a cabinet in my room, so that nobody would use it without my permission when I'm away. It's not being selfish, it's just protecting stuff that you feel hold some sentimental value to you. I'm at the final stages of completing my preparation for England.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Looking Back On My Dragon Boating Days

Endurance.. Mental Strength.. Team Work.. The list goes on for any athlete in any given team sport. It's not a battle between team sports and individual sports now, but the sacrifices and will power to be the best athlete you can ever be.
Dragon boating is a sport that is all rounded. In terms of physical conditioning, it not only trains your strength, but also your staminer and endurance. The perfection of both human strength and staminer has never been so evident. In terms of mental, it somehow gives you the "never say die" attitude, and the thought that "impossible is nothing". It also gives you the team spirit which is the Liverpool slogan, "you'll never walk alone". Every man will want to perform his best for his team mate to share the glory at the end. Every man will ensure he is at his peak fitness and mental strength at the starting line. The adrenaline pumping for me at any given race site is just madness. The thought of just going out there to trash any team that's in your way has never been so purposeful. Basically its always a struggle between values. You respect your opponent, yet show him now mercy.
I started this sport way back in my polytechnic days. The trainings at the NYP ground was always warm up, followed by 10 rounds around the track. At times, there will also be circuit training, which is sprints, pull-ups and sit-ups. The pull-up station is basically my playground, as I usually just complete my 60 pull-ups in 2 sets straight. After the staminer and endurance build up, we will start on weights training. Still panting from the run, we start our weights training in pairs. From shoulder press to leg squats, we cover it all, practically working out every muscle group, yeah.. Even the buttock muscles, believe me. The worst station was the rowing machine. After being drained off your staminer, endurance and strength, its no joke pulling your way through the rowing machine for 2 sets of 2 minute all out row. This is where the mental comes in. I will never forget the rowing machine. The only station that makes my jaw feels like its going to fall apart anytime, my arms feel numb and my heart exploding from my chest. After just over an hour of non-stop weights training, and when you thought all is over, the coach will start on his 150 non-stop "hold it there" push-ups and 120 non-stop sit-ups. As you can see, its always the mental. There will be shouts of encouragement as we press on to the finish of the 3 hour training session. After the ordeal, the most therapeutic and relaxing part of training has finally come, the warm-down, which is 2 rounds around the track and stretching. This is then followed by a debrief. The 2004 NYP Guy's Team managed to clinch 2nd place behind NTU in the Inter-varsity-Polytechnic Games, beating other favorites like NUS and Nee Ann Poly. ITE, Temasak, and Singapore Poly were no where in sight.
Then came my National Service days, where I joined the SAFSA Dragon Boat Team, which practically trained almost everyday, and yes, even on public holidays. Mondays and Wednesdays were land training, where we usually do 5km runs and hit the gym. We will have 3km, 2.4km and 1.6km sprint running time trials now and then, and so if you happen to eat curry the night before, good luck to you. Then there will be the pull-up test, which I dominate always. Never failing to do 46 pull-ups in a minute. Tuesdays and Thursdays will be sea training where we did our rowing. Clocking mileage for the conditioning of our rowing muscles. This is where the rowing technique comes in for optimum effect, from our fitness training. After rowing a good 2 miles, we usually end off with a last charge which is a pick up in stroke rate, which also determine the fitter rowers. This we usually do in sets. Saturdays and Sundays will be a mixture of land and sea trainings. After rowing for a good 2 hours, we will proceed with our 3 km run. The end of every training always leaves us hungry. Even in the shower, we were already dreaming about what to eat. At one point, many of us felt that we didn't have time to recover fully from all the training, and were starting to feel worn out from the trainings and the heat from the sun. Many of the rowers also became ill from dehydration. Our determination always lead us to the finals of every race ever since I stepped into the team. The most memorable race I had with the SAFSA Team was the River Regatta, held at the Singapore River in December 2005. Every rower was at his peak fitness and I really enjoyed the thrills of beating teams like NTU which had half it's boat filled with national rowers. I had the pleasure of being the Pacer of the team in my last race with SAFSA. I'm glad I managed to coordinate my stroke rate with Jeremy, which requires like 100% focus on my part.
Then came May 2006 when the National Team called for a time trial. It was a 2.4km test with a pull-up test included in as well. Not forgetting the Individual Row Test, where every member had to row one full boat by himself, trying to clock the best possible time. It was a whole experience all together. I learnt how to row while standing and kneeling, which was rather bad for the knee cap and ligaments. The rowers in the team had fitness levels I've never seen in my NYP and SAFSA days. They were like bodybuilders who could run 2.4km in 8 minutes plus. That was during the time the team was training for the race in Macau.
I'm just happy that I sustain no injuries through out these years of Dragon Boating, and I look forward in continuing this sport after my studies in the UK.