'The Standing Desk' (+Downsides)

In hopes to lead a healthier lifestyle in 2015, I had gone and bought myself a laptop stand off eBay for £9.99 that can elevate the laptop from a desk so that I can use it whilst standing. Because standing is said to be a lot more healthier than sitting for it reduces the chances of heart problems in future, and ever since I came back from Korea it felt weird and uncomfortable for me to remain stationary and sitting for long hours on a daily basis.

My work space.

However, this particular structure (and possible many others) comes with a couple of setbacks that I believe everyone should be aware about.

Say hello to my new coworker.

The Canon Powershot SX50 HS!

Tada!

In a situation where I am low on money and in dire need of a new phone - that doesn't take a minute to load up appplications, a new bridge camera was purchased instead.
Take note that at the same time of needing a new phone I was also in dire need of a new video recording device to replace my 5+ year old Sanyo Xacti, which produced below average video quality compared to the standards of today, and was clumsily dropped by my foolish hands numerous times throughout the years. Additionally, the constant change of colour tones most noticeable in my videos agitated me greatly.
Although I dislike the sudden invasion of the American Black Friday sales in England, it was admittedly a great opportunity to scout for my muchly needed discounted technology. And that was how I discovered the new camera.

October Music: Korean R&B

I have been terribly out of the Korean music loop recently.
Occasionally I see the odd update on my Facebook feed, but I haven't been solely actively seeking everything out.

I've been busy with university commitments, watching The Return of Superman (슈퍼맨이 돌아왔다) and The Apprentice. The former is so damn time consuming because of it's 1 hour 30 minute episodes, and the previews always makes me want to crave for more baby/toddler action! Meanwhile the latter has been making me double think about my career decision to dabble into the world of marketing. Earlier this month I attempted to do some job hunting at the graduate fair but unfortunately they're all very London/city based which isn't ideal since I live in a small town. I do have friends living in said cities, but it's actually quite burdensome to ask someone if you can stay at theirs for a long period of time. I'd rather start out small and then move onto the bigger things.

Anyway, enough of that depressing future career stuff. Let's sit back and admire these two new recent releases:



As One: For the Night
This is an incredibly sexy soft tune for the evening. Their voices are so lovely and light that it makes me wonder why I haven't attempted to actively search for their other releases after falling completely in love with their Awkward Love track -gulps- last year... Wow, time really does fly!
The MV is like something out of a softcore porno, rich muscular business man and a voluptuous maid. I very much enjoy oggling over the male lead's body though, yes. Apparently he's a member of TROY - I only know of Bumkey and KANTO in that group.




Crush: Sofa
Crush, my boo. Although I do like this track, I still very much prefer the older ones because they make me want to body roll and break out singing. Only the chorus makes me want to body roll and yell "SOFA!" so far. Haha, sofa, so far...
-ahem-

Alright, I'm off to do some readings about Lacan, Zizek, and Baudrillard for the rest of the day.

New side blog and future posts forecast!

Since I will be studying abroad for a year in South Korea starting from September I've decided to open up another word blog to document my time there! I've also opened up a photo blog on tumblr as well where I will post most of my pictures.

Please check them out: Word Blog | Photo Blog

Also, follow me on Twitter, Instagram, and YouTube for more updates!

As for this current blog, please stay tuned for a wave of Korea skin care product reviews! After all, South Korea is famous for their skin care and cosmetic products. I have a strong feeling that most of my money is going to go towards skin care for the next year. Well, skin care and food.

I have 4 days left in England before I leave for South Korea on 12th August! Shall try my very best to publish more posts that I've been too lazy to type up during the past week cosHannibalandtheMortalInstrumentserieswoops;;;

Upcoming posts features:

• Dip dying hair (Directions Colour Hair Dye review)
• Andrew Barton Wand review
• John Frieda Extra Light Ash Blonde Foam Dye review

I have also filmed 3 skin care product review videos during the past 2-3 months. I think I'm going to do less product review videos when I'm in Korea, it's just easier to type up a review these days.
I will be reviewing

• The Body Shop Vitamin E Night Cream (needs editting)
•  OMG Perfect Gel (almost done editting)
• Naruko Oil Out Cleanser, Toner & Serum (needs editting)

All 3 videos will hopefully be uploaded onto my YouTube soon. I'm hoping to edit them all in the next few days on top of everything.

This is what happens when you procrastinate all summer /sigh.

The resurrection of Toshiba

Once again I am loaning out this university laptop for an extra week since Toshiba is fixable.
Yes, Toshiba is going to be resurrected *dances*

Got a call yesterday from the tech guy that all Toshiba needed was keyboard replacing, so yeah it appears that I fucked up my keyboard good this time. However, the internet port is fine, and apparently the tech guy haven't witnessed the laptop turning itself on - to be honest I don't think tech guys can detect this issue seeing as my brother had this issue with his laptop and the tech guys couldn't find the reason. And only recently, on a phone call with the brother, he told me that if the laptop turns itself on it means the motherboard is fucked and needs replacing. He found that out on the internet.
I suppose I can deal with a laptop that turns itself on. All I gotta do is remove the battery after every use no?

Preparing for the resurrection of Toshiba right now.
It only costs me £67.40 including the keyboard replacement, service fee and VAT. Was planning to not bother if it costed me £150-£200. Actually I was downloading Norton Security trial 2012 and Firefox onto my memory stick encase I had to buy a new laptop (£549) that very day - had to return this temporary laptop on that day so it's better to just buy a new laptop.

Some of you may think I'm nuts to be overjoyed that my 3 year old Windows Vista with Intel Celeron Toshiba laptop could be fixable and used again. But seriously, it took me so long just to download all those programs onto my laptop, I am not hunting for keygens or keygen generators ever again. It's hard.
I mean I could sacrafice my Sony Vegas on my Toshiba laptop for Adobe Premiere on the new one (praise the lord that my lecturer had given us keygens), but it took me a loooong time to learn how to use Sony Vegas, I am reluctant and don't have the time to learn how to use Adobe Premiere from scratch. I already have to learn how to code html and css, as well as making flash animation for university work. Learning how to use Adobe Premiere on top of that? Fuck off.

My Toshiba is nearing deaths doors...

Maybe I shouldn't have washed my hair on Chinese New Year.
If only I didn't I would've been able to drink bubble tea on Monday, avoid spilling half a large mug of green tea over my laptop later that day, and remembered to pack my note book after yesterday's lecture.
Clearly I've washed my luck away.
Fantastic.

My 3 year old (?) Toshiba laptop already had water spilt upon it last year in November/December time. Luckily I was able to save it merely by air drying it for a good 4 hours.

Earlier this week I done the same again, only this time it was a lot more worse.
While typing mid way through my fanfic I grabbed my mug to take a sip of my warm green tea and absent mindedly placed it on the gap on the table between me and the laptop. Now, normally I would put my cups and mugs of liquids to the side - a good 30cm away from the electronic approximately, therefore I would avoid spilling everything over the laptop if I were to knock it down. But because I was busy focusing on my fanfic I had forgotten that rule.
And thus, whilst I reached over to the keyboard once again to type my hand must've knocked onto the handle of the mug therefore tipping the mug towards the keyboard and consequently spilling half of its content over the keyboard. Wonderful.

After uttering a few "SHIT"'s I unplugged everything from the laptop, grabbed it and tilted it to one corner to let the liquid drip down onto my carpet floor - well some of the water spilt onto the carpet already so might as well..? After I determined that most of the liquid has dripped out, I proceeded to turn off my laptop ASAP, it was reluctant to turn off, so I had to force it to shut down by holding down the turn on/off button. I should've done that first probably...
Aftwards I did my best to wipe all the remaining liquid off with kitchen towels, unscrewed the covers on the back, took out the battery and left it to air dry for 20 mins. Yes, 20 mins because I'm an impatient idiot.
So I turned it on after 'air drying' it for 20 mins, everything seemed okay until I reached the windows startup screen, everything became fuzzy, I held down the turn off button out of fear, the screen turned into that deathly blue screen of death, I cursed a couple more times and it turned off. Sat there in silence and then heard something sizzle, it came from the laptop. Great. Because I was so panicked I had forgotten how to remove the battery from my laptop, took me a good 30 seconds I would say, but once it was off the sizzling disappeared.
The sizzling probably wasn't a good sign. Why did I have to turn my laptop on again?
It was then that I realised that I probably murdered my laptop for good this time.

Decided to call it an early night, it was 9.20pm when I spilt water over it, 9.40pm when I turned it on again. By then I pretty much contacted a good couple of friends about my mishap through my mobile phone.

Left it to dry overnight, tried turning it on again on Tuesday morning, everything appeared fine. It actually loaded without the screen fuzzing to death, didn't make any scary noises, it looked okay. Until I had to login to my laptop...The password box had black dots typed into it before I even typed anything, clearly the keyboard now had a mind of it's own. Great. Thank God I had my brother's Wacom Bamboo tablet installed, because underneath the password box there was an onscreen keyboard - for tablet users who would rather tap the letters in by pen than finger, for once I was glad to have that thing on my laptop - I used to hate that onscreen keyboard to the point that I wanted to remove it, good thing I didn't remove it!
Once I logged on the loading of the laptop was slow, but everything looked okay, all my programs were still there, even my files. My hard drive wasn't murdered.
Attempted to type stuff on notepad to test out the keyboard, it was then that I figured out that the keyboard was fucked. Some letters worked, some didn't, the 'a' had the ability to turn on caps lock as well upon tapping it and so forth.
Attempted to plug in the internet cable, the drive's lights didn't turn on. Odd. Restarted laptop hoping that it would detect the cable upon restart but alas no. The ethernet port was fucked too. Not internet access for me hurrah. Sometimes I wished this accommodation had wifi...
Decided to turn it off since I had to get ready for uni. Whilst doing my make up the laptop decided to turn itself on, brilliant. It was haunted like my old computer now. Wonderful.
I know for sure that the water had done great damage upon my laptop now.

Now, the night before during my text session with my friends about the mishap, one had mentioned about my university offering laptop and computer fixing services. Fantastic, there was hope. Went into university, had my lecture, went to the IT guys straight after, they told me to bring the laptop in, did I was told, then they told me to take it back to my accommodation to let it air dry for 2 days and then bring it back to them to diagnose it.
Diagnosing it would cost me £24. Didn't realise diagnosing will never be free until I went to PC World and ask if they can diagnose it for me, in which they offered a £50 fee, no thanks.
The IT guys at uni also mentioned that I can borrow a laptop from them for free for one day and £20 for one week. Perfect, just when I was about to go on a mad hunt for laptop loanings.
But alas everything will come up to £44...£44 that could've been spent on...that Block B hoodie...or a new laptop.

Currently I am typing this entry on the borrowed laptop as shown in the pic at the very top of this entry. I suppose it can also serve as a test-drive for me if I had to buy a new laptop from this incident, after all this laptop is a Windows 7 Core i3 model. Definitely a huge upgrade from my Windows Vista Core Celeron.
Have to return it on 15th Wednesday - took it out on 8th.
Tuesday night was excrutiating without my laptop. Thank God I could hang around at my friends place for that evening, even still, not being able to do my work on my laptop was painful.
Now I know that I can never be Amish.
Thank God that I upgraded my phone to Samsung Galaxy SII as well, if I didn't I wouldn't have been able to access the internet for Twitter, tumblr and Facebook... This is how internet dependent I have become.

Turned in my dying Toshiba on Thursday.
Awaiting for an email from the tech guys right now on Toshiba's updates, hoping it's before Wednesday so I know whether I'll need to fork out a HUGE sum of money for a brand new laptop or an extra £20 and perhaps £100 to not only borrow this laptop for an extra week but to fix the saveable Toshiba.

I am reluctant to switch to a new laptop for many reasons.

1. I need money this year in order to go to Korea for the Summer Campus program happening throughout July.
2. I don't want to hunt down another keygen/serial number for Windows Office 2007/2010. Neither am I willing to buy the freaking thing, I am a university student after all.
3. Too lazy to move all my files over to the new laptop.
4. It's going to be difficult deciding upon a new laptop.
5. I need money for my endless girly materialistic needs.
   

Hello Leeds.

Moved in on Thursday, 3 nights have passed, so far everything's okay. Not fab, but okay.

Most of my stuff have been organised in my room, the stuff that I have yet to take out of the boxes...I don't know what to do with them. They're basically cleaning and laundry stuff.
OMG I just realised that dad didn't bring detergent *twitch*

Let me show you my university room in Clarence Dock.


I thought it would be bigger, not that I mind too much. The room's size is okay, but as for the bathroom...dear God. The shower is a freaking small cubicle so I can't even bend over to wash my hair - I never stand up straight to wash my hair, it just doesn't feel right. Plus it's difficult to do part of my skincare in that shower, there's just not enough room. So now I have to adapt to it, no me gusta. Another complaint, the knob that you turn in order to let water run from the shower is stiff as fuck. My other flatmates also have this problem. On the first night I ended up getting attacked with a heavy spray of hot water because of this! I forgot my shower cap as well...of all the things...I had to forget that.

Here's the lovely view that I get from my bedroom window...
Not as bad as my friend's view, but I hear all sorts of stuff from the road during the night, not to mention a rainbow of lights that manages to illuminate my curtain. Because there's a bloody tree next to my window these bits of orange seedlings manage to find it's way into my room if I leave the window open.

Now let's talk about the city center itself and the people.
The city centre is awesome, has that northern feel to it, plenty of shops and huuuge. Spent 10 hours (I think) in the city center with 2 other friends on Friday, oh my legs...
The people...well. Some are just bizarre and some are just plain nasty.
Already received 3 racist remarks on that one day, I have never got so much racist comments in one day in my life, even in London and Ipswich I never got that much abuse in one day. At the very most it only occurs once in a day. But as my Leeds friend said, it's an everyday occurrence up here in Leeds. Well there goes my perfect vision of Leeds.
While waiting at the bus stop a seemingly drunk guy came up to us with a flyer (advertising some unknown 'celebrity'), pointed at it and spat: "They think I would come to see this guy? They must be taking the piss!" and then proceeded to throw the flyer down on the floor in front of us before storming off.

Moving on.

I came back to the flat at 3am something last night, cos I went out partying/clubbing at the Student Union for the very first time - yes I've never went out clubbing before because of overprotective strict Asian parents.
I probably smelt like vodka and sweat.
Mother and father would disapprove.
I spent 1 hour last night walking around shoeless (thank God I wore tights) and stepping into puddles of split vodka before I was told to put my heels on again, otherwise I would've been kicked out. I spent the rest of the night in pain, damn 4 inch heels. I should've bought gel pad/insoles, maybe it wouldn't have hurt so much...Forever wearing flats to clubs...until I get new COMFORTABLE 3 inch heels.
Got hit on 2 or 3 times e_e
Oh and had my ass slapped my someone when I wasn't looking ಠ_ಠ

Leeeeeeds ♥

On the 17th I spent most of the afternoon waiting for the clock to strike 5 just to check if University of Leeds had vacancies on Graphic Communication.
When it struck 5 the course was not on Leeds' vacancy list. Meaning the chances of me getting in was slim seeing that I felt that I didn't perform too well at all in my English Language exam.

On the 18th, roughly 7.30am in the morning on Twitter I had already read that my friend had gotten into Leeds for Graphic Communications - she woke up at 6am to check, lucky betch. So I rushed to UCAS Track to check, but alas, every other teen in the UK heard of UCAS Track opening since 6am and therefore everyone had rushed to the site, crashing it. So I was sitting there for an hour in anxiety before I decided to leave the comp to carry out my morning rituals.
I needed to get my A-level results from school before 10.30am.
Around 9am I decided to check again, UCAS Track was down. FML.
UCAS could've at least done something about the traffic, surely before the day even came they would've realised that the site would experience a high volume of visitors coming online to check results. In order to improve its efficiency and to satisfy all university applicants they could've at least improved the site. UCAS fail.

So I left the house to grab the 9.40am bus to town, this little old lady who was also waiting for the bus said that the 9.40am bus already went (FML) and then asked if I was getting my results because she kept hearing about it on BBC News. Luckily the bus wasn't gone yet, it came around 9.55am...it was extremely late...
Normally it takes 10mins to get into town, bus people kept getting off at every stop on the way, making the journey longer than usual...I had planned on catching the 10.10am bus from town to my 6th Form, but the late bus arrived at the bus station just when the 10.10am bus to my 6th Form left. Literally, I got off, the bus to my 6th Form was still there, I walked towards it, it closed its doors and drove off FMLFMLFML.
It wasn't a good start to the day, I had a very bad feeling about my results and whether or not I got into Leeds.
So I ended up waiting for the 10.30am bus...*sigh*

Luckily when I got into school at 10.40am they were still able to hand out the A-level results. I took the envelope, quickly ripped it open walked out of the library where the teachers were situated - didn't think I would need to talk to em, and saw a list of codes and grades...which I couldn't decipher. I couldn't tell which were my overall grades since the list had shown my AS level grades as well ==;;;
Quickly I headed back in to ask my head of year to translate it for me.

He underlined an A*, which made me think 'oh my God he must've underlined it wrong'.
But then he went: "The grades next to the GCE codes are your overall grades."
I glanced at the A* once more and noticed that it was indeed next to a GCE code, for Media Studies. Holy shit. I must've been dreaming was what I thought.
My face turned grim when he underlined a B next to Art and a C next to English. He had also underlined a B for my EPQ.

So overall my A-levels were:

Media Studies: A*
Art: B
English Language: C
EPQ: B

The head of year commented that I had done very well. He must've been talking about the A*. I don't see how that C is a good thing.
Dear God, that B in Art, it made me feel like shit. Turns out that this year in my art I got two C's...Therefore it cancelled out my two A's from last year into a B *creys* I worked so hard this year for my Art as well...fuck sake.
English Language was a given. I already felt that I didn't get a B in the exam, perhaps a B- at the most. But no it was a C, didn't help my D for English coursework at all.
EPQ...I didn't really care about, the uni's didn't really care much about it either.

As for media studies...I was chuffed. I didn't think it was possible after getting constant C's in my past media exams (GCSE and AS) - I thought it was a curse. Plus I only got a B overall last year, I thought I needed an A from last year in order to get an A* this year! But I guess not. Studying YouTube paid off.
71/80 on my exam.
77/80 on my coursework.
I thought I fucked up on section A of my exam, I waffled hard on question 1. My answer for question 1 (8marks) was a whole A4 page whereas question 3 (12 marks) was a measly 1/2 of an A4 page...
I was fairly confident with section B as it was based on New Technology - though I felt that I didn't write concisely enough. Cos you see, before I even got into that exam I decided to not even bother answering a representation question (we pick 1 question to answer out of the 2 representation questions and 2 new tech questions), so I revised HARD for new tech. Besides, I loved the topic I chose for New Tech - YouTube, it was my coursework topic as well. Hours before I entered the exam hall I re-written my notes and structured something that contained both facts, evidence and theory. I didn't think that I would end up using it in the exam, but I did. Too bad that the version that I wrote in the exam was an extended/waffle version of the concise one that I had written earlier. The question topic was to do with how new tech encouraged/improve democracy in the media.

Here's the video I had produced for 1/3 of my coursework grade. Apparently my essay (a report about how YT could potentially wipe out the TV industry) was A* worthy *grins*
Yes, the video that took 1 day to film and edit. I am never doing that again.


Called mother to tell her my results, half chuffed and half filled with grief over the C and B. She was happy with the A*.

I visited UCAS Track again on my phone, it still was down. Fuck.

I got into town and decided to go shopping in order to take my mind off it. First stop, Dorothy Perkins. It was a bad idea that I stepped in there, there wasa buy 1 get 1 free sale...FML.
Left the store with these:
Tops: £5 (buy 1 get 1 free)
Waist Belt: £3
Left the store to wander around more, on the way out I saw a pair of flats that looked really nice, but I stopped myself when I saw the £12 sticker, even if it was reduced from £25.
I ended up coming back later to purchase it, it was stuck on my mind ever since I left the store...
Brogue Flats: £12
Total expenditure of the day: £20 *walletcreys*

Before I zoomed back into DP for these flats I already asked my friend to check UCAS Track for me if I got into Leeds. Straight after buying the shoes I got a text from her saying that I got in, but was offered a changed course to do New Media. Not that much of a biggie, I was planning to perhaps ask for New Media if I got into Coventry (insurance) instead.
Cos I loved Leeds that much.

But when I looked at the specs I was devastated. I had to do web pages and HTML *sobs*
Everything else looked okay. I loved Media theory from A levels anyway, it should be fine...
Sadly it appears a lot more harder than Graphic Communication, more written work FML.

Got home, called department for more info.
Decided to go for the course change, sadly there was no option to accept the course change on UCAS Track...another UCAS fail.
Tried calling up UCAS, but I was constantly put on hold and for some reason the phone line kept getting disconnected :X
So I gave up.
Tried later that evening, saw the reply to offers button and BAM.
Everything's sorted :"D

Got my letter of confirmation this morning (more like yesterday *stares at time*).
So yeah, I'm heading off to Leeds next month \( ^ o ^ )/

Me and deadlines

I can sum it all up in this picture.

It's havoc.

Picture taken on a Tuesday in the week of the Media Studies coursework deadline. Deadline was on the Friday and I was to show my Media Studies teacher the video the very next day.
Editing and filming done in one day.
Cos I'm a procrastinator.

Turns out that the deadline was a mere threat and the actual deadline was the week after. They changed it to a week before encase someone was unable to meet the actual deadline - many do.
And it just so happened that my Media Studies teacher had to head off toe Belgium for some biking so our deadline in reality was extended to the Wednesday after.

I chilled on that weekend.

. . .

London tomorrow.

Been trolled all night.

Dream Boy flash game.

Basically it's a fan made dating simulation where you can choose to date and eventually marry NichKhun or KyuHyun. Personally I'm not crazy over Khun or Kyu, they're nowhere near my hubbie lists. But hey, its the holidays, I have time, let's do it!
2 hours later I get obsessed over obtaining skill points in strength, charm and intelligence rather than the points I need to obtain in order to further my relationship with Khun and Kyu. I was aiming for Khun initially but then decided to aim for Kyu as well, see if I can actually two-time in this game, heh.

Eventually found a cheat (well a glitch as the creator told me earlier today), you can restore energy points by fighting JYP, the 3 mean girls, or Ryuk (crazy ass choices I know). As long as you have amazing strength points you can easy kill/beat JYP in one hit at first then gradually the 3 mean girls and eventually Ryuk. Just build on strength. So what I done was head to the 'pub' to train on my strength, which took 30 energy points off the 100 that you start the day off with, went to fight JYP, won, and got my full 100 energy points back! So I went off to train on charm, fight again, study at 'school', fight again, train on strength and etc. You can do this as long as you want.

I raged for a good minute when I forgot to save the game at the 40 day mark and accidentally clicked a bookmark in the bar above. So yeah, back to the start!

Now before I say the stuff that I'm going to say, take note, I appreciate the creator for all the hard work that they put into the flash game and was glad to end up playing till 6am last night in order to hit the 40 day mark again (yes I'm crazy, finished it earlier today). But honestly, it was the most cliched piece of media I have ever seen.
The dialogue was immensely cliched and could've killed off a few of my brain cells, and at one point I felt like killing my own character because she was turning into a Bella Swan - only that the dialogue felt more like it came out of a children's book. The cliched-ness of the entire game made me ROFL quite a lot, I guess that could be considered as the good point of the game? Bad because it was incredibly cliched that it was cringe-worthy, but good because the immense cliched-ness of it all made me ROFL.
Oh and the graphics/appearence of the characters themselves might need improving...I thought I was marrying Khun on the 80th day since he proposed me on the day before but I ended up meeting Kyu on the aisle WTF (the dialogue said I was marrying Kyu)...yes the character marries the idol after 80 days. I know it's purposely done because of the nature of flash games, but honestly, you can't just end up marrying an idol in 80 days! The whole marrying Kyu thing must've been a glitch...*clearly had more relationship points with Khun*
Okay I'll shut up about my criticisms now.

If you're interested in trying it out yourself click here!

On other procrastination news...

Rather than sticking to my initial plan of "Oh it's Easter Holiday's! Time to commit myself to early revision!" I managed to find myself raiding through the internet for movies ever since Sunday night...or the early hours of Monday morning to be exact. So far I have watched The Hangover, Red Riding Hood, Paul and Despicable Me.

Short reviews?

The Hangover
Fuckin' hilarious, now where's Hangover 2? May 27th? I'm there!

Red Riding Hood
It felt like the story had been Twilight-ified. Seriously, the director sure loves his landscape panning shots. Narrative was a bit boring.

Paul
Do you know who Peter Parker is? No? Okay then you can forget about watching this film to catch most of the humour. Narrative didn't have a climax, it was dragged out, ending was sweet though.

Despicable Me
FUCK! THE ENDING! FUCK! I LOVED IT ; A ; !!!!!!!!!! Minions were hilarious. I demand more video clips based on the minions crazy antics...

Oh don't worry, just an hour ago I committed myself to 2 hours of art work...Yeah, I know that's not really revision...But hey, I want an A* in art!

Reminder to future self, revise each module an hour a day at least. Oh and make a video about how amazing the egg facial mask is...and finish your JUJU face wash review video...AND STOP READING MANGA.

Over.

P.S. Why you people no likey Handsome People?

Internet, We're OVER...For 2 months.

So! I got a fucking D for my English Language coursework! (AQA ENGB4) 42 out of 80 marks!
Fuck! Was 2 off from getting an E and 6 from a C. I was really hoping for a C before this, bus Jesus! It's like Economics AS all over again. I regret choosing to investigate on English Language in HK and VN. Should have gone for the totally unoriginal "How does [insert comedian's name] use language to create humour?", at least that would've nabbed me a C. If only I discovered Charlie Brooker earlier I wouldn't have been in this mess. I would've loved to write the creative piece that would attach itself nicely onto the investigation - my own satirical piece.

Internet: "But it's only a D Julie, it's not the end of the world, you got a grade, be happy that you passed."

If I wasn't applying to university this year I would've totally thought that already. But alas no, I'M APPLYING FOR FUCKING LEEDS WHICH WANTS AT LEAST ALL B'S FROM ME. If I got a C I'm fucked. I would be forced to go to dodgy Coventry and expensively posh Reading.
If only it weren't for the Conservatives and LibDem's taking over this tiny rock I would've taken a gap year this year and applied for Leeds next year! Heck if I got a C this year it wouldn't matter, another year of 6th form wouldn't kill me.

Internet: "Then why are we over?"

You're a powerful distraction, powerful enough to destroy my future.
So powerful that I'll leave you next month and return to you once my exams are over at the end of June.

Fan Fiction readers: "YOU'RE NOT UPDATING YAOI HIGH UNTIL JUNE!?"

I will write a paragraph every time I take a break in between revision. Whether I post it online or not...we'll see.

Nails

It's been 2 days since half term started, and I have yet to do anything productive. I spent my remaining Thursday watching TV shows on YouTube. Friday on manga and more videos. Today? Whipped out Exam sketchbook (YAY!), laid it out on the floor, vowed to do it, 7 hours later, the sketchbook is still there untouched with experimental pieces waiting to be stuck in while I surf the world wide web...(BOO!)

I painted my nails just now though, that's something productive right? :D Spent a good hour and a half doing it. Most of it was just waiting for layers to dry whilst I test out on what colours to use on a piece of paper and what design to make. I need those thin-brush nail art stuff...
My right hand looks worse than my left (this pic). Ignore the paint that got onto the skin around the nail...I'm fixing that later...

Getting hair cut in Colindale (North London) again on Tuesday, I feel like going back to my old hairstyle because having straight bangs are too troublesome...Maybe I'll give it another 3 or 4 months...meh.
...Look I got a late V-day rose!



Guess who my BF is? ;D

...MinWoo 8D !

...Just kidding. Father bought it on Tuesday because it was on sale. Originally £8 (because of the Disney Minnie Mouse plushie) and daddy got it for 40p. BARGAIN!
If only I had a BF who would get me a huge £30 Stitch plushie for V-day ; - ; Would freakin love him to death.

I will properly blog on Wednesday...or Thursday. But Wednesday if you're lucky.
I just spent pretty much 9 hours of my day yesterday working on my EPQ...cos I suck as keeping up with deadlines. Now I have a art coursework to finish and write a completed first draft of my media studies coursework essay *stress*
Anyhoo I leave you a video on such a joyous day.
*should've really up typed up a new chapter for my fanfiction and its readers;;;;*

Alone once again for 18 years straight on this very day *sigh*

Jesus, WTF happened to you?

Remember back in the days when you were still a kid? Around the age of 10. Frolicking in the fields of your Primary school without a care in the world? You wander towards the football pitch area and perhaps see your crush kicking around a ball with his friends. You get all happy whenever you get paired up with him in class to do work...since you sit right next to him in class...

8 years later. The teenage years. The years of social networking.
You receive a FB friend request from a familiar name.
You click their profile out of interest.
You then see a picture of him.
You recognise him.
You shout, "JESUS, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO YOU?!"

...Puberty is a bitch. It makes you regret all sorts.

P.S. Reading University gave me a conditional offer today :DD
Now the only issue left is picking whether to risk choosing Reading as insurance or go for the safer way of picking Coventry who asks for 240 UCAS points (BBC) - just encase I fail this Summer.
...Oh AND I have to wait for Louise to get her replies. Aiyah!

EDIT 23:55
Dear Kpop boy bands:

I would like that.

OMFG. WHY?!

BIEBS GTFO OF MY DREAMS!!!
I don't want to dream of my old high school, sitting there in lesson on Summer afternoon, across you. You telling me jokes where I force myself to laugh at them. Can't remember what jokes you told me but they must've been really crap for me to have to force a laugh that loud like that.
I think stress from EPQ deadline is getting to me...
Dear mind, please give me a pleasant romantic dream about me and Noh MinWoo tonight. I've been slaving away for 3 hours straight on my EPQ as well ; A ;

EDIT (22:55)
FFUUU! IT'S BEEN 5 HOURS AND I HAVE 2000 WORDS LEFT ; A ;
*was hoping to finish it all today*
I still have yet to write the 5 sub topics...had to ditch the endorsement and modelling topics since I waffle too much...oh and I have yet to write a conclusion...MUHHH.

D8

I-OH leaves LEDApple due to Tuberculosis.

NUUU! NOT THE GUY THAT DANCES FUNNY WHEN HE SINGS ON STAGE! ; _ ;

Damn, I wanted to see him perform on stage again with another song...with another funny-swaying-girl-who-can't-dance dance. Not that I'm hating on him or anything, but he amuses me when he's on stage. His attempt at dancing while singing at the mic is adorable.

I'll be heading off down to London and Reading tomorrow. Chugging down coffee on the way there to stay awake. Eating a stupid breakfast meal again at McD's - knowing my stupidity in the mornings. Hurrying for bus 22 in Reading. Attempting to befriend people at Reading Uni. Panicking about getting into London ASAP. Weeping over my poor wallet having to pay £8 for left luggage. Karaoke-ing with my friend and her friends (maybe) and looking/sounding like a fool because there's no romanji on the screen, only Japanese. Walk around China Town in awe. Recording a clip to show my subscribers where the fuck can they get Palty/Prettia hair dye in London. Hunting down a Subway and Starbucks that's still open before I head home. Chugging down a large cup of coffee on the way back home in hopes to stay awake...

G'nite.

Epic Fail

So I opened my email inbox after coming home from work to find an email from Rimmel London. Hurrah! It was another competition! Time to test my luck again.
What's this? 25 hours foundation!
...Wait is this really necessary? 25 hours? Doesn't sound too healthy for your skin. Make up is never healthy for your skin, sleeping with it on makes your skin worse. Is this foundation telling me to sleep with it on my face? Fuck no.
But whatever. It's a competition to get a free bottle! Heck why not? I'll probably use it just because it claims to have amazing magnetic powers to your skin. I love it when my foundation doesn't transfer onto my scarves in which I wrap around my neck as well as face in the cold Winter days.

So I log in, head to the "enter competition" page and guess what I see? This.
WTF. Worst. Question. Ever!
Are they trying to say that make up users are dumb?
The freaking answer is in the question ASDFJKL;

Speaking of dumb, a family came in today to the take away. Not even bothering to say "hi" back when I said hi to them! Rude.
At first there were 2 men, then suddenly 3 kids sporting mohawks came in...yes MOHAWKS. 2 of which look like toddlers, and the other looked like he was 10. The oldest looking one has a fully grown mohawk, all gelled up. The second oldest looking one had a mohawk like TaeYang (TaeYang's obviously sexier in it *drools*). And the youngest had a short cut mohawk.
But wait, there was one more. He came in with his mother I presume. He was the youngest looking of them all. He may have not donned a mowhawk like his brothers (I assume) but the way his hair was cut...it looked like the parents were planning for him to sport a mohawk too. The side were certainly short than the top section/stripe.
Yes I greeted them too, but they ignored me.
They all huddled together near the menu board. All crowding around te ice cream container that was underneath the menu upon the wall. Owners got cautious encase they attempted to steal the ice cream.
They left suddenly without a word...Wow.
Owners were watching them like hawks when they left the store and suspected that one of them stole an ice cream because they heard the container slide open and then close as well as seen one of the kids taking an ice cream out. They bought nothing in the end. Yet the owners couldn't quite see if he took it without paying - the chubbier man was blocking our view.
In the end the driver (who was sitting at the other end, watching as well, said that none of the kids had anything in their pockets when they left.

One of the tensest moments I've experienced at the take away.

Roaming London

Carrying with my previous post...
I caught the train back to London at 3:01pm, the train itself inside was different this time, there weren't tables provided for each seat, it felt more like a bus...
Anyway, I sat myself diagonally across this woman who had a huge luggage case with her since I couldn't be bothered looking for other empty seats with no one sitting around it and swung my portfolio on the shelf at the top.
Later on, I think in the next stop, a guy came on and sat in front of me with a magazine, 2 bars of chocolates and a drink. When the old couple sitting on the other side left their seats at the next stop the man moved himself to the empty seats. Why am I explaining all this mundane stuff? Just ead on and you'll see. The man is quite hilarious.
During the 1 hour 48 minute journey I started to fall asleep, tired from only have 4 hours of sleep, doesn't really matter if I slept, the train terminates at Euston anyway. Before I fell asleep I had begun to think about the places to explore in London when I arrive at 4:49pm; drop off my portfolio at Liverpool St station, visit Selfridges for the first time, walk around places in London that I haven't been to before. I texted Louise to ask what station to get off for Selfridges - no I have never been in there in my life despite Nikki telling me how amazing the gelatos are in Selfridges, and it was Bond Street station. Nice, it was on the Central line, not a lot of train switching required, perfect! Also texted Nikki is she was free to meet with me in London, she never texted back ; - ; *heartbroken*
Anyway, after planning that out I slept for a couple of minutes I think. Woke up to find that the man had fallen asleep too, he was sleeping slightly towards the window, exposing his love handles that had poked out between his shirt and jeans. It doesn't end there. I slept for another couple of minutes before I woke up again, this time the guy switched sides, he was basically lying on his side in his seat, as if it was a bed. His legs bent and slightly raised as if attempting the foetal position with his mouth wide open. At times his head was sink against the chair and his face would scrunch in annoyance.
I didn't dare to take a picture encase the woman sitting across me saw and snapped at me. But hey that was the train fiasco!

Arrived at Euston and made my way to Liverpool St station, dropped off portfolio at Left Luggage. This black guy was there with a kettle in his hands. He seemed pretty reluctant to let me drop off my portfolio folder and tote bag that held a sketchbook for £8 since it was £8 per luggage, but he let me anyway :]
When I headed for the underground I saw tow pigeons in the middle of the huge station doing IT. One was on top of the other and the one on top was flapping its wings like crazy! Some women on the other side saw as well and laughed! Whoa, I was ready to flip my phone out to record and make it viral on YT but the pigeon flew off like nothing happened just when I took my phone out. Dayummm!! Would've finished my Media Studies practical work then, a viral video!

Off I went back to the undergound, catching the westbound Central Line to Bond Street. Arrived, walked out one of the exits and realised that I had no idea where Selfridges was on Bond Street - never been on this street before. So I decided to look out for happy shoppers who had those bright yellow Selfridges bags and follow the direction that they had come from.
On my way I passed a Disney Store, an extravagant one at that. They decorated it to the theme of the new movie Tangled! OMG! So yeah I ran in, didn't really see anything I want apart from the expensive plushies which I wanted really badly. There was an upstairs that was dedicated to stuff for babies and toddlers, that's where the plushies were at. So cute and pretty!

Exited the store, walked on for a couple more minutes. Eventually found a huge stone building with pillars and glowing lights. It had to be Selfridges. Passed one of the pillars and saw "Selfridges and Co." on this gold plaque, yup I arrived!
When I entered I felt so out of place. The inside was gorgeous, there was catwalk music pumping through the speakers, designer brand names at every stall - Bobbi Brown, MAC, Yves saint Laurent, Clinique, Dior, Clarins and etc. I was at the skincare and make up section, GALOOOOOREEE! ♥ I immediately hunted down Bobbi Brown and MAC, both of which were conveniently next to each other, perfect! There were make up artists at every stall working on women's faces, felt like I was backstage at some fashion show. Didn't really want anything off Bobbi Brown, it was too crowded there for me to get a good look at the products, the stall was smaller than the MAC one. So I headed over to MAC, looking for the Blot Powder which I felt that I need at that very moment as I was sweating profusely from the immense body heat that was emitted by the surrounding crowds of middle-class women. I couldn't find it, let alone could be bothered anymore, there were too many women there smapling each and every product! So I hurried off elsewhere inside...
Eventually I found myself in the stationary section. Art Box was to my right, I felt like squealing from joy - I love Art Box! Sadly they didn't stuff like cups (like the Poppin' Fresh one I'm drinking out of right now as I type this) and the stuff that I want, it was a small area. But wow, they sold Hello Kitty kigurumi's! Black + pink and White + pink. Priced at £65 each. Ouch! Screw that!
I carried on exploring afterwards. Passed All Saints, some boutique brands, more stationary, stuff from the USA and the Valentines candy section - looking like I was browsing for something for my 'boyfriend' HAH;;; I was worried that one of the SA's would come up to me and be all like "So what are you planning to get for your boyfriend?"
After walking around in circles not daring to venture to the first floor or basement floor - gadget area, I decided to leave after passing Louis Vuitton and Jimmy Choo.
During the entire time I made sure to hide my the D&G badge on my fake D&G bag that I got from HK, just encase some snobby upper-class women spots it, tells one of the snobbiest security members and I get escorted out for wearing fakes.
Overall, Selfridges made me feel part of the rich crowd as well as allow me to see how upper-class/middle-class ladies present themselves to emitt a wealthy aura. I wasn't surprised when I realised that a quarter of the shoppers happened to be Asian. Me leaving the store empty handed made me feel poor again...
Headed back to Bond Street station and left for Oxford Circus, one stop eastbound on Central line.
Walked around Oxford Circus, not knowing where I was going. Eventually found Uniqlo - again I wanted to squeal from joy as I have never been there. Entered and to my disappointment it felt like the Asian version of GAP, all the staff members were Asian and the clothes as well as prices were similar to the prices in GAP (maybe a bit cheaper). Nothing in the sales section interested me...There weren't any skinny jeans on sale!
Exited, carried on walking and realised I had no idea where I was now and wanted to leave for Picadilly/Regent Street. Eventrually I entered Tottenham Court Road and found its underground station! Hurrah! But I hated the station itself. In order to get to the train I had to walk down some stairs. Being tired and in an I-don't-give-a-fuck mood I went down some random stairs with these French people in front. The experience wasn't pleasant. There was no roof, the roof above pathway leading towards the stairs as well as the roof above the stairs was missing and all was left was metal netting and...horrible chunks of black/grey dust *shudders*. Felt like I was in some horror movie. It was gross. Why the fuck didn't I turn back and head out!? By then I knew I would need to wash my hair that night, it was just so dirty... At that moment I remembered that there was another set of stairs to the right, which looked far more pleasant with its mosaic tiles, before I even entered that tunnel of hell.
When I arrived at the platform and left the hell hole I realised I was at the wrong platform for Central Line. Fuck. So I went through some other way and found escalators going up. HURRAH! I didn't have to go up those horrible stairs again.
Arrived at Picadilly. Finally, somewhere that I was familiar with!
Headed to Japan Centre, got my brother, Eric, his Newtype magazine after spending like 10 minutes on the phone with him asking him what Japanese mag he wanted. I was tempted to get myself the Non-no magazine which not only featured HoMin but had a pair of red Hello Kitty headphones with it as a freebie! £10.20 I think it was! Really wanted it! ...But alas, I must save money.
Oh and also the magazine book section moved in Japan Centre, it's now at the far back in the middle. The shelf across the Non-no magazine sold bathroom stuff as well as skincare. Sadly the products weren't to my liking, the skincare stuff were some random brand names that I never heard of! They looked crap...If only they sold Hadalabo or Juju ; ^ ; !!!

Headed to Trocadero for a Subway. Outside some black guys were dancing on the road, disrupting cars and stuff.
There was no Subway...the cart was....gone *CRIES* Really wanted a sub as well! I also explored the mini stores above, they sold a lot of cute Asian stuff since the owners were Asian themselves. But it was so damn cramped! I noticed that there was a lot of Totoro merch. Was tempted to hit the arcade section for a round of DJ Max Technika, but thinking about it again I was alone and sucked at that game. Around that time there would be plenty of Asian pros at the arcade, pros would just laugh at me as I play ; - ;
When I left the black guys were still playing around the road with people watching them and doing nothing. Oh London...

Went to China Town. On the way there I dropped by this shop that sold Japanese, Korean and Chinese snacks. Nothing ineterested me, so I left. When I was leaving there was this Japanese toddler at the door all like "Sa-poh-roh?!" something something to his parents "...Nani?" in some chibi JunSu voice. DAWWWWW ♥
Passed HK Diner - favourite place for food and Bubble Tea. Was so damn tempted to ask for a take away Bubble Tea...Bubble Tea is £3.60 there;;;; Good thing I hurried off to China Town.
When I stepped into China Town I noticed that they were putting up the lanterns...Yeah, when there were crowds everywhere. There was a string of lanterns on the floor whilst some guy was putting up the latterns, I almost stepped on a lantern as well! I bet other people in the street must've stepped on one! There was a box of lanterns outside the green Asian snack shop! And I thought Asians were clever! Clearly not these ones.
Visited Wonderful Patisserie and found out that they sold original Bubble Tea for £1.50 - was tempted. Shall get them next time!
Walked down China Town Market - favourite place at China Town. Passed this store painted in white on the right side, but I stopped and turned back to it when I caught a glimpse of Prettia foam hair dye sitting on top of this huge white cabinet...OMG!Hurried in and basically found the stuff I could get back in Hong Kong's Sasa, Watsons and Mannings. Well sort've. The Prettia form dye boxes where from Japan, not HK, since the box was in Japanese and its design was far prettier and sophisticated than the HK one! Also saw each cabinet selling different Japanese products. Canmake, Dollywink, Etude House, Korean cosmetics, BB Creams, Kiss Me Heroine, Mellish, Beautylabo, Palty and etc! Wow that was heaven. But I scowled when I saw the price sticker for Prettia, Beautylabo and Etude House BB Mineral...£18! My Imju Fiberwig was £21/£21.99, that's double the price that I paid for in HK! Rip off! They also sold Usamimi hairbands, or as some may call them "Twist and Bend" hair bands that give you the cute bunny looking. £6.80 each. Getting one for Louise as super late birthday gift when I go back next week. BTW, they have LOADS of Dollywink lashes. Must ask them about the price...
Went into China Town Market, saw even more Totoro stuff - must be Bubsbeauty's influence LOL, and now I'm planning to get a furry Totoro plushie on a chain for £3.50, or maybe 2 for £5. Hmn...
At that time it was 8:30pm, 2 more hours to go. I was getting tired and had no idea where to go next so I decided to head back to Liverpool St station...
Arrived, realised I ran out of water, walked around hoping WHSmith or BK was open to find that they were closed! ASDFJKL; FFFUUUUU!
So I got myself McD's, deli of the day and medium diet coke. Had to wait for my deli of the day. Whilst waiting a group of 3 people came and ordered. 2 guys 1 girl. The girl had one of those whiney annoying voices, and spoke like a spoilet brat. One of the guys was her boyfriend, they sure weren't afraid to show their 'love' for each other in public *hates it when couples kiss openly in public randomly eurgh*. But what I hated the most was the girl, she was wearing one of those huge fur coats - they look like the stuff old hags like Cruella Deville would wear, and was speaking like she was all that. She had problems paying the order with her card and was being all rude to the kiosk guy. I hate these kinds of people...At that moment I really wanted my deli to be done!
Eventaully got my deli and left to find a seat in the station itself since McD was packed! Finished my lunch/tea/dinner and went looking for a bin to realise they had removed all bins thanks to the London bombings in the past. So I had to go back into McD's, find a staff member and ask him to dispose it for me. So much hassle!
Pretty much spent rest of my time - an hour, sitting there texting people, watching people walk past, remembering that I needed to take photos of crowds of people for my art, taking photos of people like a weirdo.
When it was 10pm I went to collect my portfolio, paid the £8 *wallet cries*, waited a bit longer, headed to platform 14 for the train, found a table seat, sat down and done.
Later 2 muslim women came and sat across me with loads of shopping bags and placed them on the table - at this point I was doing my English homework on the table (making notes from a book). I got pretty agitated by this, why can't they put the bags on the shelf above?! They later shoved the bags underneath the table, making the space smaller so that my legs couldn't move freely! ARGH! FML!

I started feeling dizzy and unwell after 45mins of note taking and gave up.
Eventually arrived back at Ippy at 11:45pm-ish, dad hadn't even left Stowmarket yet so I had to wait.
During this time I watched two girls dressed like hookers come to the station to order some train tickets in skimpy thin outfits - WEREN'T THEY COLD?! Some guy that came in from the platform and said somethign to the 'hookers' as if he knew them, said something to them, they didn't respond and walked away, he followed.
A 'couple' came in where this nicely dressed girl was making her way to the platform whilst the guy who looked like some stupid chav was all like "don't leave baby girl". Ew, they're going out? What a mismatched couple. The girl carried on walking whilst prying his hands off her arm until they were out of sight.
A drunk guy came in on his phone was like "I can't call a taxi!" There was a taxi area outside, there had always been at least one taxi outside the train station...

Eventually dad arrived before I gone insane from the coldness and loneliness. Came home and ate steak with fired rice, yum. Was reluctant to wash my hair because I was so tired, but remembering that horrible stiarcase area at Tottenham Court Rd...*shudders*
Oh and the skin on my hands became red, dry and sensitive again. Someone needs to remind me to wear gloves when I head off to Reading next week.
Slept for 12 hours that night I think...

DH6, Asian Parents Rant & Bargain Sales

DREAM HIGH EPISODE 6

Did you guys see what I saw?! Cheshire cat plushie! FUCK YEAH! SECRET GARDEN REFERENCE!
...Okay maybe not since the two dramas are broadcasted on two different channels but whatevs.
Maybe this cat plushie is a popular item in Korea right now..?
I want one...
Oh and can I just say that IU is adorable in this episode? Can't wait to see her performance with WooYoung in future ;D
Honestly I don't care about the whole Tramp-Suzy-Taec-EunJung thing anymore. This love SQUARE pisses me off.


ASIAN PARENTS RAHHH!

So basically it all started when Reading emailed me further details about the portfolio viewing today - an email that I had been waiting for AAAGES.
I like how they show all the emails that they sent the message to, emails that belong to other applicants applying for Graphic Communication at Reading. I can see their names too. It seems that I'm the only Asian again.

Anyhoo, now that I know that this event is actually/definitely happening I proceeded to take a look at train prices.
The total was incredibly expensive when I looked up on the times that I needed in order to make enough time to get to each place in between.
So I looked up on a more cheaper alternative.
Cheaper one still would cost me £46.80...

Almost 2 months ago at work I remember telling the delivery guy (Gary) that Reading have invited me to a portfolio viewing. He kindly offered to drive me there since he was planning on visiting his family in Reading soon anyway. Wahey! I save money!
But alas, I doubt that I can take up on this offer. Simply because I have strict Asian parents who are utterly influenced by the media and paranoia. They don't trust anyone who aren't Asian/Chinese. Meaning if I get taken to Reading by Gary he would most likely kidnape and rape me. Oh Asian parents. Why?
I've known Gary for almost a year now since I started working at the take away, although he can be a bit rude at times he a nice guy. Chances of him doing anything to me is very slim. Do I even look rape-worthy? Heck I swear I'm nearing overweight.

Even if mother gave me £20 a few hours ago to pay for the train tickect I still have to fork out £26.80. That money could have gone to Norton Security 2011 - only have 30 days left of 2010 one!

FML.

If only Reading held this portfolio viewing on a weekend I would be overjoyed because the train cost would be half the price that I would have to pay.

*sigh*

BARGAIN SALE

Anyway forgot to mention yesterday - more like I was too lazy to add, there's currently a 10 for £10 sale going on at Claire's Accessories. Amongst the vast 70/75% off sales that are now on since the end of January is near.
All 10 items must be from the sale section and are tagged £5 or under.
Bargain! I could get 10 £5 items and save £40! But I didn't really want to limit myself by choosing only £5 items, not all £5 items are too my tastes.
In the end I got a bunch of bracelets and necklaces. I think 4 or 5 items are going towards my friends' late Xmas present kekeke;;; And 1 or 2 are going to my cousin in Vietnam.

Pics? Pics will be posted soon - sometime this weekend of next week, when I have time or can be bothered.

Trimmed The Fringe! SG 19!

Yes I have successfully trimmed my bangs/fringe!
After spending 5 minutes arguing with mother that I simply just can't cut it in the bathroom - since it would involved me having to hold a basin with one hand and scissors in the other, I managed to set up my cutting area in front of the window in the living room - with newspaper laid out and a mirror on top.
It was difficult. I disliked it when the small strands of hair started to gather and stick to my nose. When I moved onto the sides it started sticking to my eye area, even got a few strands in my eye! Gah!
Going to to have to develop my techniques, today was just fail.
Duration of cut: 30 minutes. They don't look PERFECT but they'll have to do. Won't be long before I start trimming it again.
Oh and ignore the eye bags/dark circles. I've had them for like over 10 years now.

Secret Garden has ended earlier today in S.K...
I just finished episode 19 and glanced at a couple of episode 20 screen caps...as well as video clips...on YouTube. Yeah I'm terrible. BUT OMFGGGGGGG EPISODE 20. I NEED IT LIEK NAO!!! ASDFJKL;
Yes I shedded a tear again at the last scene in episode 19! Freaking deaths ; - ; Aish that father! ; - ; ♥
Thinking about it, episode 19 didn't really...contain much. It felt like the episode has been dragged and moved at such a slow pace...not that I'm complaining, it feels like there was a lack of new information...just a couple of new pieces that had been overly elaborated.
BTW I loved the date scene between Oska and Seul. I would actually love to see that sort of thing happen in real life one day, in Korea...maybe an idol and another idol...Meh doesn't matter. May be even more romantic if it was an idol and some...commoner.

Anyhoo, I'm off to do some English Language homework now.
Not that I want to do it...I should've done it on Friday during my free period...I was too busy going around The Student Room instead...reading weird and wonderful threads with my friend. TSR is a great time killer in school.
...Anyway...onto reading about babies now.