Thirty Ninth week of LPC

And just like that it's all over.

LPC is over.

London life is over.

1 month full of lack of sleep, averaging 5/6 hours a day, panicking about getting to the library early enough to grab my favourite seat at libs, eating at odd times of the day, drowning myself in coffee, triple shot latte, a must. But now it's all over. It feels weird, but I'm relieved that, that lifestyle is now over, buried in a deep dark hole somewhere, and it best not come back on 24th July ...

Thank you immensely to everyone who supported me, for everyone who gave me hope when I felt like ripping my head off, for everything that you have all done for me. I'm so blessed with this life, and even more blessed to have you all in it. This flower power business seems to have oxygenised my brain well, thank you for pumping my brain with the much needed brain power for exams.

To end my time (provisionally) in London, what better way than to ruin my feet, sweating buckets and tanning on my face, by running the Nike Women's 10k. A sea of orange t-shirts emerged from everywhere, rallying into the park, and splitting into their individual waves, determined by our prospective finishing times. The music is pumping, people are running, determined not wanting to give up. My strong Nike crew made it in amazing times! I'm so proud of you all ^_^

I finally got my burrito, after half an hour in the queue, it was the best damn thing I ever tasted on this very day. Ah mannnn so spicy and sweet, much like a hoisin duck pancake, but filled with spicy rice, spicy sour kimchi and juicy chicken slices. Thank you for inventing burritos <3