I have been such a lazyblogger already! It has been a week since my last post, and I already have no recollection of what I did. This is why I started a blog in the first place!! Must improve short-term memory..
If anything, this week was the first week I started to long for things back home. People mostly, some places, and many bagels. I'm getting to that point where I just want a really good friend around all the time so that I can rest my head on their shoulder or solicit an occasional back scratch or just be with someBODY. I know this sounds weird. I suppose I just miss roaming in packs. As a lolcat would put it, I iz not a lone wolf. Maybe I just need a good bagel.
But enough with the cute, fuzzy speak. I will tell you things I remember about my week. I went to a pub with some of the other kids from my school, which was an enlightening experience. It seems like a bit of a boys club here. By that I mean that when we were all (fourish girls, three boys) sitting about a table, the guys dominated (or tried to dominate) the conversation with loud, jokingly bullying banter. The girls talked back to some of it, but for the most part remained calm and collected receptacles of these taunts. I was totally baffled by this. I didn't know how these guys could be so quiet and polite one-on-one and so brutish when together. I like to to banter back up to a point, but only for so long. It's tiring. I'd rather just have interesting conversations. I don't want to harp on this because they are probably good people and they were no doubt a little snookered. And even though they were a bit abrasive, I'm going to give them the benefit of the doubt and say this is the beginning of a noisy friendship.
Yesterday (Sunday), I walked down the main road near me
to the National Galleries and OH LORDY it was wonderful. I saw so many works I had learned about in class and had no idea they were all right here! I will leave you with one of my favorites:
Oh just kidding this was my favorite:
no I think this was:
Ok, I cannot choose. Don't ask me to play favorites because I won't.
And then I saw Up in the Air. I ..liked it. Would like to talk about it.
Oh, also, I will be taking a class or two after all. I may take a class on the 80s and I may take an anatomy class. It's a toss up between watching Wings of Desire and drawing dead people. Tough decision.
One thing I can't get used to yet is how people say "cheers" at the end of interactions or to replace "thank you." If someone says it, I just hear things beginning to fall out of my mouth that sound ridiculous. For example, "you too!" is not an acceptable response, neither is "no prob!" "thank you!" or saying it back in a British accent. I think the best reply, for now, is a big ol' thumbs up. No that would be horrible. I will just smile mutely.
Ok off to make dinner now! Hopefully it won't involve a vat of Nutella, but no promises.
1 comment:
Mmmm, Nutella. My favorite.
Sounds like you're having a ball Emma! What you're doing (even if you have to take a class or two) sounds amazing - painting all day whatev you're feeling... I'm no artist, but that sounds killer cool.
Keep looking for that p-shop equivalent. Don't give up. We got our coffee houses from the Brits anyway, so if anything the p-shop is an equivalent to something there. Actually, that's a lie. I can't imagine the pastry shop being a brit rip off - they don't have Phil & Co. or backgammon. Posers.
We start classes on Wed and I'm kind of excited. Like you, I wont have much class and will be writing lots (rather than painting). Preston is engaged! July 24th THIS summer. Celebration.
Keep blogging when you can. We're all enjoying it. And after your trip, it'll be something you enjoy looking back through. So I've heard...
Tell the Sophie that matters I say hi! Miss you both.
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