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Still in France

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Hello all! Just in case you couldn’t tell from the title, I am still in France.  Because I’m in school, I’ve really just been living day-to-day and embarking on very minor adventures. In lieu of reciting my daily routine for you all to gloss over, I thought I’d make a list of pros and cons of my experience thus far. For the sake of optimism, I thought I’d list the pros first. Or you can read the cons first, if you’re the type of person who pushes all the carbs aside on your dinner plate to save the best for last.

Disclaimer: The list below sits upon a throne of subjectivity; as do most things that have entertainment value. Enjoy!

I.               Pros:

a.     It’s (almost always) okay to be late.

                                               i.     It’s true that the French are never in a hurry. There’s nothing more refreshing than seeing your professor stroll in 15 minutes late smoking a cigarette and clutching a motorcycle helmet, then take his sweet time in beginning the class and make no comment regarding his tardiness.

1.     This is not to say that I take advantage, (as punctuality was a priority of my New Year’s Resolutions 2014 Edition,) but knowing that I’ll never be the last to class is always a relief when the trams are running behind schedule or when an extra 5 minutes of sleep sounds better than a date with Taylor Lautner. (Still #TeamJacob).  Taylor, if you’re reading this, you know where to reach me.

a.     Caveat: This rule is true most of the time, but not always! I will never forget the positively mortified look on my classmate’s face when the professor venomously tore her apart on the loudspeaker as she strolled in late to lecture. If I were her, I would have left. It was excessive to the point of borderline harassment/public humiliation. Know your rights people. ‘Merica.

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–> You’re welcome.

b.     Public transportation is efficient (although nothing else is)

                                               i.     I’ve never had to wait more than 15 minutes for a tram to come. Now that I am a transportation snob, it’s a burden to wait for more than 10 minutes. Even the drunk homeless people who ride for free are pissed off, when in fact we’re just spoiled by the efficiency of the system.

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–> Psychedelic, right?

c.     Free healthcare

                                               i.     Kidding, it’s not free. It’s only free if you’re not a resident and therefore don’t pay the astronomically high taxes required to live here- hence the nearly ¼ unemployment rate. Takeaway message: if you’re here on vacation, feel free to make the most of the experience and get some surgery, or whatever.

                                             ii.     On the same note, and for the same reason, school is also unbelievably inexpensive. I picked up a 1-inch thick pamphlet for an integrated lecture class, and the cashier looked puzzled as I whipped out my wallet. Free! Something equivalent at home would probably cost at least $130.

1.     With government-funded schools, you get what you pay for. Squatting over the graffitied (ß that might not be a word) hole in the ground bathrooms has a cruel way of reminding you that capitalism has many benefits. At least that’s what I’ve heard, I’ve still been holding out on actually using them.

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d.     Ecological responsibility

                                               i.     France, as well as most of this region of Europe, seems to really love our beautiful planet. For example, the grocery stores don’t give out bags. Many things are packaged in glass and cardboard so they can be recycled. They don’t utilize as many factory farms (hence meat being super pricey). Utilities are wildly expensive, so people are religious about conserving energy and water.

1.     I, too, passionately love the environment, so it is nice to see a developed country with elevated GDP per capita that still uses the Earth’s resources with care. I wish America would go bagless! Sacrificing minor conveniences can minimize waste and pollution. Don’t you want your future descendants to breathe fresh air? The only reason that I don’t actually hug trees is because I don’t want to get sap on my couture. Moving on…

e.     Location

                                               i.     Europe. Travel to just about anywhere is easy. And the architecture? Breathtaking.

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–> Arena built for Roman gladiators in Nîmes.

II.             Cons:

a.     Hygiene

                                               i.     I get it- dog poop is biodegradable. Doesn’t mean I want it to biodegrade on the bottom of my shoe. Also, showering. Sitting in a lecture hall full of students is akin to taking a class in the men’s football locker room at home. Yum.

                                             ii.     I searched for dental floss in the giant store that is basically French Walmart. I first looked where the toothbrushes are. Nope. I asked two clerks who work at the store; they also looked where the toothbrushes are despite my telling them that I just did that. Doing the same thing repetitively and expecting a different result is a working definition of insanity- still no. Alas, I found one box of dental floss on the other side of the store, in the pharmacy, at the bottom of a shelf for 6 euros (equivalent of $8.25). I checked- it wasn’t plated with gold or any other precious metals. But I was a captive audience, a sucker for hygiene. I bought it. On the bright side, I do find myself doing an exceptional job when flossing.

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–> I like soap bubbles.

b.     Lurking: Creepers to my left, creepers to my right.

                                               i.     While there are many kind, normal people, there is absolutely an elevated prevalence of creepers. Look at me throwing around this term as if there is only one definition, like everyone knows exactly what I’m referring to. What do I mean when I say “creepers”? I mean people (9 times out of 10, men) who stop you to ask random questions that they probably don’t actually need to know the answer to, especially at night. I’ve been stopped while running by men who stand right in front of me, forcing me to stop or go back the way I came. There are also those who just come right up and touch you, like they can’t see your impenetrable personal bubble space. Give ’em the red light, or a right hook, I mean- whatever it takes.

1.     There is a law here that states that homeless people cannot be arrested or removed by authorities if they have dogs with them. The police must first be able to place all of the dogs in a pound or animal shelter. As a result of this, almost every homeless person walks around with one or, more often several, dogs as a sort of insurance policy. They then get drunk in public and do whatever the hell they want, dragging the poor dogs along for the ride.

a.     Boldly inserts controversial belief: If you cannot care for yourself, you should not be responsible for the safety and wellbeing of a dependent, (animal or child.) It’s a disgrace to the universe.

2.     Attitudes toward women.

a.     This is strategically placed under the creeper heading because, well, it fits here. The sleazy catcalling and constant shameless appraisal of females is so normal here that it was actually in our introduction guide under the section that dictates what we should know in order to to fit in. It’ll never be acceptable in my mind. Feminist: (n.) advocate of the SOCIAL, political, legal, and economic rights for women as equal to those of men (Dictionary.com). Scholarly source right? You got the point.

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More to come soon.

X’s O’s & Une bonne journée à tous,

RJB


Location: Montpellier, France

La Vie En Rose

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ABSTRACT

A beautiful flowing piece of pink satin fabric with a few taints made by challenging tutorials, cold weather, instability at Penn State and a financial tank on E would describe week 5 at Oxford. I am writing this (the old school way) on my train back from Paris, where I spent the weekend completely astounded by all the beauty compressed into a single city.But coming back from my vie en rose, it dawned on me that I was coming back to bedlam. The essays, the studying, the overwhelmingly large textbooks I occasionally comprehend and the unwelcome visit of bees in my room were all awaiting me. And before I got to the complaining, I realized how much of a blessing in fact it is. If you don’t take away from anything I just typed, remember this: focus on the bigger picture.

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A beautiful flowing piece of pink satin fabric with a few taints made by challenging tutorials, cold weather, instability at Penn State and a financial tank on E would describe week 5 at Oxford. But while life has not been painted in a constant shade of rosy pink, the minor distortions are not worth complaining about. So let’s focus on the positives. Under this category falls the simple notion that it is WEEK 6 ALREADY! I don’t know how to feel about this. Just 3 more weeks and it’s all over; the experience that took me months to prepare for will be over. I really miss my family and Penn State, but I’m not sure I am ready to leave all the wonderful things, people and places I have encountered here, FOR (possibly) EVER! O.o . LouvreI’m honestly not even sure if Penn State will have the same vibe and warmth when I get back. Things have changed, people have changed, how easy will it be for me to squeeze back into a comfortable place upon my return? At the same time, no matter the vibe, it is my Alma Mater and something about it just draws me back, so I am ready to go….kind of…I don’t know if I am ready to leave this close and convenient location on the globe that gives me direct access to a myriad  of cultures.

I am writing this (the old school way) on my train back from Paris, where I spent the weekend completely astounded by all the beauty compressed into a single city. On more than one occasion, songs by �dith Piaf, or La M�me Piaf (the little Sparrow) as some may now her, played softly in the background like a soundtrack to my dreamy perfect French experience. Fortunately, over the summer, (as if I knew) I had watched her autobiography, La Vie En Rose, from which I cleverly borrowed the title of this entry and named after one of her most popular songs. You may have come across her song Je ne Regrette Rien that was featured in the movie Inception apparently (I am yet to watch the movie). Anyway, putting aside the tips of the French culture, it was such an amazing experience. Going to the Louvre Museum I must say was one of the most meaningful things I have ever done. As a child in Africa several years ago, staring at a picture in a book of this beautiful mysterious place in the world I never imagined ever having the chance to live out the experience and with patience and perseverance, when I least expected it, I was at this place, soaking in the breathtaking beauty. In addition to that, I visited the Eiffel tower and went to the 2nd floor (the top was closed), L’arc de Triomphe de l’�toile, the Notre Dame Cathedral, Walked along the Champs�lys�es and ate crepes. Something about all the monuments makes you feel so small and not necessarily insignificant, but a part of something so much bigger than yourself- this world. The buildings, especially the arc, are so large, so concrete, so strong and make you seem so fragile, delicate and protected almost. I would definitely recommend the trip for anyone on the fence about.

Eiffel TowerBut coming back from my vie en rose, it dawned on me that I was coming back to bedlam. The essays, the studying, the overwhelmingly large textbooks I occasionally comprehend and the unwelcome visit of bees in my room were all awaiting me. And before I got to the complaining, I realized how much of a blessing in fact it is. Education in this world is a privilege and most definitely Oxford is a great one. I realized the opportunity to travel ANYWHERE on a weekend, in a safe country, with change in my pocket, food to eat and friends for company is a blessing. I was always taught to count my blessings and the moral of the story, or I guess this entry would be to count yours. Many of us are saddened by recent happening at Penn State and by excessive homework, perhaps sick relatives and I am pretty sure we are not living la vie en rose. In fact, so few of us are meanwhile we can all be.

If you don’t take away from anything I just typed, remember this: focus on the bigger picture. Every week (sometimes twice a week, when I have 2 tutorials) I stress over my essay. I focus on the word count, the structure, the argument and then I have to stop and think about the purpose of all this. I look at the bigger picture. I have 12 essays in total for one semester’s worth of grades out of 8 semesters total. I want to graduate with good grades because I want to go to law school, get a good job, start a family, etc. 20 years from now will I even remember this day? Is it worth stressing so much on or should I just relax, finish it and prepare better for the next one? Some may argue the contrary and while philosophies on life are subjective, a common denominator for most is that at the end of this rollercoaster we call life, we all want to be able to look back at all our deeds and experiences and think je ne regrette rien.


Location: Paris, France

No subject

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

Extreme tourist

Hello again! Time is passing by at an incredibly fast pace here and I don’t particularly like it. The past two weeks have been pretty eventful when looking at it as a whole. Two Saturday’s ago, I returned to Parliament Square with some friends. We decided to get off the bus in front of Westminster Cathedral (not to be confused with Westminster Abbey) and decided to start our exploration there. From there, we went to Westminster Abbey. We saw a little pedestrian path through an archway and decided to walk through and see what was on the other side. Apparently, part of it was a school and the other part was a back entrance to the Abbey. We went inside the back entrance and walked through the part that was open for viewing. We got to see where the King’s documents were once stored and very gorgeous views of the architecture. After leaving the Abbey, I wanted to cross the river and walk around on the other side of the Thames. While we were crossing, we saw the classic view of Big Ben and the Houses of Parliament.  I can honestly say that at the very moment I was standing along the River Thames looking at Big Ben and Parliament; it hit me that I was in London. I had to stand there for a while just to take it all in and collect my thoughts. It is very incredible to actually think about the fact that I’m living in London, England right now; it continuously blows my mind.  

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After staring at this gorgeous view, we walked on without a destination in mind. As we were walking by the Eye, I realized how amazing of a view it must be. I definitely want to take a ride so that I could see the city from that angle. 

Even though museums aren’t really my “cup of tea”, I decided to tag along when people went to the Victoria and Albert Museum the next day. I figured that since it’s free, what do I have to lose? We spent quite some time looking around the museum but I was pleased to find out that it wasn’t only paintings. I did enjoy this museum, mainly because it had a lot of artifacts as opposed to just paintings.

In the beginning of the week, I planned quite a few trips. I was able to book a day trip to Stratford-Upon-Avon and weekends to Paris, Slovakia, and Edinburgh. I spent a lot of time with one of my friends trying to figure out and organize the places we would like to travel. I’m rather excited to travel!

This week was the first real week of classes; for the most part, that is because tutorials began this week. My first of two tutorials was Intro to Criminology followed by Twenty-first century Political Changes. I was not sure what to expect, so I went into the tutorials with an open mind. One thing I learned: it’s true when people say Europeans don’t go to class. In my second tutorial, 25 out of 32 people didn’t show up! I was so shocked that the professor didn’t seem shocked at the small amount of people. Other than the lack of students present, I found the tutorials to be a less formal version of the lectures.

This was also the first week of our tours for my Historic London class. We did a “City Walk” which included half of the original City of London; today, this area is widely known as the Financial District of London. It was a very interesting tour and I was able to learn a lot about the history of the original/Roman London.

Since I don’t have class on Friday’s, I went for a run along the River Thames. It was an absolutely gorgeous day so my run was incredibly enjoyable. Afterwards, I walked around parts of London I’ve never been to and adventured by myself. From my perspective so far, I would say that the parts of London I’ve been to are pretty safe during the day which is why I was okay by myself. I really enjoyed walking everywhere and going where the path took me.  

This past Saturday, a few of us took a day trip to Dover via National Express Coach. It was so much fun! It was rather rainy and foggy but it could have been much worse. We got to Dover around 10am and decided we would head towards the castle. Being that it is a castle, it is of course it is on a hill so we climbed all the way from the town up to the castle. It was really cool and really pretty; especially because we took a small path most of the way up the mountain through wooded areas.  When we got to the castle, we got tickets and headed inside. The views and the secret medieval tunnels we went through were so interesting! We went on a tour of an underground hospital that was used during the Second World War and we walked all around the castle premises. We didn’t go out on the port to look directly at the White Cliffs because we could see parts of them from the top tower of the castle.

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View from Dover Castle

In the beginning of the week I went to watch the changing of the guards and found Abbey Road. We walked part of the way to Buckingham Palace and got a pretty good spot to watch them marching from St James’s Palace. We’re definitely going to go back again though because we really didn’t know where to stand. We found that a good area to begin is at St James’s Palace and then walk with them as they march along the street. If we go back a third time, we want to stand near the gates to the Palace to see what goes on behind there. Afterwards, we wanted to go to Abbey Road but didn’t know where it was. We asked the “annoying people” on the streets that were trying to promote gym memberships because no one else would give us the time of day. As it turns out, they were incredibly nice! They told us about places we have to see in Northern England so we could get a taste of the “real” English lifestyle. They were definitely the nicest random people I’ve met since I’ve been here. After about 20 minutes, they told us how to get there. When we got to the street, it was so cool to see the wall where everyone signs and Abbey Road Studios! I didn’t realize that Paul McCartney still lives around there so we want to go back and find his house. We also want to go back because we only had a pen to sign the wall and we have to retrace what we wrote in marker.

Wall on Abbey Road!

I’m now pretty comfortable with my classes and it’s really interesting to think of how different the system is. This week, I sat towards the back in all of my classes (which I NEVER do) just to observe how Europeans act in class. Honestly, it’s a lot like students at home: some people are paying attention and taking notes while others are talking and being rude.

I truly believe that walking around without a clear destination is the best way to really see a place. I found so many really interesting areas while I was walking around that I wouldn’t have otherwise found. Although I’ve spent a lot of time being incredibly touristy, I’ve seen some amazing places that I really enjoyed.

 


Location: Chelsea, London, England

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

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