I rest my case.
Only 2 weeks till i go back to M'sia, but I'm afraid I may be dead even before that.
Bishie of the Moment:
-None-
Monday, November 30, 2009
Monday, November 23, 2009
Week 9
Ma chau hai.
Bishie of the Moment:
Bartz Klauser from Final Fantasy V/Dissidia
When the only thing in the world I want to do now is to play Dissidia...
:'(
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Coniston
When I first heard in week 1 that we MEng students had to go on a sort of camping/field trip on week 7 for 'team-bonding' between project group members, I went "Whaddafook why so high school??".
Needless to say I was rather reluctant to go. Mind you, I haven't had really good memories from high school camps...Coniston was our camping destination, located somewhere north of England near Lake District. The description for Coniston was : 'Considerably colder and wetter than Birmingham'.
That couldn't have been more wrong.
But I just got back from Coniston yesterday and my verdict: It was abso-fucking-lutely briliant.
The packing and preparation for it sucked big time, not to mention 8am departure and the 4 hour bus ride...but once we reached Coniston, pretty much everything changed.
Coniston is beautiful. Well, typically your countryside scene...lotsa grass fields, trees, mountains, lakes and...sheep. But I suppose it was different, after being cooped up in a city for the past 7 weeks.
From the bus.
We were lucky to have good weather. It was in fact much sunnier, dryer and warmer in Coniston compared to shitty Bham!
Luckily the uni is sensible enough to provide us with hostel accommodation rather than to really let us camp out in the wild...although the hostel was located right smack in the middle of no where in Coniston, and is at least 1 or 1.5 miles away from the nearest town. We had to walk that far just to get to it from the main road where the bus dropped us. Sadness.
The place's pretty decent with good facilities. We were of course expected to do communal housekeeping duties such as serving food, cleaning the kitchen, cleaning toilets and hallways, etc.
Day 1 consisted of arriving, settling into rooms and light group activities/games where we had to apparently adopt engineering techniques and skills to solve problems. Fun, but at the same time, some people's true nature were revealed. Guess one of the things of being in a huge ass group is to learn to cope and to be tolerant with the others, however much of a pain in the ass it may be.
Dorms.
View outside the room.
Day 2 was the monstrous day where we had to hike for 6 fucking hours straight in a treasure hunt sort of expedition, except worse. Because we were meant to be hiking ALL around Coniston and were expected to find not treasure, but plain bloody random landmarks all around Coniston! We were given a map to navigate ourselves with the coordinates of the landmarks (they were all scattered around Coniston), but had to plan our own route when we had no fucking idea how the whole area would be like. And when I said hike, I mean not only walking but climbing over mountains, crossing bogs, streams and rivers and muddy patches. For.six.straight.fucking.hours. And oh, the day was predicted to be rainy too so we had to wear fugly waterproofs kit that were bright red in colour that could be spotted from Mars.
Team A
Walking towards nowhere.
With supervisors.
Looking for landmarks such as....a shitty common pond known as a 'tarn'. We had to identify the correct one too when there's like multiple tarns out there!
Team posing with another landmark...a bloody rock. In the middle of nowhere.
We did pass by pretty woodlands...if it the sky wasn't pissing down on us and if we were strained for time, I'm positive that a stroll through the woodlands would've been quite magnificent.
Anyway, I sucked it up and survived the ordeal. By the end of it I'm pretty sure we travelled more than 10 miles on foot, and I was soaking wet with blisters but THANK god for walking boots provided by the camping facility (the mud patches were nasty). As much as I didn't like such an intense outdoor activity, bits and pieces of it were undeniably fun. Most probably because of the company. I also embarrassingly learned that the plural for sheep was 'sheep' and not sheeps. Then I had an embarrassing moment of having my shoelaces tied by a lecturer when everyone looked. =___=
As painful as it was, it was satisfying in the end because we got all the landmarks correct and managed to beat the game in which last year's group did not. Hehe. After the torturous day we went for a bar/pub crawl at night, in which we had to walk 1 mile+ in pitch black darkness to reach the nearest town. IMO, this was probably the highlight of the trip. I'd never thought socialising could be this much fun, granted it may be due to the influence of 3 pints of beer. Unfortch I forgot my camera though...so I didn't get any pictures of that night. Shame.
Day 3 was where we did morning activities and I signed up for 'Rock Scramble' without a single fucking clue what it was. It turned out to be fucking mountain climing. SO NOT my idea of fun. But ehh, thanks to some dude with a bad hangover, the whole activity had to be cancelled and we ended up doing zipwire (flying fox), which was pretty exciting. Left in the afternoon for another stiff 6 hour bus ride due to traffic.
Playing Jenga in the common lounge.
-----
In all honesty, I've never been much of an outdoor person..and I certainly don't think field trips are my type of thing. But I am glad that Bham decided to sent us to Coniston. And perhaps also because people here are so much more sensible, friendly and charming than people back home that for once, I really enjoyed myself. :) It's certainly an experience to remember.
On the sadder side of things, I developed a hacking cough there, got my brand new phone spoilt on the 2nd day during the hike as it got wet and properly lost my voice on the 3rd day. I'm also pretty sure my lungs are malfunctioning soon. Fml.
p/s: Week 8 next. What have I been doing for 7 weeks!? Nothing.
pp/s: Pics without watermarks aren't mine, snagged it from someone else.
Needless to say I was rather reluctant to go. Mind you, I haven't had really good memories from high school camps...Coniston was our camping destination, located somewhere north of England near Lake District. The description for Coniston was : 'Considerably colder and wetter than Birmingham'.
That couldn't have been more wrong.
But I just got back from Coniston yesterday and my verdict: It was abso-fucking-lutely briliant.
The packing and preparation for it sucked big time, not to mention 8am departure and the 4 hour bus ride...but once we reached Coniston, pretty much everything changed.
Coniston is beautiful. Well, typically your countryside scene...lotsa grass fields, trees, mountains, lakes and...sheep. But I suppose it was different, after being cooped up in a city for the past 7 weeks.
From the bus.
We were lucky to have good weather. It was in fact much sunnier, dryer and warmer in Coniston compared to shitty Bham!
Luckily the uni is sensible enough to provide us with hostel accommodation rather than to really let us camp out in the wild...although the hostel was located right smack in the middle of no where in Coniston, and is at least 1 or 1.5 miles away from the nearest town. We had to walk that far just to get to it from the main road where the bus dropped us. Sadness.
The place's pretty decent with good facilities. We were of course expected to do communal housekeeping duties such as serving food, cleaning the kitchen, cleaning toilets and hallways, etc.
Day 1 consisted of arriving, settling into rooms and light group activities/games where we had to apparently adopt engineering techniques and skills to solve problems. Fun, but at the same time, some people's true nature were revealed. Guess one of the things of being in a huge ass group is to learn to cope and to be tolerant with the others, however much of a pain in the ass it may be.
Dorms.
View outside the room.
Day 2 was the monstrous day where we had to hike for 6 fucking hours straight in a treasure hunt sort of expedition, except worse. Because we were meant to be hiking ALL around Coniston and were expected to find not treasure, but plain bloody random landmarks all around Coniston! We were given a map to navigate ourselves with the coordinates of the landmarks (they were all scattered around Coniston), but had to plan our own route when we had no fucking idea how the whole area would be like. And when I said hike, I mean not only walking but climbing over mountains, crossing bogs, streams and rivers and muddy patches. For.six.straight.fucking.hours. And oh, the day was predicted to be rainy too so we had to wear fugly waterproofs kit that were bright red in colour that could be spotted from Mars.
Team A
Walking towards nowhere.
With supervisors.
Looking for landmarks such as....a shitty common pond known as a 'tarn'. We had to identify the correct one too when there's like multiple tarns out there!
Team posing with another landmark...a bloody rock. In the middle of nowhere.
We did pass by pretty woodlands...if it the sky wasn't pissing down on us and if we were strained for time, I'm positive that a stroll through the woodlands would've been quite magnificent.
Anyway, I sucked it up and survived the ordeal. By the end of it I'm pretty sure we travelled more than 10 miles on foot, and I was soaking wet with blisters but THANK god for walking boots provided by the camping facility (the mud patches were nasty). As much as I didn't like such an intense outdoor activity, bits and pieces of it were undeniably fun. Most probably because of the company. I also embarrassingly learned that the plural for sheep was 'sheep' and not sheeps. Then I had an embarrassing moment of having my shoelaces tied by a lecturer when everyone looked. =___=
As painful as it was, it was satisfying in the end because we got all the landmarks correct and managed to beat the game in which last year's group did not. Hehe. After the torturous day we went for a bar/pub crawl at night, in which we had to walk 1 mile+ in pitch black darkness to reach the nearest town. IMO, this was probably the highlight of the trip. I'd never thought socialising could be this much fun, granted it may be due to the influence of 3 pints of beer. Unfortch I forgot my camera though...so I didn't get any pictures of that night. Shame.
Day 3 was where we did morning activities and I signed up for 'Rock Scramble' without a single fucking clue what it was. It turned out to be fucking mountain climing. SO NOT my idea of fun. But ehh, thanks to some dude with a bad hangover, the whole activity had to be cancelled and we ended up doing zipwire (flying fox), which was pretty exciting. Left in the afternoon for another stiff 6 hour bus ride due to traffic.
Playing Jenga in the common lounge.
-----
In all honesty, I've never been much of an outdoor person..and I certainly don't think field trips are my type of thing. But I am glad that Bham decided to sent us to Coniston. And perhaps also because people here are so much more sensible, friendly and charming than people back home that for once, I really enjoyed myself. :) It's certainly an experience to remember.
On the sadder side of things, I developed a hacking cough there, got my brand new phone spoilt on the 2nd day during the hike as it got wet and properly lost my voice on the 3rd day. I'm also pretty sure my lungs are malfunctioning soon. Fml.
p/s: Week 8 next. What have I been doing for 7 weeks!? Nothing.
FUCK THE WORLD.
pp/s: Pics without watermarks aren't mine, snagged it from someone else.
Bishie of the Moment:
Hei of Darker than Black.
Okay, I'm 2 years late in watching this. But how on earth did I miss such an epic anime?!
Hei of Darker than Black.
Okay, I'm 2 years late in watching this. But how on earth did I miss such an epic anime?!
Friday, November 06, 2009
Remember, Remember the 5th of November
This line never gets old no matter how many times one says it. Or maybe it's just because of Hugo Weaving's suave voice...
But anyway! 5th of November = Guy Fawkwes Night = Bonfire = ♥
Didn't have the same international company that I had last year, which was a shame because it was mighty fun. Had national company instead this year, and it wasn't any less fun either so I am not complaining . =]
The only 'dampening' part of the whole event was the typical shitty English weather (pardon the pun). The sky was giving off rat's piss and it was annoying as hell because it's not only cold, but it had to be wet and muddy as well. There goes my Adidas.
We made our way to the grounds of Vale Village amidst a crowd of approximately 5000 people (according to facebook):
Scary ne?
Finally found a good spot to mess around and had our asses frozen stiff while waiting for the fireworks display to start:
Don't ask me why we decided to wear the dept hoodie out together.
But when it started, it felt like the frozen misery was all worth it.
Pretty good pics for a lousy Sony Cybershot T700! (Because I finally got the bloody settings right..)
And then and then and thennnnnnnnn....there's the carnival!
Remember this? :
It's back!
Went up on it with HG, Gun, Zen and Raymond. Oh-so-awe-some! If it was for a fucking £2 per ride, I swear I'd go on it a few more times.
No toffee apples for me this year though. :(
But, made it up by having supper in Rooster House. What better way to end a fantastic cold night with hot and oily fast food? ♥♥♥
But anyway! 5th of November = Guy Fawkwes Night = Bonfire = ♥
Didn't have the same international company that I had last year, which was a shame because it was mighty fun. Had national company instead this year, and it wasn't any less fun either so I am not complaining . =]
The only 'dampening' part of the whole event was the typical shitty English weather (pardon the pun). The sky was giving off rat's piss and it was annoying as hell because it's not only cold, but it had to be wet and muddy as well. There goes my Adidas.
We made our way to the grounds of Vale Village amidst a crowd of approximately 5000 people (according to facebook):
Scary ne?
Finally found a good spot to mess around and had our asses frozen stiff while waiting for the fireworks display to start:
Don't ask me why we decided to wear the dept hoodie out together.
But when it started, it felt like the frozen misery was all worth it.
Pretty good pics for a lousy Sony Cybershot T700! (Because I finally got the bloody settings right..)
And then and then and thennnnnnnnn....there's the carnival!
Remember this? :
It's back!
No toffee apples for me this year though. :(
But, made it up by having supper in Rooster House. What better way to end a fantastic cold night with hot and oily fast food? ♥♥♥
And I now officially need to go on diet. FML.
And oh, 4 more days to Coniston. Daym.
p/s: Pics without watermark do not belong to me. Credits to Zen.
And oh, 4 more days to Coniston. Daym.
p/s: Pics without watermark do not belong to me. Credits to Zen.
Bishie of the Moment:
Masamune of Sengoku Basara
Masamune of Sengoku Basara
Not a fan of the series, but it does contain a lot of eye candy!
Monday, November 02, 2009
Nottingham
Went for the 2009 Nottingham Games yesterday. Took a fucking 6.30am bus too.
It was a pretty interesting experience...and for the first time ever I realised how many Malaysian students there were in UK (and that's probably only 30-50% of them!).
The games were pretty interesting, to be honest. I didn't take part in the games, but went as a mere spectator. Watching them play, I kinda wished that I honed up my sports abilities..it'd be cool if I could represent the uni!
But eh, sports, me, who the hell am I kidding?
However, the point of that day wasn't about the games. (Granted, I did cheer for the basketball and badminton team...)
It was about US.
It's the first time the 3 of us met up in the U-kay, and boy how good it felt to be with people that are the next closest thing to family!
So who cares what happened in the games, who played and who won? It was just all about us having fun and most importantly, us being ourselves in the Nottingham University campus for a precious day.
The most pathetic sticks of satay I've ever seen in my life.
(There was a M'sian food fair going on too...Didn't expect much, was thoroughly disappointed by the satay [kenot help it becoz I is org Kajiang] but oh sweet sambal! It was nice to taste something spicy for once.)
And that's another UK city added onto my 'Been There Done That' list, although we actually spent the whole day in the campus only..Shame we couldn't see the city, but there's always a next time I suppose.
It's only been 2 months, and yet I'm missing our old gang already. Cannot wait until the next time ALL of us meet up again. :)
p/s: Shit, it's week 6 already!! Time = speed of light or what?!
pp/s: And for the first time ever...:
Nottingham University
It was a pretty interesting experience...and for the first time ever I realised how many Malaysian students there were in UK (and that's probably only 30-50% of them!).
The games were pretty interesting, to be honest. I didn't take part in the games, but went as a mere spectator. Watching them play, I kinda wished that I honed up my sports abilities..it'd be cool if I could represent the uni!
But eh, sports, me, who the hell am I kidding?
However, the point of that day wasn't about the games. (Granted, I did cheer for the basketball and badminton team...)
It was about US.
It's the first time the 3 of us met up in the U-kay, and boy how good it felt to be with people that are the next closest thing to family!
So who cares what happened in the games, who played and who won? It was just all about us having fun and most importantly, us being ourselves in the Nottingham University campus for a precious day.
The most pathetic sticks of satay I've ever seen in my life.
And that's another UK city added onto my 'Been There Done That' list, although we actually spent the whole day in the campus only..Shame we couldn't see the city, but there's always a next time I suppose.
It's only been 2 months, and yet I'm missing our old gang already. Cannot wait until the next time ALL of us meet up again. :)
p/s: Shit, it's week 6 already!! Time = speed of light or what?!
pp/s: And for the first time ever...:
Shoujo of the Moment:
Ichinose Nagi of Nyankoi
I don't normally do shoujos, but Nagi is WIN. ♥
Ichinose Nagi of Nyankoi
I don't normally do shoujos, but Nagi is WIN. ♥
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