Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow...

Time : 0200

*boom boom boom* loud knocks on the door…

Two drunk French guys were knocking on my door, “Comme aut…”

“No!!” I shrieked.

“Comme aut…itz snowinz…”

“Don’t lie!”

“Itz snowinz…Letzz go aut”

LJ, half asleep-half awake, joined in the camaraderie at the streets…

Trying my best to keep my heavy eye-lids up, I opened the bedroom window. The cold breeze gently caressing my cheeks, the fluffy bits of snow that looked like cotton candy floating in the air and instantly melting in my palms…ah! alas, winter is here!

Winters here are notoriously known to be lonely, dull and dead...but...

With me around...things are going to be very different...

WinterFest Glasgow

You know it's winter when the usual wool-knit jacket don't seem to be able to keep you warm anymore and when the department stores start to blare out the all-too-common-and-sometimes-too-irritating Jingle Bells tune through their PA system. Winter is finally here!! And Glasgow, being the "most" happening city in Scotland certainly has BIG plans to keep up to its title - WINTERFEST 2008!!

Yesterday, at -1 degrees, I reluctantly went to the city centre with Steph, LJ, Marc and joker Antonio. The 20 minute walk was none the less entertaining! What started with a playful shove ended up with 3 men boys playing game of Tag, tagging you know where…(no, not there, lower..lower..just a bit lower…yea..there!) But nothing can top Antonio’s toilet story..

“My (points to groin) very pain…”

“Really? What happened?”

“In the toilet…(making a pee-ing pose) finish, then I pull de chain (pointing to his zip)…oouucchhhh..”

Bursts of laughter soon ensued…Poor Antonio…

We were greeted at Arygle Street by a colorful array of sweets…sweets that looked too good to resist, but overly priced!!

Steph's tempation

-(p/s: she bought once when we were at Nottingham & it was a GBP15 bag of candies!)

Many tiny stalls lined the streets, most of which were selling Christmassy stuff and the deliciously sinful lipid-laden food that would eventually clog up our poor arteries!

Gingerbread stall :)

fashion disaster 101
Steph was kind enough to pose for me :)
i actually saw some kids wearing it!

warm felt feet warmers!

German Sausage Stall

part-time fireman, part-time coffee maker

Our next stop, George Square…

the festive lights that lit the periphery of the Square

George Square was transformed into a mini-theme park, with an ice-skating rink built right in the centre...

Ice skating around the statue of a famous naked man

i wanted to slide, but after thoughtful consideration and taking into account the expanding size of my derriere, i decided against it! :(

like the one in Genting

merry-go-round :)

Isn't it just beautiful? An old lady whom I spoke to in church said this to me, "It's the only thing that I like about winter here in Glasgow." And I couldn't have agreed more.

till i blog again, bye!

"Each of us lives a life of contradictory truths."

We have an illusion of the person we want to be, but often, we turn out to be the exact opposite. sometimes, we have youthful, wild dreams that often turn out to be a nightmare!

When i was much younger, i used to dream about studying overseas...in a place far, far away where the buildings were exact replicas of castles, the weather was more than just sunny and rainy, the professors were frontiers in their little-known research field and the student body was packed with good-looking "ang mo" guys.

When i was much younger, i used to think that life abroad equals unlimited freedom, freedom that meant no late-night phone calls from daddy asking me to hurry home at 2am from a bar nor irritating, kind reminders to clean my mess.

When i was much younger, i used to have the impression that its all glitz and glamor when you can say, "oh, by the way, i'm studying the YOU KAY"

*to be continued