Oh gawd, i need to get away I'm so bloody serious.

I can't stand staying at home anymore. Yes i know i am sounding like some aghsty teenager but I.Am.Bloody.Serious. They TREAT me like a teenager...sigh. maybe they've got too much of me.

Btw, got an interview for this 'management training' thing. Not sure how laaaaaaaaa.... sigh.

BTW, christmas is coming. Melacca anyone?

My ear came off!!!

Well..not literally. Just that i've been nagged at until, I think i am able to smartly deflect any more long ramblings accurately aimed at me. Well...most of the time. sigh. I've got siblings who act as fire stones sometimes but no I can't blame them. Siblings will always be siblings.

I think I've lost my ability to write. Wait... did I have one anyway? SHIT. no. HAR HAR HAR. I think the worms are eating my brains inside out. HAR HAR HAR. I think something is wrong with me.

I think that was just to fill up my already dying blog.

On another note, I have finally decided to move on from being a total pig to an exercising pig. Not exactly la. Just going for walks, to get some O2 and to you know, try to lose a lil weight. Because GAWD DAMN, am I huge or what. ok lar, not huge, but i'm getting there.

So yeah, everytime I do some stretches, I've got a miniature human imitating what I am doing. Sigh. They can be so cute and annoying at the same time. OH, let me add....naughty. And amusing.

So, you know, Lissie is only abt a year and a half. Everyday i'll try to teach her stuff to say like "Pretty Cynthia" or "Excellent!", just to lift up my own ego. HAHA. But then everytime i ask her to say, she just says "NO!" or shakes her head. Another thing my dad, mum and I try to ask her is this:

Papa/Mama/Cynthia : Do you love (insert title here) or not???
Lissie : NOooo!

No matter how many times we've taught her to say yes, she just doesn't want to say it. She knows but she is as stubborn as her mother. which is my sister. yes, you Olivia.

Lovely.

Oh, did i tell you. I'm finally putting the final touches on my CV so that I can send it tonite. Sigh. This was my initial reason for blogging. But then again, who wants to hear about me finally getting the nerve to send my CV, rite.

RIGHT!!!!

tata~

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Can any of you TARCian grab one 'Berita Kampus' for me? Thanx.

Did i tell u. It's my design. woot woot. I know its ugly. They chose the ugliest one. But still....woot woot.

Yeah...I'm still alive.

and still being a lazy ass. Yes. I may have dissapeared from the face of the earth, earth meaning the cyberspace, but yesh i am still here listening to Christmas songs, now that 'All Saints Day' and 'All Souls day' are over. At the same timeI am being a leech to both my parents. Wow, it does feel nice to be useless.

Anyways, this tag has been long due but as usual I'm just lazy. So here it is, tagged by Lydia.
You guys should find a quite common theme amongst my beautiful male species i'd love to slobber all over and wish they were mine. And, i'll tell you why I love them.

My top 10 HOTTEST actors.
RAWR.

No Numbers. I dont like arranging them.
Milo Ventimiglia.Emotional Peter Petrelli from 'Heroes' who becomes a bad-ass in the future. Owh, common look at that picture. Wearing a pair of jeans and he is all...wet. Ain't he hot. Sigh!

Zachary QuintoPsychotic and Bad-ass too. In a trench coat too. Did i tell you how sexy, I find trenchcoats? Ngraww..

Shia LeBeoufAww. He's so cute. And adorable. And Hawt. And Lovable. And....

Johnny DeppTotal respect for this hot older man. I mean who, in this world can play a mad man with scissors for hands, a drunk pirate aaand an eccentric chocolate factory owner? He's got a talent and dedication we all hope for. And with looks too.

Zac EfronWhoever knows me would expect this. Damn he's hot. And, tengoklah badan diaaaa...nngaahh.

Gerard Butler
So manly. A spartan and a phantom? I so love. With the body too.
*nosebleed*

Channing TatumI find him sexy. So sexy. So damn sexy. I especially liked him in 'she's the man'.

Wentworth Miller
I only like that he plays Michael Scofield. The genius that risks his freedom and everything to save his bro from the electric chair. THAT...is so sexy. You can save me anytime..hooneih.

Josh HartnettWhen did Pearl Harbour come out? When i was 13 i think? 3 Words. Men.In.Uniform. *Growl* Common, when Pearl Harbour came out I was so... what word do you use for a 13 year old going crazy for an actor?...damn i can'f find the word. Well, my eye was on him, rather than Ben Affleck.

Chase CrawfordWell, I just saw him on Lydia's list and all I could say was.."DAMN...those eyes" He kinda reminds me of Zac.


So yea, if you noticed... Most of MY guys are SOAKING in the water. So SIZZLING hot. RAWR.

oh yeah. i tag whoever that reads this.

Life as it is.

What have i gotten myself into?

I cannot believe that I am bringing myself into this circle of confusion. Oh well, the things we do for the people we respect and love is always questionable. But never regrettable, unless that person turns their back on you.

Was going to write about Life's Ups and Downs, but well, its something to deep to dwell into. And i am not a deep dweller. I love to retain my shallow thoughts on clothes, make-up and shoes.

So yeah. Life as it is.

And i do not understand what I wrote. So. The. Shallow.

So here's a few

So i have finally decided to put up a few. Maybe one for every country that i was in? Dunno la, see my mood, whether I can actually continue putting that much pictures here.



ok....i got lazy, started chatting and I am not good in multitasking. So bye.

aku malas

ok. so the title says it all. Maybe when im back in Malaysia I will post up Pictures and maybe do a bloody long blog post on the trip.:)

All in all, it is an experience that i will never forget. Now that I am broke, someone please sponsor me for the next few days. LOL.

woo hoo

Im finally done. Its a bloody good feeling, after the countless sleepless nights. Life will, hopefully, go on without anymore bumps. *happy sigh*

I will be leaving to my cousin's place in 7, no 6 more minutes. takes about 6 bloody hours of bus ride. But still, the oppurtunity is there, why not just take it. I seriously wanna thank both my mom and dad for letting me pursue my studies here in the UK, gosh the amount of money that I have to pay you back... Better pray i get a good job when im back.

So I know i haven't been writing, i know. Bouts of depression, exhaustions and sickness have been surrounding me. Now that i am able to get enough rest, hopefully my trips will be smooth sailing and enjoyable.

Don't know whether i'll be able to come online that often now that I will be travelling alot, so i would warn yall that there would be less updates. :( sorry! But, please pray for my safe journey...I Cant wait to see you guys and especially my family who has always been there for me. Love you guys!

Done, with 2 minutes to spare...

Finally!

I got a days rest. WHEE.

Anyway, i know i abandoned my dear budderfly bloggie *good bloggie*. Just been too bloody busy, one assignment after another, 3 major assignments in a space of 6 days. WHEW. But that 3 is done, and more to come. 2 to be exact. And 1 Exam. Me hatey exam. After the exam i am officially free and a graduate. Just hope its a graduate with an ok results.

Anyways, that day.... Was doing my graphic assignment, and of all days my mouse decided to die on me. HE BLOODY DIED. Plus, needed to rush the assignments. For the first time it is not me, and i am not blaming myself. It is just a uncooperative groupmate. Oh well. But still, my mouse died on me.

So what does a Graphic Designer-to-be do when faced with that problem? She logs on to AMAZON.COM and she gets herself a graphic tablet. NOh, its not Wacom no matter how good it is, i feel like the amount need to pay for it is damn sakit hati pain. Instead, I got an AIPTEK, which sounds like one chiplak china made brand. But mind you, it stands for a more caggih name.
Which i do not remember.

Its been doing me good so far in this two weeks. Not being able to use it much also. But tonite, to-morning, i have painted one of the comic pages from Tite Kubo's Bleach. Btw, you can check the specs here.

Before.....




After. Please dun look at the backgroud. It truly sucks. i laf her baju and her hair. altough there are cacat areas, i think i did very well..*taps self on the back*



Click on it to make it bigger...pleese.

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Gosh i feel so damn lazy now. Everytime after a major project where i work my ass off, for one of the assignments I CANNOT get the will to start my new assignments. It is so damn draining. But still, I did get a good rest. And more. Maybe im just mentally exhausted. Or retarded. Whichever one, I still need to get that cogs working.

Seriously, since I came to Liverpool I've had like a new outlook on myself. Looking back, I never realised how many times i've gotten irritated, annoyed or angry for this few months that I was here. Speaks the self porclaimed patient one. Hee. Plus, the sad thing is, I've got no one to rant too. Not this blog I can't do it here, I've got no sympathy from it. I want sympathy straight away. Yes. I love sympathy. I need sympathy.

Plus here, I am like a bloody hermit, stuck in my room and not experiencing Liverpool like how I should. So many things missed. So many opportunities skipped. Who knows, I might have brought home a White Boi for myself. Well, Cynthia is being Cynthia. Never know how to get out more and enjoy. Sheesh.

Gosh. So the emo.

Will be updating more often now I hope.

Two tags. two bloody tags. Whee....( I love to contradict myself)

1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.
2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.
3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.

Starting time: 4.20 p.m

Name: Cynthia

Sisters: 1

Brothers: 2

Shoe Size: erm 5,6,7 and sometimes 8

Height: 5'6...i think...

Where do you live: Fer 3 months, Marybone Liverpool.

Favourite drinks: H20, Coke, OOh...as Denise said, the mudslide from TGIF is uber yummy.

Favourite breakfast: Mom's

Have you ever been on a plane?: Yup.

Swam in the ocean: Yup. Me loveeee the ocean

Fallen asleep at school: Who didn't i call them a wierdo.

Broken someone's heart: Yeah. But din mean to..i guess...

Fell off your chair: Erm, too many embarassing things has happened to me that i don't remember. Oh! wait, just that day in class I was sibukly looking out of the window and i was stretching my chair to the limit. Flailing like a chicken flying, i managed not to fall...does that count?

Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call: Erm, if you call sleeping next to the phone and waiting for someone to call in the same category as that?

What is your room like: Which room? Ok fine, they are all full of stuff. Clothes all around (not on the floor, but around) and messy...I find stuff easier that way..:D

What's right beside you: my tablet *hearts*

What is the last thing you ate: KFC Box Meal. Bloody expensive but damn worth it. Full. Burp.

Ever had chicken pox: When i was a baby. Passed it on to my Family. Sharing is Caring, Baybee.

Sore throat: Of course.

Stitches: The Queen of Stitches. 3 times, but forgot how many stitches. WHEE. Ganas kid.

Broken nose: Nope. Keeping it that way.

Do you believe in love at first sight: Nope. Love needs to be developed through understanding and building a stronger relationship.

Like picnics: If i am with the right people.

Who was, were the last person you:

Danced with: Nephew n niece...

Last made you smile: Jeremy. Playing the -ry game.

You last yelled at: The friend that said something crude.

Today did you:

Talk to someone you like: Nope......

Kissed anyone: No...

Get sick: Does being sick of assignments count?

Talk to an ex: Nope.

Miss someone: Yeah. A WHOLE LOT OF THEM!!!!!!!!!

Eat: Just asked me what i ate. U dum dum.

Best feeling in the world:
Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Nope. Never liked sleeping with those. Like my bed empty where i can roll all over. *sigh*

What's under your bed: Boots, shoes and mites.

Who do you really hate: Erm, backstabbers and childish people.

What time is it now?: 4.56

5 things I was doing 10 years ago
1. Getting number one in athletics
2. Acting cool
3. Chasing and being chased around the house by bro and then teaming up with him and running away from my mom. HEHE.
4. Swimming
5. Preparing for UPSR

5 things on my to-do list today:
1. SLEEP
2. Play with my tablet.
3. Think of doing assignments
4. Stare into space with assignment on lap.
5. Sleep.

5 snacks I enjoy:
1. Koko Krunch
2. Milk Chocolate or White Chocolate
3. That jaggy potato chips. forgot the name
4. Pringles
5. Mars Bars can i add more????

5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:
1. Buy a mansion and design the interiors meself.
2. Invest.
3. Money to parent.
4. Nephews n Nieces and future childrens trust funds.
5. Shop. And Holidays. in a jet. I know. More than 5 dee. Whee

5 of my bad habits:
1. Shaking my leg
2. Cracking my knuckles
3. Procrastinate
4. Not working hard enough. In many ways other than homework and assignments. Includes friendship.
5. Cursing. YEs.

5 places I have lived/stayed a night in:
1. My three homes in Uni tata.
2. Melacca Mansion
3. Hostel
4. Marybone
5. Charles and Livs House

5 things I will do after complete what I'm busy with:
1. Sleep
2. Shop!!!
3. Chat with the people that i care about
4. Walk aimlessly
5. EURO TRIP...WHEE


I taggy Moira, Thomas, Vic, Vincent....ermmmm, i have not enough friends.. BOO HOO!!!

I *heart* PRIMARK.

WHEE! just went shopping. at Primark. the MOST amazing place for shopping for cheap clothing and what not. 5 floors and 3 is dedicated to us- females. CHEAP. I bought 2 tops for 75p each.

Bought like 7 pieces of baju. Mostly tops. Bought one hat. Totally needed a hat. Bad enough my hair is untidy as it is, takes time to set my hair properly. When i go out, the wind totally ruins it. SHEESH.

Im still on a shopping high.

Haih. Me *hearts* shopping twooooooo....


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gosh. can i just die? If u are having problems with your housemates can you like stop complaining to me. Every little thing also got problem. Every little thing they say also need me to pity whatever hell you are going through. Gosh, you know how childish you guys are, fighting for no reason and calling each other names. its giving me a headache already. I AM BORED of all the same complains about the same damned thing.

Totally spoilt my whole shopping high.

Monday- Me die

Another assignment to pass up on Monday.

How, oh how am I going to survive the weekend.

I just realised I've been having a lot of emo post the past few weeks. How original.

More emo-ness to come. Unless if I go shopping on Sunday!! o.O
Need my retail therapy for every week okay! Hee, last week me bought one boots, one sneakers and 2 scarfs. All for under 15 Pounds :)

WHEE!

?

Somehow i wonder how much more further i can take this. I'm exhausted to the bone and utterly depressed. It seems like im always, always complaining about the same thing.

I did a 32 hour straight, of being awake. I blame myself for that. Always keeping these assignments to the last sec. But i tell you, each time I read the journals/books/articles my eyes unwilling closes and my mind drifts. It just gets frustrating. Too frustrating.

I am in fact dissapointed in myself. The goals that I have set, and the need to prove myself. The results on one of my assignment is bloody dissapointing. Actually, not one. But basically the whole damned thing.

What the hell am I doing here? Just wasting the money that my dad unwittingly lent me, hoping that i could pay him back for his retirement? Oh..Oh, the pretigious view of studying abroad huh. How am I going to do well with this kind of results and pay him back, dammit?

Random Boring Stuff.

I've got no updates to talk about.

But, yeah. That day we had a real REAL fire drill.

My flatmates just habis cooking our dinner. So yeah, we were all waiting to dig in. Pulak pulak, the fire alarm rang at about 8.45 pm. Normally the test test will happen in the morning la, when we all happily sleeping. But this time, we were confused. Lucky not from our floor. We had to go down la, see see.

The Fire Fighters came like within 5 mins. Dunno if in Malaysia, half an hour? One hour? That's if we are lucky.

Had like a small assignment to take pictures of what makes Liverpool, Liverpool.

Here are some of my talented photo taking skills.

Flower Steps

Hardman?

A sewer?

Some random tree at John Fosters

Like the flowers

The Philharmonic Hall

And last but not least. A cam Whore picture of me on a cobbled alley. :)
Me love this pic.

la di da~

Im going to get some cider tonite.~

Just to try lah.

I am posting this for no reason. Hee.

Im bored. And lazy to do assignments.

I want more time here. Altough I am starting to miss home a little.

I'm torn.

I need more retail therapy. More for shoes and boots.
Spent so much in a few days.

I wish I was better in everything.

I want Keluak curry.

I miss my friends.

I'm addicted to might of many on facebook.(accept my request if can, need more guild)

My feet still stinks.

Wait. I want a bag too.

Wish i could see the growth of Lizzie, which is too fast in this 3 months.

I don't know what to get for souviniers.

I like Big Brother's Stuart and Dale. (SSssSSSizzling hot)

I love hot chocolate.

I want more money. for shopping. Again.

I love the fashion here.

I know. Thats a lot of random thoughts.

Retail Therapy

So I’ve been having a bad week. Hmm… what can I do, to end that oh-so-bad week? OMG, some retail therapy. Woo woo. All for myself, baby.

Here’s what I bought.

A jacket. 5 pounds. Price Mark

A Denim Skirt. 3 pounds. Price Mark

A Top/ dress 15 Pound. Price Mark

2 Bikini’s Primark 7 Pounds

5 Pounds

An Earring. 1 pound Lewis’s

Im deliriously happy. :)

tired

I am tired. Yes.

No matter how many hours i spend. No matter how many books I borrow. No matter how I understand it. I.just.can't.do.it.

Assignments are a beast. No matter what I still keep being in that average results. I tried. I tried, oh-so-hard. I did. My bloody social life involves eating with my housemates in our kitchen. Oh wait, once or twice we went out to eat... whoo pee. That is what I have been doing. Assignments not socializing. BAH!

But still,

I'm always at the category of normals. Normal, Ordinary, average, typical. Nothing is ever special. I can't even get a better result even with all that. Why bother at all?

Bother...

Because, at least just for once, make your parents proud of your results. 'Yeah, study overseas can already mah!' Fuck whoever that says that. No matter where you get your results, UK, US, Ukraine, Mars where ever, the results ALWAYS matter. ALWAYS.

At least just make yourself proud. Always running through life like there is no aim. In TAR i never had like a good aim in life, except to just pass and yeah get that cert. Now at least, I know the place is different, gives a more different 'feel' to studying. Different from in TAR. And Malaysia. I've always felt singled out, different. Just because I was different. Not special.

Im not trying to contradict myself. Just that, the teachers/ leacturers had their Favourites. Not implying anything here, but gotta agree that there were always a little small itsy bitsy bit of favouritism by race. I mean, who would not want to help their race succeed, looking at how our, BELOVED country is.

*Gosh, im ALL over the place. i'm confusing myself here. I tired. I'm blaming this on that*

Anyways, it was never really fair. So i thought. Until i came here i thought... we are here as Malaysians. Not as Chinese, Indian, Malay, Eurasian or any other race. Malaysian. Maybe here, i CAN show my potential as a student. As a well versed student.

Guess I was wrong. I am not good in studies. And not being good in it, how can i prove that I am worth it?

yeesh. damn. emo dee. haih.

And i didn't expect this post to be this long.

I miss those two. ALOT. Don't comment on my ugly face. i shoot u.

Chants

The past few weeks has been like a rollercoaster ride. The feeling of unease frequently creeps up to me to demoralise and keeps me down. Will blog about this later.

Anyhow, I went to church today after missing it last week. I think since i missed it, my week was not as good as before.

Somehow i find it quite calming. The Grogorian Chants are quite calming despite it being quite creepy and scary in that big huge cathedral at first. I have grown to like it...no, more like love it. Altough it may be a language that I don't speak in, somehow creates like is warm calmness that soothes my soul.

Truly truly needed that little help in easing my little burden.

p/s : might just record that gregorian chant and upload it someday.

Who calls me stingy?

To whom it may concern,
Stingy?? Who the hell gave you the right to call me a “Stingy B*****D?”

First of all dude, you have no right to tell me to show you my plan for our assignment. I say “tell” because of the way you ask me. Not “may I see…?” but you decide to be rude to me and say “let me see.”

Yes. Its two very different things.

I DO NOT like people telling me what to do. When I tell you ‘no’, I mean ‘no’. Just like when you asked me to go to the farther library. Just like how you ask me to let you see MY assignments. Just like how you asked me for my readings.

And who the hell gave you the right to call me that. When in the past, I have been GENEROUS? Yes I have, can’t you remember?

Remember the time before flying off, we had to finish that leading log of not 1 but 5 journals? And during that time you’ve only done 2? I know, I finished mine late also but it is in my own sweat that I have finished it. In fact, I remember you asking me to send whatever I’ve finished to you. Me being me, I sent you 3 of it. Is that being stingy???

In fact, you had the cheek to tell me that you copied a few of mine, with a change of words mind you. Even if I was being that way, don’t you think I had the bloody right to do so?
By the way, don’t you think you’ve got to thank me for getting that high marks? Not that I am being a bloody show off, but you got a 2nd upper for that reading log. It WAS with ‘reference’ to mine don’t you think?

One more thing, there was once you told me that you did not bring the journals that you’ve found in Malaysia. You said that, you printed it and did not want to make your bag heavy. Then, why the HECK print at all. Don’t give me your fucking excuses please. I HATE IT.

And what have you done for me? Have I asked for anything? Yes I remember asking you for one of the reading log, but guess what, I did not use it. Printing? Oh well, that’s counted. What else?
I don’t care if you read this. Just don’t expect me to bow down to your every wish. Nobody ever tells me to do anything that I don’t want. And don’t you ever piss me off ever again.


Cynthia….

How lovely.

I think this article speaks for itself how they expect everything to be spoon fed to them.

Gabungan Pelajar Pelajar Melayu Semenanjung (GPMS) adalah satu perikatan yang terbentuk atas kesedaran warga pelajar Melayu di institusi-institusi pengajian tinggi negara yang tertekan, terkejut, terkilan dan kurang puas hati dengan pencapaian yang lebih baik pelajar-pelajar dari kaum lain.
Pelajar-pelajar Melayu ini telah menyaksikan dengan mata sendiri betapa jauhnya perbandingan pencapaian akademik dan juga taraf hidup pelajar kaum lain di menara gading yang sepatutnya menjadi gelanggang pameran keagungan dan martabat bangsa Melayu yang dihormati.Pelajar-pelajar kaum cina dan india berjaya mendapat kedudukan tertinggi di dalam kelas serta mendapat sumber kewangan yang tak putus-putus daripada ibubapa mereka yang kaya. Melihat keadaan sedemikian, maka wujudlah GPMS yang kini menjadi tunggak harapan dan perjuangan pelajar-pelajar Melayu.
GPMS melalui hubungan yang akrab dengan kerajaan, telah menyarankan beberapa cadangan seperti:a) sistem kuota digunakan semula di dalam pemilihan pelajar ke dalam IPTA, bukannya sistem meritokrasib) peratusan pelajar bumiputera di dalam IPTA ditingkatkan lagi kepada sekurang-kurangnya 80%c) Universiti Malaya (UM) dijadikan universiti untuk bumiputera sepenuhnya seperti UiTMd) Pensyarah-pensyarah di IPTA diwajibkan memberi bantuan dan perhatian khusus kepada pelajar bumiputera, kertas soalan berasingan patut diberikan kepada pelajar bumiputerae) Pelajar bumiputera dikecualikan daripada membayar yuran pendidikan di IPTAf) Makanan haram seperti daging khinzir tidak boleh dihidang di mana-mana kawasan di dalam IPTAg) Wang tabung kebajikan di IPTA hanya boleh diberikan kepada pelajar bumiputerah) Sijil dekan dan juga anugerah-anugerah IPTA lain hanya boleh diberikan kepada pelajar bumiputera


*article seen on Christines Blog*
*taken from http://www.freewebtown.com/melayu/*

Waiting.

While im waiting for my parents to come online. This is what I have been up to for the past half an hour.

I love this picture. It's so random and so bloody candid. HAHA.

Below is my take on what the pictures is telling us. (click on it to see the larger version of it)

A friend decided to take a picture of my super White shoes. Not that I am showing off or something, but it seems to be a Hit. A lot of people have commented on it. :D hee.

Until next time.

Budderfly out~

4 Cups of Caps and a Very Rejected Guy.

Lately, theres been so much going on. But on the contrary, my social life has been ermm……. Unsocial.? I have not met anyone new. I mean except for our own Mass Communication classmates. Other than that, its been pathetic. No good looking ang mohs to chat with. No even the normal looking ones. How sad is this? But, other than that, everything has been fine.

Check this out.

This was the state of my table on a Sunday night, the night before one of my assignments was due. NO KIDDING. That cup of cappuchino was my third, and i reached my 4th by 3 am. :D Slept late as usual, even with a lot of preparation, from the plan that Iqbal our course leader asked us to do to the many books and journal readings that we've collected. Imagine lah, can die or not. I'm PRAYING that the results for this would be better than my last, because i think i put enough effort in it...even with the daydreaming. heh.

Ok. not that I plan to worry those plan to come to Liverpool next year, its just that Its different for us Graphic Design students who never really used our brains to think of critically or to use the books to find our answers. We just need creative juices. Im sure the others are used to accepting text better than me.:)

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On a totally different story. About two weeks ago a dude came to our flat and he was asking for my flatmates help. On this certain day, put on this light, put off this light, bla bla bla. Then he explained that, HE wanted to propose to this girl. Then this lights on lights off thing was going to spell a I *heart* you. on the Marybone building, phase 2.

Excitedly everyone was kumpuling outside to see the results. When i went down to sibuk-ly see how it looked like,i did not see it. But, with a lot of squinting and tilting of head i saw that 'i-love-you' thing. I'll post it up if i ever get the picture from someone. hehe.

So anyway, he was suppose to meet that girl. That girl was so malu to come down because there were so many people around. So that dude chased us all away. Instead, we looked out of the windows. So they met la.

Annnnnd, she rejected him. I could see from the body language that she did NOT want him. And, to make things worse, he wanted to propose to her to be his GIRLFRIEND. not a bloody fiancee. How bloody embarassing. If he wanted her to be his GF, he could like at least see if she liked him back first right? Or at least get his friends to do it. aii... Water face fall oledi. Anyway, some random pictures.

VIEW from Dean Walters Building , John Moores

Chester trip. The old Church

Chester trip. Random Buildings.

Chester trip. Friendly Pigeons.

Tranny. Lord Mayors Parade.

A cute Kid, his sister and his father. Who apparently is Liverpools most famous stuntman. :D

Steam engine? Lord Mayors Parade

One of the many replicas of Superlambanana. Walkers art Gallery

Field trip. World human history.