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Postgraduate Study

So finally the postgraduate programme of my selection (International Relations & International Law) finally commenced. In the first few weeks, I can feel the pressure that the workload has given me, and I also saw myself changing from a lazy uni lad to a bookworm. This is not the same as my undergraduate study, I actually now have to read in order to understand what’s going on in class. This is not easy.

How ever, this is a battle I have to win, this is the key year of my future. If I do it well, I really have a chance of settling down in Europe, and this has always been my long-term goal. No pain, no gain, I know I’ll have to work for it, and I will!

One can only do so much, I can only do what I can do. There are certain things to do less in this crucial year. I am glad, that I don’t feel bored even though the only things I do right now are to study and play table-tennis. This is fine for me. I am not sure if I can do more things other than that, apart from planning my future career.

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So this year on the Valentine’s Day, my girlfriend and I planned to go out for dinner. When she finished her uni classes, she came to mine to pick me up. Suddenly, she said she needed a poop. She went to the toilet for a long long time, then I asked what’s wrong. Holy moly, she blocked the toilet with her sXXX. I then went to fix it.

She kept saying sorry, and I couldn’t stop laughing because it’s the first time I see this kind of events. It was going well, until I said ‘So this proves you are not perfect.’ as a joke. She asked why, I replied ‘BECAUSE GODDESSES NEVER POOP, AND BLOCK THE TOILET WITH THEIR SHIT, BECAUSE THEY ARE SUPPOSED TO BE PERFECT! HAHAHA!’ as a way to tease.

She got angry as an angry bird, from the time we went out, she never spoke a word. I was like playing a single game, it’s not multiplayer anymore. I finally couldn’t hold it, and asked ‘Hey, I am sorry, it was just a joke. What do I have to do to have you talking to me again?’

She pointed to a Pikachu doll in the toy shop, and said ‘Okay, so you have to pretend you are a Pikachu for the rest of the day, then we have words.’

Be a pikachu? LOL that’s a terrible request. But well, as a hopelessly romance cheeseball, I would take it.

‘Pika Pika! (Okay Okay)’ I said. From this moment, I told myself, that I am a Pikachu.

We walked, and walked. She suddenly asked ‘Yep, so where should we go for dinner tonight?’ I answered ‘Pikachu? Pika Pika Pi! (I was actually thinking The Bobbin, but I was just expecting that she would ask me to resign from my post as a ‘Pikachu’ as she does not understand what I said. However, she replied ‘Okay, Bobbin sounds good!’

Oh My Lord! She knew what I said? Did she just guess it randomly? I decided to try her with a few words.

‘Pika Pi! (Motherfker!)’, I said. She was shocked, and asked ‘Why do you swear? Swearing to me?’

Oh my lord in a box! She knew what I said! I immediately replied ‘Pika Pika Pi! (No, no no!) in a shaky voice.

So we went to Bobbin. Because it was the Valentine’s Day, it was quite full. I was even more nervous. If I kept being a ‘Pikachu’, people would notice and laugh at me. If I didn’t, a break-up is on its way.

We went to the bar to order food. It was my turn after my girlfriend ordered. I was thinking what do to. Suddenly, I had an idea, and said ‘Pi, Pi!’ to the bar-man. He looked confused, but then asked me whether I meant ‘beef, beer’. I nodded my head. Yep, done!

As we ate, I talked to my girlfriend as if I was a Pikachu. As we were about to leave, I looked at the people around us, maybe they actually thought that my girlfriend was having a dinner with a Pikachu.

We decided to go for a walk after the meal. As I walked, I felt like I had no dignity at all, and became the shame of mankind. But I looked at the girl next to me, apart from being silly making me doing some idiotic things, she is actually quite nice. (Sigh), this time she asked me to be a Pikachu, last time she asked me to be Donald Duck, what about next time…..?

She suddenly stopped walking, and whispered to me, saying ‘Thank you for being with me all the time. I hope you can be my Pokemon, forever, and ever!’

I felt so touched after this. And replied ‘Pika Pi (Thank you)’ and tears started running in my eyes.

Oh wait, tears seemed to come too quickly, that everything became blurred. I couldn’t see anything!

‘Pi! Pika? Pikachu?’ (Hey! Why? Where are you?)

‘Pikachu???’ (Where are you???)

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I woke up, staring at the ceiling, finding I got tears in my eyes.

I looked at the calendar, 14/02/2016 it is.

Just when I thought i found the love of my life, it was actually a dream.
I went to the window, looking at the snow outside, thinking back to the dream,
I inhaled as much as I could, then shouted to the window
‘Pi..ka..chu! (FML)’

(The End)

Happy Valentine’s Day guys, or Independence Day to the Single Ones.

 

 

So in my high school, we were not allowed to eat in the classrooms.

One day, after having the P.E. lesson, I found myself a bit dizzy (probably because of lack of food, being too hungry). I was afraid that I might pass out in the following class, but I could not get any food from the foodstore as we were not allowed to eat in the classroom. And I just remembered I had chewy gums in my bag, so I decided to eat them when I could get back to the classroom (though it is not real food, it might help).

Back in the classroom, it was recess time, I took my bag out, and was going to get the chewy gums. Suddenly, the person who sat next to me, Steven, asked me to give him two. But I was too hungry, so I ignored him, and put all the gums I had into my mouth and chewed.

It was still recess time, there were prefects outside looking for ‘criminals’ who did ‘illegal’ things like eating in the classrooms. At some point, Steven took out a sandwich from his bag and gave it a bite (apparently he was hungry too), and lol, got spotted by a prefect.

The prefect went to Steven, asked him to get his student ID card out, and to go to the disciplinary department because we were not supposed to be eating in the classroom. I was so scared at that time, because I still had chewy gum in my mouth.

Just when the Steven and the prefect were about to step out of the classroom to the disciplinary department, Steven stopped, and pointed at me, telling the prefect ‘He is eating chewy gums as well, go get him too!’

‘Oh Bugger off, Steven!’ I thought.

The prefect came to me asking whether I was eating gums. I was listening to music at that time with my earphone on, so I pretended I could not hear him, and I thought the recess was almost over, so I just had to pretend not to understand him for a couple more minutes, then he would have to leave.

At that time, the prefect got angrier than the angry bird, and took one side of my earphone off, and asked me to open the mouth and let him check whether i was eating. I was afraid, and thought about swallowing the gums. But I couldn’t because i was too afraid.

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take off the other side of my earphone, and in that 0.1 second, I spitted the gum onto my hand, then open my mouth to the prefect, showing there is nothing in my mouth. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is on his hand!’

I thought ‘Oh no, so this is the end of my clean sheet in school?’
Suddenly I had an idea. I used my hand to take side of my earphone on, and in that 0.1 second, I put the gum into my mouth, then showed my hand to the prefect, proving that there is nothing on my hand. He then smiled, and said ‘Thanks for your co-operation, sir.’  I replied, ‘No problem.’ Just before he wanted to leave, Steven shouted ‘It is in his mouth!’

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Listen Children to a story that did happen long ago
In a kingdom within city and the uni-lad below

So I knew her in my second year of uni. After knowing her, I immediately applied to join her ‘army’ team, being the soldier around her. I went so far to an extent that, I went to McDonald’s to work because I knew she worked there. Despite the fact that we worked different shifts (She usually finished at 8am, while I started at 9am), I would literally go to work a couple hours early, just to see her. My manager sometimes said ‘Well, you do not get paid for starting early.’ I would just say ‘Well, I do not really care.’

She studied at university as well, and we were in the same course, and the same tutorial. Sometimes we studied till late, and she would come to my place for food before she went home. My fridge ended up being empty all the time but I wouldn’t really care.

This went on till almost Christmas time. One day, she said to me ‘Ahh I am spending my Christmas alone again this year…’ Maybe I thought about it too much, but I genuinely took it as an implication. Also, I thought ‘Well, it is time for me to resign from the army, and see if I can get further with her.’ So, i asked her to go to the beach on the silent night, and she said ‘Yes.’

At the beach, we lied down and were staring at the stars. At some point, I asked ‘Do you want to be my girlfriend?’, just that, just straight. She smiled, with ‘ha ha’, without saying anything. Well, what does it mean then? But I thought, if I asked further, it might ruined it. So I was like 50-50 about it, not sure about what she thought.

Then, on the 25th, we hanged out then went for a dinner at hers. I asked her again the same question. Her reply was the same, and somehow we just ate and finished the dinner cheerily. I didn’t ask further, I thought she wasn’t sure about it. THEN what?

She went home on the 31st December and said she would spend the new year with her family. Fair enough! But then what? On the new year day, she posted a picture of her and a guy holding hands, with loads of hearts in it. Well, fair enough, I asked her why she did not reject me right away? She said ‘If I rejected you, then you probably would not spend those time with me then.’ Oh… lol…. Well done, playaaa!

Well, once a soldier, always a soldier, she has always been a player and everytime she breaks up, I help her through, while HOPING (realising I cannot) I have a chance. I know I don’t but well, it’s hard anyway. So, once you’ve joined the Goddess’ Army, it’s hard for you to get out.

So what’s next year? I might have more hope on MU winning the Premier League than myself finding a partner.

What’s your view then?

 

Mobile Phone

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I remember when I was in Stockholm for a trip, my phone died on the first day. Thinking about it, now I realise human has already been invaded by mobile phones as phones have already become part of a human body. I can foresee the future that in 20 years time, when a child is born, there will be a phone attached to the child as part of  the birth certificate.

Right after I realised my phone died, the emptiness in my mind was comparable to the emptiness of my stomach when having starved for a couple of days while still not having food, but seeing a tard having a big mac meal in front of you. Not using a phone, is like completely losing connection to anyone in the world, as it will give you hell (all americans rejects?). If you go out to a restaurant, and pub, you will see most of the people using their phones like every 5 seconds as if they are in love with their phones. No wonder why people don’t speak face-to-face much anymore.

What’s the point of being so eager to look at the pictures of the other’s achievements? Or just the bits of life? While you can have a good time with your friends? And why don’t you spend  the time to create your own achievement? Considering if you sleep 8 hours everyday, meaning you have 16 hours of activity a day. If you check your phone every 15 minutes (each time lasts 5 minutes), you end up spending 5 hours and 30 seconds everyday just checking your phone. In 5 and a half hours, you can do 2 hours of sports, 1 hour of reading/ picking up new hobbies. Then, everyone can be fitter than Lionel Messi, play better music than Hayes Chan (just a joke), and be more multi-talented than Simon Cowell. See how valuable every second of your life is? Even if you don’t have a good job, not a good family, and poor, you are still the winner of your life, as you are really living, if you can use your time wise. So from now on, why don’t we just try to leave our phone untouched, for … maybe an hour or two, and live your life? ”You just have to see that it’s wrapped in beauty and hidden away in between the seconds of your life. If you don’t stop for a minute, you might miss it.” (Cashback–2006)

Recipe for Stress

So today, I’m going to share my recipe for Stress. If you fancy a small plate of stress for your tea, or lunch, you can use my recipe.

Ingredients:
A)2 x 3000-word essays from University
B)1 x 3000-word research proposal
C)English dissertation
D)Plans for postgraduate study
E)Plans for work after study
F)Plans for settling down in somewhere I like
G)Consistent performance for table-tennis league matches

Steps:
1. Leave A) to 3 or 2 days before their due dates
2. Panic because B) is soon due as well
3. Start cutting A) in pieces and try to swallow them
4. Mix B) with C) because they are supposed to be the same, and cut them down and season them with your sweat and tears.
5. Put D), E) and F) aside as you wouldn’t have time left to take care of them.
6. Rely on teammates for G) because it is a team game and you are too tired to play any good games.

There you go, a recipe for stress, bon appetit.

Haven’t updated my blog for a while due to tremendous amount of uni work! So, I am just going to do a casual writing this time to kinda release stress from the essays. It was Black Friday and i wish i could sell my stress. I will make a ‘recipe for a dish of stress’ next time!

Every time, when I finish a couple of hash browns, I ignore most girls in class who ask me out for a meal, as I realize that, they don’t understand me anymore.

I ask them ‘what do you want to eat?’.
‘I am on a diet, so… salad? with some starch so… potato salad?’ they usually say.
Potato Salad? Because you think it is healthy and keeps you fit?
Ha, NAIVE! Can I still bear to see my friends putting cold food into their mouths?
EVERY single piece in hash brown experiences high-temperature frying, like a long journey of training. Every piece, has its history, and its story. What has potato salad got? Just like the childish, naive people, knowing nothing because they have never experienced what life is!

Sometimes, when I am alone in the restaurant, I feel lonely, I feel that there is no one in the world who understands me.

I order a pint of Stella Artois. Staring at the yellowish beer in the glass, I can’t see through, I can’t see clearly about how much I still understand about the world. I am confused.

I am leaving the restaurant. When I pay, I see a young lady eating Hash Browns. I stare at her, she stares back at me, we nod to each other. I am so touched: In the world, there are people who have the same opinion with me, admiring the tough life that every piece of hash brown has to undergo! I hold my tears, and leave the restaurant, and walk home without taking a glance back at the restaurant again.

Maybe that lady would ask: Why do you give up such a probable friendship?
I don’t know, at that moment, I feel like a loafer.