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She followed the University trip to Barbican or Plymouth Hoe yesterday. She was offered 2 pounds for an hour boat cruise, it seemed a great deal. All of them walked from University Reception to the site, roughly 30minutes. The first noticeable landmark is National Marine Square, she guess is a place for maritime army. A lot of boats as well. The weather was freaking cold, especially you were on the boat. The boat able to accommodate approximately 30-40 of them. A lot of photography lovers like her snapping the photos continually. In spite of distinctive architecture, water-sports and water vehicles, she got distracted by the long hour ride. She got dizzy due to the shaking cruise. She took lots of photos, but most of them turned out bad due to the weather. It will be best to shoot during summer. She feels sorry because she is not interested in history, but you can go through these 2 websites if you want to know more. http://www.mayflowersteps.co.uk/plymouth/current.html http://www.ply

She tried to save every single pence, decided to choose a cheaper accommodation. Supposedly tried to get a place less than 80pounds per week, she failed to apply it. She finally got a standard room in Robbins Hall for roughly 87pounds per week. There is 4 choices of university attached accommodations - Gilwell, Pilgrim, Robbins and Radnor. She loves Gilwell, but failed to get it. It was still fine for her, as long as she got a room to stay in. Her room is T604, the sixth floor of the hall. She got to climb 3 floors everyday, and thankful she had a guy helped her carry 30kg luggage up to her room. It was tiring to carry luggage up, no doubt. A standard room attached with a single bed, a wardrobe, a study table, a heater, a table lamp, a basin, a lamb table and a rack. She has 4 flat mates, sharing bathroom, washroom and kitchen. There is a laundry service on the other block, which has to put in coin for washing. Her flat mates, none of them are Asian, are from local, Germany, Denmark,

13th September 2010 on 7.30pm, she flied to pound land alone. She took Emirates, and managed to hold 2 tickets - Kuala Lumpur to Dubai and Dubai to London. Expectedly, she didn't manage to hold her tears, her tears dropping like pipe water. She wiped off her tears, took the train, checked in, and finally sat in Emirates. The seat wasn't comfortable, she can't fall into sleep. It was like a year in the plane, wondering when did the plane could land in. You You, my beloved bear forced to bear with my sticking and teary face all the time. He accompanied me throughout the suffering trip. She managed to reach Dubai at 10.20pm, which is 3.20am in Ringgit land. She got to wait for 4 hours in this superb airport. She spotted an empty area, she sat down and luckily was able to surf internet. Most importantly, her beloved pal accompanied her, called her and sms her throughout the journey. She got no extra energy to walk around in the airport. After a while, she felt asleep on You Yo

This post has been delayed for days. Finally decided to post out today, since I had settled down finally. My mum love kuih lapis, so do I. I got a recipe from Angie , the ingredients are pretty easy, the only most effort need to put in during steaming process. Layer cake has to steam, layer by layer. I have to stand there, to count down the time each layer. A very good comment from my family. You can tear the skin layer by layer, and it is indeed fragrant.

Hanging out with friends, is a way to know and update information about our familiar friends. Sometimes, it could be seen as gossip, but our nature of curiosity can’t stop us from knowing. When I am asking or discussing about a friend, in fact it doesn’t mean wicked intention, it is because the friend has certain value in my life. We are determined to know each other; anyway the person is once present in our lives. I know it might be pathetic to gather with more friends when I m about to leave abroad. However, I m enjoying mingled with certain friends once a while instead of regularly. On the other hand, certain friends will meet up with each other more regularly due to proximity, distance, and others. Reminiscing my memory, I have reflected the way I treated my friends. I deny I have a lot of friends but my friends always don’t believe. If you say I have known a lot of people, yes I do. However, if you ask me “how many friends you have?” I doubt I could answer this question. I h

Recently, my schoolmate had left us to heaven. None of us expecting or realizing how suffering she is in earth, we did not know she chose to suicide because she used to be a sunshine in our eyes. In my memory, I never see her depressed or sad, I only see her positive side. Shock is my initial reaction once I received this heartbreaking news. I pray for her immediately once I hang out the call. My heart was able to be regain peace and calm after the prayer. I smiled, because I believe she is happily staying with Father in heaven, and has gained eternal life. Browsing through messages left on her wall in facebook, my heart is souring. My best friend, experiencing grievousness deeply. She posted a lot of messages for her, hoping she is able to read them. Apart from that, she is blaming herself greatly. I am observing, and I don't interrupt her. Grief is a process of healing. She needs to be healed, and I won't stop her to feeling grief. At the same time, I worried she still unabl