going to the happy place.

someone, please..help.! ask me why i haven't had lunch although its already 3.30pm on a nice sunday afternoon. ask me why i can't sleep for fear of having nightmares. ask me why i dare not venture out of my room even to go to the loo. ask me!
i've not gone insane. i'm not a hermit. its because my flatmate is at "it" again. every weekend, regardless of the time, morning, night, noon, this flatmate and her weedy boyfriend scare the living daylights out of every moving object in within a 500metre radius. the grossness of it all makes my stomach turn, it makes the birds fall out of the sky in horror, it makes the mice cover their ears and scream in agony. its that bad. i ain't lying. they go at "it" without fail, every weekend. thank God he lives in another state so its just EVERY weekend. the screams, the moans, the "oh shawniee!" is D.I.S.G.U.S.T.I.N.G. i need to go to a happy place. think happy thoughts...think blue sky, rolling meadows, daisies, picnics, blue eyes....think happy thoughts!

am here.am cold.

i'm here! in salford. enjoying the english wet cold weather. how to describe it? bleak. just plain depressing bleak. argh. my feet are cold. interesting flight though, as seeing it was me first international flight. some drunken english fellow who gulped down so much alcohol but still insisted on having more gin and tonic. ooh, the food on emirates was quite good. never went hungry. and nice movies too! my fave, sound of music was playing. =D
no time for jetlag. sighs. went straight to register blah blah blah after arriving. walked everywhere. buildings are 5-15 minutes apart but walking is tiresome for a pampered penangite. somemore the weather so cold, windy and rainy. blah! in the end, my hair looked like some mop that had been involved in a typhoon.
good thing is, have nice housemates. nice english girls. very helpful. right now, am really thankful for my Bible. oh so thankful. and thankful for my loverly family who cushioned this traumatic experience. haha..otherwise i might have gone siao already. what with the having to sit on the plane for so long, finding out the weather is so bleak and most probably gonna get worse! have this feeling i'm gonna be thankful for alot more.
oh, i'm so tired. going to sleep. for now, bye.


here's some pictures for y'all.



thats the pub down the road.

mary seacole building, where i go everyday.
nice view of manchester, eh?

the appalling state of my room. i know. *sheepish grin*