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
Friday, 30 November 2012
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
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
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
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...
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...
Friday, 23 November 2012
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
That's all I wanted to say.
Ems
Thursday, 22 November 2012
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...
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...
Monday, 19 November 2012
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
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
Sunday, 18 November 2012
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...
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
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