No reservation, can i?

After talking over with the parents, and boyfriend, I decided not to take the freelance job, albeit scale of the project (3 countries / markets coverage) does imply good return on time (pay).  Which means I shall return to the shire soon, probably within weeks, to make most times before the Brits’ holiday season for job hunting.

Somehow, I have a little hesitation, a little more reservation prior to taking off this time round.

Living with a what ‘mobile home’ is something I’m very much use to since 16, but this time, it juz feels different.  In the past, I kind of associate where my family members are home, so home is here in HK. Simple as that. 

But, things changed over the past year and a half.  The geographic spread of my family members and THE ONE who conveys feeling of ‘family member’ are now crossing over the Atlantic sea, setting between West and the East.  And I can’t help but asking myself what have I done?  Things would be much more straight-forward should I fall for a proper Oriental person.

At the back of my mind, I am perpetually fretting about what lies ahead… that occupies imagination… and I am going to miss my another home wherever I am in the world, geographically.

light of lime green

That little piece of lime green paper-sticker, that puts both our lives in miserable mood for months… is finally there on me passport.  The end. 

I was not as ecstatic as I thought would be.  It is partly becos that for a long, long time i have trained myself a sort of immunity from having any emotions over development of the matter.  Suppose, I could only feel a sense of relief right now… like, it’s one thing down from the check-list.  Got it, the post study work visa.

The panda boyfriend is of course, chuffed.

…not sure if he would be for I’m going to remind him for as long as we are going be together, that my life has been on hold, for him, for nearly one year since graduation.

That requires loads brekkie-in-bed to makeup for…

Exhausted, me.

Was it me?

The bf had lunch with few of his friends @ Midhurst Pizza Express this afternoon. He then grabbed home a piece of literature to show me on skype and directed me to the following website…

http://www.pizzaexpress.com/christmas/default.aspx

 

Look at that girl with reindeer ears!!!!!  For a moment I doubted myself – when did I have that photograph taken??  Was it from the Santa-Con last year since I’m sure I have that hairband somewhere in the (bf’s) flat!!  I then showed me mummy the picture and she asked the same question too… I mean, the girl in the picture really does look like me!!!!!  Same hair style, same eye-bags, even same shape of the face (80% +++)…..

After me realising that could not be me, I found the whole thing a little bit amusing.  That, Pizza Express is using an Oriental looking person to star their Xmas promotional material at home, in the UK market.  It says about “who” they are trying to target as customers this Christmas…