Keeping myself busy, try not to look back.

If you're wondering what other less important stuff I do, here's some pic.

I did some of this..

a few of those..

Played this with my brothers,

and this game,

and finally, finished this game.

Oh, not to mention a few cartoons and animes, Adventure Time, Regular Show to be specific.

A geeky life indeed, which I'm quite content with. Though every once in a while I "visit" other people, like their blogs/twitters/facebooks. Curiosity gets the best of me I guess. But I try not to think about my social well-being as much as possible, it gets me down for no reason. I'm reasonably at better terms with myself now since I've locked down on my "visits".

However, soon I'll have to re-use Facebook, to keep contact with my family with pictures and what not. Which I fear I may not have control over my "visits". As my anonymous and/or imaginary readers would know, knowing other's life has a negative effect over my mind which I can't help it.

I just hope, the new life would keep me from looking back. Seeking old friends as a closure for my insecurity is bad for my health, and I mean it seriously.

Till next time, readers.

What would I do every-UK-day.

There's a very high chance I either vlog or take dozens of pictures everyday when I'm there.

Less than two months and counting. Have I told you I'm going to miss a lot of things back here? I think I have, but probably not specifically you.

There's something to be brace for here. Reminiscing the past is a rather different from reminiscing the place where the past happened. Leaving my home would be like leaving my memories back because not many things will remind you of your past when you're going to live in a new place.

I've been reminded a lot about the times when I helped managing the prom. Mainly because when I drive to the EMS or VFS centers, I bypass Renaissance Hotel. Somehow fate guides me back to my past, no ominous reasons I reckon, it's really just me.

The memories are still fresh, since it's still less than a year, though feels much longer than. I guess it's because it was one of the final best days of my life college life. It was the final days I interacted with considerable amount of people, the day I first performed on a stage even for a brief moment.

But the night itself wasn't all good, I realised one can't enjoy the event when one manages it at the same time. It was one of those days that you regret not being honest with your feelings with someone you like. It really felt like I blew off my big chance. The rest was pretty much downhill and history.

Sometimes I question myself, whether I'm ready to aim high or be in a relationship. Now I have to continue pondering overseas.

I've lost the chance to talk to anyone honestly and wholeheartedly, now I bear the consequences.
And yet now, I accept them honestly and wholeheartedly.

A story of a visa application and a bank draft.

Readers, stalkers, anonymous and random internet traffic, what a wonderful day isn't it? It's good to write to you again and thank you for stumbling again into my nest of joy.

Imagine, the day I think about the world in such light, must be decades from now. Anyways, call me crazy, but I'm blogging again, so read it maybe?

Did the last few things for my visa application, almost smooth sailing until the few last parts but nothing major. One thing I wasn't expecting was the security measures the department has. No bags, off phones, metal detector, password locked doors and strangely, foreign security guards wearing cowboy hats. If I knew the security was so uptight I wouldn't have brought along my mum since only applicants are allowed to go inside.

I had all the documents except for the visa app. fee, which requires to be paid by bank draft. I tell you, it was like a mini challenge I had to complete, my app. can't be processed until I've done that and the girl told me I had an hour to get one. I was thinking I had a lot of time but you encounter bumps in the roads in this sort of situations usually.

First and embarassingly, never solo-ed doing anything financial or important, like a simple task as getting a bank draft. And it is, but this particular bank made it seemed a little bit more. I was lucky there were nearby banks in the area, the closest and biggest was the Citibank Tower which to my amaze can't let you do bank drafts without an account from the bank. The only other closest bank and I'm familiar with is Maybank, across the road.

Note if I had plenty of time, I wouldn't have rushed while wearing a long sleeved shirt in the nice hot weather of KL. It took exactly one hour for me just to apply and get a bank draft, all within walking distance, I had to wait for the slow service of Maybank as for an additional information. It took another hour to wait for biometric scans. If they accepted cash, it wouldn't have taken more than an hour. But I know, visas are important stuff, you have to strict about the procedures and stuff but I think the standard was too high. It's not like people want to bomb people that just wants to work or study overseas and certainly there was no UK staffs there.

In the end, the visa application and bank draft got together and they lived happily ever after, until I get my visa approved.

Radiohead - No Surprises

Court Moar! Accommodation confirmed.

Single room. It some how feels like a wish I didn't really made but came true.

Living abroad, it still feels like a dream. From the description it seems like a pretty descent and cool place to live. There's no Eden's garden there but I like the simple and clean look.

I wonder who I'll be living with though, asians, caucasians , british, or other foreigners? Although I wrote in my application that I'm more comfortable with my own people back here but my curiosity of the new and different gets the best of me.

But I like to emphasis again, I'm living in my own room. I expected to share a room with someone but I guess not. I can't stop imagining how it's gonna be. It's exciting.


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Onto other matters. Last two weeks ago, I mentioned I went to a movie alone, which I did. Kinda awkward when I get there (I was slightly late) and a couple which was going to the same hall was walking in front of me, almost as if I was stalking them. It was total darkness and I couldn't find a nice seat to watch Spiderman, mainly because I knew no one and was late so the good spots were filled; I sat almost very near to the screen.

The movie itself wasn't bad except that it was in 3D which I spend sometime fiddling with my 3D glasses as it's totally annoying and makes me slightly dizzy. The bad thing about 3D in Malaysian cinemas is that it's not true 3D, it's more like a pop out art in a child's interactive storybook; it's still flat.

Nevertheless, the story itself was descent, better than the previous version, the main character wasn't a pussy and he was never friendzoned by the main female character. The plot was simple, I can't say whether it follows the original but I've never seen this version of Spiderman which couldn't web shot naturally. Instead of just a photographer, he was to some extent a genius; making portable devices that shoot spider webs. I'm pretty much betting he would be the next hero to be in the second of movie of Avengers, if there ever was going to be a sequel; this guy fits so much better than the original one which was a total nerd, since Peter Parker was suppose to be witty and funny.

The action was pretty cool too, if it wasn't in 3D I'd probably enjoyed it better since I'm forced to focus on the things which the movie points towards.

It was a different experience watching a movie without anyone's company, as soon as the movie ends, I walked right out. I bump into a classmate but I guess that's pretty much all. Most of the people that went there were just unknown to me.

I'll be going for the next one this Saturday, not gonna miss Batman for sure. It's good news that I can still enjoy life by myself.

Moving Away, and Forward.

Hello, it's that time of the month. Where reality sets in deep again and I have to lug my heavy self from it again.

But let's talk a little about how I'm doing these days, we more or less know what a train wreck this mind is like.

My preparations for studying abroad, I got my CAS letter and most of my things done. The results I got were surprising as usual, I imagined I did worse than my first year, like a stock exchange, my grades gradually goes up and then comes down, so I never really know what to expect.

I could actually go to Cardiff with this, but I like to be certain of entering a university in UK, besides that Aberystwyth is cheaper and supposively easier to study. Now I just need to do my visa application.

Barely just two months away from leaving my home for 9 months. I'm both anxious and excited to go there, it seems staying away from college just doesn't satisfy for me, I needed more closure. There's a few who are going to the same university with me, although I thought about living at the same residence, I decided it was better if I met other people. The lingering past just won't go away if I kept clinging to it ever so slightly.

It does seem to have a negative effect when it comes to a one-sided 'contact', I wanted to know how some of my friends are doing, but knowing somehow hurts me. Because I'm not there when they are happy, or is it because I'm not the one to give that happiness? I just know the more that I knew, the more cloudy my mind gets and it's wrong to be this way.

It's hard to imagine a life with my old friends in the future, the friendship is more or less decaying ever slowly. They say when you meet one in a long while, we'd talk as if we used to in the past, what if that chance never befalls to you? The only thing I can imagine properly is my unknown future, an exciting yet lonely world is ahead of me.

I've got a few plans and activities to do when I'm at UK. First and hopefully they have an active wargaming club that I can frequent to, if not I'd be spending most of my time painting my miniatures instead. I always had an interest in archery but there's no where in Malaysia to properly learn so I'm planning to join the archery club in the university. Shooting a target at long range just tingles my bones somehow.

I'd probably go to Venice as my main travelling experience if I was to travel to the European countries. A city that is surrounded by water, and not only that; artistry, architecture, music and culture. I hope to experience these things. Paris, to visit the museum which holds the art of Mona Lisa and other masterpieces. Italy for Eiffel Tower and Tower of Pisa, Rome for the aqueducts and the Coliseum.

The adventure aside, I'll be missing my family the most, I do wonder how I am going to fair with a life with myself and flatmates and classmates. Things would be very different. That is the most curious part of my stay at abroad. Sometimes I think the worst possible situation, an apocalyptic end away from family? I hope it's the zombie version so at least I can try and travel back to find my family.

Radiohead - Creep (cover) by Daniela Andrade

Radiohead Creep Acoustic Flash

When you're sad, any song fits your situation.

But not this time, not this time.

True Story.

After doing all the studying...

Movie Day Solo.

Will be going for Movie Day on Saturday.

No, just myself. I like to walk at a shopping mall alone for every once in a very long while.