For all those that are curious as to what one particular university student in England eats whilst at university.
This is no food plan, but just a vague breakdown and images of my food highlights whilst at university. As you can see I have very little cooking experience, heck before I even moved to Leeds for university I only knew (was confident in) how to prepare rice for the rice cooker.
Ever since I moved to university I am now very confident in making chicken/beef stroganoff, beef bolognase, tamagoyaki, lemon and honey chicken and lemon chicken breasts. Pasta bakes probably don't count hah!
So here's a quick run through of my diet which also helped me slim down ONE dress size. No exercise required.
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Wednesday, 21 March 2012
Sunday, 9 October 2011
FML.
Months ago before I even knew whether I got into university or not - heck ever since I began to select universities for my UCAS, me and a friend (Louise) had always discussed about how perfect our university lives would've been with each other if we managed to get into the same university.
One of the mains reasons is because we're pretty damn similar, meaning that I would finally have a shopping buddy who wouldn't moan of boredom while I browse/shop for clothes and someone who would give decent advice/feedback before I even purchase an item - even though we're both very indecisive.
Fast forward in time, we're both attending the same university, went out shopping a number of times, and now my bank account's balance is rapidly decreasing.
Never had I spent so much in such a little time.
It's almost been a month and I believe that I had already spent £300+ on items that I don't necessarily need but were bought out of impulse.
Normally, at the most, I would spend perhaps around £100 in a month. Maybe £50 would've went to clothes and the other £50 would've went to other trivial things like random items from eBay, the odd skincare product here and there...
Well here is my haul from Friday and Saturday...
H&M Long Blouse: £3 - sale
Republic Miso Plum Dress: £15.99 - student discount (RRP £19.99)
Miss Selfridge Golden Leaf Necklace: £3 - sale
Miss Selfridge Heart and Lock Waist Belt: £3 - sale
New Look White Top: £7 - sale
New Look Textured Top: £7 - sale
New Look Stars Top: £3 - sale
Superdurgs Sleek Au Naturel Eyeshadow Palette: £6.49
Superdrugs Olay UV Fluid SPF15 Normal/Oily 100ml: £5.10
Superdrugs Aveeno Hand Cream: £3.06 offer (RRP £5.06)
The Body Shop Tea Tree Lotion: RRP£7
The Body Shop Seaweed Pore-Cleansing Facial Exfoliator: RRP£8
The Body Shop Vitamin E Nourishing Night Cream: RRP£10
The Body Shop Vitamin E Facial Oil: RRP £10 (freebie)
The Body Shop haul was discounted to a total of £13.50 - bargain.
Used £10 off when you spend £25 voucher, freebie when you spend £15 on skincare offer, and 10% discount Body Shop card.
Yes I finally got Sleek's Nude Collection Au Naturel Eyeshadow Palette woop! It was the last one on the stand plus the box looked like it had been opened a couple of times, so I got really paranoid that the mirror was either cracked or that the eyeshadows were swatched. But when I opened it everything looked fine, phew.
I was so damn determined to get the palette, and huzzah! I got it :"D
One of the mains reasons is because we're pretty damn similar, meaning that I would finally have a shopping buddy who wouldn't moan of boredom while I browse/shop for clothes and someone who would give decent advice/feedback before I even purchase an item - even though we're both very indecisive.
Fast forward in time, we're both attending the same university, went out shopping a number of times, and now my bank account's balance is rapidly decreasing.
Never had I spent so much in such a little time.
It's almost been a month and I believe that I had already spent £300+ on items that I don't necessarily need but were bought out of impulse.
Normally, at the most, I would spend perhaps around £100 in a month. Maybe £50 would've went to clothes and the other £50 would've went to other trivial things like random items from eBay, the odd skincare product here and there...
Well here is my haul from Friday and Saturday...
H&M Long Blouse: £3 - sale
Republic Miso Plum Dress: £15.99 - student discount (RRP £19.99)
Miss Selfridge Golden Leaf Necklace: £3 - sale
Miss Selfridge Heart and Lock Waist Belt: £3 - sale
New Look White Top: £7 - sale
New Look Textured Top: £7 - sale
New Look Stars Top: £3 - sale
Superdurgs Sleek Au Naturel Eyeshadow Palette: £6.49
Superdrugs Olay UV Fluid SPF15 Normal/Oily 100ml: £5.10
Superdrugs Aveeno Hand Cream: £3.06 offer (RRP £5.06)
The Body Shop Tea Tree Lotion: RRP£7
The Body Shop Seaweed Pore-Cleansing Facial Exfoliator: RRP£8
The Body Shop Vitamin E Nourishing Night Cream: RRP£10
The Body Shop Vitamin E Facial Oil: RRP £10 (freebie)
The Body Shop haul was discounted to a total of £13.50 - bargain.
Used £10 off when you spend £25 voucher, freebie when you spend £15 on skincare offer, and 10% discount Body Shop card.
Yes I finally got Sleek's Nude Collection Au Naturel Eyeshadow Palette woop! It was the last one on the stand plus the box looked like it had been opened a couple of times, so I got really paranoid that the mirror was either cracked or that the eyeshadows were swatched. But when I opened it everything looked fine, phew.
I was so damn determined to get the palette, and huzzah! I got it :"D
I think I'll stop buying eyeshadow palettes for a couple of years now, I mean I do have 4 Sleek palettes now, I'm not a daily wearer of make up either. Having a natural based palette like this one is perfect for me since I prefer natural looking eye make up as opposed to bright/random colours *looks over at Sleek Original and Bohemian palette*
My shoe collection is increasing.
Since I moved to Leeds I have already bought 3 pairs of shoes! GAH!!!
Two heels and one pair of hi tops.
Black suede brogue heels were RRP£22.99 - 20% student discount applied = £18.39
Brown brogue heels were RRP £19.99 - 20% student discount applied = £15.99
Fila Hi Tops were RRP £49.99 - on sale for £18 at Sports Direct
3 shoes within the time span of 1 month.
OTL
I'm banning myself from impulse buying/clothes&skincare&makeup shopping until I return home to Ipswich in December.
And now I'm sticking to my £20 weekly grocery shopping.
Oh Leeds, you're killing my wallet.
Since I moved to Leeds I have already bought 3 pairs of shoes! GAH!!!
Two heels and one pair of hi tops.Black suede brogue heels were RRP£22.99 - 20% student discount applied = £18.39
Brown brogue heels were RRP £19.99 - 20% student discount applied = £15.99
Fila Hi Tops were RRP £49.99 - on sale for £18 at Sports Direct
3 shoes within the time span of 1 month.
OTL
I'm banning myself from impulse buying/clothes&skincare&makeup shopping until I return home to Ipswich in December.
And now I'm sticking to my £20 weekly grocery shopping.
Oh Leeds, you're killing my wallet.
Sunday, 25 September 2011
End of freshers...
Dear fellow freshers who are still waiting for their freshers week to begin.
This is how many flyers - and freebies (don't forget the pens especially when you forgot to bring some!!) you should accumulate by the end of the week by attending the freshers fair on a daily basis:
And remember to sign up to as many societies as you can. Ones that interest you. There's no harm putting down your email address on their sign up list, you don't have to pay anything yet. Attend their first meet up. If you like what they offer then pay!
These flyers also come in handy when you feel like going out randomly one night. Some flyers may even give you free entry to an event if you bring it along with you! Or even free drinks! All freshers love their drinks...well most.
I don't love drinking, but I don't hate it, I do like cocktails like Pina Colada though...Not that most clubs offer it so it seems...
Some flyers may even offer you discounts on food! Noms! Especially Dominoes.
Always look out for Dominoes at freshers.
Again I ventured on my own to the unknown today...well not exactly the unknown, I walked all by myself for 12 mins to the Crown Point, a retail park close to my accommodation in Leeds. Had to walk through a slightly dodgey/isolated area to get there...well that was the faster way, the other way is slightly longer by a few minutes and involved walking along the busy main roads.
They had Poundworld there, perfect, I needed to stock up on my cold meds (Beechams in particular) anyway.
Popped into Boots and got me some Benzoyl Peroxide (5%) for £2.60 at the pharmacist. An essential when you're a self conscious teen who cares about their acne prone skin. Heck I went off this for a week thinking that my HadaLabo Tamagohada Daily Face Wash with BHA & AHA would do the job but sadly not. My slightly poorer and lighter diet fucked it all up.
Went into TK Maxx, remembering that they sell discounted designer-y bags which I needed for university. Not that I was aiming for a designer one, I just wanted a durable and nice looking one. Eventually left the store with a SASHA New York Mat handbag and Bueno Collection's satchel style computer case.
The latter will be my university/school bag since it's the right size to fit my A4 notepad in, sadly I find it too sqaure, if only it was more rectangular...oh well. The 'leather' part feels sturdy and thick, I doubt it's real leather though, not that any label mentioned so (even online!), whatever it was £24.99 which is pretty damn cheap for this style of a bag. The other handbag (£12.99)...let's just say that was an impulse buy...but hey, it's A LOT nicer than my black one which is of a similar style. This one actually can keep a rigid shape and the material feels smooth and plush. My black one is made of some cheap-feeling material, loses a rigid shape and can be scratched easily.
Also passed by an expensive looking eye cream, Danielle Laroche Eye Cream with Immediate Tightening Effect - slightly weary about IMMEDIATE TIGHTENING. It sounds like my skin's going to creepily tighten A LOT, for £5.99. Tried Google-ing it on my phone for reviews, no reviews found. So I though screw it, it sounds nice, buy it.
Now to hunt down if any of the ingredients are dangerous...
....I should really stop shopping all together shouldn't I?
Damn you Leeds, damn you.
This is how many flyers - and freebies (don't forget the pens especially when you forgot to bring some!!) you should accumulate by the end of the week by attending the freshers fair on a daily basis:
And remember to sign up to as many societies as you can. Ones that interest you. There's no harm putting down your email address on their sign up list, you don't have to pay anything yet. Attend their first meet up. If you like what they offer then pay!These flyers also come in handy when you feel like going out randomly one night. Some flyers may even give you free entry to an event if you bring it along with you! Or even free drinks! All freshers love their drinks...well most.
I don't love drinking, but I don't hate it, I do like cocktails like Pina Colada though...Not that most clubs offer it so it seems...
Some flyers may even offer you discounts on food! Noms! Especially Dominoes.
Always look out for Dominoes at freshers.
Again I ventured on my own to the unknown today...well not exactly the unknown, I walked all by myself for 12 mins to the Crown Point, a retail park close to my accommodation in Leeds. Had to walk through a slightly dodgey/isolated area to get there...well that was the faster way, the other way is slightly longer by a few minutes and involved walking along the busy main roads.
They had Poundworld there, perfect, I needed to stock up on my cold meds (Beechams in particular) anyway.
Popped into Boots and got me some Benzoyl Peroxide (5%) for £2.60 at the pharmacist. An essential when you're a self conscious teen who cares about their acne prone skin. Heck I went off this for a week thinking that my HadaLabo Tamagohada Daily Face Wash with BHA & AHA would do the job but sadly not. My slightly poorer and lighter diet fucked it all up.
Went into TK Maxx, remembering that they sell discounted designer-y bags which I needed for university. Not that I was aiming for a designer one, I just wanted a durable and nice looking one. Eventually left the store with a SASHA New York Mat handbag and Bueno Collection's satchel style computer case.
The latter will be my university/school bag since it's the right size to fit my A4 notepad in, sadly I find it too sqaure, if only it was more rectangular...oh well. The 'leather' part feels sturdy and thick, I doubt it's real leather though, not that any label mentioned so (even online!), whatever it was £24.99 which is pretty damn cheap for this style of a bag. The other handbag (£12.99)...let's just say that was an impulse buy...but hey, it's A LOT nicer than my black one which is of a similar style. This one actually can keep a rigid shape and the material feels smooth and plush. My black one is made of some cheap-feeling material, loses a rigid shape and can be scratched easily.Also passed by an expensive looking eye cream, Danielle Laroche Eye Cream with Immediate Tightening Effect - slightly weary about IMMEDIATE TIGHTENING. It sounds like my skin's going to creepily tighten A LOT, for £5.99. Tried Google-ing it on my phone for reviews, no reviews found. So I though screw it, it sounds nice, buy it.
Now to hunt down if any of the ingredients are dangerous...
....I should really stop shopping all together shouldn't I?
Damn you Leeds, damn you.
Sunday, 18 September 2011
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
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
Monday, 22 August 2011
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 ^ )/
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 ^ )/
Monday, 18 April 2011
UNIVERSITY CHOICES DDD8
Firm: LeedsInsurance: Coventry
Declined Sheffield Hallam and Reading.
I'M SO SORRY READING ; A ; IT WAS JUST TOO DAMN RISKY!
Friday, 11 February 2011
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.
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.
Thursday, 3 February 2011
Reading University & Kpop CDs
Okay I won't go into full detail about my day at Reading. I'll keep it brief. Pointing out the highlights. Simply because I can't be bothered...Morning.
I woke up in the morning cursing U-Kiss (Kevin in particular) because I set the Finally chorus as my alarm sound. Just before it went off I remembering waking up slightly to turn to the other side on my bed, adjusting myself, and seconds after I got comfortable the phone went off. Oh why did I book the 6:14 train? I should've known weekday trains won't have terrible delays that would make me 1 hour late...
I was already in a bad mood. It didn't help later on when I was applying mascara that the bristles touched my eye, in like any other natural reflex the eyelid closed, thus leaving horrible bristle marks on the lower part of my eye and getting some fibers on my waterline ASDFJKL; 5 minute operation to clean it all up. Waste of time. I had a feeling from then on that things would go terribly wrong.I arrived in London with plenty of time to spare. So I headed to Paddington Station, went into Sainsbury, bought myself a cheese and tomato sandwhich and ate it slowly while waiting for the train to come...
Reading.
I was lucky to have arrived at Reading in time to wait for the 22 bus to come and take me to Earley Gate - the area where the Typography Dept. was located. This was the most worrying part of my journey because the earliest off peak train to Reading was at 9:21am, thus I arrive in Reading at 9:52am, 22 bus leaves for Reading University at 10:10am, 18mins to get to the bust stand (not far really, just outside) but what if there were delays?! Dear God, it might've ended up like that time back when I was heading home from Sheffield to Doncaster then horror struck when Doncaster train to Peterborough was delayed!Note, buses in Reading are nice. Very nice. They look brand new and so clean!
Reading University.
The department looked...old. Ground floor only. Didn't look that modern. Not that appealing visually, but I'll put that aside simply because I'm in for the course.The course itself sounded nice. Although slightly different to Graphic Design - lack of emphasis upon Illustration and Advertising in which I'm interested at. So currently I'm a bit unsure about the course. The only thing keeping my interest in Reading is that it's one of the best University's for art and design. There must be something amazing about the course that I have yet to realise...
Do take note that I was in a terrible state all day yesterday (as well as today) simply due to the lack of sleep. My attention span was...diminished.
The campus itself was very green, as Google Maps had already shown. A lot of walking on grass involved. The campus was huge. Took us like 15 minutes to get to the cafeteria for lunch from the department...Wow. The cold weather and depressingly grey sky didn't help either.
Soon enough it was time to leave. I began to dread again as I realised that the Reading Bus website told me (on the day before) that the bus back to the train station from Earley Gate would be at 15:17 - it comes hourly *facepalms*. So I waited, in the cold. But then to my surprise bus 22 came to pick us up! It was only 14:55, why so early? I won't complain. I'm thankful! During the journey to the train station I kept looking out of the window, in love with the town centre - particularly the shopping centre (yum).
London - Paddington.
Arrived back in Paddingtion around 16:00. I needed to get to Liverpool Street station in order to meet Nikki. So I hurried off to the place with the big glowing UNDERGROUND sign. Hah, wrong choice. I went to the wrong one. Most trains that leave there take forever to get to LST. I should've taken the Hammersmith line, the one that I took earlier that day to get to Paddington from LST. Hammersmith line was ALL the way at the OTHER END of the station. Great. So I wasted 20 minutes already.
Eventually got there, train had issues, this short foreign sounding guy kept swearing because the train wouldn't move.
Central London.Eventually reached LST, met up with Nikki at Left Luggage area. Both headed off to Trocadero because she wanted to take photos for her photography...in the end she just ended up playing DJ Max Technika. And then left because she was hungry for a bun from Chinatown. And this was when I started to record footage for my newly uploaded video of today:
We eventually forgotten all about our aims of the day - to take photographs for our school art work. We spent most of our time at the PuriKura booth, in JP books, Japan Centre, watching this woman take all 4 of the bubble teas off the shelves in one of Chinatown's bakery's...the bitch *should've snatched all 4 cups when I got in there first*.Some guy near HK Diner approached us...at first he looked like a normal guy who may be lost and in need of directions to get to somewhere or was simply asking for the time. But no, after a few exchanges of interactional language (small talk) I notcied that he had a black badge on, and upon it JESUS was in large white font. Oh dear loard, a preacher. And indeed he was one. He started to ask me about beliefs and stuff...I took a glance back at Nikki who had already stepped away and occupied herself with a certain poster at a nearby window - thanks Nikki, I needed help. He eventually fished out a card and told me to visit a website, in which I replied calmly that I didn't have internet. He shrugged it off and left me alone. Phew.
She had to leave me at 19:30. And I was left alone, to roam around under the light polluted skies of London. Took lots of photgraphs though. Trafalgar Square is gorgeous at night. While taking photos two european men came up to me, one asked how far is it to travel to Buckingham Palace. After hearing me say it might take 15 minutes, he then proceeded to ask about night clubs in Soho because he was going to meet a friend later to go drinking and stuff. Not that I was of any help, I wasn't a local.
Later I got myself a subway, my dinner. A toasted Spicey Italian with cheese, cucumber, lettuce, sweetcorn, Chipotle Southwestern sauce and BBQ sauce. My favourite combeo. Habe not eaten one since...last year. Ordered a footlong - expensive £5.59, which was unnecessary since I couldn't even finish it. I got a bit queasy while eating a 1/4 on the train back to Ipswich. Ate 1/2 before I got on the train.Today.
Received an email from one of the staff people at the Reading Typography/Graphics dept. I was surprised to read "we were really impressed with your work, particularly your mannequin project", simply because I had no confidence in my mannequin project (in reality it was themed upon Distortion). Plus I didn't really expect to get much of a reaction with my 4 projects of work in my portfolio. My portfolio for Reading was half the size that I took with me to SHU and Coventry! I had to take out a few pages from my first AS Level coursework art sketchbook and put it into the portfolio in order to avoid carrying all 3 sketchbooks (I took 2 to Reading)! In which the pieces were merged in with my life drawing pieces (one of which that I'm very proud of). So basically I took my AS Level exam sketchbook (most proud of this one), A Level coursework sketchbook + loose bits of work (mannequin), AS Level Media Studies coursework folder and Life Drawings + Oberservation Landscape - they might've found it odd to find a sudden landscape drawing amongst figurative and floral pieces of work.
...So baically this means that I took most of my work with me to SHU and Coventry for nothing when Reading was super pleased with my limited amount of work?! D8 Damn. I killed my hands and arms for nothing...
Things got better when I then read "I am delighted to inform you that I have recommended that the University offer you a place. You will receive formal notification in due course." I'm delighted to know that you're delighted to inform me that you have recommended that the University should offer me a delightful place :]
Oh and my CD's from AllKPop's Xmas Giveaway came in today, FINALLY! I screamed with joy when I saw two packages after returning home from school today - the other was my Norton 2011 (still yet to open). But when the CD's came falling out of the ripped package for a few seconds I was like "Oh...." because I got SNSD's Run Devil Run album and Buzz's Fuzz Buzz album. Initially I strongly hoped that I wouldn't get a girl group's album, especially SNSD, but low behold, in the end I get the one I don't want and don't get the one I really want - SHINee's Lucifer album. Oh well, at least I won a giveaway and got 2 free CD's. I was a bit sceptic when I saw Buzz's less extravagant album. I thought AKP accidentally sent me a random English CD for a moment there until I remembered that there was an underrated band called Buzz! Hah...
Currently I listened to Buzz's album twice. And have SNSD's on pause. Really enjoyed Buzz's album, I'm glad to have received a copy :]
Monday, 24 January 2011
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...
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...
Sunday, 23 January 2011
Coventry University
Reason for the missing post yesterday: had to attend a portfolio interview at Coventry University for Graphics and Illustration.How did my day go?
I'll type out the highlights since I don't want to end up writing a 3 post account like I did with SHU.
4am, wake up time. I recall dreaming about my art classroom turning into a science classroom and instead of having an art teacher we had some random science teacher guy. We were preparing for a hiking trip and so the science teacher taught us how to pack for the trip. He pushed the tables to the side, whipped out a huge luggage case, zipped it open and poured PVA into the case. Afterwards he told us to put our stuff (covered in plastic bags) into the PVA lined case. Before I even got to put my stuff inside this case my phone alarm went off (in real life) and my dream was abruptly interrupted by 'Rain is fallin' - W-inds. ft. G-Dragon.
6:30am (approx.), train station, was the only one on the platform.
6:43am, train arrives, other people arrived.
8am, arrived in London hauling my heavy portfolio around. Stepped into McD's and ordered myself the breakfast pancake meal (£2.99). I regretted it later on. The pancakes tasted like manufactured crap, sausage looked like a burger, poured too much pancake syrup and slapped on too much butter. I felt quite sick afterwards. At least the taste of the Tropicana orange juice saved me from puking.
9am, headed down to the underground part of Liverpool St Station. Had no problems making my way to Euston. No crowded trains. Trains come like once every minute, twas perfect~ If I miss the first one there's always the second one that would come 1 minute later - this is why I love London; efficient and flexible public transportation.Though the advert of the CGI babies rollskating around Evian bottles that I found in the underground made me wonder if I was dreaming another whacky dream in my sleep still.
Arrived at Euston, it looked beautiful and sophisticated. Didn't bother to visit shops, my energy was draining already from the heavy portfolio.I decided to take the 9:46 train rather than the 10:46 - just encase there was a delay during the journey thus potentially making me late for the interview. The train was London Midlands, twas a pretty train, very sleek and stylish on the outside with spacious inside. Whilst on the train waiting for it to depart I watched a couple outside of my seat's window running towards a Virgin train, as they neared it the train moved, they had missed it. The reaction of the couple looked painful.
Passed by Northampton (the stop where the train splits), remembered that my friend (Lisa) went to Northampton uni, texted her to say that, and found out she was back at home in Oxford. What a coincidence..?
11:28, arrived at Coventry. Great, 2 hours till the interview, letter said that they don't expect me until 1:15pm. Pretty much spent 1hour 15mins at Coventry train station bored out of my mind, watch people walk past and count the vast amount of Asians that entered and exited the train station. Wow, Coventry was like a second Sheffield, East Asian populated with them actually walking around in public - whereas here in Ipswich you don't see Asians walking around in public.I regretted not taking the 10:46 train at this point - would've arrived in Coventry at 12:28 with like 15mins to hunt down for the loo before I set off to the university.
12:45, time for me to head off to Coventry university. Google maps said it would be a 10-15mins walk, but I have a heavy portfolio with me = contant stopping while I rest my hands, so I doubled the time.I had checked my map and directions multiple times during my long wait at the cold train station, was pretty confident for a second until I realised that the station area was big and I had no idea if I was facing North. But hey, I eventually found the path that I was meant to take. Finding the university was easier than I thought, they had signs.
Whilst I was on the footbridge I saw a board placed on the middle divide of the road underneath saying "Coventry Open Day" with an arrow pointing North West, that was a good sign. I also realised that Google maps tends to make roads/streets appear longer than they do in reality, Friar Rd looked like a long stretch of houses on Google maps, but it was super short in reality!
On my way there I noticed that the shops looked tacky, like the ones you see in the outskirts of London. So already I didn't exactly like Coventry, didn't help that the weather happened to be cloudy as well. Coventry seemed like the child of the outskirts of London and Birmingham, I still see it that way.Passed a large group of mandarin speaking Asians - diverse University hurrah!
When I neared the university I noticed a large group of people come out from one of the university's streets, looked like a tour of the university lead by a student ambassodor. Woohoo! I was there!
1:10pm (approx.) I arrived at the steps of the Art and Design block, saw an applicant standing near it with her portfolio, texting, probably waiting for a friend. I passed her and was walking up the stairs already when an Indian girl who was also carrying a portfolio asked her if she was attending an interview, I overheard the girl saying she was attending a Graphic and Illustrion interview - SNAP!
When I was nearing the doors the Indian girl managed to catch up to me, and asked me the same question. We talked for a short while, she was an applicant from Birmingham applying for Fashion Design, her portfolio looked far lighter than mines.
When we both went inside there were loads of people there already. Darn I should've left for the University when I arrived at Coventry then?!
I noticed one Asian guy sitting on the floor, against a pillar, looked like he was sketching something or playing a game on his phone - can't remember. Also spotted another Asian girl who was a student ambassodor.
Signed myself in, stuck a sticker onto my portfolio and placed it on the side as instructed. Then took a seat at the waiting area, it was packed so I had to sit on the outer area where I couldn't converse and possibly befriend with another applicant *sad face*
As I waited I spotted a woman coming down the stairs, a lecturer possibly, she was thin and had red lipstick on, looked like a fashion degree lecturer. She smiled at me when she walked past, and coincidentally took my portfolio somewhere o-o
About 5 mins later a man started calling for names for product design I think, he called for 2 guys. Then 10 mins later another man came and called for names, people who were doing Graphic and Illustration. I was hoping to be called at that moment, and I did get called! Hurrah! Quick interview! I was the fourth to be called, and coincidentally the fifth name was something Chon/Chong..? Yeah it was the Asian guy I saw earlier. Wow!
5 names for the Graphic and Illustration course was called - 3 guys and 2 girls, and I already see diversity, 2 white, 1 black and 2 yellows. Far better than SHU's everyone-is-white and one yellow (me). I was worrying at this point if this was going to be a group interview like the on in SHU, thank God it wasn't!
We were guided up the stairs, brought into a huge room and were explained about the course briefly - at this point I noticed a makeshift green screen at the far end of the room, and was introduced to our student ambassodor who would kindly take us on a tour around the place later - her name was Senna (sp?). Also asked us who attended open day, everyone did but me, felt so left out ; - ;
After having things explained he told us to wait outside on this black sofa, the man was going to rummage through our portfolio and take us in to be interviewed one at a time.
At this point Senna asked who wanted a tour around, I asked for one and the black guy - John (?), asked for another tour around too. Through this tour I found out that this course would probably be the best for me, I could basically do anything in this course like Art and Design in A levels. I could incoporate textiles, screen printing, clay modelling, t-shirt printing (Senna does this), fashion, photography, etching and etc. into my graphics work and we get tutorials on using certain stuff. Awesome! There were also 3 Mac/Apple rooms and a PC rooms for those who were...Mac-challenged..?
But yeah, by now I really liked the look of the place.
We were taken back to the waiting area, seemed like the girl went to be interviewed first since it was the white and yellow guy left on the sofa. Senna asked us if we had any questions, I was first to ask - what sort of questions were we going to be asked in the interview. She didn't know, but she assured us that we would be fine. Then the other guys asked questions too finally until there were no questions left to ask. Senna then left, leaving us waiting in complete silence - we were total strangers to each other.
Eventually the man came back with the girl who had her interview done, and asked who wanted to be next. I didn't really mind, other guys didn't mind either, since the man asked me first he told me to go in and wait for me.
When I went in I spotted my portfolio with all its contents spilled out - wow he really did rummage through it.
He came back, gave me a brief summary of what he thinks about my portfolio. Asked me a few questions about myself and my work. Weren't hard questions at all, thank God he didn't ask stuff like what I would bring to the course or how would I transfer a certain skill or piece of work into the course.
Eventually he pointed out a flaw in which I forgot to mention when he asked me what feedback did my Art teachers give me about my work - I answered that they told me to take photos of people but I avoided that by taking mutliple photos of mannequins in different poses instead which he thought was a problem solving technique (?). But the flaw he pointed out was that I never stay on a certain thing for too long. I tend to jump around a bit. There's never a...focus. I'm well aware of that;; But luckily he reasoned with it, saying it could potentially be my style or some sort of progression to become entrepeneurial - which he got from my Gaia Online artwork commissions. Not that I really want to become that entrepeneurial;;;
At the end he said he would offer me a place, but my application would have to go through a panel of judges first. Would take 10 days...I hate waiting ; - ; I really hope that it isn't a course change to an extra year in foundation, that would kill me.
Interview ended. Was surprised he could zip up my portfolio with no problems! My portfolio folder is incredibly difficult to zip up!
Anyway I left the building, ovejoyed that I'm likely to get an offer. Noticed it was like 2:15pm when I left! I could catch the 3pm train back to London and arrive before 5pm! Meaning that I have 5 hours to kill in London. Screw the initial plan that I had of waiting in Liverpool St Station for hours before taking the train back to Ipswich at 10:30pm (advance ticket)! Why initial plan? Because I thought the interview would end at 4pm thus forcing me to take the 5pm train back to London arriving at 7pm and thus having 3hrs to kill. I wouldn't have minded waiting at the train station with my portfoflio for 3 hours. But 5 hours? Screw that! I'd rather drop my portfolio off at Liverpool St Station's Left Luggage for £8 (wallet cries) and roam around London!
Okay I'm too lazy to type the rest. Shall type the rest tomorrow when I have a whole day - BOOYAH STUDY LEAVE WITH NO EXAMS!
Only woke up at 3pm today - was dead tired when I got home last night with 4 hours sleep on night before.
Overall I wouldn't mind going to this uni, the course sounds perfect for me. I like the structure of the building, locations of the rooms as well as the setting/interior of each room. It doesn't feel overly modern and hi-tech as SHU but SHU has slightly smaller and compacted rooms whereas Coventry have larger rooms. Each person gets their own worn down desk in the work room - gives it that slight traditional/vintage/old school graphic design feel to it, and have access to pretty much everything.
The only thing holding me back from going to this uni is the town itself with its tacky mini privately owned (?) shops. Plus the closest city is Birmingham, which I don't like going to at all because the place looks depressing.
But it is highly likly that this place will be my insurance as long as they give me an offer.
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