The past few months have just gone by too quickly. It still seems too good to be true that now I am a graduate. A Bachelor of Law (LL.B) Hons holder. Finals came & went, graduation came & went...
...and so did my life.
Crazy. I am sitting here at half 2 in the morning in the new apartment reflecting back on those times. I sometimes wonder what is in store for me now in my life. To be honest, I am not glad to be back in a city. I wished I was back in the little town of Aberystwyth -- where I have the freedom to take walks by the prom (whatever time it is without worry about my safety), to be able to walk from one place to another (without needing to take the tubes), or even to have the town & kebab shops only a corner away from the house. The comfort of it. Now, I don't even see a kebab shop nearby!
I miss that. Furthermore, I wonder if I had made the right choice when I left Rachel's (although I was only a casual worker) to come to the big city - jobless. Maybe I was really crazy to have given up that job I had. Work at Rachel's had been really entertaining. The different people that you meet everyday (casual & permanent staffs) from all the different shifts & different things you do (depending on which department you're in). Maybe I should have listened to some of the people there & had just applied for a full-time position there. But then again, I did not get a law degree to end up working there. Who knows? Maybe John was right. He'll see me again. We'll see.
Job hunt at the moment has not been productive. Let's just say it has not progressed at all. Did send in 1-2 applications but heard nothing yet. Then again, I have been warned about getting a job here.
Mom gave me the choice to go back to M'sia; to live back home, to get me a car of my own & to start work at a basic graduate salary. Yet, I refuse that too-good-to-be-true offer just so I could remain in the UK.
What is it that I can't let go of this country?
Stratford is not a bad place but sometimes (everyday, to be exact), I wished I was back in ol' Aberystwyth, the little Welsh town where everything is in Welsh & English. I'm homesick, not of KL but of Aber. I do miss the people I use to see on a daily basis. Terribly. If only we have kept in touch.
I wish I had the answer; the answer to so many unanswered questions...
