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A Life Abroad

You never wanted me to say I’ve become assimilated, Answers wrap this all down, my friend, yeah. You never wanted me to say I’ve become an educated, chance I’ll sit this one out, my friend.

So another day and another class.  Yes that’s right I am using the singular! I only had one hour of uni today.  I got up a little later than usual as I had been out the night before, but pretty much just ate/entertained myself by watching season 3 of Dexter before heading off to uni.

Before I had my second lecture in Crime Prevention and Community Safety I met up with my personal tutor. Now the idea of a personal tutor is as foreign to me as I am to this country, but supposedly all University of Leeds students have a personal tutor to assist them in any academic matters.  All of us Australians had a short 30 minute group meeting with Amrita…who seemed nice enough, but I am still somewhat unsure how, if at all, she is useful:/

The good thing about that meeting though was that it meant all us Aussie law students were in the one room for a bit and we could chat, see who was doing similar classes (which I found out is pretty much ALL of us haha) and know the people who we can copy notes off if (or should that be when…) I sleep in.  One thing that was a little strange though was that the guy from Adelaide recognised me.  Now I wasn’t quite sure how my fame had spread westward until he said three scary letters – FPS.  It turns out that ‘Adelaide’ as I would refer to him, had competed in the nerd off in high school as well and even managed to remember parts of our skit.  It is kind of strange how small the world can be at times.

After my lecture for Crime Prevention and Community Safety, which I have to say was easy enough but some of the lecturers use of statistics bothered me (eg using “total offences per year” stats to draw trends about crime over 130 years.  I swear a per capita stat would’ve had more weight with me!) we had a quick bite to eat and then were immediately off on the Otley Run, and by immediately after we tried to get a cab and then EVENTUALLY took the longest 1 mile bus trip ever.  Now the Otley Run is supposedly a bit of a Leeds tradition as you start in Headingly and do a pub crawl in about 20 pubs back to campus.  It was a great night, especially as the fact we kept moving meant that you were always speaking to new people/changing conversations.  Hell I even met some cool Brits!

I have two last things to say and then I will go back to my world of Dexter (Season 3 is better than 2 so far! and season 2 but great!).  Firstly, on the 28th of Feb I have booked to go on a 2 day trip to Wales.  Josh is doing it as well and its through a company that specialises in doing weekend trips for International Students (Brilliant business plan if you ask me!).  So for the grand total of 89 pounds I will see all there is to see in Wales (2 days is plenty I’m sure😛 haha)

Lastly, I have reached the point I dreaded most.  Its my day off, most of my clothes are dirty and I am going to have to a wash :O I’ll keep you informed on how that goes *gulp*

January 29, 2009 - Posted by | Uncategorized

5 Comments »

  1. Want another small world story? I’m not sure if Mum already told you, but it turns out the mother of my performance manager in Prague (and fellow Australian) also happens to know Irene Montgomery – Mum’s best friend from a very long time ago. So on Australia Day I was greeted with a present from Fergus’ mum…..who decided that because Irene’s friend’s son also worked with her son, that he deserved an Australia tie! Pretty cool eh?

    PS Dexter Season 2 is definately better than Season 3
    PPS Based on the first 5 episodes of Season 7 of 24, don’t bother.
    PPPS I still can’t believe you don’t watch Lost. It’s so awesome.

    Comment by Juzzy | January 29, 2009 | Reply

  2. Okay Juz, I’ll make a deal. Bring me Lost when you visit and I’ll watch it😉

    Comment by casaboy69 | January 29, 2009 | Reply

  3. ROFL could this be the errrr first time you have done your own laundry??……..

    Comment by Christ | January 29, 2009 | Reply

    • Yes…well pretty much the first time completely solo!

      Comment by casaboy69 | January 29, 2009 | Reply

  4. You’ll like Wales, I think-one of my favourite spots in the UK and, in my day, at least, one of the most favoured locations for school trips of all sorts. Real Welsh cakes are a treat, but probably hard to come by! But if you get the chance to hear a real, local Welsh choir in a small village ( or elsewhere), grab it – the Welsh, wherever they come from, were born to sing…

    The UK is a good place for small world stories. Flying back in ”81, I sat down next to a schoolfriend that I hadn’t seen for 5 years and was in front of another university mate! Ridiculous, really…

    Dad

    Comment by Niranjan | January 29, 2009 | Reply


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