I am now officially writing a blog required to fill the requirement of my course, BArch (hons) in Architecture, at University of Dundee. Yeah?
Starting on this blog, I may as well write on my first day at Dundee. Stepping out of the small airplane at Dundee on the midday of 25th October 2009, I am immediately greeted by the harsh cold of weather in Dundee, as cold as I expected it would be. Living in Malaysia at Southeast Asia which is near the equator, fluctuating weather was never an issue ever. Everyday is summer. Hot, hot, hot. Dressing for cold weather is another thing that is very much new for me. It's easy back at Malaysia where I can wear plain thin T-shirt and can basically go out without a sweat, which is pretty much the exact opposite here, where I must put on layers of clothes which makes me look twice my size.
On my first day, I was greeted by a number of eager Malaysians at the airport and who decided that I will be very excited on arriving (somehow on the contrary) and showed me around Dundee which did not seem to take a long time. Then, still feeling tired from my flight, I immediately got matriculated, where I met the Year Leader, Mr Cameron Wilson.
I was placed with a fellow Malaysian, a small guy named Mahadi who was a postgraduate student from the University of Dundee, a one-bedroom flat at West End as I have no other place to stay for the time being. Being a homeless that sleeps on someone else's floor and clueless of how life goes independently, I decided to take a lone stroll around the area. Walking around West End feels like walking around a town which I vaguely recover from watching a B-rate horror movie where people are zombies or dead from some instant-killing disease. Gloomy, dark area with an abandoned feel that makes one wonder if people really inhabit such place. Exciting is out of the question. Oh, fine...
