It's officially 1.12am in UK. It was supposed to be 1.12am an hour ago but now it's 1.12am again. Why? It's because of the DST (Daylight Saving Time). Apparently there's this automatic update in the Windows time system for you if your time is set to UK time. So technically I gained an hour for no apparent reason. Great. For more information regarding DST, visit Wikipedia for more information. Click here.
By the way, it's Halloween's today I think. I went to some Halloween party earlier. There were some costumes and all. If I were to go as Nacho Libre, it would be hilarious. I know Halloween is supposed to be scary and all but imagine me dressing as Nacho. The thought itself is scary!
Before I tell you about my orientation and registration week, let me tell you about what happened yesterday. It was one of my Malaysian friend's birthday yesterday. There was gonna be a party at his place apparently so I decided to get some booze. Four of us went inside this minimart kinda place called Sainsbury. We checked out the beers (Carling, Stella Artois, Heineken, Carlsberg,etc.), compared the price and went to the counter to buy. Then, the lady at the counter asked for my ID because apparently I don't look 18 (the legal age to buy alcohol is 21 in the UK but usually if you're above 18 you can buy). I was like "What?! Are you kidding me?!? I don't look 18?!?" then she replied "obviously, why else would I ask for your ID?" But to make things worse, she wouldn't accept our student card nor our driving license and MyKad (because they were in Malay). It was like "WTF?!?" I cannot believe this, really. I'm 24 and I CAN'T GET BEER?!?? This is so stupid...so lame!!
We then left Sainsbury and went into another minimart nearby. I went in took the beers, paid at the counter and went out. No questions asked. WTF?!? So I suddenly looked 18 after walking for another 5 mins? Ish...I came up with my own conclusions though. Either the lady at Sainsbury is a racist or she has a problem with us. Period.
Either way, I have decided to boycott that place and if you know me from MMU Cyber, then you would know what happens if I decided to boycott a place. I'll never step foot into it again.
p.s. I drank 5,6 bottles of Stella Artois and Budweiser that night and ended up a lil' tipsy
After a long 14-hour ride, I reached the Manchester Airport. I tried to be cool, went to take my luggage and gathered with some Malaysians who are also studying in Hull with me. Apparently, the University Of Hull was supposed to send a welcome team to take us to the university. We arrived at around 7am(London time) but the welcome team was nowhere to be seen. Luckily there were quite a number of us Malaysians(around 9 or 10) that took the same flight to Manchester so we grouped together. I took the time-off to make a phone call back home and went around to check out the airport.
...the only thing left that stood between me and England...
...an interesting find inside the airport toilet...
...that would be me, Koey and Erik waiting for the welcome team... and we're proud Penangites!
There's another thing peculiar about the Manchester Airport. There is no rubbish bin anywhere! People tell me it's for safety precautions. Apparently, rubbish bins are the terrorists' favourite bomb-planting location. Could be true...
In case some of you don't know, I am not in Manchester. I'm studying in Hull which is the north-east side of England and it's around 2 hours bus ride away from the Manchester Airport. So after the 14-hour flight and the 3-hour wait for the welcome team, there's another 2-hour bus ride. Boy, was I psyched!
...not the kind of road trip I was expecting...
...well, we reached eventually...
and I was given the Brandesburton House...
...home sweet home, I guess...
As I was pretty bummed from the journey, I quickly unpacked my things so that I could rest. Then a dead bug caught my eye and when I took a closer look, I was horrified...
