In July,
I totally forgot what took place. I guess basically (all that I could muster at this very moment to remember) I was stuck in the lab most of the days rushing against time to complete my experiments. Dateline was drawing nearer to hand in my dissertation. Time was running out. But I managed to pull through it. Everything ended on a sweet note on the last day of July and I could not be happier as I could finally concentrate on writing up my dissertation.
August,
August was exciting and excruciating at the same time. Exciting was because my bf came to visit for 2 months :D Excruciating because I wrote and wrote and wrote and wrote my dissertation and didn't have much time for anything. But I managed to squeeze sometime to catch Olympics football at Old Trafford. It was Japan vs Egypt. The match was just so so...but the crowd was great. August came to closure when I finally submitted my dissertation on the final day of August. I was finally over and done with my masters.September,
This can be said to be one of the best times I had in my Masters studies. Went to Rome (again) and Barcelona and London. Rome was good and sunny. Went to Vatican, Colloseum, St Peter's Church and had tonnes of Italian wine, pizza and pasta and not forgetting gelato! Even had a taste of buying a luxury brand bag for the first time in my life despite the bag doesn't belong to me.But I loved Barcelona. Food was good and so are the wines and sangria. The place was colorful - people, food, weather. La Rambla was really lively and filled with colors and people. Ate plenty of tapas and paella and drank a lot of sangria. The Gothic architectures are superb. Anthony Gaudi is a master of his own class. La Sagrada Familia was great for the sight but I love Casa Battlo. The interior designs and the details were just really well given thought. And SHOPPING! Zara and Mango was @__@ I couldn't help but to buy a few stuff as well.
London is well, London. Did all the touristy stuff. But it was so cold and rainy.. well, that's to be expected of the English weather. The only thing that was different this time was I had the chance to see the changing of guards at Buckingham and went to Camden for the first time.
But all good things come to an end. After 12 days of walking 12 hours a day, we finally came back to Sheffield, living in a new place till I finally leave the UK.
