This is my first time I had my own toilet.
So much so, that sometimes I still walk to the common room to find the toilet.
Sunday, July 05, 2009
Random
This morning I just realized that for 20 plus years, I don't really have my own personal toilet. From my home, TARC Hostel (worst of the bunch) to Genting Kelang, I shared toilets with others.
This is my first time I had my own toilet.
So much so, that sometimes I still walk to the common room to find the toilet.
This is my first time I had my own toilet.
So much so, that sometimes I still walk to the common room to find the toilet.
Wednesday, July 01, 2009
Liverpool...One Month Later...
When you are enjoying the splendor of things, often time passes very quickly. Its been a month since I landed upon Liverpool, renowned for its distinct Scouse culture and of course, to my liking, its fervent passion towards football.
A great city, though not magnificent. Liverpool has its charm that I came to appreciate and love. Not really busy, but you can get basically everything that is to offer in order to survive. Personally, I don't ask much. Food is adequate, people are friendly, lodging is decent ( if you want to compare to the hostel in TARC, you can use the word "awesome") and environment is very refreshing.
Some people would complain that it lacks the buzz (most shops closes at 5pm). But I like the way it is. After all, the buzz doesn't help if you want a study environment.
It takes time to adapt. The weather is especially very unpredictable. One day it might be hot and shiny, another might be windy and rainy. Its kinda a ritual here to stretch your hands out the window in the morning to "get-to-know" the weather. But according to the locals, its the best summer they had in 4 years, with the sun shining almost everyday and the occasional breeze. They really like the sun here, unlike us back in Malaysia.
Liverpool has a great city centre. Everything's there. For groceries, its Iceland, Tesco, Home Bargain, Poundland, Sainsbury and 99p Store. For clothings, Primark (insanely cheap stuff) and Sports Direct are really my preferences. As for eating out, Subway and Lobster Pot are kinda the must-stops. McD and KFC for occasional breakfast and there is this Chinese place called Marybone Fast Food Centre which offers super-sized value meals.
Insane proportion for around 3 pounds.
As for studies, I have to admit that the psychology course is way more relaxing compared to the other courses (as of this post). In addition, the lecturers are pretty much helpful. Very seldom there are left-for-dead situations.
Travelling around is considered a luxurious must (don't know how that works). I regreted that I can't visit every places that are offered. But so far, Chester, London and Manchester have been very enjoying.
Walking is the most appropriate transportation for budget students from a third world country. Bus rides are rare. Bicycle is a luxury. Cars are...well..you get the point.
Not forgetting Anfield, my personal theater of dreams. To actually stepped into it is already ecstatic. If opportunity arises, a feel of the atmosphere of matchday would be perfect.
So here it is. One month of summary reporting from Liverpool. Still alive and kicking.
A great city, though not magnificent. Liverpool has its charm that I came to appreciate and love. Not really busy, but you can get basically everything that is to offer in order to survive. Personally, I don't ask much. Food is adequate, people are friendly, lodging is decent ( if you want to compare to the hostel in TARC, you can use the word "awesome") and environment is very refreshing.
Some people would complain that it lacks the buzz (most shops closes at 5pm). But I like the way it is. After all, the buzz doesn't help if you want a study environment.
It takes time to adapt. The weather is especially very unpredictable. One day it might be hot and shiny, another might be windy and rainy. Its kinda a ritual here to stretch your hands out the window in the morning to "get-to-know" the weather. But according to the locals, its the best summer they had in 4 years, with the sun shining almost everyday and the occasional breeze. They really like the sun here, unlike us back in Malaysia.
Liverpool has a great city centre. Everything's there. For groceries, its Iceland, Tesco, Home Bargain, Poundland, Sainsbury and 99p Store. For clothings, Primark (insanely cheap stuff) and Sports Direct are really my preferences. As for eating out, Subway and Lobster Pot are kinda the must-stops. McD and KFC for occasional breakfast and there is this Chinese place called Marybone Fast Food Centre which offers super-sized value meals.
Insane proportion for around 3 pounds.
As for studies, I have to admit that the psychology course is way more relaxing compared to the other courses (as of this post). In addition, the lecturers are pretty much helpful. Very seldom there are left-for-dead situations.
Travelling around is considered a luxurious must (don't know how that works). I regreted that I can't visit every places that are offered. But so far, Chester, London and Manchester have been very enjoying.
Walking is the most appropriate transportation for budget students from a third world country. Bus rides are rare. Bicycle is a luxury. Cars are...well..you get the point.
Not forgetting Anfield, my personal theater of dreams. To actually stepped into it is already ecstatic. If opportunity arises, a feel of the atmosphere of matchday would be perfect.
So here it is. One month of summary reporting from Liverpool. Still alive and kicking.
Friday, June 26, 2009
R.I.P. MJ
I was having a rare night walk around Liverpool, when words of MJ's death reached. Initially, I shrugged it off as a rumour, because the people discussing it were like gleefully "reporting it". But then, as more streets were being covered, more and more waves of the news comes in. So, yeah. I checked it out after reaching home. It was true.
The King of Pop had left us. Being me, it would be unusual to care much of celebrities' death, especially for a man labeled as "Wacko Jacko" for his antics and weird life philosophies. However, I had always remembered him as the man who had considerable influence on my childhood years with his songs. Who would forget songs like "Thriller", "Billie Jean" adn "Beat It". At least not me.
R.I.P. MJ
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Classes and Misc.
It had to be a constant reminder that my "mission" in the UK is for the degree. Play hard work hard, they say, but that is not usually the case here. No matter how, we still need to find the agonizingly hard spot of motivation to do so.
Class structures are almost the same way back in M'sia, instructional style. But of course, they added a bit of creativity here and there when they present their stuff. We were told to draw out a self-introduction and for the next few days we present our read journals in simple (mostly fugly) pictures. Kinda helps actually. One of those psychology thing in helping memory.
Professor....sorry....Mr. Cheah presenting you military art of war.
Often, lectures are filled with lively jokes that keeps us awake. Of course, not all is perfect. There are still some boring lecturers around.
The real professor teaching
And in a few weeks time, all things will be coming in like a tsunami wave, or waves. Unless I'm terribly free or feeling random, then I will update this blog here. Otherwise, do visit my FB for the pictures.
Class structures are almost the same way back in M'sia, instructional style. But of course, they added a bit of creativity here and there when they present their stuff. We were told to draw out a self-introduction and for the next few days we present our read journals in simple (mostly fugly) pictures. Kinda helps actually. One of those psychology thing in helping memory.
Professor....sorry....Mr. Cheah presenting you military art of war.
Often, lectures are filled with lively jokes that keeps us awake. Of course, not all is perfect. There are still some boring lecturers around.
The real professor teaching
And in a few weeks time, all things will be coming in like a tsunami wave, or waves. Unless I'm terribly free or feeling random, then I will update this blog here. Otherwise, do visit my FB for the pictures.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
What's Next?
£59mil for Kaka, £80mil for Ronaldo and €37mil for David Villa...
"Finally, I'm going to Madrid!"
Motto of President Perez must be: "Credit crunch?! What credit crunch?"
So what's next for Real Madrid?
Probably bankruptcy in September.
At least for rival fans of ManU, the good news is they don't have to see the cocky and theatrical tantrums by C Ronaldo.
Settling In Liverpool
Sorry for the unprecedented hiatus. Its kinda busy week here.
And yes, Liverpool. Its an amazing city. The first week is of course an exploratory week for most of us. Lots of adapting needed. The weather is really unlike M'sia, as we really appreciated the sun very much.
As we entered Liverpool...
We were then brought to our hostel at Atlantic Point, which I can't help but compared it to the ones they have in TAR College. Of course, its a far cry from that.
Entrance to one of the blocks.
Each of us have our private room, WITH private toilets. A common room (with TV) and a kitchen is provided. They also give us a storeroom equipped with a vacuum cleaner, a mop set and a iron board. It might sound as if we are sakais to be amazed with all these stuff here in England, but really, tell me, how many hostels does that in M'sia?
Setting up took lots of time. We did some shopping of groceries and needed appliances. The girls would of course make a detour and screamed their way towards the clothes section. We try to get the cheapest stuff available, and the cheap stuff is like real cheap here, especially for beers and chocolates. Say 5 bars of Mars for 99p. Definitely would get hyper if you had all of them.
Next, we went to our induction where LJMU welcomes us.
Students waiting in the Britannia Adelphi Hotel Hall.
Nothing much here as a couple of welcome speeches and safety advices were given. They made it brief and straight to the point, unlike Malaysians who would always have to go through the Yang Amat Berhormats and addressing every single people and animals and ants that are in the hall.
Much of the stuff are pretty much in pictures for the next few days. So do logon to Facebook for those.
During the induction week, we took trips to Chester and Liverpool Museum courtesy of LJMU. It was absolutely eye-opening and exciting to say the least. Most of the stuff are about history (which coincidently my fave subject in school) of Britain. Chester promotes their rich vein of Roman and Renaissance History.
Touch of 1600s
Our Roman guide of the day.
Next up, classes started and of course reality kicks in.
SinEu out for now.
And yes, Liverpool. Its an amazing city. The first week is of course an exploratory week for most of us. Lots of adapting needed. The weather is really unlike M'sia, as we really appreciated the sun very much.
As we entered Liverpool...
We were then brought to our hostel at Atlantic Point, which I can't help but compared it to the ones they have in TAR College. Of course, its a far cry from that.
Entrance to one of the blocks.
Each of us have our private room, WITH private toilets. A common room (with TV) and a kitchen is provided. They also give us a storeroom equipped with a vacuum cleaner, a mop set and a iron board. It might sound as if we are sakais to be amazed with all these stuff here in England, but really, tell me, how many hostels does that in M'sia?
Setting up took lots of time. We did some shopping of groceries and needed appliances. The girls would of course make a detour and screamed their way towards the clothes section. We try to get the cheapest stuff available, and the cheap stuff is like real cheap here, especially for beers and chocolates. Say 5 bars of Mars for 99p. Definitely would get hyper if you had all of them.
Next, we went to our induction where LJMU welcomes us.
Students waiting in the Britannia Adelphi Hotel Hall.
Nothing much here as a couple of welcome speeches and safety advices were given. They made it brief and straight to the point, unlike Malaysians who would always have to go through the Yang Amat Berhormats and addressing every single people and animals and ants that are in the hall.
Much of the stuff are pretty much in pictures for the next few days. So do logon to Facebook for those.
During the induction week, we took trips to Chester and Liverpool Museum courtesy of LJMU. It was absolutely eye-opening and exciting to say the least. Most of the stuff are about history (which coincidently my fave subject in school) of Britain. Chester promotes their rich vein of Roman and Renaissance History.
Touch of 1600s
Our Roman guide of the day.
Next up, classes started and of course reality kicks in.
SinEu out for now.
Monday, June 01, 2009
From H to U...Its a Long Way
This time its not about the football club. I am in the city itself! Teehee. And here I got the urge to have the journey and the first day accounted.
Picking where I left off in the previous post, me and my bunch of friends took the Cathay Pacific to Hong Kong, which serves as our transition point. The 3 hours trip was well, awful at the least. Limited space, almost pathetic food, a bumpy landing and air stewardess wearing flu mask.
HKIA
Mind you, this is no lecture class. Just us taking up precious time to talk to families and busy updating FB and Twitter.
The first trip makes us think that the next journey to UK will be a helluva torrid. It turned out not-so-bad. Wider seats and better food, although stewardess are still covered with mask. The time on the plane was the only nightmare. 13 hours of doing nothing except sit, toilet breaks, watch movies and fart.
After the dreadful hours, we finally reached London Heathrow Airport. Surprisingly, the entering process was helluva short. A grumpy immigration officer look through your documents, stampped approval, you claimed your luggage and the next thing you are in the arrival hall. Yes, that whole nightmarish customs check that you read, watched and heard about was totally.non.existent.
Reaching London....
London Heathrow scene.
It is not the end of our journey, as we had to take another 3 hours to Liverpool in a coach. Another 3 hours before our asses are exonerated from torture.
The scene that generally sums up what we saw in our 3 hours trip to Liverpool.
Next up, Liverpool itself. Later.
Picking where I left off in the previous post, me and my bunch of friends took the Cathay Pacific to Hong Kong, which serves as our transition point. The 3 hours trip was well, awful at the least. Limited space, almost pathetic food, a bumpy landing and air stewardess wearing flu mask.
HKIA
Mind you, this is no lecture class. Just us taking up precious time to talk to families and busy updating FB and Twitter.
The first trip makes us think that the next journey to UK will be a helluva torrid. It turned out not-so-bad. Wider seats and better food, although stewardess are still covered with mask. The time on the plane was the only nightmare. 13 hours of doing nothing except sit, toilet breaks, watch movies and fart.
After the dreadful hours, we finally reached London Heathrow Airport. Surprisingly, the entering process was helluva short. A grumpy immigration officer look through your documents, stampped approval, you claimed your luggage and the next thing you are in the arrival hall. Yes, that whole nightmarish customs check that you read, watched and heard about was totally.non.existent.
Reaching London....
London Heathrow scene.
It is not the end of our journey, as we had to take another 3 hours to Liverpool in a coach. Another 3 hours before our asses are exonerated from torture.
The scene that generally sums up what we saw in our 3 hours trip to Liverpool.
Next up, Liverpool itself. Later.
Friday, May 29, 2009
On Route
So the short trip from Penang was smooth. Its been ten years since my last time on an airplane. I was looking through the window like some small kid (or would you prefer the word "sakai") anticipating lift-off and jumping in joy. Ok, cut the jumping, the only thing jumping is my heart.
My departure was so mysterious that only 3 people waved goodbye in Penang. Kinda low-key. And I am not complaining. Afterall, its just 4 months. Meh.
In a few hours time, it will be another take-off. An international one this time. So while anticipating flying international, I will dread through the 3 hours with some crap courtesy of KLIA wifi and a pasar-like McDs.
To my friends and families, Hasta La Vista.
To UK and England, prepare thy land for my invasion.
My departure was so mysterious that only 3 people waved goodbye in Penang. Kinda low-key. And I am not complaining. Afterall, its just 4 months. Meh.
In a few hours time, it will be another take-off. An international one this time. So while anticipating flying international, I will dread through the 3 hours with some crap courtesy of KLIA wifi and a pasar-like McDs.
To my friends and families, Hasta La Vista.
To UK and England, prepare thy land for my invasion.
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