My very own lunch I made within half an hour one cold afternoon.
And this, the Sporeans very first home-cooked meal! Not much, but much to be wanted by our cold stomachs here.
7 Oct 2006
Seeking its warm spot in the/ Cold soil of the expanse 1:49 pm
Drats. I am nursing the onset of a wicked sore throat, with auditions in a couple of days. After all the missed opportunities back home, I've decided not to let this chance go by without a shot at it; auditioning to be in musicals. "Chicago" auditions is on Sunday and the "Copacabana" ones are next week. The week after will also be for the Big Band's singer.
After just barely 2 weeks here, one realises how much greater this global pond is. Or rather how perochial my view was back home. Now, possibly, I have a glimpse of why peeps back home grouse about the influx of foreign talent who unseat their employment; something which I earlier did not sympathise with.
Regardless of it being a sport, a political party, musicals or academics, an average 19 year old student here at Warwick may have done the following:
1. Played at the state level for a sport, and still not make Warwick's team
2. Joined a political party and stood for local elections
3. Done 6 musicals before, and lead actor in all
4. Studied law & politics at A Levels, and spouting statements like "globalisation as a march of imperialism"
The list goes on.
And I, an average 21-year-old from Singapore has barely skimmed the surface of other activities at these levels of commitment. I am definitely not discouting what an avergage Singaporean kid does back home, the O Levels, A Levels SATS blah (the peeps from other countries do those too), but outside the classroom, it is hard, in my opinion, to find avergage SIngaporeans dedicated to a CCA at similar levels of participation and commitment.
Again, this is a sweeping statement, but it is exactly how I feel talking to these kids younger than I. No doubt, I pride our local boys on going to army with the artillery, but here is another guy who has been doing humanitarian work since 13, and acting out his convictions by being an avid activist.
Well, whatever truth that lies beneath the broad assumptions I have made above, this is my opportunity to take in the sights of this greater world that I have long been shielded from through my mundane humdrum back home.
Amidst the Coventry greens
Do I seek the budding hope of
Autumn magpies and hungry
Squirrels.
An alien blossom
Seeking its warm spot in the
Cold soil of the expanse
Of this small Universe.
There is always something
Bigger out there.
Uncle T
After just barely 2 weeks here, one realises how much greater this global pond is. Or rather how perochial my view was back home. Now, possibly, I have a glimpse of why peeps back home grouse about the influx of foreign talent who unseat their employment; something which I earlier did not sympathise with.
Regardless of it being a sport, a political party, musicals or academics, an average 19 year old student here at Warwick may have done the following:
1. Played at the state level for a sport, and still not make Warwick's team
2. Joined a political party and stood for local elections
3. Done 6 musicals before, and lead actor in all
4. Studied law & politics at A Levels, and spouting statements like "globalisation as a march of imperialism"
The list goes on.
And I, an average 21-year-old from Singapore has barely skimmed the surface of other activities at these levels of commitment. I am definitely not discouting what an avergage Singaporean kid does back home, the O Levels, A Levels SATS blah (the peeps from other countries do those too), but outside the classroom, it is hard, in my opinion, to find avergage SIngaporeans dedicated to a CCA at similar levels of participation and commitment.
Again, this is a sweeping statement, but it is exactly how I feel talking to these kids younger than I. No doubt, I pride our local boys on going to army with the artillery, but here is another guy who has been doing humanitarian work since 13, and acting out his convictions by being an avid activist.
Well, whatever truth that lies beneath the broad assumptions I have made above, this is my opportunity to take in the sights of this greater world that I have long been shielded from through my mundane humdrum back home.
Amidst the Coventry greens
Do I seek the budding hope of
Autumn magpies and hungry
Squirrels.
An alien blossom
Seeking its warm spot in the
Cold soil of the expanse
Of this small Universe.
There is always something
Bigger out there.
Uncle T
5 Oct 2006
This was Day One at the Piazza. Doesn't look like that in early mornings after parties at night...
The garden where Alice in Wonder
Below is the view from my window. Autumn leaves...
Uncle T
3 Oct 2006
The peeps that make Warwick warm... 3:34 pm
Cheers, to the peeps that make Warwick warm!
All that grocery shopping, all the time, perpetually, in Coventry
Yup, that's how the Brits get their size
Soccer on a wet English field next to me flat at Tocil
ah yes, the English fish&chips at OxfordThen Jia Wei and I went to Topman to grab gloves. Guess what. Their smallest size was too big, and so I settled for a Nike kids pair. Taking it further, Jia Wei quipped that he shall open a retail chain just for me, Topkid. Presenting to you, the proud owner of Topkid!
Do check up http://www.flickr.com/photos/nicfoo/ for more photos for now, as in the future.
Uncle T
From the Land of Alice in Wonderland 1:31 pm
From the Land of Alice in Wonderland...
This is indeed way overdue. I've arrived here in Warwick for a week and a half, and only know am I saying hello.
To get some the major did-you-knows out of the way: I'm studying at University of Warwick, just on the fringe of the town of Coventry. Its north-west of London, about under 2 hours to get to London by rail. I am studying Philosophy, Politics, Economics (PPE) and am staying in Tocil residence on campus.
I start classes proper today, and am looking forward to finally teasing an army-frozen brain to life with 3 seperate disciplines. My course is one of the heaviest degrees here at the university. I have to check 3 pigeon-holes, 3 notice boards, and 3 times the workload of a single-subject degree. Nasty.
Weather is turning cold. But despite that, have had a number of morning runs through campus with squirrels, ducks & hares for company. We also play soccer in the cold, wet English weather on the very beautiful fields here; its like carpet grass here. We slide, get muddy, get flung, all just to play a good game of soccer :)
My room's slowly becoming comfy, and yes, its me very own roomhold, where I am matron; I manage food, household, transport allowance, cleanliness, decoratives etc. What a fast-track to growing up.
The campus is lovely, and I'm slowly making new friends (for the Brits possibly only in the bar. I'm just kidding. You know that right? Ha). But it is hilarious to know how much people know about Singapore. They think: "Singapore? How's that dictator" "Singapore, do you know kung fu?" "SIngapore, how is it now that you're back with China?" "Singapore, sorry I don't speak Singligh. Can you speak English?"
Cheers!
Me final farewell with family back at Changi Airport
View of Central Asia from SQ318
My very own sandwich brand in the UK!!
Shakespeare's house, and Shakespeare's student
Picadilly Circus, London; my first view as I stepped out to London for the first time. Lovely.
Uncle T
This is indeed way overdue. I've arrived here in Warwick for a week and a half, and only know am I saying hello.
To get some the major did-you-knows out of the way: I'm studying at University of Warwick, just on the fringe of the town of Coventry. Its north-west of London, about under 2 hours to get to London by rail. I am studying Philosophy, Politics, Economics (PPE) and am staying in Tocil residence on campus.
I start classes proper today, and am looking forward to finally teasing an army-frozen brain to life with 3 seperate disciplines. My course is one of the heaviest degrees here at the university. I have to check 3 pigeon-holes, 3 notice boards, and 3 times the workload of a single-subject degree. Nasty.
Weather is turning cold. But despite that, have had a number of morning runs through campus with squirrels, ducks & hares for company. We also play soccer in the cold, wet English weather on the very beautiful fields here; its like carpet grass here. We slide, get muddy, get flung, all just to play a good game of soccer :)
My room's slowly becoming comfy, and yes, its me very own roomhold, where I am matron; I manage food, household, transport allowance, cleanliness, decoratives etc. What a fast-track to growing up.
The campus is lovely, and I'm slowly making new friends (for the Brits possibly only in the bar. I'm just kidding. You know that right? Ha). But it is hilarious to know how much people know about Singapore. They think: "Singapore? How's that dictator" "Singapore, do you know kung fu?" "SIngapore, how is it now that you're back with China?" "Singapore, sorry I don't speak Singligh. Can you speak English?"
Cheers!
Me final farewell with family back at Changi Airport
View of Central Asia from SQ318
My very own sandwich brand in the UK!!
Shakespeare's house, and Shakespeare's student
Picadilly Circus, London; my first view as I stepped out to London for the first time. Lovely.Uncle T