Weekend away

I was away at Swansea for a summer weekend away on the 18th of June. Well, it was not officially summer until the 21st of June, but, let's just call it summer, anyway.

I've told you about my summer lab skills boot camp, yeah? The practical won't end until 5pm every day, so I thought that I won't be going to Swansea that Friday. Praise the Lord, for Laura and Ben, who made everything possible. Jim came on Saturday morning to pick Yasmin and I up.

The journey from Bristol to Swansea was a pretty long one (about two and a half hours). I have planned to sleep during the journey, since it was so early, but Chris and Jim were just so chatty, that we ended up talking all the way to our destination.

There was a free time on Saturday afternoon, so, all of us have decided to attack the beach. It was very sunny that day, BUT, the wind was just too cold. Plus, the beach was just SO wide.

From the left: Ben, Noah, Yasmin, Ruva

How did I get this photo? I ran ahead of them, trying to beat Richard, but I soon gave up, turned to face them, and snapped a photo of them.

Ah! We met mr. Jellyfish. The hand belongs to Rachel.

Truth to be told, I don't think I've ever seen one before. Ha ha! Have you?

OK, we are supposed to build an ah-mah-zing sandcastle, but I don't think we are there yet. Don't be fooled by the photo. It was not warm at all that day.

I have always wanted to try this. Thanks Jeremy!

He was reluctant at first, saying that it depends on how fast are we going to bury him.

Ain't we fast? Well, I've got to say that teamwork is most likely to win. :)

He was supposed to be a mermaid with an 8-packs, but too bad, we were unable to get his full photo.

Beautiful sunset. I took my chance to snap this photo on the way to the hall for one of the sessions. 

Anyway, the weekend away as a whole was very interesting. I mean, everybody were just so friendly, we were very well fed, and, in a nutshell, every thing was just so amazing! I am really glad that I have made it.
The only bad thing about it was, I came home with a cold, and flu.

I wasn't meant to show you this, but I am just trying to prove my point. Ha ha!

Cheers!

Poser

Okay, so I was doing some box-hunting for my move-out, when I saw a beautiful white electric guitar sitting at a corner of a friend's room. A thought suddenly strikes me.......

As mentioned in the title; poser. That could be me...... I think. Ha ha!

Cheers!

p/s; you have to understand that I do not, by any means, know how to play a guitar.

Free Hugs ;)

Hey guys. I've been away for such a long time, yeah? Don't worry, you know I miss you. ;)

 I just came back from my weekend summer camp yesterday, and it was amazing! Tiring, but, yeah, simply amazing. Anyway, I still have my lab skills this week........ ;( Busy, busy me.

So, today, I just wanted to call upon all of you to support this group of lovely people, by viewing and sharing their video. They are currently, trying to raise up fund to build a school in Lenana, Nairobi, Kenya.

Share the love, peeps ;)

Cheers!

Cross-product?

Have you ever given a thought on the many bizarre things in this world? I did, quite a number of times at that. I just could not bring myself to believe that some things are real, 'real'.

Hi! My name is Woolly, and I am a cross product of a sheep, and a dog, or a dog, and a sheep.

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This lamb-dog, so they called it, belongs to Liu,  a farmer in Fugu County, Shaanxi Province. He told the press that he saw his sheep licking a newborn lamb on the grassland, and it turns out that the newborn looks oddly like a puppy.

Woolly, and momma sheep.

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Hmm.... I just couldn't put a finger on this whole thing. What if Woolly was just a newborn pup, that was left by it's mother on the grassland? Or....if Woolly was old enough by then, what if it was just a wet puppy who wandered into the grassland?

Anyway, what do you say?

Cheers!

Buried alive

Have you ever thought of sleeping inside a coffin, underground, just for the sheer thrill of it?

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DON'T!

You are not a vampire who are afraid of the dark, and you are not a deceased (yet).

You might ends up dying by mistake. Regardless of how deep you were buried underground, the fact that you were 'buried' itself, possesses a great opportunity for a grim reaper to come and collect you to the afterlife.

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A man (let him be D) living in the eastern city of Blagoveshc, Russia, (don't ask me, I don't even know how to pronounce that 'thing') dug a hole for his coffin, climbed into it, and asked his friend (let us call him E) to cover it with eight inches of dirts. Not that deep, yeah?

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Armed with a blanket, mobile phone, and a bottle of water, D stayed for the night, believing that the next morning (and towards the rest of his life), he will always be blessed with good luck.

The next day, E was surprised to find D not breathing (dead) by the time he dug him out. It was believed that the pipe holes that were providing airways for D was blocked by dirt due to the heavy rain the night before.

So, it seems that D's luck ran out the moment he'd decided to accomplish his mission.

Moral of the story: Even when you've felt like you have nothing but bad lucks, please do not resort into something like burying yourself alive. It never works that way.

Cheers!

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The story of a 190 years old skeleton

This is based on a true story;

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A 17-year old guy (let us call him A) has gotten his heart broken by his girlfriend (let us call her B)......

After the breakup, he was enraged when he saw his ex-girlfriend walking with a new guy, so he threw a pebble at her.

Due to the wound inflicted by A, B undergoes a minor surgery, and was pronounced dead 7 days later, caused by the growth of an abscess.

The doctor who did the surgery on her (let us call him Dr. C), testified at court, saying that A was at fault for B's death.

However, to be frank, I think that A should not be the only one to be found guilty.

Dr. C has his fair share of fault in this incident.

Regardless of my personal opinion, A was persecuted anyway.

After A's death, Dr. C took A's body,dissected it, and turned his skin into book cover.

This had made my earlier opinion on Dr. C seems more valid.

Who, in his right mind, will do something as cruel as that?

A 190 years later, which was few weeks ago, a skeleton with the noose still around his neck (picture above,above,above...), believed (and proven) to be A, was found inside a cupboard at the University of Bristol.

So, I wonder if Dr. C has kept A inside the cupboard, and had totally forgotten about it.

A....finally, R.I.P.

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Moral of the story:

Do not throw a pebble at your ex-partner. You might end up being a skeleton in a cupboard (and only be found 200 years later).

Cheers!

It's (I'm) not a ghost

Erk...Hello there (*awkward*)...

My head is killing me!

I just had my first paper today, and I've already felt like killing myself. Ha ha! So, in order for me to stay alive, I made my friend and I a quick dinner, took a shower, ate, read an on-line comic, applied a mud mask......and slept (for a while).

I don't normally sleep in the evening, but today, I was just really exhausted, mind you. After half an hour, or so, I woke up, and it was already pretty dark outside. I stood up, facing the mirror involuntarily.

Then, I saw something (or someone) in the mirror that made my heart jump a lil'...... I was lucky enough not to piss myself x).

 I needed like five minutes to realize that it was my own face! Ha ha ha..... Now, I felt so pathetic. Gosh!

I went out to wash my face, and bumped into a girl, that I couldn't identify at the hallway. Maybe because I was just too dizzy to realize, or maybe because I just didn't care.

Just before she went into the toilet, she turned to me and say, "You scared me back there."
I let out a weak laugh, and said "Sorry", while at the same time thinking, "Of course. I even scared myself."

Anyway, my head is still killing me now, so I'm going to take a couple more dose of *drugs*. Ha ha :)

Cheers!

Note: Don't scare yourself on the mirror x)

I'm still alive x)

Hiya!

There was a big commotion in the US, regarding on "The Rapture" that was believed to come yesterday. However, today came, and I'm pretty sure that I am still alive and kicking. I wonder....... if I've missed the part when God says May 21 will be the end of the world. 

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Before the world comes to an end, I am more concerned in my exams that will start tomorrow. If I fail, that's pretty much the end of the world for me. So, to prevent that from happening, I will need to squeeze the lemon out of my *petty* brain, and hope for the best in my papers. *fingers-crossed*

My imagination told me that this is how my brain looks like at the moment. It'll be any time now before it cracks into two....or more..... Ha ha!  Let us wish that I have a spare brain, when that time comes x).

Anyway, assuming that my sanity will remain intact a few weeks later, I'll be more than happy to post more crappy entries in this humble site of mine, and will resume with doubling the cherries on your entries.

Cheers!