After 10 long weeks, tomorrow will mark the end of the first project. 

I've been moping around for the past 3 days since I've finished my project a little early so really this entire week till next Monday is pretty much a little much deserved and needed break for myself from everything that has happened the past 10 weeks. Ooh it's been crazy, hectic, madness, stressful, times where I felt like ripping the machine and toiles apart but alas, it will all be over tomorrow. And to add to that little joyous feeling, I'm satisfied with what I've done. I've made three toiles and considering I have no knowledge in pattern or using the sewing machine, it is amazing I've kept up. Loving what I've done for my final illustration of the line ups as well. I suppose the only downside to tomorrow is having to drag myself out of bed at 7:30 in the morning. Ouch that's going to be painful, especially since I've been sleeping from 2am every night till at least 11am the next morning.

So here I am now, cuddled up in my blankets in the corner of my bed with the mac sitting on my lap, typing away while listening to my newly downloaded music. It's starting to freeze around here so as of right now, I'm feeling like a lazy bum, but feeling great with my blankets and comfy bed. And staying on the bed keeps me away from all the night snacks that I might grab from under my desk. 

15 more days till I head home for the Christmas break (feeling a little like being chucked into hogwarts for some boarding school and then going home for the first time) and boy can't I wait to see everyone, especially my little poochie. All the decent food I can eat back home, not having to worry about laundry, work, "what should I eat today?", food shopping for the next 3 weeks that will be absolutely amazing. Mainly the laundry and dinner I think :) And I'll have the car again, the fast and convenient trains and buses, cheap shopping. I'm ready to leave. Heck, I should just pack my baggage now. Not that I would even have to pack much considering I'm not bringing anything back except all the Christmas gifts and orders. Afterall, the more clothes I bring back there (which quite honestly would no longer be needed since it's going to feel like summer back home), the less I can bring back with me and trust me, there is so much I have to bring back with me it's a little crazy.

It's scary how time flies.

It felt like only yesterday that I've moved into the halls, started uni and my first project yet it felt like I've been here for forever. And now, it's already been 10 weeks and I'm 2 weeks away from heading home. Before I know it, it's going to be right into the second project, easter and after easter, just 3 weeks till I'm off for summer. Of course in between those breaks there's my 19th which oh gosh, do I feel old. I don't feel like I'm 19. I don't want to feel 19 because that would mean I'm pretty much a grown up. I hate being a grown up. All the responsibilities, I mean bloody hell, only last week did I learn to cut my first apple and only 2 weeks ago did I finally, *exhale* decided to give my bathroom a big clean up and hoover the room. The things I miss back home. All the chores I have to do here.

Apparently it's supposed to start snowing around here, next week too. Well, all I'm hoping is for some decent, walkable, weather on the day I leave because I'd be dragging a massive baggage and it wouldn't be great if I had to tread in the snow. Oh it's going to be hilarious, me in the London underground, plane and in the Singapore airport, in my woolly snow shoes. And we're talking proper, snow shoes here. The things I do to have as much baggage space as I can for the trip back. Just blogging about this is getting me so excited and ready to bolt out of here back home. All the goodies and things waiting for me back home, especially my poochie which I haven't seen in 2 months.

So anyway, that's it for the little update for now. I might even have an early night tonight to prepare myself for tomorrow's 7:30am wake up call.