10 January 2010

9 January 2010

My first week of school.

I survived my first week of school in London, and in hindsight it has been quite an enjoyable one.

On the second day of school some burglars came into the school at broad daylight [via scaffolding/roofs/window into the study centre] and nicked some computers. Not laptops, but proper big computers. Ironic bit is that I was in class in the room next door, we heard some noise, but probably all thought it was the construction people who are working in the school. The problem with those language schools as well is that anyone can walk in and out, cause the students change all the time, in Oxford they've had problems too, with trespassers coming into the cafeteria and nicking wallets.


Apparently, in this school homework is a rarity, which is annoying, because this way we have to do writings and stuff in 20 minutes time on the computers in school. Like 2 days ago we had 20 minutes to make a powerpoint presentation, complete with pictures, information, graphics, and afterwards we had to present it.
We also did a report, in a way I was not used to, we got all the information in correct sentences, we just had to put it in order and type it out. In Oxford we had to make up our own information, by doing a survey during our lunch time, then make the report ourselves, and later do a second draft as well. All this has been usefull though, because when I got my (corrected) report sent back this week it said: 'this is the best report in the class - well done'. Thank you Charles for your frantic love of homework.

I've kept myself busy after school as well; I visited the great National Portrait Gallery, including the 'From the Beatles to Bowie: the 60s exposed' exhibition, which featured some nice pictures by David Bailey.
I also went to the Houses of Parliament with a friend, and briefly attended some debates in the House of Commons and the House of Lords. It was difficult to follow as these things usually are, especially if you don't know what the issue is about. I feel very sad I couldn't go to the first Prime Minister's Question Time of the year:

British politics is fuckin brilliant, it's pure comedy gold. Maybe I should go back some other time.

I saw 'hottest band for 2010' Delphic live (for free! thanks Linda, for letting me be your +1), didn't really listen to it properly before, but it was actually quite good live.
Yesterday I visited Portobello Market, great stuff there up in Notting Hill, bought a lovely dress, and I'm surely going back up there sometime.

That's it for the schoolweek, this weekend I'm trapped in Kingsbury, as they've decided to close all the nearest subway stations. Not that I was really planning on doing anything, I'm too tired to be bothered going out.

I'm a realist / I'm a romantic.

I'm an indecisive piece of shit.

5 January 2010

My shit year so far...

It's been a shitty year (literally and metaphorically) so far. I came back to London the 30th of december. I became ill on New Years Eve, so couldn't really enjoy the Mumford & Sons NYE party much (they were great though). Crashed at a friends house in Camden [I just realized that over the past 3 weeks, I've slept in 5 different beds, which is nearly a record] and continued to be ill for the next couple a days, spending most of my time on the toilet.
And ofcourse when I came home the first of January, my student oyster card had arrived... just after I had put 10 pounds on my other oyster card. great.

I was feeling a bit better on Sunday, so I decided to go to the centre. Unfortanutely I was shown another bright side of the beauty that is British public transport... First I had to wait about half an hour at Kenton station before a subway arrived, which is ridiculously long, especially in tube terms. Then the tube didn't go between Stonebridge Park and Queens Park, so everyone had to go on a 'replacement service' bus to Queens Park. After 10 minutes, the bus broke down. Everyone had to get off and go on another bus. A replacement bus for the replacement bus, oh the irony.
After half an hour we finally got to Queens Park. At first there weren't any tubes going from there aswell, and we were supposed to take an Overground train to Euston. I waited 20 minutes in the freezing cold for that damn train, and when everyone got on, some London Underground people came in and said the tubes were going after all, so again; everyone got off and got on the tube...
Only then I realized I'd have to go trough this hell all over again if I wanted to go back home. On the way back, the tubes did go to Queens Park straight away, however, not without stopping several times without actually being at a tube station. There was also some psycho on the tube, who thought it would be fun to smoke some cigarettes inside the carriage.
Then, from the bus at Queens Park untill outside Kenton station I was followed around by some Paki psycho, who kept on smiling at me and following me. Seriously, why do these fuckin lunatics always come after me?

Yesterday was my first day of school in London. I had set my alarm clock to 05.30, but woke up at 07.15... the exact time I was supposed to leave the house for school. So back to no shower, no breakfast, just straight to school.
Half of the people in my General English class were absent, as eventually only 7 of the supposedly 14 people were in class. My teacher, Ross, is a pretty uptight guy, with a Welsh accent and he doesn't look students in the eye, which at first made me believe he was blind. The class was rather boring, and it reminded me of my Business English lessons in Oxford, because the 'job interview roleplaying' seemed rather familiar.
The IELTS elective class was quite low level, but the teacher was pretty cool. Proper facial hair and all. Find him a bit awkward though.
After school I went for lunch with some nice Korean girls and later on we went to a pub with a shitload of other 'new' students. I had a hard time trying to convince a 19 year old Brazilian that the drinking age in Britain is 18 and not 21, and I had the most awful pint of fake Guinness ever.

So that's it for the new year so far. Let's hope it gets better.

1 January 2010

the New Year

So this is the New Year....




and I don't feel any different

My year in lists: music edition

Ok here is my album list of 2009. Don't know if I'm ever going to be bored enough to put up motivation, we'll see.

Please note that it's just my humble and tasteless opinion, so it's hardly of any value.

Top ten favourite albums of the year
01. Bear In Heaven - Beast Rest Forth Mouth

02. The Antlers - Hospice

03. The XX - The XX

04. HEALTH - Get Color

05. Video Nasties - On All Fours

06. The Horrors - Primary Colours

07. Japandroids - Post-Nothing

08. Girls - Album

09. Grizzly Bear - Veckatimest

10. Micachu - Jewellery



There was no space in the list for them, but I liked their albums this year as well: Fools Gold, Dananananannaykroyd, The Maccabees, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Sunset Rubdown, Kings Of Convenience, Real Estate, The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart, Mumford & Sons, Animal Collective, Patrick Wolf, Cold Cave, Jarvis Cocker, Atlas Sound, Wavves, Franz Ferdinand, The Big Pink, Slow Club, Woods, A Place To Bury Strangers, JJ.


Albums to look forward to in 2010
01. Foals - TBA
02. Titus Andronicus - The Monitor
03. The National - TBA
04. Wolf Parade - TBA
05. Mystery Jets - TBA
06. Arcade Fire - TBA
07. Crystal Castels - TBA
08. The Kills - TBA
09. Panda Bear - TBA
10. Xiu Xiu - Dear God I Hate Myself

And also the following, but I already had the chance to listen to them:
Los Campesinos! - Romance Is Boring
Beach House - Teen Dream
Surfer Blood - Astrocoast
Midlake - The Courage Of Others

and for the rest i'll just have to wait and see/hear :)