Tuesday, 25 August 2009

The next part of the journey

Ok, so the next part of the story continues. After writing the first part of my blog I went and got McDonalds, which was ok as usual, then I sat down by the nearest outlet because I was running out of power on my cell, laptop and iPod all at the same time. (Why do they all run out together?? always seems to happen!) and after1/2 hour a guy asks me if I had seen any other outlets nearby, and I pointed him to one I saw by a trash can not too far away. He came back 20mins later and sat down next to me, and we got chatting... turns out he was from Stuttgart in Germany... a very nice city. We chatted for like 5 whole hours, he was on his way to Haiti, which for those who don't know is part of a small island (I think connected to the Dominican republic) in the Caribbean. He opted out of doing National service in Germany when he was about 18 because the Government allowed him to do civil service instead, and as he was a carpenter they gave him an 18month post out in the Caribbean helping the locals build houses, stairs, cupboard etc. as the country isn't very rich and doesn't have a lot of skilled labour.
I learnt quite a few interesting things about the country, like because of the intermittent electricity supply everyone comes to church on Sundays and plugs their phones into the outlets during the service.
I then had a lovely 4 hour nap on the floor in my sleeping bag (complete with home-made pillow. THANKS CAITLIN!!! :D ) which was the second best night's sleep I've had so far in the US. I then woke up... had another McDonalds... YUM, then said goodbye to my German friend (who I found out was called Samuel) then proceeded to terminal 3. where I found the worst airport terminal in the world... no WiFi anywhere, boring shops, everything overpriced (example: bar of chocolate + snickers + coke = $8.56. What a joke!). Also people in this termnal were much uglier than the other terminals.

I checked in my luggage which fortunately for me I managed to get from 31kgs yesterday, down to 23kgs today (infact I was 1lb over but luckily she didn't mind) (she also forgot to give me my other boarding pass, and I had to go back and remind her to do her job properly. Silly woman)

Luckily I only had to wait one hour though :) Atlanta here I come...

Random bordom from an airport

Ok, I have now run out of things to do. I'm sitting in JFK in New York, and its 9pm, and I have to wait til 7:55am tomorrow before my flight leaves. So I decided that I'd wirte another blog, because I haven't been able to while I've been at camp. Cause the internet is terrible, and I didn't have enough time to go on it anyway.

Ok firstly, I'm realising that typing on a computer is actually really weird, cause I haven't written more than 4 sentences in a row for ages. and the keyboard on this netbook is absolutely tiny, so I keep having to re-type my spelling mistakes all the time :( :(

Ok, so I've been here for like... 4 hours already, and I spent the first 1/2 hour training from terminal 1, to 2+3, to 4 to find a decent terminal, cause JFK is literally the worst airport I've had to step foot in before. Terminal 2+3 practically doesn't even exist, its just a line of delta checkins that you can't even get to because its so crowded. no shops, no bars no nothing. just lots of angry people.

terminal 4 isn't too badactually, apart from he fact there is no free wireless, so I've had to sign up for a $9.95 monthly subscription to boingo. which I really don't need, but I already worked out how to cancel it, and I shall be doing that shortly befoer I leave the states.

So I found a WiFi hotspot outside the McDonalds (surprise surprise) so I have to sit a smell the stink that is 599 cattle burning on a metal plate 5 metres away from me,but it's ok cause I have face book at least :>) Anyway, this indian family moved off of (what looked like) the set of comfy couches placed in the middle of the walkway, so I decided to go and plank myself on them, but guess what. instead of being made of foam, or comfy cushions... it is in fact made of HARD-PLASTIC. and is literally the most uncomfortable seat I have ever sat on in my life. and now all the other chairs are taken by other indian families (I don't know why everyone is from india here... I hope I have the right airport!)I have to suffer on this chair-of-death until my back snaps in half.

Aside from the terrible seating... the food is stupicly priced... and I mean stupid... $7 for a SLICE of pizza... :( and there aren't any showers (unlike any other major airport in the world) you can't check your bag in early (gay) and there doesn't appear to be anywhere that one can take a short nap on the floor. so overall I give it 3/10.

I am however very excited about my flight tomorrow, because I get to see a part of the US that I don't think many people see, and as I'm with REAL americans (unlike those fake ones from hick-town usa aka. PORT JERVIS) I should get a well-rounded experience of what the real america is like, other than the usual LA, NY, and Florida crap that everyone and his dog has been to,

OMG, there is like some old indian woman with a ACTUAL WIND UP CAMERA taking weird photos of the terminal roof. she is strange, I might be best to stay away from her. ok she's taken 4 photos of the roof now. bit weird...

At this point I would like to thank Matt for his nalgene which is becoming ever-more useful, Meg for entertaining me on the phone, and Becky who is making me feel a tad better about myself as she is stuck on a shitty old bus driving to atlanta. hahahahaha told you so mate! :D

speak soon.

and btw I congratulate anybody who just read all this bollocks. you really must be as bored as me! :)

love x

Thursday, 12 March 2009

References = headache

This is one of my least favourite things; writing bibliographies at the end of essays and projects. Is is, by far, the most painstakingly irritating and infuriating task I have to perform in my life. Worse than paying car tax, filling up for £1.25/l of petrol, its even worse than talking to thick people in shops. (eeeeeeeeeeeuurrrrrrrrrrrr, I don no let me jus get man-i-dger)

Anyone who has had to do this before will know that everybody hates it. Its all the weird and pointless punctuations that get me. The stupid pinikity fullstops after commas after colons. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.


I'll give you a little example:


Sinclair, J. M. Ed., 2000. Collins Dictionary and Thesaurus, second edition. Glasgow: HarperCollins Publishers.


This took me about 7 minutes to write. LITERALLY 7 minutes.


I hate it, if anyone knows of a better way, then please inform, it'll be much appreciated.

Thursday, 26 February 2009

3 months in America

June 'til September. How will I cope? Firstly I have to survive in the harsh environment of American accents and mis-spellings (did you get the irony there??? No?? Well, I deliberately misspelled misspellings for all you stooped people), their ridiculous tipping-etiquette (explained later), along with their ABSOLUTELY REVOLTING AND REPULSIVE ATTEMPT AT COFFEE. Secondly I will have to go without the following:

  • Earl Grey tea. This is a serious issue, but I'm planning on taking around 200 tea bags with me like I did in New Zealand (although I found out later to my amazement that you can get it there too :-) )
  • My Blackberry. I do actually love it, it may not be the prettiest of phones but it is a damn good one. I'm stuck with a Nokia 3310 equivalent on AT&T, so no web browsing capabilities or facebook apps for me :-(
  • My car. He is my favourite thing in the world, how ever much people say it is for homosexuals.
  • My computer. My life runs on my computer at uni, I work on it, Play on it, talk on it, sing with it, get bored with it, have arguments with it. And I will miss it greatly.
  • Proper tomato ketchup. Last time I went to Florida they didn't have any anywhere, and chips (or 'FRRRRRRIESSSSS') don't taste right without it.
  • Chavs. Yes it is true, but we all think it... Walking past a chav makes us all feel a little better about ourselves, gives us a morale boost so to speak.

Thirdly, as I'm working at a camp in New York I've got to be the pretend-parent of a group of 11-14 year olds. That means sorting out their whining, fighting, bullying, and general screaming and shouting, as well as having to get over the fact that they are all millionaires and have far more money and much more stuff than I will ever have. (Their parents are all rich businessmen/women)

So these are the things on my mind at the moment. Luckily though, there are good things about it (obviously). Like Becky (that's my girlfriend btw) and I's travel plans. So far we are planning to visit:

  • Niagara falls
  • NY
  • Scranton, Pennsylvania (where the US version of 'The office' is based J
  • Las Vegas
  • Grand Canyon
  • Phoenix
  • Somewhere in Arizona that looks like its out a 'wild-west' film set, we don't actually know where yet, but I'm sure we'll find one driving around.
  • Somewhere in Mexico but we're not sure yet.
  • LA
  • San Fran (hopefully Alcatraz (s.p. that I can't be bothered to google) as well)

We have made a pact as well together that however little money we have, even if it means we can't eat, we are going to rent out a convertible to do the trip through Nevada, Arizona, Mexico and Cali. YAY!!!! This is the map of our proposed trip, red 1st day, blue 2nd, etc., and the lines go through the desert, there are actual roads there, you just can't see them. we're not planning some kind of safari (yet). And we are going to mexico, even if its just Tijana!

Every other time I've been to America I usually think I have landed in a third-world country. Because in third-world countries everybody goes to shops and businesses etc. And they bribe people and tip people and entice people with more money, and this is exactly what I've experienced there before. You can't get served in bars without bribing the bar-people with money to come over and serve you, If you go into hotels people inconvenience you by insisting that you are incapable of carrying your own bags, and then follow you with said bags up to your room, which you could have done very easily yourself, and then standing their as if you are expected to give them money for this obstaclisation (I love making up words!). WTF!!! Seriously right... you have a job, they PAY you for having this job, and now you are asking ME to give YOU money to do YOUR OWN JOB????!!

I literally do not get it, not even the slightest bit. HOWEVER, I can completely understand the following... Waitresses (and this bit is crucial) 'going out of their way' to make your meal a pleasant one. That is NOT, and I repeat NOT just for any old stinking bitch that slops some rank over-manufactured slop on you plate and gives you a so-obvious-there-is-no-point-whatsoever fake smile while breathing her cigarette breath all down you throat, or even for people just doing their jobs in a normal fashion, it should ONLY be reserved for people who are prominently and significantly lovely and kind and make your day better.

Now, I know what you'll say... 'but some of them don't earn enough'. Tough shit. If you don't earn enough then GET A BETTER JOB, its quite simple. With the number of jobs available in the US (bearing in mind it is the equivalent size of more than double, I repeat MORE THAN DOUBLE the size of all the EU countries put together (4,300,000 sq km compared to 9,800,000 sq km) and if you can't get a job that will pay for you to live comfortably with your family then you REALLY do not deserve any tips whatsoever. People in England that I know of, have 2 or 3 GCSEs (exams you take when you're 16, most people get 9ish, then go on to take higher-level exams after that) and they earn £8 – 10/hr at the airport, and they do not get any tips. If they can get a decent job, the in somewhere that is over forty times the size of the UK, you should be able to get a decent job as well. Do NOT rely on tips you lazy lazy LAZY people.

Jamie has just told me about this video that sums up my whole point entirely, watch until 1:30...


Also another annoying thing along the same lines... sales tax???? WTF?? Why would you not include this on the price tag in the first place, just like every other country in the world does??? Florida – you are ridiculous. I walk up the counter in Disneyworld to buy a hat/mouse-shaped-thing/tourist crap, and the price tag says $6, so I get out my $5 note, and my $1 note, and proceed to stand in the line of other sweaty tourists doing the same... ... ... "That's $6.36 please"

Seriously? Would it not be that difficult to write the ACTUAL price on the products instead of 'surprising' people with an extra 6%? I understand that if you're there for a while you'll get used to it, but isn't it a completely ridiculous thing in the first place. If your government told you that you all had to walk around on you hands all the time, you'd get used to it, but its a stupid idea isn't it? I really see no point in not writing down the proper amount, what does anyone gain by doing that??? Yeah. Its stupid. Really really stupid.

Until next time :-)

Wednesday, 25 February 2009

Congratulations you didn’t ruin your computer.

I am greedy and I like to fiddle. These two things work hand in hand when you A: have an almost uncapped broadband connection and absolutely no guilt or shame in pirating software B: have a friend who has bits of computers he doesn't want that you can get away with stealing. C: have a huge amount of work to do and thus could really do with a distraction.Lots of dirt cause PC is my rooms air-hoover

So I decided to get myself a new operating system. I had a choice:

Win XP Pro SP3 (the boring option, only really want it cause then I can play railroad 2)

Linux of which I have openSUSE, Ubuntu 7.10 and 8.04

openSUSE is PRETTY :-)

So I have spent approximately 4 hours fiddling inside my computer, pulling wires around, scratching my head, and browsing PC forums.

The results: I have gone from having nothing. To having more of nothing,

BUT, the important thing is that in my attempt to install each of these twice I managed not to ruin my computer, which is a good thing because I cleverly decided not to back up an of my dissertation or pictures or anything. So the points stand as follows: Luke 1 Evil computer 0

However, I still only have vista, and it is very annoying, uses lots of resources, doesn't play my fav games, takes ages to load, and many many other things.

Also I have discovered a new thing I like: While installing a (very kindly) loaned hard-drive, I picked it up (it was warm and pleasant to the touch) and as it was whirring and clicking it felt very nice in my hand. Almost like a small warm animal (possibly a hamster or gerbil equivalent) was nestling into my mitts. Anyway, I thought I would share with you this piece of my life.

If anyone has any idea how to install Linux or WinXP onto a separate hardrive and run 2 OSes on my computer then please let me know. So far all the info I have found has been rubbish.

Sunday, 22 February 2009


Well, I've wanted to have my own blog for ages cause it will enable me to write down all the rubbish that I think of all the time, and thus enable me to detract my concentration of horrible 3rd-yearness at uni :-) I suppose I will start blogging properly when I become interesting enough a person to have something useful to say in the world. I reckon this blog will be read by 1 - 2 persons. The first of which will be me, but thats ok cause I'm only really doing this for myself anyways. (note to self. don't use stupid smiley faces all the time) :-)