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First, the situation in Japan is absolutely horrific. During my senior year of high school I spent a little over a week living with a host family in Nakagawa-machi Bato in the Tochigi prefecture. It’s just south of Tokyo. So far I haven’t heard any news from my host family or my friends. Some of the friends I made over there have just started uni in places north east of Tokyo and they’ve been silent on email/facebook since the disaster. I’m hoping that it’s just because of the power crisis in Japan. Anyway, if you’re reading this please don’t do this “i’m thinking of you, japan!” or “i’m praying for japan!”, but actually give some help. They need aid, not thoughts. Go to places like the Red Cross (http://www.redcross.org/en/ – for the USA site) to donate. 

In regards to studying abroad here in Leeds, it has been awesome still. A week ago I awarded myself a long weekend in London. I did some more touristy things like the Natural History Museum and the London Dungeon. I also had a great time in Camden town where I pocket a ladybug pocket watch and a coin belt for my belly dancing recital in a a few weeks. It was windy and cold, though.
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In Leeds, life has been good. I wrote 3 essays this past weekend (I was incredibly productive) and that was the bulk of my midterm assignments. We break up for a month long spring break for April…so only 3 more weeks left until that! I have plans to go to Spain and Italy then and also to visit a friend in Cheddar, England. Apparently it’s where cheddar cheese came from.
Studying abroad has been the best year of my life so far. I’ve met the most wonderful people and have seen/done amazing things. For the first time in my life, I felt like I was where I needed to be. For the first time I’ve been having a worthwhile uni experience. I can’t wait to move over here next January after I graduate in December!

Location: Leeds, UK

Just checking in

+ Life is still grand here in Leeds. I haven’t done much recently that warrants blogging here. I keep my own blog daily, but it’s much more friends-only. 

+ Classes are classes. Considering what little effort I’ve put into my modules this year, I’m happy to report that my lowest grade for last term will transfer as a B+ to Penn State. I also have confirmed that I only have to do the fall semester when I get back. That means I will have graduated with a Penn State degree with only spending 5 semester, or 2.5 years on campus. I am extremely grateful for that. 
+ I do miss THON. It’s the only thing I thought I was going to miss this year and I do miss it. I hope it’s going awesome for everyone there!
+ I don’t understand immigration laws. I speak English, I will have a university degree and I will have lived in the UK for a full year, but do I qualify for a visa? No. Nope. Nada. Stupid EU agreements are making immigration laws in the UK even more strict. I may have to do a grad program after all just to come back and be able to live and work here for a few years. 
+ I’m going to see Swan Lake at the ballet in London next month. Bertie’s mom is taking me. I’m quite excited because I’ve never been to a ballet even though I danced ballet for 8 years when I was growing up and after seeing “Black Swan” (and loving it) I’m really curious about the actual ballet. 
+ Filmmaking is going well! I had an unpaid job last week as a runner for a casting session. The director ended up liking me so took my details to help out with the actual production. I’ve also helped with a new short that I co-wrote, produced and starred in for a competition. Bertie and I are in the writing stage for another short and (hopefully) a feature film for the distant future. I do love being able to do this sort of thing! I never would’ve done this back at PSU.
+ A year is a long time to be abroad without a job. Although I did a careful budget, I’ve managed to spend way more than I should’ve by this point. Am going to the part time job fair at the uni on Monday to see if I can get anything for a couple months. We shall see. 
+ Been ill with a stomach bug all day and have had no sleep so I’m going to see if I can fix that. 

Location: leeds, UK

a brief update and a plant

+ I am cooking more now! It only took 6 months, but I have progressed from frozen fish and pasta to more complicated endeavors. I’m only progressing because I’m making Bertie dinner for his birthday tomorrow night. I tested my recipe/meal on my best friend here, Joe, last night and it was fabulous. For the main course I’m making chicken stuffed with mozzarella and wrapped in bacon with home made oven chips. So yummy! I was so pleased with myself when it turned out edible and delicious. For desert, I’ve attempted a panna cotta. It’s still setting so we’ll see if that actually worked in the morning. 

+ I bought a basil plant to make my pastas more flavorful. And to make some awesome pesto. His name is Fred.
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+ I spent last weekend in London filming a short. I am producer/co-writer/actor. Editing is going on now, but that’s Bertie’s department. I’m set to act in another short for someone this Sunday and that could be interesting. I’m also starting writing on another short for this semester and Bertie and I are brainstorming a feature film idea, too. Lots of filming stuff! I love it.
+ I tried to go to bed about an hour or so ago (it’s only 10pm, but I have a cold and a busy day here), but I was overcome with sadness about it being February. Currently, I’m thinking of going back to America the first of July, but I just don’t want to. The thought that I have to return to America at all makes me sick and sad. My life here is a million times happier than back at Penn State and my friends are better than most of people I’ve met at PSU. That sounds harsh, but oh well. It’s my blog. And I fit in better here. People are more genuine. My friend Joe is already looking at/buying plane tickets to come visit me in September while a couple of my other friends are asking parents for money to do the same. That’s incredible friendship. 
And I know I’m coming back here, well, to London. I have a place to stay in London all lined up. I have friends. I have plans. I have dreams. I just don’t have a visa. I will have to jump through hoops on that. But I will come back. I will not just hang about in the States. I just don’t like getting all sad about the inevitable last semester at PSU. At least I only have one left! 

Location: Leeds, UK

5 months in the UK and term 2 is just about to start!

It seems like just yesterday I was arriving in London, but that was 5 months ago. I’ve completed one full term already! It’s amazing how quickly time is going by. I just want it to stop! I never want to leave. I never want to go back to State College. I still have 6 months here, though. Yay. Term 2 starts tomorrow. I’m in some horrific classes, but oh well. I have fridays off and only one class on monday, tuesday and wednesday. I shall survive. 

Finishing finals this week was exciting mainly because it meant lots of fun could commence. I met loads of new people, including new study abroad-ers and spent most of the week going to sleep at 6am and waking up at 3pm. I also started a new exercise routine to replace my old routine (I was getting bored) and increased my daily cups of tea to about 3 or 4 cups. 
After spending so much time with people and going out, I spent last night in self-issued solitude. I stayed in my bathrobe and watched Disney movies with popcorn and Coke. I’ve been trying to watch Hercules, but I can’t find a reasonable copy anywhere that costs less than $15 or �10. I did watch Aladdin, Fantasia and some other film, though. I then spent the night drawing characters on A4 paper. 
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And today I’ve been alone, too. I cleaned my room and my flat’s kitchen. I never use my flat’s kitchen because I tend to cook across the hall with my friends, but I can’t stand how messy it gets. I wish my flatmates were semi-clean and responsible sometimes. Speaking of flatmates! I got a new one today! I know her briefly from belly dancing so we’ll see how that goes. 
Tomorrow I’m being filmed belly dancing for some charity thing. I am insanely nervous and awkward about it. It’s something I would never do back in the States, but I’ve been trying and doing loads of new things here, so I thought, “eh, why not?”. 
I’m going to London next weekend. Bertie’s birthday is the following weekend and he’s celebrating it with his friends in London a week earlier. So I’ll be down there for that and the following weekend we’ll be here and probably just go to the movies and bowling and all of our favorite outings. I like birthdays. 
Am starting to look at visa stuff and film programs in London so I can come back here. I will not be content living in the States. I knew I never would be, but coming here has made it impossible. At least initially. I know the greatest people here, I love the culture and it’s just for me. 
And now I’m going to run to the corner store, buy some more popcorn (hopefully…I may have bought all 3 boxes they had last time), and watch A Very Potter Sequel. 

Location: leeds, UK

Reason #3 for why I will move to England: Orange Wednesdays

Orange Wednesdays are the greatest days. Every Wednesday my mobile provider, Orange, gives out a code so I can get 2-for-1 Pizza Express and cinema tickets. So every Wednesday Bertie and I go to Pizza Express for either lunch or dinner (sometimes both) and we each have dough balls and then I order a La Reine pizza (mushrooms, ham and olives) and he orders the American (a lot of pepperoni). We also go to the cinema at least once, but half the time we go twice. We both have Orange so we can do that. 

This is being mentioned now because I have my last final in an hour and a half for my “sexuality, subculture and stigma” module. While it was my favorite module this term, I didn’t put as much time as I should have for this exam. Mostly just a few hours yesterday. But I’ve been busy actually having a life and living up my year abroad, so it’s justified. Also, if I get a 2 on this exam I get a C at PSU and credit for the module. Not that I’m aiming for a C, but it’s still comforting. Am glad I rocked my first essay!
I met up with a friend from my LJ blog Monday! We’ve known each other for a couple of years online now and she lives in Leeds/goes to the uni here. We were just too lazy/busy to meet up in the fall so we finally got around to it. Her housemate made us dinner and I went out with her and two of her friends for the night. We had a fantastic time!
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(Rachel on left, myself on right)
Anyway, I should stop procrastinating now and cram a bit more. And sleep afterwards. I don’t sleep the night before if I have an exam before noon out of fear that I’ll oversleep. Yes, I am paranoid. Yes, I am exhausted right now.

Location: Leeds, UK

Life is still good

The first week of final exams is over and tomorrow starts the second (and last) week of them. I already turned in my 3000 word international politics essay and sat my geography exam. The exam went well and the essay, well, it’s finished. It was really hard to care about those two modules because I was just interested. But that basically sums up my entire university career: stuck in modules/courses/majors that I actually don’t like. Whoops. Anyway, I just have one exam left and it is for my favorite module “Sexuality, Subculture and Stigma”. I’m already feeling prepared because I did a lot of work/reading throughout the module and the topics on the final are of personal interest to me. So that should go well. 
Onto more exciting matters. 
I’ve been back in Leeds for almost 2 weeks now, but until a few days ago I hadn’t unpacked. I had just been busy working so I left my suitcase to sit in the middle of my floor. Well, when I went to unpack it (Thursday?) I discovered that my jumbo container of shampoo my mom bought at Wal-Mart for me had exploded. Yes, it was in a bag, but that didn’t help at all. So I sorted everything into two piles: shampoo-ed and not shampoo-ed. Cleaned off my food stash and then looked at the suitcase. I used 2 mops, my one towel, two t-shirts and a sock to scrub and wash and dry and repeat. It took me over an hour to get most of the shampoo off and I decided that was OK. I then called my mom about my clothes. She told me just to put them in the wash and it’d be OK. 
I did.

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It was not OK. 
The housing office man thought it was funny. The cleaner did not. Housing man gave me a free wash to try again (it worked!), but it still ended up costing me about 10 pounds ($16) to do laundry that day. It’s super expensive here and I was quite annoyed. But it’s all good now! And aside from a faint scent of shampoo and the taste of it on one of my toothbrushes, you can’t even tell.
My friends and I have been hanging out/procrastinating/all that loads even though we’re super busy with exams/essays. And it’s been loads of fun, as usual. I’m getting a new flat mate too since one of them dropped out last semester. One of the girls from my belly dancing class said she got moved to my building so we think it’s her! Could be exciting.
I’ve also bought my one way ticket to Madrid for April. I’m visiting my best friend who will be studying abroad in Cordoba. Since I have the entire month off, we’re going to travel to Italy and such. I can’t book my return yet, though, because we haven’t figured out where exactly we’ll be. Good planning, yes?
Am also going to London (yes, again) in two weeks to have a pre-birthday thing for Bertie with his friends there and to (hopefully) go back to the Comedy Store. Yes, I spend a lot of time in London. It’s still my favorite place in the world, though. 
I have so much more I could say, but I shall refrain from flooding the internet with any more babble. 
xxx

Location: leeds, uk

Final exams/essays after Christmas break? Boo, England.

I finally made it back to the UK. Once again, it was horrible luck that plagued me while traveling back. My flight from Syracuse to JFK was canceled on Sunday, Dec. 31st, but my flight was still scheduled out of JFK on IcelandAir for that night! So my mom, younger sister and I drove 6 hours to NYC. We got half an hour away from the airport when I was warned via Twitter that the flight was most likely canceled. And by the time we got to JFK, it was. It was also starting to blizzard. So we left JFK in the blizzard to drive 7 miles to the nearest hotel with a vacancy. On the way, we got a flat tire. We ended up waiting in a Target parking lot for 2 hours for AAA to come and replace it. It was still a blizzard. By the time we got the hotel, but Aunt, who is a travel agent, found out I had been rebooked for Tuesday night: 48 hours later. Lame. 

Two days later, I spent 12 hours at JFK until my flight left. I got a passport stamp for Iceland at 9:30am local time and it was still pitch black! Crazy. Then I got to London again!
Bertie met me at the airport and we took the tube to King’s Cross where we got our Orange Wednesday 2-4-1 deal at Pizza Express. I was so exhausted that I dozed off on the 15 minute tube ride from King’s Cross to Bertie’s house in Highgate afterward. I then crashed for a few hours until Bertie got bored and woke me up to play table tennis. 
We spent the last few days watching far too many films, going to the cinema, playing lots of monopoly and table tennis, watching BBC iPlayer too much and doing nothing productive. We went out to a hill to watch the London fireworks on New Year’s Eve, which was nice and relaxing. 
Anyway, now I’m back in Leeds. Sitting in my room and pretending I’ve started revising for my two exams or writing my 3000 word essay. I don’t really like the “exams after Christmas” thing. My mind is just not in the game. Luckily, my international politics class and my geography class overlap A LOT so while I write my politics essay I will also be studying for my geography exam. In theory. 
I have to work out my schedule for next semester still. Having a change of advisers really messed up my year abroad in terms of the “study” part, but it should work out. It will. I was assured I could graduate in December if I did a full year and I will. 
Oh! I’m also using a site called DailyBooth now. You take a webcam picture every day/however often you like and it loads it to your DailyBooth profile. It’s quite handy for a quick journal entry and all that: www.dailybooth.com 

Location: Leeds, UK

The one who just can’t win…

I’m supposed to fly back to the UK tonight…from JFK. Let there be “lulz”. My flight from Syracuse to JFK was canceled last night, but so far my flight with IcelandAir has not been. This means that my mom is going to have to start driving me the 5/6 hour drive to NYC where they are under a blizzard warning this afternoon. We just don’t have a choice, though. My Aunt is going to be checking the flight status all day and call us immediately if it gets canceled so we can get a hotel for the night. 

Basically, this year/month has been the absolute worst traveling experience of my life. 3 flights in a row, all within a month, have been canceled on me, so how can I expect my flight tonight not to do the same? Some of my friends have said “at least you’re in the States”, but when I don’t have a working cell phone and it looks likely I might get stuck in JFK without one and without any place to stay, well, I’d rather be stuck in London. 

Location: horseheads, ny

Long journey home for a short stay…

+ Getting back home was an absolute nightmare. After my first flight from Heathrow was canceled, I rebooked via the internet on another for the next morning. Well, that was very nearly a bust. Rather than fly to JFK, I was set to fly to Atlanta then to JFK and then to Syracuse. There were almost no flights leaving on Monday, but my plane boarded only an hour late, so we were all very excited. That excitement was premature, though. We sat on the plane at the gate for 5 hours. FIVE HOURS. They took 2 hours deicing the plane and because they took so long, they had to redo it. Then, it started to snow again. Our entire crew, including the pilot, was American so they wanted to get home too. After the initial five hours, we pushed back from the gate only to taxi and wait at the runway for an hour. 

The flight was then 9 hours. I was on the plane longer than I was to get to Japan a couple of years ago. And we only had one meal. Suffice to say, by the time we got to Atlanta everyone had missed their connections. I called my mom on the whole 60 seconds of international calling my iPhone has once we landed and she had rebooked on a flight from Atlanta directly to Rochester. I had just over 2 hours. Customs was easy, but it took me half an hour to get my bag and another half an hour to get a new luggage tag so it would follow me to a different airport. In Atlanta, you have to go through security again. So by the time I took the train to my terminal and got to my gate, my flight was almost done boarding. I hopped on and two hours later I was in Rochester. It was midnight then. My mom and younger sister came to meet me there. We collected my bag and left for the 2 hour drive home. 
By the time I got home I had been awake for a solid 28.5 hours, eaten one meal in that time and smelled horribly. I showered immediately and crashed. I slept for about 10 hours. 
+ Since being home, I haven’t done much. My younger brother is also back for the holidays (he’s a marine and has been over in California). Tuesday, my first full day home, I slept a lot. My dad, mom, brother and I went to Outback for dinner per my request (I wanted a bloomin’ onion). Then we came home and I video chatted Bertie for a bit until my sister came home and the two of us went to Wal-Mart to get something for one of her friends. 
Yesterday I slept even more. My dad and I went out for a snackish dinner, but that’s about it. Today, I’m getting my hair cut so it looks healthier, shopping for jeans and boots as my Christmas presents and running to Wal-Mart to stock up on American things I want to bring back. Tomorrow, Christmas Eve, my dad and I are going to drive to Ithaca to see “Black Swan”, have Red Lobster for lunch, and then my family will play a game of monopoly, have Christmas Eve dinner, and tour our small town to look at everyone’s Christmas lights. Then Saturday is Christmas so we’ll do the Christmas things. Then I leave on Sunday to get back to the UK. 
It’s a short trip home. I am not looking forward to getting on another plane, though. 

Location: horseheads, ny

First semester in Leeds: Done.

Since I have the time (stuck in London due to weather), I figured I should make this post now. 

I’ve finished my first term at Leeds. It was an interesting few months with lots of fun, a little confusion, only occasional difficulties and a lot of new memories. Before I forget everything I did/learned/tried, I suppose I should write it all down. 
1. UNI
University in England is quite different than in the US. And I like the system more, I think. 
Firstly, classes are structured differently. I would have one lecture a week for 50 minutes and then one tutorial/seminar a week. The tutorials/seminars are 50 minute classes with only 10-15 other students from the lecture. Basically, it’s a time for discussion and debate. You can ask questions and argue and learn a lot more, I feel. 
Second, there’s no busy work. By that, I mean there’s no random assignments that are due in every week just to waste your time. There aren’t even exams, actually. Everything is assessed with essays. You’re given the essay topics at the beginning of the semester and then you will either have just one essay due in January as a final or 2 smaller essays, one due in November and the other in January. Or you can have a “final exam”, which is just a closed essay writing in January. Basically, there’s just less busy work. Granted, you are expected to read more, but I like that because I can tailor my selected readings and essays to my interests. 
Overall, I just feel like I learn a lot more and retain 10x more here than I do at PSU. In fact, I’ve never studied in the PSU library or even touched a book there, but at Leeds I frequent the library at least once a week and have been reading fascinating texts about sexuality, stigma, eating disorders, the UN, climate change, mental illness, business ethics and so much more.
2. FRIENDS
Coming to Leeds, I knew three Brits there. I met them last year when they were studying at Penn State. One, I had started dating at the end of the spring semester, and the other two were going to be his housemates. I was skeptical about it because I didn’t want to linger around with them. I wanted to meet entirely new people. It was one of the biggest motivations for me to go to England after all. 
And I didn’t linger at all. Aside from bumping into my boyfriend’s housemates when I’d go around, I never saw them. 
Instead, I made some fantastic new friends. I never made a good friend group at Penn State, and since coming to England I’ve realized that I mesh a lot better with English culture than American. So that’s a big part. Anyway, more on that later. 
My friends at Leeds are an eccentric bunch. They come from all over the UK and have different tastes in everything: music, movies, politics, etc. But we all get on really well. For my birthday, they made me cake and took me out along with making me memorabilia plates and mugs to take back to America with me. They are the kind of people that I know I can rely on. In fact, one of them is letting me come visit him at his home in Somerset after the New Year. 
3. TRAVEL
Perhaps I didn’t travel as much as expected, but it’s because I was having too great of a time in Leeds. And it wasn’t a mistake at all! I traveled to Ireland for a weekend, which was beautiful. It was a fantastic trip and I love the Irish now. 
I also visited Austria. I went to stay with my friend, Chelsea, who was studying abroad in Vienna. Well it was a good time, and I ate my weight in German/Austrian sausages, it let me down a little. It was a pretty city, but it just didn’t feel like home. Maybe getting stranded there slanted my view, too. But because of getting stranded there I got to venture into Slovakia so I could fly out of Bratislava. 
I’ve been to and around London loads, too. Since Bertie lives here when he’s not at Leeds, I have a place to stay and he’s been a great host. I’ve really gotten the hang of this city and it’s still my favorite place in the world.
4. LEARNING
 a. Politics
     The politics of Britain in…interesting. They had major riots in London and sit ins in Leeds in protest of the tuition cuts. Tuition prices are going to double, but I still have a hard time sympathizing since PSU is putting me $120,000 in debt. Still, it was fascinating to watch the events unfold.
     I also learned that some English really despise the Royal Family, that half the Scottish want independence and that everyone picks on the Welsh. It’s a weird politics. And usually the British are complacent and mock it more than anything.
 b. Culture
     I adore this culture. It suits me so much better than American culture. First, the people are just better friends. They’re nicer. Americans tend to be shit friends more often than good friends. By that, I mean that they say they’ll do something or pretend to be your best friend even if you don’t know each other well and then not show up and disappoint you nine times out of ten. In England, I’ve found that while people are less likely to initiate a conversation with a stranger, they are much more genuine in their relationships with people. They will either be your friend or not be. It’ll be definite. You’ll know where you stand. And the ones that are your friends are much more reliable than anyone I’ve met at PSU. 
     Then there’s British TV. I never watch TV back home. Not really anyway. I don’t follow shows. Here, though, I am in love. They have these panel shows that are fantastic. They’re funny and intelligent. BBC iPlayer is one of my favorite inventions. Seriously. 
     Food. Yum yum yum. People who say English food is shit have never eaten it properly. First, their Chinese food is 10x better than ours on average. No contest. Second, they’re pizza is 20x better. I hate pizza back in the US, but here I go out to Pizza Express every Wednesday and have myself a delicious pizza pie. With dough balls, of course. Third, they have awesome bacon! Fourth, fish and chips, toad in the hole and bangers and mash are yum yum yummy. Last, there are more healthy options everywhere. Aside from chips. The English love their chips.
     Drinking culture. It’s so different than in America. It’s talked about differently. People don’t have alcohol on some pedestal of holiness or something. They know what it is and that is that. People drink in a more relaxed manner. Pubs are very chill and just a nice night out. Clubs are, well, clubs. I don’t care for them much. But even the bars aren’t like the ones in State College where students insist on getting wasted and making fools out of themselves. Typically, they’re more relaxed and just fun. Oh, and it’s legal here. Which I think is a fantastic thing and that America has it wrong. 
     In terms of political correctness and all that jazz, Britain is so much more relaxed than America. They just have a much more chilled attitude and think it’s hilarious how uptight we are. I think it’s funny, too.
 c. Life
     1. When traveling, stressing yourself out doesn’t help matters. Even if you get stuck in a country where you don’t speak the language and have already gone over your budget and have class you’re supposed to attend back in the UK and are ready to cry, it’ll be OK. And it’s OK to cry. 
     2. It’s OK to ask for help. Even if you’re stubborn and proud, it’s all right to ask for help. Someone will always be there.
     3. Even if you are super organized and a budget fiend, you will spend more than you plan. A lot more. And you will be angry at yourself until you realize it’s only money and you have to spend it on something.
     4. The only thing you’re guaranteed to have in common with your flatmates is that you live in the same flat. You don’t have to be best friends and it’s perfectly fine if you’re not.
     5. Every inconvenience will eventually be funny.
     6. Bacon is easy to cook. 
     7. As is pasta. And everything goes with pasta.
     8. There’s no point in comparing your experiences to someone else’s. As long as you’re happy and having a good time, it doesn’t matter what anyone else is doing. 
Well, I guess that’s it for now. Wish I could insert some pictures, but it just won’t let me. Have a very merry Christmas!

Location: London, England