UUURGH! RARRR!!

Just cannot believe how lousy I feel riiiiight NOW.

SPent the afternoon walking around the shopping area in Plymouth, thinking about the 130 quid overspending i did this term. Thats fine. I have the bandwidth and savings AND earnings to cushion that. I just felt bad. For I dunno what.

THEN. THE BLOODY rent freaking bounced, and the BLOODY NATWEST BANK FREAKING charged me 38 FREAKING pounds for it. YES. 38 FREAKING QUEEN"S POUNDS.

Oh my BLOOODY CRAPPY goodness. I WANT TO KILL MYSELF.

To top it all off. It wasn't even wholely my fault.

THe best part?

The uni's gonna want the money, and i can't get it in by the dateline. OH CRAP.

I HATE NATWEST.

Not to mention ALL THE FREAKING HEADACHES, LOSS IN MONEY(V. REASONS) LOSS IN TIME. LOSS IN FREAKING ALMOST EVERY FREAKING BLOODY THING.

I HATE NATWEST SO MUCH. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!

I'm going to switch to HSBC next term.

*i understand that this sounds like a very angry post. YES. I AM FREAKING PISSED OFF AT THE LOSS OF 38 BLOODY ROYAL BRITISH POUNDS.

UP YOURS NATWEST!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

UUUUURGH!!!!!! I'M SO ANGRY I HAVE TO EAT MORE CHOCOLATES!! URRRRRGH!!!! RARRRRRRRR!!!!!!

38 POUNDS CAN BUY ME MANY THINGS. UUUUUURGH!!!!!!

A thing at a time..

Do you ever notice that you can never be free of problems? That at one time or another, something will bug you, or there is always something that you are not pleased with?

Is it just me? Or does everyone feel the same.. Hmm..

Yep.. there are times when I feel blissfully at peace.. but there is always there underlying current huh..

When i went out to town today, there was an old man feeding a large flock of pigeons, under the bright sun, under the blue sky, with the skeletal trees as a background. My camera should have been there to see it..

Its getting frosty around here..

I've got to whine abit....

Its beginning to look alot like Christmas.. ta dah ta dah dah...

Anyway, it hell didn't look alot like Christmas yesterday.

The blardy flight from Manchester to Plymouth was CANCELLED. That is the first time something like that happened to me. Argh.

So the options were to (1) take a bloody coach (7) hours to Plymouth (2) REbook or (3) Refund, make your own way.

I really wanted to do the make your own way option because it would be exciting.. haha.

But the damned train websites were down, so my sister couldn't help me check available trains.

Couldn't rebook because Christmas is so near, I probably won't be able to get another flight, moreover, the DAMNED FOG which was the reason why the flight was cancelled, was going to hang out in Manchester for a few days. I should've taken a picture of it. It was really really thick man..

So i just took the damned uncomfortable coach. sigh.

Haven't found a job for Christmas yet, which I am hoping to do, but i have no idea how since I've only been to Plymouth twice, and dunno my way around (moreover, i don't have a NNI yet (OOOOPS!)) .

Luckily, I'm still owed 2 weeks pay by Costas, which would be paid over every friday for this and next friday.. which means I am officially out of deficit by next friday. Whoopee..

I came up with an excel spreasheet to help me plan my budget next term.. haha. hope this works..

Oh yes.. when i was at the airport, i was staring at this television screen advertising the few cities Air Southwest flew to.

On a sidenote, London has been a major city for Europe since AD 300 i believe... Yet, for some strange reason, the creators of the advert chose to ignore the wonderful eccentricities that make London so attractive to the world.

Instead of Saville row, Leiceister square and Knightsbridge, they show shops of Versace or Armani, which aren't even british brands.

Instead of the wonderful Pantomimes, and theatres, they show imported brazillian festivals and Mardi Gras introduced only a few years back. Strange.. very strange indeed...

This isn't the London I know.

This, is the London I know and love..

You know that sick feeling in your stomach.

Trying to pack. Urgh

I can NEVER get this packing thing right. I always either forget to bring something, or bring too many things. Which was why I never brought anything extra or fanciful when I went on Exercises in the Army, which was why I lost alot of weight surviving on the bare essentials.

Thats me. I hate packing suitcases, luggages and bags. Leaving, is not me.

I haven't done so many things yet. Argh.

Messy huh?

Just made an appointment with Fr Ian.. just to drop off some stuff and see him before I leave.

ARGH. I wish i could bring my WHOLE room to Plymouth!!!

The unfortunate truth about being a student.

Well, isn't it a well known fact already? That students are always poor?

Since the old times, where chinese scholars had to sell their houses and land just to pay for the costly trip to the capital city where they took gruelling examinations that stretched into days.

Since the time when student discounts became prevalent.

I swear student discounts are the real reason why we're poor.

Thats besides the point.

I worked out my statements and finances for this semester, and I have a grand deficit of 130 pounds. Brilliant Jason Lin, Bloody bloody brilliant.

Point to note. I've never been in a deficit for 3 years.

Now that I am a student again, I am faced with the prospect of, bankruptcy. Of course unless, I sell my laptop, printer, guitar, and expensive clothes. Then I'll probably be rich.

130 pounds. Oh brilliant u asshole. Oh bloody brilliant.

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Christmas market at Manchester St Albert's Square

Town Hall.. Merry X'mas santa..


Where I spent ALOT of money eating.


More food and booze.

Liverpool City


Come Holy Spirit.
Metropolitan Cathedral of the Archdiocese of Liverpool.


Old street lamps.
King Albert Docks.



Albion Building.
King Albert Docks.



Profile lamp and sky.
King Albert Docks.

The ghastly building with putrid souls.
Liverpool City.