Home, sweet home

Like I mentioned before I fully love being back home for a bit. Life´s good: free food, do not have to think about going to work or uni and TV - the last one is rather crap to be honest, I can totally live without one, but it´s still nice to just flickr through the channels in order to find something to watch, I usually make at least 3 rounds until I stop at MCM - the french music channel.

10 days home after being away for 6 months, I do need a couple of days more but all-in-all managed to do everything necessary: played with my little babies, cuddled and hugged them a lot, had Jägermeister shots with my grandparents (Eastern Europe Style! :D), celebrated christmas and got two books + a perfume for presents, had a reunion with 3/4 of our old gang - wow - it felt like no time had passed since we all were total nerds at school ;) Oh god I literally managed to upset Rachel in a game of cards - yeah, I´m that good :D ;), visited Tallinn's christmas market which is so magical and unique :) and of course got to go walking until my feet were literally numb from the cold :D

Now back to the warm UK in two days ;)

Happy New Year!
See you then!
Jazzz...

Playlist time

Fortunately or unfortunately depends on your own point of view no Christmas songs, me no likey.

Song that´s been on replay for the last two weeks now I think, on it´s own for the last week for the simple fact that I just LOVE Louis´ solo, his accent, his voice and just omfg, wow, dude, wow!

The song that´s been sharing time to be heard by me with the previous one. By the band who wasn´t picked to be a contestant on the X-factor because the guys were slightly older than your average boyband and it was thought they wouldn´t be as attractive as the younger ones... pfffft: look at them bodies :D plus they can sing and do my kind of music.

Some oldies I´ve re-discovered :)

A little twist for y´all :) It´s so catchy and I will learn the "words"!

The ending is a bit sketchy though :(

Some comments about Emma´s post

As I´m a well-known commenter, surprise surprise, I have something to say in regards of the earlier post Emma wrote - nothing bad don´t worry ;) just justifications :P So sorry, I can´t help it - it´s in my nature :P

• We missed our Oxford circus stop because there wasn´t one on our route and I refused to step off the bus in some random stop. Ummm... it was like 2am or something like that, we were in London, we had our luggage with us, we didn´t really know the city or where we were, need I say more? I really didn´t want to push our luck of not getting raped :D Ask yourself what would you have done? I preferred to stay on the bus, where at least the bus driver is hopefully a decent guy and if really needed would help us and not to descend the bus in a pitch-dark alley with who knows how many criminals lurking around. Was I wrong? No :D Because when we did get off the bus (at the last stop :D ) and found the bus stop where the buses would take us back, we found one that took us straight to Picadilly! All´s well that ends well ;)

• Didn´t get raped - win :D - best line ever!!!! :D made me laugh so hard :D

• We didn´t just take a bus for 3h during the night, but we slept in them a bit :D yeah, antisocial behaviour to the max :D I luckily have this ability to sleep very lightly, so I can kinda hear everything that goes on around me but still get some sleep but during that one bus ride, I thought I´m doing just that but at some point when I opened my eyes a guy was sitting next to me, who wasn´t there when I shut my eyes previously... ooops :D Didn´t get raped though - win! (I´m gonna start using this!)

• I love awkward escapes from restaurants :D they´re the best :D especially, when the waiter has shown you to your table and given you the menus... I can jut imagine him returning to the table to take our orders and oops, no ones there anymore, or it is a thousand times worse when he sees us leaving LOL :D not at the time though...

• My dear EMO, I will always cherish the memory when I told you I started liking 1D (yeah hate me now, I don´t care). She almost broke her leg! that´s how surprised she was at my announcement, thanks dudette.

• To say that it was upset at my train ticket mess-up is putting it mildly. I was freaking fuming and hating that stupid woman who I couldn´t hear properly while buying the tickets. I can guarantee you that I wanted tickets to Luton Airport itself, not just half-way! If someone is ever travelling there - be careful when purchasing your tickets!!!! I´m really considering an angry letter! That´s what we do in Britain - complain about every little thing! About time I should do that! That´s how made I am (might make a sign :D)!

• Emma went first in line to the security check, I was appointed to another line on the other side, went through it pretty quickly - no drama :D although I had a bad feeling beforehand for some reason. Got my stuff and went near the exit, knowing Emma was ahead of me before started looking for her - she was still waiting in line for her check -.- not really sure if I was allowed to wait for her in that area I proceed a little further where I couldn´t see her anymore and waited... waited... our gate information popped on screen - stating it would open in 17 minutes, waited some more, saw a Lithuanian girl I met in France three years ago! small world, waited ... waited... started to worry... waited some more, worried some more, thinking all the bad things that could´ve happened and what should I do now... but luckily after abut 12 minutes she came, whooooh :D 

I will hopefully write another blog on how I love being home before new year + monthly playlist is about to be posted in a couple of days :D yay excitement :P

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

Let me outta here

So it's my second full day back home and guess what, I want back, been here, done that, can I please leave now???
Our journey with Jazz started on Wednesday, train at 5.30 pm to Birmingham, I have to say that for the first time, I couldn't wait the train to arrive, usually I enjoy train journeys here, but this time, time couldn't go any slower. In Birmingham our train to London was late, bcs of the heavy train traffic there or sth like that. On our way to London, we were later than promised after the late departure because there was an unhappy customer in Rugby...
Finally arrived to London, as Katherine, my friend in London didn't answer to my texts, we decided to go to St. Pancras train station to kill some time and look for the places to eat. Obviously the luggage hold was closed, so no eating somewhere else, as we didn't want to walk with our luggage. So we went to Costa, open 24/7 and sat there until Katherine answered and we left St. Pancras to meet her. managed to top up our oyster cards, found the right bus stop for Oxford Circus to alight for Piccadilly, where we were supposed to meet Kath. But we managed to miss Oxford circus stop, as it was not said, so we are sitting there, kinda obvious that we have missed it, I tell Jazz that let's go out in the next one, she says, no, it's dark and empty and so on, so we drive even further, until we get out and take another bus straight to Piccadilly. Oh, as my le bf is from London he was shocked that we are going to London at this time of the year and are so unorganised, as he said, we were asking to get raped. So in this bus someone indeed approached us, asking if I'm from Norway, luckily we got rid of him soon. And then there was another guy asking where we wanted to go, while we were waiting our Piccadilly bus, but didn't get raped, win :D Arrived to Piccadilly, waited for Kath, after meeting her waited for her bus to arrive, but our brilliant plan leaving our suitcases to hers didn't go that well, because she lives in Bromley, too far away to get our staff again before going to the airport. So we drove there 1,5h, saw where she lives and drove back 1,5h, what can I say, time well spent :D At least it was warm in the buses. Arrived to Trafalgar Square, saw the Christmas tree, and like Jazz's friend, who we met later said, this tree is like the ultimate troll from Norway, which is true, sorry, but our Christmas tree in Tallinn is better. While looking for the bus to St. Pancras we got our fair share of the night action, some kind of car accident, nothing special really.
We were lucky to discover that the first bus stop was the one we needed and the bus we needed was coming too, only to stop 20 metres before the stop, turned off the lights and driver started to read a newspaper, I was pretty furious there, because the whole time had been raining, so my feet were wet and it was cold, and waiting for the driver who reads the newspaper wasn't my favourite activity at this time. Finally, in the bus and on our way to St. Pancras, where we discovered that the luggage thing cost over 8 pounds, which was more than I wanted to spend for that, so we didn't left our suitcases there, pointless trip to there, as you can see. Oh well, tried to find somewhere to eat, including some I think Italian restaurant in the station, we even sat down, but didn't find anything to eat, so we did our awkward escape and decided just to go out and see what we can find. Ended up at Euston, in Britannia (if I remember right), the not pleasant thing about finding a decent place to eat around 9 in the morning is that all the places serve only breakfast, but all the beans and bacon mambo jambo doesn't appeal to me at all, sorry.
After eating we headed to the centre again, to do a little bit of shopping and not to fall asleep in Britannia. Met Jazz's friend, who lives in London and as she reads our blog then sorry, if I wasn't very sociable, the level of tiredness was quite high :D Anyway, we sat in a sushi restaurant, although I ordered take away, oops, but it was the cosiest option.
Again bus to St. Pancras, I bought my train tickets for January, people outside Wales never know wtf town it is where I want to go, so funny to spell it, because I usually freeze and can't spell it, so it takes always ages to get the right tickets.
Happily in train, one boy sat opposite Jazz, he ate his crisps, almost like in a trance, after finishing those he sat calmly some time and then all of a sudden started to play with my suitcase's zipper, as I watched him like 'are you serious???' until his mother noticed it and said something to him he stopped for a moment and then carried on until the parents asked him sit opposite to his mother.
After almost an hour we arrived to Luton, where we had to take the bus to the airport, bad surprise for Jazz, who had the ticket only to the Luton Parkway, not to the airport, Jazz was kinda upset to the lady who sold her the ticket, because it's obvious that she is a foreigner and why the hell she should go to Luton Parkway only??? 1,50 for the ticket and we got to the airport.
Everything as usual, only the security check for me was long, because of my tweezers, which are obviously very dangerous, the guy asked me to open one bag, then close another, put my suitcase through again, wasn't fun, but got through eventually.
After that nothing interesting, only one lady with four bags and the Ryanair staff said that she can have only one, no idea how she managed, but she was on the plane.
Almost 3 hours sleep and here we are now, eating good food and 'enjoying' snow :D Would prefer being under my duvet until the leaving day, but I guess it's not an option.

For me it's probably the last post this year... Merry Christmas to all our readers and see ya in 2013!!!

Ems

Double-Dinner

Our lovely Emma is now 21 years old :) Happy Birthday again and again and again :) In order to celebrate that joyous fact, me, Emma and Scarlet went to dine in Little Italy restaurant. Mmmmmm... omg they can cook :D At last a meal that you'll remember. The atmosphere of the restaurant was very nice, darkly lit with christmas decorations tastefully put up, not too much :) I finally got to eat an amazing lasagne in this country (tip for traveller's who are not familiar with cafés/pubs/restaurants in Britain: Wetherspoons, which should be in every town and city here, is horrible with food quality, basically they do not have a proper kitchen - they warm up pre-made food and then simply put it on your plate, they could at least mix it a bit so that I wouldn't see the box edges on the food, but if you like that sort of thing go ahead :) - I think it is too expensive for that kind of food). Emma and Scarlet both ordered pasta, I was so amazed by my meal that I don't even recall what they said about their food, but I am 100% sure, it wasn't anything negative ;)

Our waitress was lovely and funny, cudos for her :) But the other one, who cleaned up our table and gave us the bill wasn't that awesome... Nothing particularly negative, but she kinda made it obvious that she wanted us gone (sounds nastier in writing than it was in real life). We were just sitting there and enjoying the house wine - sorry, I can't down a glass of wine, yeah I'm still an amateur at drinking huge amounts of alcohol quickly, my bad and it wasn't like other customers had to wait for our table to open up or anything, there were a couple of free tables in the restaurant, so why not let us enjoy our first time there? We have to go back sometimes though :D Decent foooooooood! :D After that we went to Emma's and Scarlet's flat to indulge in the delicious cake they made earlier :) Thank You for that!

Our second big dinner experience was the very next day, when our Christmas meal with our work colleauges took place in Pier Brasserie, another decent restaurant in our little town (we do have a lot of pubs and cafés to be honest, and we must go to everyone of them at least once in our time here!). This was a proper three course meal. I started off with fish paté mmmm... I've forgotten how much I actually love fish. Then for the main course I had a pheasant - something new - so new that I actually had to translate it to know what it is :D It was quite alright, though the knife they gave us should've been more sharper 'cause my hand actually got tired from trying to cut the meat off the bones. But overall, I loved it. Dessert time: chocolate Yule log with cream. Mmmmm... chocolate... need I say more? Didn't think so.

After the meal the restaurant turned into a nightclub. Most of the people there were middle-aged women (a lot of the local shops had their christmas meals there too). I quess we were one of the few, if not only party with students, so a bit awkward, but hey, could've been worse. It was fun to see our bosses, who are 40/50 something men on the dance floor :D Overall a pretty decent night :)

Home soon!
Jazzz...

Stupid Neighbours

Firstly, my bedroom window has a view to a parking lot, yeah so awesome, then a house and on the other side of the street from that house, I can partly see another house, a door and three windows to be exact. And one of the lights from those three windows for the first month of the term was always on. I've positioned my bed exactly so I can look out the window and now that constant light is in my face the whole freaking time I'm trying to go to sleep: I do not like curtains for some reason, although they would make my life easier. But taking into account that I go to bed at around 2-3AM then why??? don't they turn off the light, I've seen someone in that room only twice, but the light was on every single night. Luckily for me, they realized that lights do not have to be on the whole night. Maybe that household was scared of the dark or something but I'm glad they've gotten over it and it's now so much easier to go to sleep for me.

Yesterday was the second Saturday in a row that I got woken up by people yelling at each other. Last Sat it was about cleaning their flat, mainly about dishes, yeah I do not normally hear anything like loud music or something like that, just doors opening and closing and footsteps occasionally, but when they were full on shouting it woke me up! Mainly because the girl has a really high-pitched voice, I honestly thought that glasses in their flat were going to break because of it. But the cause of the fight made me snicker and reminded me of my flat last year when my flatmates only cleaned before the inspections. The fight lasted a really long time too now that I recall it, probably got everything out of their chests.

This Saturday I realized that they are a couple, because now the guy was shouting at the girl something along the lines that he didn't do it! Whatever it is. Hilarious, sorry, I'm a bit mean. For some reason I got out of bed to hear where they are. Upstairs neighbours then and I think they were on top of my flatmates room. Then I opened my front door to the hallway and omg you could hear everything they were saying perfectly from there. But unfortunately someone came at that exact moment and to avoid an awkward situation, I closed my door. The fight was over soon anyway.

OMG I just now made the connection: The night before the last fight - the night between Fri and Sat, someone was trying to get into the hallway buzzing random flats at around 4AM or smth. I could hear someone elses buzzer go off for a sec, then ours, the other one longer, ours longer, the other one 4 times in a row, ours the same after. Obviously I do not give enough fucks to get out of my comfy bed to see who it is, especially if I can hear that our buzzer isn't the only one he/she's buzzing. My flatmate on the other hand is nice and went to see what's happening. The next day she told me that it was some drunk guy, who'd apparently forgotten his keys then and the girl wouldn't let him in - that's the upstairs flat that had a fight about a night out the morning after! HAHAHAHAAAAA

The End
Jazzz...

Mid-Uni crisis

As Ems quite accurately pointed out, after our exams in January, half of our undergraduate degree is done (I'll just not count the year abroad for me here, for arguments sake). And what have I gained from it?

• Well I think my English is better than before. 
• Ummm... long pause to think. 
• I know that essays aren't as easy to write as in Estonia, because you practically have to find a reference to every sentence or it is plagiarism. You do not have your own ideas or viewpoints. There is always someone else who said the same thing and if there isn't you probably did not look very hard. 
• France is the number one tourism country in the world! yay, but the third when it comes to earning money from tourism. 
• Dolphins rape each other. (I'll elaborate on that and other just plainly weird facts I've gathered while dying in a lecture on another post, sry guys). 
• You can still get a pretty decent mark (2:1) for the exam if you start studying the day before. WHAT?
• Another long pause...

That's pretty much it, besides all the little facts that I've gathered on different subjects. Kind of sad, I think. Makes me think what's the point of paying them 3 thousand a year if all they do is provide me with suggestions of what books to read (today was the first time I loaned a book from the library this year, and it was for Emma -.-), make me do essays and exams. Yes, I admit, I'm not the hardest working student, but I like to say that I'm as lazy as I'm allowed to be. I've just lost motivation to do stuff for some reason... And I'm studying the area that I chose, that I was interesting in, yes, it is a little more businessy than I had expected, but having business knowledge is not bad at all, but they have managed to kill every yearning for knowledge in me. And I've let them. (I don't know who they are)

To sum up, my main point is: are the only things I'm getting from this uni a diploma and a chance to write it in my cv? (yeah yeah extracurricular work is important and blablahblah but I honestly do not care for the societies here etc.). Is that it really? And it's just not me, who says that this uni isn't challenging enough, or not just my course. The people who seem to be happy with what they do and do not complain as often as others are the ones doing science or criminology usually. To be fair, I have to admit I'm just waiting for life to happen, but instead it seems to be passing by...

Anyway home soon :) yay :D
Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

'Crap' music time

The song I have been listening the past few days over and over again. 

And all the other favourites:

And something really old :)

Ems 

Gangnam style

Was working on Wednesday, wasn't feeling very good and in addition to that, had loads of reading to do for Thursday's seminars. But my love le bf had a friend coming down and he wanted me to meet him. Didn't want to be rude, so I thought I'll go for like an hour, so I have seen him, but haven't wasted my whole night. Arrived to the club, met his friend, who was really nice, but then there was a couple dressed like Mexicans, heard sth about that they are le bf's ex's friends, but thought that why would they hang out together, so forgot it right away. But oh boy, this girl was nosy, 'where are you from, how's it to be with le bf, what are you studying, and so on and on and on, I felt like I have commited a crime and now I'm being interrogated. But then teh comment that 'how old are you, you look so young?' And to my answer that I'll be turning 21 in two weeks time she replied that she is 22 and 21 was the best year in her life. But bitch please, 22 is not so much older than 21. Oh and then the next pearl, 'Did le bf tell you that he has a child?' That's a shame that at that time it didn't come into my mind to say: 'No way, he didn't' or sth like that, I would loved to see her face :D But our night continued with her dancing gangnam style in front of me and asking me to join her, hell to the no. Le bf told that he hasn't seen me so scared in his life. I guess I was surprised, for a start all the questions, then the dancing and I found it all very weird, talking to a girl who has a huge black moustache, I just wanted someone to save me, turned to le bf for a moment and the girl managed to poke me in the face, luckily didn't poke me in the eye. My overall feeling was like a zoo animal, people watching me,  hopefully I don't have to meet any friends any time soon :D Then our night continued with dancing, I'm not even going there, me alone with two guys on the dancefloor, le bf managed to disappear occasionally, so I was there with the friend, both feeling awkward. At some point the song 'Rockin' all over the world' was on and le bf went crazy with his friend, I just stood there watching them dancing. Apparently this song was played when some club won....can't really remember, because we went out so that he could explain it, but it was cold and my only thougtht was getting back in, sorry. And as we were there, a girl asked us for a fag, le bf had, cause he used to smoke. I went back in, but as they didn't fallow I went back after a few minutes waiting and there they were all smoking, but as le bf knows that I don't like smoking at all he tried to hide it, lol. Not very successfully, so he throw it away after I told that whats the point hiding it, I saw it right away :D But just to let you know, I'm not controlling or sth, I didn't ask him to stop, I only said that I don't like smoking. And that's about it, was there obviously more than an hour, but still did my reading :)

Ems

British bureaucracy vol. 2

Waiting my Internet for almost two months wasn't obviously enough, my adventure with British bureaucracy continues.

As you all know, when I started working in August I lived with Jazz, so basically our manager put her address down as mine too, but heard the house number wrong, if I remember right and didn't correct it. And as I started to get paid it appeared that I'm paying much more tax than Jazz, who is working more, so that didn't make any sense. Asked the manager to get me the application for paying les tax, but he forgot it, but after last time, when I had to pay a lot of tax I asked someone else and found out that we have some kind of tax office where I can go and they will fix it. So went there on Monday, and the lady  was kinda sassy and asked how do I know that I pay too much tax etc, well I obviously do, if I pay more than Jazz, who works more and earns more, but pays less. So she asked my tax number, didn't know that, so she gave me a number where to call or said that I can come back. Went home to get my payslip, which apparently had none of the tax numbers she said I might have, went back there only to call to the number, because I didn't  want to waste my money on that, knowing how long these phone calls usually take. But as you may have figured out by now, I answered my security questions (address, postcode etc) wrong, because they had this random address, not my new one, so I had freakin' no idea, what the right answer was, and all I was thinking there while calling was: 'Fuck the manager, fuck the manager, how the hell I'm gonna fix this thing now, fuck him'. Ended the call and the lady there said that she can make an appointment to see someone in the office. Luckily the lady, who was dealing with the tax issues had no appointments so she said that she can do it straight away, yaay. And there we go again with the same security questions, I DO NOT KNOW THEM, otherwise I would have done all this crap over the phone, but in person she skipped them after I told that I don't know. At least I got it sorted, so all good in the end, woop woop, will get my tax back on the next payday.
But I'm just amazed how no one didn't ask my ID or sth, it's just weird how address is so important here.

And as I started with the internet I shall say that I have to restart it ridiculously often, bcs the connection just disappears, so just looking forward the day we have to call there to complain, wonder which security questions they are going to ask :D

Ems

Story of my life -.-

So, my uni-life in the sense of studying has been quite empty to be honest and I know it's mostly my fault, because I should be constantly keeping myself busy reading journals about my are of interest (tourism that is) and doing exercises on-line in my own time and choosing to improve my french language skills. Surprise-surprise I'm as lazy as I'm allowed to be, meaning that any extra work is for "tomorrow" (whenever that is). Yes I am a bit ashamed of myself. But I can't help it for example today, my first day off in a week and I positively thought that I would now properly get started with my business plan (due on Monday - relax, I've done some research - not much though). Yeah well it's now 6 o'clock in the evening and do you think I've started yet. No. Whyyyyyy? - Question to myself. So what did I do all day? Nothing, especially when I got up rather early (for me) 11AM, without an alarm - now that's an achievement that I'm proud of :D

The thing I initially wanted to say was that the two weeks (the current one and the next) are just hell. Test in 1)French grammar, 2) French listening, 3) Translation French to English, 4) Translation in the Language of Business about the wine industry French to English, 5)Oral presentation about the wine industry of France, 6) Essay about the wine industry of France to write in French and in class -omfg, 7) 2500 words Business Plan in Adventure Tourism + 30 hours of work a week. That's roughly 3/4 of the overall assignments and stuff that I have to do this semester, all cramped into two weeks. Great. The irony here is that once I've gotten through these two weeks of intense learning (for me, for others it might be normal workload), my hours at work will be cut back too, because of budget issues etc. So yeah, I have to do everything at once and then I'll have nothing to do for two weeks before I go home.

Happy times.
I promise I'll start my business plan now :D
Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

I'm so interested in my course that...

...I have an essay due to Monday and guess what, I still haven't started, because I have no interest at all. I'm probably the best time waster ever, it's just everything becomes more important when you have to write an essay.
That's all I wanted to say.

Ems

Stupid thoughts

Another post about an amusement park ride. What can I say - I just love them.

A small amusement park or fair or whatever their actual name is came to town again this year. I remember last year, I was the forever alone dudette, who had to go there alone to take pictures and look at all the people having fun. Needless to say, I didn't even think about going on an ride - mostly because I'm cheap and think that the rides are ridiculously expensive. But this year was different. Ruby called me late at night - around 9-10pm- and said that she could see the lights of the fair from her window and that we should go check it out. At first we were just walking around and admiring the rides. But then Maddie joined us and Ruby urged us to go to the scariest ride. She even paid for us. Thank you so much! :) And said that she'll get the adrenaline rush by simply watching us, because she's not a big fan of rides.

So the ride was the kind that only has 8 seats, 4 at the bottom and 4 on top separated by a big pole eg. when it's time to swap people, at the end and the beginning, 4 seats are on the ground and the other 4 are basically stuck up high, just hanging there until the pole starts to rotate and the ones who were up before are now on the ground and vice versa. (Before we even considered going on the ride, we saw people hanging there for a long time - since there wasn't many people wanting to go on the ride probably - it was late ok? but htey were there for like 5 minutes just hanging in the sky, waiting for the ride to commence, scary).  I hope you understand how the ride works, if not I'm sorry, my description is bad and I should feel bad.

Back to our experience then. Got into our seats and the guy came to make sure that we are secure but there was some miscommunication between him and the guy controlling the ride from the booth. I started to panic because all that time he was meddling with  Maddies seat and I could just see it in my head that he'd forget about me :D I don't know why I have to think thoughts like that and make myself panic even more. Don't worry he didn't forget about me. So we both were secure in our seats and the pole started turning taking us up in the sky. Now the seats twirled as well, making us face the ground while raising hire and hire up. That was the moment I instantly started regretting the decision to go on the ride. I try to stay positive but what if the seat really isn't that secure and for some reason opens and I will fall. It was freaking high up as well, not some child's play! A serious altitude. And it was dark! so the only thing we could see were the lights on the ground. To calm ourselves down we started pointing to the lights we recognised - like Morrisons or McD :D But when you constantly have the idea of falling down (most probably to your death) you really don't want to point. Instead I was trying to place my hands in a manner that if something were to happen with the seat I would be able to hold on to something for some time and not fall instantly. Yes I'm that kind of a weirdo.
We could see the others on the ground swapping around and I wanted to shout to them Hurry the f up!!! I can't be here any longer + I have some weird issues with the fear of heights. I kind of are afraid but at the same time I can logically calm myself down and not get panic attacks because of being high up anymore. But in that situation I was like:"oh god oh god oh god freaking run you bastards down there (who ended their rides and the ones who were just starting theirs) oh god oh god So Twilight part 2, how did you like it (Maddie just came from the cinema + she didn't answer :D) oh god I'm going to die" - pretty much sums up my time in hanging in the air. Not the most comfortable moments of my life but thankfully it was over in a few minutes and the ride began swirling and twirling. It was a lot of fun! I don't think I've ever held on to my seat with all of my body like I did then, because it was dark and our seats were twirling as well, there was a point we were upside down and didn't see practically anything but darkness around us, that made us think were the hell are we ahhhh yeah on a ride duh! :D I think we made like 10 full circles or so. I don't think I've ever been that physically tired and shaking all over the body, because my muscles were working full power just to hold on to the seat, after an amusement park ride and I've been to quite a few of them. This was definitely one of the best rides ever!

The end!
Jazzz...

Dating

It seems that I can't go home before I have posted something (Jazzz is soooo demanding) so I should better get started.

And as there is nothing interesting in my life going on, I'm going to write about my two previous dates.

First one was to Chester zoo, because I might be a little bit obsessed with giraffes so le bf decided to take me there. 2,5h drive to Chester was great, slept most of it as I didn't sleep not a single hour in the night before, because I wrote my team report (uni, always in the way of living my life :D), anyway I regret sleeping so much, because Welsh nature is really nice, but I will do the 'staring out from the window' bit next time then. Saw all the usual animals (didn't really care about them) and finally my giraffes and although le bf says they are weird then I don't care, they are so lovely, could have stayed there the whole day just to watch them. They even had a baby giraffe, even more cute. Luckily found our way back home although le bf was joking that he has no idea how we can get back. Our roadtrip was really good, I always enjoy being in a car, because I'm so used to iusing a car as a way of travelling back home but can't do it here, so driving fast on a motorway was probably the second best thing after seeing giraffes.

And then my second date (third over all, haven't written about the very first one). This one wasn't really planned, I wanted to go out and as I'm the forever alone one, no friends who wanted to go out with me I had to go with le bf and his friend and the friend's flatmate, who luckily was a girl, not that I have something against the guys, but three guys would have been more than I can handle. Did quite much predrinking at home with Scarlet, Baileys coctails as usual, I just love them. Finally got the text from le bf that they will be in the club soon so I left home and arrived there before them and discovered that I missed the dance battle, shame on me, if I would have known that it is on this night I would have gone there way much earlier instead of wasting time at home. Hopefully next time then. At least I met some of the last year flatmates, did some catching up until le bf arrived, introduced me to the friend's flatmate whose first reaction was 'You are wearing shoes and I was like, so? And she was: 'Le bf told me that you wouldn't'. Men, never trust them. Oh well, she was wearing converses and le bf explained that he said I won't be wearing shoes because I have never wore shoes, what can I say, he definitely got that one wrong :D He was speechless beause of my appearance, win. A little bit of communicating with his friend and then suddenly the club's photographer came and wanted to take a picture of us, but the people who know me know that I hate it, I always 'run' away and did the same this time. And then the flatmate came after 'why you didn't want a picture with us, you are so beautiful, why you ran away etc' and I'm like 'I hate being in pictures if they will be put up somewhere after, big no no'. So nothing personal. Although le bf managed to hold me the next time when the photographer approached us, so there is one pic, where I succeeded to hide my face, so it seems like le bf is killing me :D The nght went on, le bf even asked the DJ for a song, so lovely and kissed me when it was playing but of course next to last year flatmates, who saw us and were jumping around like crazy, I have a bf, big deal, but I guess it is then.
Just to let you know, I'm home, Jazzz throw me out as it was half 3 already :D
So at some point all 4 of us were off to the dance floor where the flatmate and I soon realised that 'we don't know these two guys' because they can't dance and to prove the point we escaped to the other sde of the dance floor.
I guess this is it for this time.

Ems

Movie thrills

In my first year of living in the UK, I've been to a movie (is movie an american-english word for a film? well, I'm going to use it anyway :P) theatre exactly 5 times + the few films I've watched at the Union, which is basically just a big screen in a big hall - nothing fancy nor great quality.

Starting with my first and possibly most shocking cinema experience. Me and Ruby went to see the Hunger Games. Got there and joined the queue, stood there about 5 minutes until we realised that it was the queue to buy snacks and refreshments. Oops, we hadn't noticed that you had to go through another door to buy tickets. Luckily, there wasn't a queue there and we got in quickly. Chose our seats - cinemas here are really on a first come first served basis - you can't pre-book specific seats, though you can pre-book tickets. The cinema is an old theatre turned into a movie theatre, a family business :) They still have those big red theatre curtains that needed to be opened to reveal the screen. The first time there wasn't any sound to the picture, so the curtains were closed again for a couple of minutes. Then they showed about 15 minutes of commercials, now, since I don't have a TV and therefore do not see the annoying ads all the time it's even kinda nice to look at them, some are funny, some confusing, but honestly I don't mind if I see them only 5 times a year or so :D. Then they closed the curtains again. I made a sarcastic joke to Ruby that that's it folks, time to go home now :D But to our big surprise they actually turned the lights back on and people started to get up from their seats, we just looked around like wtf is happening, I was only joking!

The reason for it became clear in the next few seconds: next to the screen was a stall, where they sell candy, refreshments and ice-cream. What? Who eats ice-cream at a cinema? You'll get it everywhere! On the seats, on the carpet, on your neighbour etc. That lasted for another quarter of an hour, which means that the film started half an hour later than announced, why oh why can't they sell all that stuff before the movie starts? And start the movie on time. As I learned from that, there is no need to rush to the film and you can be easily quarter of an hour late for the official start time and not miss anything -.- But as I learned from my Welsh friend that this phenomenon is rare and only in small cinemas like this one. I guess they earn more money of it.

About a week ago I went to the small town cinema to prebook tickets. I wasn't sure if it is open during daytime and decided to just walk past it, just to check. Turns out the doors were open but I didn't have any money on me. So had to go back to the atm machine and then back to the cinema - hopefully no one noticed me crossing that street three times. Finally got there, walked in, no one at the counter, but next to it was their office door which was open and a man shouted out Hi! Can I help. I'm like omg is he like the owner or something. So I asked if I could pre-book tickets and I could. For that he gave me a piece off paper with my name, film title, time and how many seats on it. The catch is that the paper form was previously filled for someone else and he just crossed out the previous information which seems a bit dodgy but hey, who am I to complain, If they'll accept it on the night everything's fine. And so they did, they had the smallest cinema tickets that I have ever seen put aside for me in an envelope with my name on it. How cute are small town cinemas :)

 So let's talk about the newest film that everyone is going crazy about - ok not everyone, Emma hasn't seen any of the saga's films (not to mention HP, Pirates of the Caribbean). Guessed what I'm talking about? Of course Twilight Saga Breaking Dawn Part 2. OMG probably the best movie experience I've had in the past couple of years. I'm not even joking. And I'm not a big fan, yes I've read the books and I like them but the movies have been rubbish, so sorry but they have and I don't even know why. Their quality and the way the actors act is just weird... That was the case with this one too, no surprises there, but the surprise came with the storyline twist. I knew beforehand that they've changed the ending a bit and a fight would occur but whoah wtf? I almost cried! The characters who, for some reason, are in my heart for five years now! I was shocked and so was the entire cinema.

The biggest difference in a movie experience must be the audience in the cinema with you. Back home, everyone's quiet minding their own business :D keeping emotions mostly to themselves. Here, when someone doesn't like anything everyone else knows about it and there have been quite a few times when I'm just angrily muttering to myself stfu. But maybe that's just a cultural difference and I'll get used to it. But talking about the last film I went to see (yes, it was twilight). When the actors name's were announced on the screen people cheered for their favourites, which was a bit odd (for me). I think team Edward and team Jacob were neck in neck. Then when the epic battle took place people actually cheered when a bad guy died. Wow, it's just a fictional jeesh :D

The End
Jazzz...

Hallelujah

The wait is finally over and I have internet at home now. Today was the day when the engineer was supposed to come and he did around 11, did something in Scarlet's room for 5 minutes, then we had our landlord coming in to show him the phone line and then they all left...and we are sitting in the kitchen and waiting for the engineer to return...time passes...nothing...more evil jokes about him probably having lunch instead of doing useful stuff...we get bored in the kitchen and move to our rooms, I read Cosmoplitan and text to Liz just to waste time and casually complain about the stuation, I even managed to fall asleep and then 2 hours later the engineer returned. Was about time I would say. He said that he had to connect our line somewhere on the other side of the road, weird, but hey, we are still in the UK and the systems in here can surprise every day. Did his stuff, which took like 10 minutes and seeing our happinees told that he can turn off the connection, what a meanie. Anyway, happy end and I feel like a happy puppy I don't even know what to to, so used to having no internet that I can't remember which pages I used to visit every day or where should I start watching my Revenge, New Girl or Home and Away episodes. And my eyes got tired after the first hour, but I'm not complaining :D Although I have to say that people can get used to everything and living without the Internet is possible, but you know what you have missed if you finally get it.

Ems

Fireworks

Remember, remember the 5th of November.
Here in the UK, 5th of November is Bonfire night. The day that Guy Fawkes tried to blow up the House of Lords is now ironically (in my opinion) celebrated by blowing shit up in the sky, commonly referred to as fireworks. After learning that the town is putting on an event for that day I vowed to myself that this year I will not miss the fireworks (I don't really know what I did last year at the time but I didn't see any fireworks anywhere). Since the firework display was supposed to start at 8pm, we decided (me, Ruby and Scarlet) to meet up quarter to in town to all walk up the Constitution Hill together, to get a better look at the town and fireworks.

Guess who arrived at the meet-up point first. Me :D and I was freaking out a bit if we'll make it to the top of the hill because someone (Ruby) was late. She made the mistake of calling me before arriving and I basically shouted at her: run forest run! We made it up just in time. Not sure where the fireworks were going to be exactly, there was a chance that another mountain would be blocking the view. That would've been awesome. Not :D 8 o'clock. Nothing but an odd few small fireworks here and there. We waited and waited, the possibility that it really was happening behind that other mountain was getting more real by the minute :D Although the common sense in us assured us that if that was the case, we would at least hear it. Lets say ten minutes past or so the show began. It started quite mildly, not something spectacular but grew into a pretty decent one :) yay. About half way through the show we grew tired of it already. Not that it was bad, they even had hearts in the sky, or so I heard, for some reason at that moment I looked at something else, way to go Jazzz... :D, but we left early partly because we wanted to get down from that hill before the masses started moving and partly because, I and apparently the others as well have the attention spawn of a three year old.

Coming down was an adventure itself because of the projector light directed at the hill so that people wouldn't fall down actually made things worse. The light dazzled us and made the road harder to see or to be honest we didn't see anything at all. So we came down in single file constantly shouting Step! Step! Step! when there were steps, and there were a lot of them. Thankfully, we made it safely to the ground :D And half the time we were walking home the banging of the fireworks echoed in the air.Sounded like it was pretty nice and grande :D Very impressive for such a small town ;)

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

Just wanted to add AMEN to the end of Jazz's post.

Although it seems that I have finally mastered the IT art, at least for now, fingers crossed :)

Ems

IT problems

Just to warn you in advance, this is going to be a negative post full of whining :D
This is about our lovely university IT facilities, rare are the days when I can easily find a computer to use when I have a couple of hours of break between lectures and after deciding to spend some time in the internet, whether to just surf or actually do some uni related work. Some pearls from the last couple of weeks then:

• Last Monday the computer rooms were incredibly busy and after literally ten minutes of lurking in the library, finally managed to find a computer that was working and not in use. Started to log in. There are currently no log on servers to service the log on request. Da fak? Typed my credentials in five more times until the Welcome screen appeared. Hallelujah :D Took off my coat and stuff I needed to do. Again the previous message saying basically tüng värdjas! - I´m so sorry but translating that phrase would take away it's funny meaning :D so 30 tries, memorising the keyboard to enter my impossibru password, 3 Welcome screens later I gave up, muttered ugly words under my breath and stormed out to find the impossible, another free computer that freaking works! I did not succeed that day.
• On Tuesdays I usually have a two hour break and since I want to eat something I go to the Rosser Lounge computer room, which is usually fairly empty at 11 o'clock. Well not last Tuesday. My favorite computer was taken (the only one with some privacy: screen to the wall, not that I'm doing anything embarrasing there, but still, the one that I can listen music with, because with other computers I can't find the one that is actually attached to the screen I'm using, thanks for making everything complicated). Sat down to another one, took ages to get the screen to light up but the keyboard wasn't working just awesome. What have I done to deserve this? Luckily the computer next to that one was free and working. Win! kind of :D
• Talking about keyboards, certain letters on certain keyboards do not work and I always have to press them ten times to get the letter I want! People, just please, do not kill the keyboards! I once sat next to a boy who was practically raping the keyboard. I was scared that his fingers, which were moving with such force and speed would literally go through the keyboard and start hitting the table. Honestly I have never ever seen anyone typing like that. I'm not lying, at first I stopped everything I was doing and just looked at him for a minute with my jaw to the ground :D then I rolled my eyes saying OH MY GOD what is wrong with you in my head :D
• At the start of this term we had to change our password, probably will have to do it every year. F-ing great! Coming up with the first one was a nightmare because it can't consist of any words in any language. Ok finally managed to get one that I can actually remember. Now the second one can't be too similar to the previous one + the other stupid rules. Tried changing it up in the library with the IT guy like 10 times when I gave up and said give me a random one for now, I'll change it at home! :D 
• Of course, after changing the password you can't connect to the university internet anymore, my transition was the easiest for some reason, it just asked me to put in my new credentials and register my laptop again. Ruby's laptop connected to the internet automatically but since the password changed she couldn't actually use it. Between the two of us we got it working. Yay :D Ems transition though was the worst :D LOL, because she went to the IT guy, who is usually very smart and able to help, but now for some reason failed to see the problem (even I knew how to fix it!), asking her if she remembered her password correctly and is she sure about it etc. YES for god's sake! And finally managed to connect her laptop to some guest network, whatever that is, and as far as I know, she still has problems with it occasionally.

I think that's it for now.

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

Halloween!

Here, Halloween is a week long theme and I'm not talking about just shop decorations etc. Different events on different days, people dressing up every day. Actually they do the last thing pretty often anyway, so I can't blame the commercialization of Halloween on it :( crap... but still, the last week the costumes have been zombified! :D

Starting with Monday then: Fright Night at the Union a.k.a. horror movies for freeeeeeee - I just love free stuff :D who wouldn't? So we went to see the Exorcist, funnily enough a couple of weeks ago, me and Rebecca had just watched friday the 13th and after that shitloads of horror movie trailers, including the exorcist. Oh the scene where the little girl came down the stairs omfg. Highlight of the movie according to the two of us :D Imagine our disappointment, and arguments during the movie that the scene might have been in a different movie, when that scene was cut out :( It was the re-released version or whatever. But it's the second time I've gotten a totally western movie-experience. Meaning that when the first freaky scene, where the child (sorry, can't remember her name) was in her bed while it was shaking etc. Suddenly the lights were turned on. I was like, jeesh it isn't that scary you know. Then I noticed staff running around and talking into their earpieces. There was some commotion at the back and whispers were that someone had passed out. Was the movie really that scary? There were those moments when everyone was quietly staring at the screen and after that horrific tense scene had ended, everyone just relaxed and a general smalltalk began. I was staring around and screaming in my head STFU STFU! :D I miss cinemas at home, where most people can keep their emotions to themselves during the movie :D

Wednesday night was the actual Halloween night and oh was it busy at work. I loved it! :D I haven't ran around in the shop thinking I need to do this and this and that in a long time... Ems already said a bit about age checking people in costumes. Well my first customer who needed to be id-d was a ghost. He had a sheet on his head with only eyes cut out and all I could think about was: "please, have clothes on under there, because I'm going to have to ask you to take the sheet off! just please!!" Luckily it was him who made the first move (:D) and reassured me: "don't worry I'll take the sheet off" and he got his cigarets or alcohol ( I'm not a stalker and don't usually remember what people buy ok?) The second pearl of the day: :D There is one guy, who comes to our store regularly and is pretty hot to say the least :D I got the honour of serving him on Halloween. He was dressed as the Hulk, so no shirt :D yeah, nice abs dude :D His friend was a bit drunk and said he loved him (as a friend! :D ) etc and at some point asked me if he (the hottie) was a beautiful man. Awkward ;D Didn't blush though so win! :D

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

I look like a 70s ... star

That's exactly (ok, not exactly, but I think the missing word might be a little bit too much to write it down, so I let your imagination do the work and create all these possible opportunities) the text I received today after my le bf had his hair cut and apparently has a moustache now. I can't possibly tell you how scared I am to see him today, because first of all, he said that they cut his hair shorter than he wanted and I'm not even going to say anything about moustache, I just don't like   it. But we'll see, if I don't like it and as he said, he will have it for a month, then it's going to be a very very busy month for me in uni, no time for him :D

And about Jazz getting lost, had the same thing yesterday morning, I was in front of the right lecture hall, but looked in and didn't see any familiar faces and let's say, I also panicked, because it was the 10 am lecture so I wasn't really awake yet, texted to Liz and it was the right room, I just didn't see Liz.

I know I had something else to tell you, but can't remeber it atm, sorry.

Oh yeah, now I know what I wanted to write about. I was working yesterday and well, I don't like Halloween, all the dressing up and etc, so I was 'lucky' to work and ID all those people with their costumes on or the painted faces and freaky contactlenses, pure fun I have to say. Wasn't too bad actually, although keeping my poker face while people were looking for their ID's from their shoes or trousers was quite difficult, but I managed.

One more thing, I just love Liz. Always fun to be with. She has told me many times about a hot guy in one of our modules so I told her that I want to see this guy and we even had a secret non-english word for that occasion. And today in lecture I suddenly notice that Liz is drawing the lecture hall seating plan  and I was like, wtf are you doing? But, as you probably figured out, she wanted me to see the hottie. i did and well, I know that guy, lived in my hall last year and overall, he recognizes me, but I didn't know his name... so what do you do to find out? Obviously instead of listening and making notes about the lecture you start the biggest FB stalk in recent weeks to find out who he is. And well, I succeeded big time, found the guy. I was just surprised taht Liz hadn't notice him last year because I spotted him already then. After my excellent stalk Liz thought I should find the guy with the nicest and biggest blue eyes ever, I have a crush with someone's eyes, because those eyes are really like ocean where you can sail or sth else poetic. Anyway, after the stalk session instead of warfare we went to library as I needed to wine about my wifi connection and obviously in order not to be bored while waiting we played a little game, which was basically rating all the guys who were walking pass, had so much fun, although didn't see many good looking lads, sad :( at least we were lucky to rest our eyes on the hottie who also came to library. That's about all you need to know about my adventures with Liz so far...but I'm sure there's more to come.

PS! 15 days until I get the Internet

Ems

Did I get lost or what?

Woke up early on a Monday morning, got myself ready to go to my 10AM tourism lecture. Arrived there a couple of minutes before the lecture had started. Luckily the lecture room has a glass door, so before entering, I could see who are in there. To my biggest surprise, the guys sitting at the tables were not the ones I usually have classes with, as we only have two guys on my course :P So after checking the room number like a million times I started panicking: was our lecture cancelled? Did they change the room and I forgot to check my e-mail in time? After establishing that I was indeed in front of the  right room, where our lectures for the past 4 weeks had taken place in, I decided to wait in the corridor, maybe someone else from my course will come. That lasted for a minute. Yes I'm easily bored :D. So finally I decided to send Rebecca a text: "Where are you guys, did I get lost?" :D Because honestly, that was the only reasonable explanation: I had gone to the wrong room for some strange reason...

Immediately I got a text back: Did you turn the clock?? :D :D and that she's home. Sudden realization came to me. As you may remember, a couple of posts ago I was bragging how I managed to go to work on time on Sunday, well that was because my laptop turned the clock back automatically, and being at work the whole day, didn't pay much attention to my phone. Big mistake. No one had turned the clock on my phone an hour back :( So I had freaking walked up the hill an hour early. Crap is all I have to say.

Now that I can recall, I've done it at least once more in the past. A couple of years ago. We (the club of geniuses :D LOL my dear EMO, do you have a better translation?) were supposed to go to a trip to Stockholm and of course it was on the day we had to turn our clocks back -.- Guess what? I didn't for some reason and arrived at the meeting point an hour early :D And our meeting point was Balti Jaam, freaking great is spending an hour there, do you, who do not know what that place is like, all I have to say is that homeless and often drunk people are numerous in that market place - yeah a weird sentence. I'm going slightly insane here, my apologies.

But the upside to my current failure was that I haven't done my homework :D Oh come on, I rarely do my homework so no judging! And had a whole hour to do it now ouyeah! :D

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

Phantom friends

So a couple of days ago Ems bf was refereeing a football match. While giving a warning to one of the footballers, because he had done something wrong obviously, the said footballer turned to him and said: "You can't give me a warning. I know Emma and I know that she's your girlfriend!" A warning was still given but wtf? who would say that in a middle of a football match, what does it matter who's dating who? But the weirdest part is, that Emma doesn't know know anyone who plays football... So who was it? Because that person had to see them together in order to recognise the bf instantly, but Ems and her bf haven't really been that public with their relationships yet... Oh gossip, gossip, gossip... He always says that people talk about them, but really, what is there to talk about that much? Or is it another cultural issue, that the brits here talk and talk and talk and basically get to nowhere, saying the same thing in different words...

But my phantom-friend then :D On the Sunday evening, while standing in front of my door and texting, 3 guys went by and one of them called out my name. Automatically, I turned around and shouted Hi! but since it was so dark and he was wearing a hood, I did not recognise him. Neither did I recognise his voice. But the odd thing is that he pronounced my name as it should be pronounced, so it wasn't some random creepy guy who has seen me at work and read my name tag, but someone who should actually know me. I hate it when people recognise me and I don't recognise them. Why oh why :D I want to know who it was! I honestly can't think of anyone.. and trust me I don't know that many people, that I'd forget them, for some reason I have the perfect memory for names and faces :P

A weekly dose of mystery for y'all :)

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

May I panic now???

So, yesterday was an usual Sunday, woke up around 1pm, went to work at 3pm (yes, I knew that the clock had to be turned back and my laptop does it automatically :) so I didn't go there an hour early). For a Sunday night shift, there was quite a lot to do :) yay, no sitting around and moping on how I do not need 2 extra people working on Sundays with me! :D So 11pm came rather quickly, time to close the shop. Checked that everything inside was done, turned off the light, set the alarm and locked the bottom lock of the front door. Time to push the button for the shutter to come down, pushed it once, twice, third time... WHY ISN'T IT COMING DOWN??? omg omg omg, unlocked, the door, the alarm hadn't gone fully on yet, checked that there isn't anything in the way of the shutter, tried pushing the button again, still not working. Fcuk... You know when you panic your brain goes to hypermode and pretty much your whole life flashes before your eyes (okay, it wasn't that bad :D), but yeah I imagined that now I have to wait for the security company to come (I read it somewhere, that if something goes wrong you have to wait in a safe place for the security company :D). After a couple of seconds of panicking and thinking what did I do wrong, it suddenly came to me HEUREKA! :D I'd forgotten to switch the shutter sensor or whatever on and that's why it didn't work. Ok so by that time the alarm had been fully set and as soon as I opened the door it went off, another panicking moment, how can I turn it off. The earpiercing sound of it didn't help at all at the time, obviously. Finally got it to shut up. Turned the switch on, set the alarm again, let the shutter down and with very-very shaky hands, locked the door. Every moment expecting a police car or the security company car, or at least a text from my boss demanding wtf did u do??? :D (yeah texting constantly to someone is in fashion here :D kinda annoying if you ask me) but nothing happened. The shop had been closed properly now, or so I hope :D No major damages :P Fortunately I won't be seeing my boss for a few days now, so he won't get the chance to yell at me :D (I don't think he would though, he's nice :) :D)
All is well that ends well ;)

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

All the craziness

I have been in a relationship for one month now and it's time to tell you about the crazy ex :D

To make it clear my le bf lives wiht his ex and their child, yeah, I know, sounds complicated and obviously it is. Starting from the fact that ex changes constantly her mind about if le bf can see his child or pick him up, because one day he can see him but on the next when she is upset he can't, ridiculous. Then the sleeping arrangements, if he is not home, she sleeps in his bed, so yesterday I said to him that he can stay over but he went home because ex wanted to know by 9.30 if he is coming or not, so basically, they are not sleeping together but kinda share the bed.  A couple of weeks ago, when ex started to ask questions about me and wanted to see my picture I was freaked out, to say the least, because the stories I have heard, let's just say that we wont be a big happy family playing with their son in the park :D So she saw my picture and cryed because she thinks I'm more beautiful than her etc. Some days after the picture incident I was working and guess who came to the store, oh yeah, I saw only her back and the trolley but as she saw me, she turned around straight away and left, because she has this idea that I can't see their baby. Some days ago le bf told me that the ex is upset because he is not cheating on me and she told that she doesn't have anything against me but still he being with someone else is an issue. And the most recent thing: le bf had a social on Wednesday and he looked good and then obviously ex started to bitch about it and begged him to move out because of what he is doing to her and their son, don''t know what it is though. Not even going to write about the constant texting at some nights just to make a problem and make him feel crap.

Uni is great, I think. Had my first presentation about Iranian foreign policy yesterday. I and L. did good, but for others, 2 minutes means 2 minutes, not 4 or 6 or whatever and making the presentation is a different story, the day before the deadline someone found that she doesn't agree with our main argument, well, good for her, make your points to agree then, because we won't change it the day before.  At least it's done now, I and L. celebrated with a lovely dinner and some wine. Actually decided to celebrate after every deadline, just to keep up the good work :D Now it's time for the essay and then the next essay and so on. 

Oh, in three weeks time I will have my Internet at home, I won't leave my room for days probably because I need to watch all the things I have missed so far.

And just to finish it off, about week ago I felt like drinking after my zumba class and as I got home I did. Hours later when we went to the 24h computer room with Scarlet decided to get some juice and milk for coctails. But as we were sitting in the comp room, we soon discovered that it's only 8 minutes until the shop where I work closes, so we rushed there and bought pineapple juice and milk to make a coctail with Baileys, Scarlet had promised to make it for a year, but there was one BUT, we needed ice and as we don't have freezer at home we decided to ask from a pub. Academy it was, we went in, Scarlet had the best poker face ever (shame on me, but I'm so bad at keeping poker face) and asked for ice for the friend whose nose is bleeding outside, they didn't have any plastic cups but napkin was good enough and we got our much needed ice, win. At home I got my coctail, which was really good, probably one of the best I have had, it's a pitty that we ran out of Baileys :D 

See ya, if not earlier then in 3 weeks time :)

Ems

"Crap" music that I just LOVE! ;)

So, a full week has almost gone by since the last post,  and I'm so embarrased to say this, but my life has been pretty boring atm :D I'm so broke, I can't even go out. What day is it? Ah yeah Friday, so yesterday was the remarkable Latin Party, that everyone just loves and this year it was actually in a decent place, up in the Union. Last year it was held in a little shabby looking wannabe club that we have, that basically stinks and is just yucky :D But for some reason they play good music - and that's why I hate it so much - because of the music I want to go there, but because of the club itself I just want to run away screaming. I think I've been there in total 4-5 times.
Anyway I have to finish this post now quickly because the nice sunny weather we had this morning (that I, as always, slept through) is slowly disappearing and dark dark clouds are reclaiming their usual place above our heads. Awsum -.- So I need to get out of the flat for at least a bit before it starts pouring down. Yay let's take a trip to Morrisons :P with no money... woop woop - that's how bored I am on a Friday :P
Anyway some good music I've found recently pour vous:

Ttyl ;)

Jazzz...

In a rut

Nothing new nor exciting this week unfortunately :( But since there's nothing I hate more (ok, there are actually several things I do hate more) than having a blog and not writing in it for a long time, I'm going to tell you about my week, oh yeah, it's freaking planned :D I just love planning for example, right now I'm living at the end of December (because I don't want to jinx it, I'm not going to say what I'm up to :D), my planning disease has gone that bad, that I'm even planning several days upfront for when I'm going to buy plane tickets and train tickets. To be fair that is mainly because I don't have any money right now, have to wait for the payday, just 13 days to go - yes I just counted the days :D

Anyway my routine week would be like this:
Saturday (yes, my week starts with a Saturday) waking up around noon, maybe later, maybe earlier feeling the need to actually get up, especially when the sun is out, I feel extremely guilty for laying in bed - like today, but oh well, I still have time for a quick stroll on the promenade. Then work starts at 3pm. I'm there until 11pm. Then I come home, spend some time on the internet and go to sleep.

Sunday is pretty much the same as Saturday, but more boring since no-one likes to come to the shop on a Sunday, so it's pretty dead and basically nothing to do. After work I used to watch the X-factor, but now, with the live shows, they don't put them up on demand before Monday, bastards ruining my plans! But this might even be a blessing in disguise, since I usually have french homework that I haven't bothered to do. Oh god I have a test Monday, on subjonctif, yeah I have no idea what that is too, yet ;)

Monday: 2hour tourism lecture - oh no wait, it's not actually about tourism, it's more about adventure, what is adventure, different types of adventure etc. Basically the conclusion in every lecture is the fact that to each individual adventure is defined differently and therefore, everything is an adventure. Great! Looking forward to the exam already -.-
An hour break and then french grammar, which is okay. After that, forthnightly we have a traduction class, which last week was overcrowded and I spent the entire lecture sitting on the table.
After that I used to go to step&tone workout, but now they've put me to work on mondays, so there's couple of hours to just chill and eat and then 5-11 work. Now I come home and watch the Xfactor, both the saturday's show and the results :D

Tuesday: Starts with 10am french listening, then either a 2 hour break or 2 hours of seminars (every other week), first, marketing which again was so crowded that about four people sat on the ground :D ok to be fair, I shouldn't have been there, because my seminar slot is actually from 3-4, but I had to be at work already at 4 o'clock, followed by tourism (why do we need a seminar in that class? we're already a class of about 15 people...). Then 2 hours of marketing lecture - which I swear is exactly the same as last year, so for that class I now bring a book to read - A game of thrones!
After that work for the fourth nightshift in a row, I'm freaking tired of it already :D

Wednesday: basically my week-end begins, as I have nothing planned, no work no school

Thursday: 9am Language of business lecture which is the same as traduction class. I'm no happy bunny in an early morning lecture. yes. 9am is freaking early for me! Then 2 hours of preparing for the french oral class and after attending the oral class I'm done for the day. Yay, more time for activities :D
8pm I go to my friend Katies house and we catch up, what we've done for the week, I don't have much to say, because I lead a fairly boring life, and then we watch Harry Potter, one movie each week. Last year we tried to watch them all in one go but fell asleep on the second film already :D noobs, clearly movie marathons aren't for us.

Friday I have absolutely nothing planned, so by 5 o'clock I'm bored out of my mind, because I've done practically everything - went for a walk, went to a couple of shops - can't go to many, because then I'll probably find something I like and then have to buy it - obviously it's better to stay away from them. I just can't sit around and do nothing anymore for that long. wasting a couple of hours is perfectly fine, but a whole day! You could say that I should study then but naaah that's not in my nature :D

That's it folks! My week that they sometimes mix up, like changing my rota without telling me (last week I went to work an hour early - 3pm, but my shift actually started at 4, why?) taking away my monday shift one week, aading a wednesday one the next.

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

Get me outta here!

... shouted the two girls at the front of the raft, while we were stuck under multiple waves of ice-cold water.
And where was I at the given time? Why of course laughing my arse off at the back of the raft :D Oh my gosh, I haven't laughed that hard in months probably. They just looked hilarious when they saw a new wave coming and tried to get away from it by shouting at it (it always helps! :D ) and trying to climb to the back of the raft as well, while our instructor, who quite maliciously made sure the raft would be in that spot, not that I would ever blame him ;), was shouting keep still or something like that.
You must be thinking what on earth is she on about?!? Well...
The good thing about studying tourism is, quite frankly, tourism :D Field trips to be exact, that allow me to get to know the beautiful little country I'm currently residing in.
Last Wednesday was the first of them this year and we went whitewater rafting!! Woop Woop (who doesn't know what it is, Google it, that site knows everything).
When we got there, the river was still half full. You see, the Environmental Agency controls the dam and therefore the quantity of water in the river. To be honest, it was quite scary seeing all those rocks, could you imagine hitting them with just a rubber boat. Oh hell no, I aint ready do die yet! :D But soon enough the water came. We got into gear, wetsuits, helmets etc the usual stuff :D And first did a try run on the ground: got into boats, the instructor showed us the right position to sit and not fall - did you know you have to sit on the edge of the boat! Whaaaaaaat??? I'm defo going to fall in!
Then he familiarised us with the commandments, when to row and blah blah blah :D I kinda zoned out while he was talking about safety e.g. what to do when you do fall in - great, missed that so bye-bye this is my end :D
Done all that, we headed to the river - the most exciting part and guess what? It actually felt natural sitting at the edge of the boat and rowing + when rapids came, we could sit in the boat awwwyeaah! :D firstly we did like a test run, so everyone could get used to it only a few rocks etc. The second run though, oh my dear lord, the incident mentioned above happened, we crashed into every freaking rock in the river! But it was soooooo muvh fun, and no one fell in :D Although I did get some water in my wetsuit and the feel of it spreading on my back prrrr.... chilly to say the least :D On the plus side though I felt warm the entire night.
An totally worth being an hour and a half late for work, ooops :D

Ttyl
Jazzz...

Much needed getaway

So, since Emma is spending the weekend in London, partying it up at a friends b-day bash, drunk-texting le wild bf? ;) :D And Friday was full of nothing for us two, we thought that we'd spend it in Shrewsbury :) Oh my gosh, I think I have a town crush :D It's such a lovely lovely town, ooh la la la the architecture (don't want to offend anyone but it kinda reminds me of the typical German house architecture, better look up it's proper name :P).
We caught the 5:14 train from Aber, which I think was a bit too much. Why oh why, did we have to take the earliest train? :D PS! I went to bed at my normal time which is about 2 o'clock so yeah 2 hours of sleep, fun! :D Not mentioning the fact that we arrived at Shrew around half seven... nothing was opened, it was cold, we were hungry and sleepy :D blah blah blah, whining :P Finally found a café, were we eventually spent two hours :D Hey! it was so nice and warm :P + there wasn't much else to do anyways and we got to read the newspapers, oh god, I haven't read any newspapers in weeks... I have no idea, what's going on in the world :( Now I do, a little :D
After that a little shopping trip :D TKMaxx, Marks&Spencer and H&M :D ooh and mustn't forget l'Occitane, where they made us buy something - out of the blue they just offered us a cup of tea! And it was delicious!!! We just had to buy something now, damn them :D
Food time! I think that this pub in Shrewsbury is the first one, we've actually liked on our outings :D The food was beyond good, the prices were okay, the atmosphere was awesome + the bartender was supercute :D :) what else could you ask for. To clarify: the Manchester pub we went to before going home in June, had terrible service that took forever. In Barmouth the food was so greasy, öäk :D
Have I told you how I just love english parks? Probs not, but I do, they are just so vast and I just love walking there, and the flowers, and everything :D I just can't but it into words.
I promise I'll revisit Shrewsbury again and again and again and again :D
Right, I have to run to work now, don't want to get in trouble for being late :)

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...
xXx

Long time no see

So, Jazz has asked me to post something for weeks. Since I still don't have the internet at home it's kinda tricky, but I finally have time to write everything down (while doing my laundry in halls where I lived last year) and then post it later. Anyway...I don't know where to start. Uni has kicked off, so much fun that we didn't have our timetables, now it's finally sorted and I managed to get my Tuesdays off, yaay. My first day was pretty easy, one lecture, intro as usual, lecturer had last year slides with wrong information and the excuse was that he and his wife just had a baby, ok, good to know. Then someone managed to get me nervous about our Islam module, because this is going to be hell, we actually have to study this year, lol. We even discussed changing this module, but what the hell, we are both interested about the topic and no obstacle is insurmountable, so we are facing our fears and hopefully won't fail it.

And my “Find a .... “ list is probably now final as I have a boyfriend :D And the lucky guy is the one who Jazz was texting with and I was making jokes about them and yeah I know, I told that it's just texting when I started to text with him and then it was just for fun, yet we have been together for a week now. It's kinda weird because we work together and at work he is my supervisor. Although he has a child with another woman, which makes things a little bit complicated, to say the least, but we'll get through everything.

But I'm tired, tired of everything, one of my friends said that I'm always the perfect one, the one who can manage with her things and the one who holds everything together, but you know what, I'm tired of that. I'm tired of the drama about his ex, I'm tired and frustrated because we can't have the internet until 16^th of November, like seriously, how is that even possible. In Estonia, you go to the shop, you buy the thing you need, then go home and plug it in and you have the bloody internet, but in UK it takes more than a month to get the engineer to connect the things, it's ridiculous. Sometimes I really don't understand why on earth I came here, the 2 tap system, banking and checkbooks and all the other aged stuff and I believed that it's not possible to go back in time, well, now I know that it is indeed.

Ems

PS! Hopefully Jazz will entertain you while I'm lost in the british bureaucracy.

Jasmine, you're studying Law now!??...

... Asked a polish guy, when I was simply going through the Law department to get to the European Languages department for my first French lecture as a second year student :D
Anyway, the timetable isn't still set in stone argh, apparently someone from, who's in charge of the central timetable quit and now everything's a mess. And I have a clash -.- Thanks guys. We'll see tomorrow who will get me from 13.10-14.00 on Tuesdays, is it Marketing Management or Language of business seminar in French. Hmmmm... a tough one :D
Anyway, first day in uni has been surprisingly interesting so far :D It started at 10AM with a double lecture of Adventure Tourism, where our lecturer gave us a chapter from a book that hasn't even been published yet, fancy pansy :D Also, there was a weird slideshow about what is adventure, the weird part was the music blasting through the room :D or maybe it's just me :D
After that I had an hour to chill, Ems promised to maybe come up, to get a delicious baguette for lunch from the Arts centre, but when I sent her a text, I got a reply that said she's still sleeping, lol, it was noon already :D Pfff.. politicians :D So I enjoyed it all on my own :)
Just before the French class I decided to buy the book for it, and payed with my Isic card. The cashier then said: "Oh that's handy, having your picture on your bank card. No one can steal your money now." Ummm yeah, haven't really thought about it like that, although I don't think it's very easy to steal anyone's money anyway, there's the PIN code, that only the card owner should know...
Now I have three hours to kill on campus, before I'm going to be killed in Step&Tone class, or at least they say it is really hard, especially the first class, we shall see :D Last year I lived up the hill, 5 min from the campus, so went home all the time between lectures, but now, living in town, 15 min away :D but the hill is the biggest issue :D I have to take all of my stuff with me for the day and hang out in the library (who knows, I might even start studying :D)
Aaah and to make y'all just a bit jealous back home :P my timetable for this week (minor changes next week, hopefully): Monday: 10-12 Adventure Tourism, 13.10-14 French grammar, fortnightly 14.10-15 French traduction
Tuesday: 10-10.50 French listening 13.10-14.00 Language of Business seminar / clash! / 13.10-15.00 Marketing Management
Wednesday is freeeeeee
Thursday: 9.00-9.50 Language of Business and 12.10-13 French oral class
and that's it Ladies and Gentleman :D (no, I didn't forget to write down Fridays lectures :D)
I'm lovin' it :D

Jazzz...

Freshers!!!!

So, this week is the notorious freshers week. Actually it started last Friday, when all of the just turned 18 Britons came to uni under the watchful eye of their mommies and daddies, with the car full of everything essential to uni life. Not saying anything bad or mean about it, but it just seems a bit funny to us, foreign students (or ok, maybe just for me), who only have 1 big luggage (~20 kg or so) and then handbag, to fit in everything you need for the next year basically :D
Anyway, why I like freshers week: free stuff :D pencils, candy, burgers (ouyeah free food), wristbands etc. Monday we had Freshers Fayre, where all the pubs and clubs and cafes etc of town were to give out leaflets and deals and stuff :D Tuesday was the Sports Fayre where all the sports clubs and societies were recruiting new members, didn't go to that, because I was working. But today, Wednesday: Societies Fayre, everything you can imagine, some even got to me, an experienced second year :D, so naturally stayed away from the french society, because I'm sorry, but it is kind of pointless, or it was last year, just drinking at pubs woooofreakinghooo :D not really interested. But some first aid society or whatever managed to get my attention and e-mail address, come on, free (or maybe a couple of pounds to join) first aid courses, why would I say no to that, just in case :D and then tarot card reading society, it's interesting to say the least :D don't know if I necessarily believe in it, but what the hell, worth a shot.
Why I don't like freshers week: The freshers! OMFG, we were not that crazy and insane about drinking last year, were we? No! :D Or maybe it's just because I now live basically next to quite a popular bar :D so loud noises and shouting around 1 AM are pretty normal to my dreams :D Don't worry, it's not that bad, my bedroom doesn't have a window to the street thankfully, but since I am up half of the night anyway and hang around in the living room, sometimes I do get scared that someone is being murdered under my window or something :D
Ever heard of Dominos pizza? If not then I think it's the best pizza place in the UK, bit too expensive though, but guess what, freeeeeeee pizza for a week, with coupons gathered from the fayres, lol, I promise from next week, when I get my timetable finally (boss is already bitching about the rotas changing at work and why we don't get our timetables earlier because it's such a hassle etc.) and can actually plan my week and life :P I like to plan things, I'll start going to the pool a couple times a week and join an exercise class, to lose all the pizza  weight :D But seriously, who can say no to free pizza? Especially Dominos pizza? I thought so :D

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...

U wanna fight?

So, my dear dear little Emma, shall we compare our texts to and from him, as I've told you they're not the same (and I do not mean topics or smth like that but the emotional level etc). To clarify :D the texts to me have stopped, but yours just went to a whole new level :D I'll let you explain it yourself, my lovely Emma, but  shortly, last night at 2 AM, hectic Ems ran to my flat (I do not sleep during the night anymore :D) and said something horrible had happened: she'd let Scarlet text the guy (how shall we name him?) on her behalf and all hell broke loose :D
Thursday night then I recieved the following texts: 1) " Hey, sorry to wake u. Im dposed to b staying at louis all my keys n stuff r there. n i cnt gey home. u got a sofa i cud kip on. i dno who else to ask. thought id try". 2:53 AM 2) "atleast keep me company" 2:58 (then I replied are you serious), 3) "im not joking he left n passed out. n wnt ansa now. im sorry to even ask u. i just dno wat to do" 3:04 4) "im sorry to even text u but i just dont have any1 else in town" 3:08 5) "id neva want to impose. i just dunno wat to do" 03:09
what the hell was I supposed to do, leave him on the street? 3:14 I finally answered him, cussing the situation in my head :D I know I look mean and like I do not care, but deep down inside I'm the one who brings home stray dogs and cats (I have btw :D a lil kitty cat, my parents were not happy :D)! and so he came over.
Got to say that he looks funny when he's drunk, so we stayed up a couple of hours just talking and fighting over the fact that he rudely stepped into my room, for the record I tried to stop him. Physically, I was standing between him and my door, trying to keep him out :D. But since he is a big dude, he just picked me up and walked in.
All in all it was just an innocent visit :D with some drunken stupid behaviour on his part, but nothing to read into or to be ashamed of :P

Jazzz...