From The Other Side Of The World

Greetings from Nottingham!!!

After a 13 hour flight that left my legs cramp and my back battered (it didn’t help that the couple next to me were rubbing their aching limbs for each other), I reached Manchester only to be taken on a coach ride to Nottingham. Tried my very best to stay awake, but I dozed out due to exhaustion. Hence, missed the country side, but it was night by the time I got to the Uni.

Oh well, had a very tiring week. Tour around the whole University Park Campus, which includes the medical school and QMC(Queen Medical Centre) with dearest Saddiq. He’s really good with maps. We had loads of fun. We finally went Hunk Huntin’. Cool dude, that Saddiq. He rated all my subjects judiciously. And he can really dance! We went barn dancing and did monkey business most of the time.

He’s gone to Sutton Bonnington now, a good 12 miles away. I’m in Florence Boot Hall, in University Park itself. An old hall. Incidentally, am the only Malaysian I think. So yeah, going to have to say “Heyya” instead of the “Hello”.

Home students, meaning the Brits are suppose to be arriving tomorrow. The campus isn’t really full right now. No idea what to expect. Hope we get to blend in nicely.

Until the next post then. Like I promised, this is a picture of the Trent Building. And yes, it’s bright and sunny here. It’s bloody cold anyway. Ironic, but am walking, sitting and spending most of my time under the sun instead of staying in the shade like I use to back home. I am after all on the other side of the world.

Current Music: Verve Pipe's The freshmen

Exodus

Reckon this will be my last post written in scorching hot Malaysia.
To keep things short and since I'm bad at words, worse still gestures, so here goes;

Au revoir people. Take good care of yourselves. I expect to see fattened friends by the time I return (if I ever come back, heh!). Do keep in touch, I will be ever glad to be. So, yeah, god bless and be good ya.

Cheers!

Kutu-Malam Failures

Under strict instruction to stay in Coffee Bean (oh yeah right) we, of course sneaked off. With a hundred things that we could do, never mind the possibilities, we wandered in the night. We set foot at 7.00 p.m. We decided to head home by 8.30 p.m.

Pathetic numb heads we were. We entered Metrojaya two times, the first time oh which we got kicked out since I was eating ice-cream (sweet tooth, I have, heh!). When we couldn’t quite decide what we wanted to do inside, we stood near the automatic doors and contemplated what to do next.

“Too bad…No pubs here...”
“Er, can’t go in right….got to be 21….but we look like it anyway...”
“No lah, not you…”
"[Eh, really??]"

Truth is, there must have been pubs around Jaya….somewhere. But we, with untrained eyes just didn’t know where to look.

So, we fiddled with the camera…to disastrous consequences. We reached the conclusion that the only way we could look good is to pose next to a dustbin. The results, oh well, see for yourself.

Current music: Crowded Houses’ Don’t dream its over.

BO Dude!

Am in a foul mood today (no thanks to a chance encounter with a moron…), so am going to let the picture do the talking. And as usual, I look like CRAP!

Taken during a happier time…I fell in love with ‘the wall’ of mosaics in 1 Utama. Somehow managed to coerce Meera into posing with me. Yah, its bimbo-tic – to quote Aveena, but hey, at least I know what the walls in my future humble dwelling will be.



To recap things on that eventful Tuesday:

Ate at TGI Fridays with Aveena, Eunice, Meera and our guy friend Saddiq, who unfortunately ripped his Dockers as he was about to hop into Meera’s car. Unsuspected by us, he lapsed into some discreet groin checking and spent the entire day in some paranoid reality where the main highlight was balls-flashing. Thanks to Eunice who vetoed a round of bowling, you managed to save any semblance of dignity you have. Dude, don’t fret or fuss, you’re by far more dignified than some odour donating member of your gender.

Strange isn’t it, how life never lets your forget. Was stuffed in a room that was wafting horrible, horrible BO today. The horror. Spent the first 30 minutes listening to others bursting with self-importance then spent the next 30 minutes bursting with self-importance myself. Life, heh!

Current music: Non-Blondes’ What’s going on.