Yesterday, I went to Manchester. It was one of the most tiring trip i had in my stint in England.
On my first day in Sheffield, only my friend and I were the first to arrive. you would expect us to go through lots of difficulties especially adjusting to the different environment. Factors include change in culture, food, time difference, new room mates, and the list goes on. Including to that, getting used to the difference in sun rise time and sun set time is another pain in the back.
luckly thought this did not happened that bad.
I would give credit to my lovely looking senior resident Sherlyn Teo. On the day which we stepped out of the bus, she was there waiting for us . Other than getting us to our right rooms, she showed us places around , where to get stuff, who to contact if there is trouble. and stuff like that..
well we were relived in a new land.
but all of this change after the manchester trip. No we did not get into any trouble during the trip. It went smoothly. We were not able to faint at the sight of football stars. As there were non on our visit to the Old Trafford Stadium. Although some of us scoffed at the price tag on souvenirs. Walking through the town of manchester did not do any damage to us, as there were nice locals waiting to lend a helping hand. walking through a Gothic like Library did not kill us for the eerily long silence experience there. An accidental discovery of a street in Manchester full of Gay Pride flags and Pubs, did shaken us a bit to scurry out. For a matter of fact of everyone, all of us did not "lose" anything. Still it did not destroy us.
Just this morning, i got a call from my friend. He told me to check out this site online. i should have not listen to him. I mean come on , after all the things that i went through, this is small thing should have not affected me one bit.
he told me to go to a site that i barely know of. this is the
site. I warned you not to click it. it gives you the worst brain boggling word in your entire life.
just look at it. just like the first season of Heroes. It just wants you back. like there is some sort of hypnotic person behind that site that tells you that " your eyes Bleeeed.. GIVE ME MOARR!!!!".
another thing . WHAT THE HELL IS MOKULU!!!
damn it "blasted my mind".
word of advice . don't click it. unless you are prepared for the consequences.
