When the Leaves Begin to Fall

To cut the long story short, I'm facing a financial problem.

I shall sell my dear cuddly friends if I have to.

So long, farewell, my babies.

Education is so expensive. It's either this or I have an expensive taste in education.

Hmm. I think I'm in the right. I'm not going to study expensive subjects like medicine and engineering. Yep. I'm going for humanities.

So many to choose from: creative writing, media communications, journalism, literature and performing arts. I can't combine them all (if I have the time I would), maximum 2.

After solving this problem, I shall look for universities.

The gates of the University of Oxford is so faaaaaaaaaaar away.

I shall give up Oxbridge. However, I shall study smart and hard for University of Liverpool, University of Reading and King's College London.

If I fail to get a seat there I shall settle for Bath Spa University or University of Staffordshire.

Ok la, so I really do have an expensive taste in education. But seriously, who doesn't want to study in UK? Think about Prince William and Prince Harry. Think about scones and Earl Grey tea.

Think about taxes. And TV license (this is absurd I tell you).

Like what I told Cindy, we'll consume bread and water only. She'll cook, I'll clean.

No KFC, McDonald's and pizza for 3 years. *sob* I'm hungry already.

I really really really want to study in UK. Not for the glamour or prestige, but for the experience. Singapore is so much like Malaysia, except for the higher dose of kiasu-ness. Australia and New Zealand... well... they have 4 seasons too... but...

But...

Erm, well... but...

Prince Harry is not there. The Queen is not there too.

If only falling leaves were sterling pound notes... I'll keep dreaming.