Shenme shenme yo, shenme yea...

So, today was finally the 'long awaited' Chinese exam. The first thing that went through my mind when I saw the teacher's slightly constipated look was 'oh, shit, that's gonna be harsh' but it wasn't that bad. The listening part was a bit tough as she was spooling off her texts really quickly but the rest was peace of piss! Wooo, maaai, dongxi!!
After a bored last 15 mins or so (nothing left to do but picking my nose and writing a few rhymes in my head) we left uni and set out into a brill day. We all went down to town, Jamie needed a new mobile after he drowned his old one in beer (or done whatever to it - finally smashed it with a hammer!) and as 1) it was really sunny, 2) I was feeling like chilling out anyway and 3) I felt that overwhelming feeling of liberation that tends to follow exams urging me to waste time, I was up to it.
After going into a few mobile phone shops we went to KFC in St. Johns where I apparently said 'baaaaath' in the southern pronunciation which inevitably triggered the old conflict again - Charlie: Ooh, southerners are soo much better... - Jamie: No they're just pretending to be posh, northerners are better... and eventually resulted in Jamie KFCing Charlie - who obviously didn't find it funny. As I'd never seen it raining chicken before though, I couldn't help laughing. Sorry for that.
To make my personal stance clear: I don't think that either English is better, they're just two variations. As a matter of fact, southern accent might prove more beneficial if you wanna teach English abroad but in my opinion that's not justified. It's just the way the world would have it.
You guys should really think more cooperatingly and say things like 'Ooh, British English is soo much better than American English' in unison... lol.
Well, after Charlie going home - to wash off the chicken smell - and Joel going home to sleep, of course, Chris, Jamie and I used the rest of the day to saunter down to the docks, sit in the sun for a while and then finally going to the Maritime Museum. Jamie and I'd been planning to do so since Christmas. Entry's free, as is the case in most Liverpool museums, and so my pockets didn't get any emptier and inside we saw everything about the interesting history of seafaring, gambling, smuggling, emigration&immigration, WWII etc.
I even looked through the periscope of a submarine.
After a while though we'd seen most of it and went into separate directions, I decided to walk home and do some studying - and listen to some German hip hop again. Fette, fette Beats, fette Reime...

Scouse culture... :-)

Everyone who wants to spend a stimulating afternoon - go to Liverpool Maritime Museum

...moshi moshi?

Better photos hopefully soon on Chris's blog.

Joke of the day:
Three blondes, hiking in the woods, came upon some tracks. The first blonde asked, "Are those deer tracks?" The second said, "No, I think they are moose tracks." Before the third could answer, they all three got hit by the train!