Letter that cheered me up

I received an email that cheer me up the entire day! I can only read the snippets of the email....

The email is from Scott Wilson and it says "we would like to interview you at 10/01/2012 at our KL office......."

The next second I know is that I am punching the air already. 

Cheering quietly inside my heart as I tried not to express myself excessively even I am alone in the loft. 

Although KL seems not the ideal place to settle down, but so far SW is probably the best choice for my career in civil engineering. Finger Crossed. I have to tell myself it's just an interview!

This interview will make my rather overpriced Christmas air ticket back home worthwhile.

Looking forward to the trip back home. 

One afternoon in Brighton

When I open my eyes, I see a familiar ceiling, a ceiling that I used to wake up to. For one second, I thought I was at home, but I am not. I am about 100 miles away from London. I am in Folkestone, to work.

I can still feel the hangover from yesterday after a few pints of becks with some of my co-worker in the bar. 

I enjoy working in the bar, the feel good vibes, music, friendly blondes and blokes, cool DJ, a lovely bar tender whom is a mother of five with breast enhancement for free from the NHS.

Just ignored the last bit, I am still tipsy now. 

I am going Brighton today, just to get out of London for a few hours, away from work, away from my working place.

I followed John's car to Brighton, we took the small trunk roads along the beach instead of the Highway. 

Although the duration of the journey is about double, but the sightseeing is breath-taking. Typical country road. Perhaps, the sunny weather added some value to the scenery. 

Worth the while! 

Arrived Brighton about 1530, which is about one hour from sunset. Perfect! Just enough time to explore the city before it's too dark. 

John parked the car in regency car park and I went on a short walking tour in Brighton.
Just about 5 minutes strolling the city without googlemap, I found myself in a familiar hotel which I was upgraded complementary to a sea view suite last year. Ahh, thinking of the good times, the upgrade made my holiday last year. Truly enjoy it. 

Went on walking around Brighton City, I did 'HEAR' couples snogging on the street, although I tried very hard avoiding walking near them when they were snogging. 

That is the thing about Brighton where everyone is walking with someone. Love seems so natural here. 

When the skies getting dark, I decided to end my direction-less walking tour in Brighton and check Google to find the nearest shopping mall. 

Bought a single shot espresso from Nero and a brown newspaper with DSK-scandal featured on it. I spent the rest of my time in the coffee shop myself indulging this scandal. 

My conclusion is

"French politic is over-rated, especially the prime."

Transition Period

I am currently on my notification period of my current job. In one month's time, I will be back to my comfort zone, where I call it home. :)

I will have to end this unsustainable lifestyle of mine in UK. As I am heavily depending on my Uncle in London. Although for a short period, I tried to live outside on my own, but the cost of the lifestyle is simply unattainable for a part-time accounts assistant like me. Having said that, I would like to make it clear that this year is not a family-funded gap year, although they did leave a sum of hard-earned-ringgit-converted GBP for me to spend which I am grateful of. 

But leaving this place is inevitable, considering all the factors(low growth, euro-zone crisis, highest unemployment rate from 1997). It's very obvious that its time to pack my luggage, and check in Heathrow.It's time for me to explore somewhere else. 

Looking at all opportunities that I had given, I have got fair number of chance to secure jobs that would let me obtain a visa of employment and eventually let me extend my stay here in UK. It's probably one of the main reason deterring myself from trying to stay here for one another year(as my visa ends Jan 2012). 

I am looking forward to what is coming on later in life.

Embarking a life changing journey.