date: 1094752116
mood: muscles pain
listening to:
alrighty, in no particular order fun stuff
last night, francesca’s bike lock (i.e. my lock that i borrowed her), was stolen.
as in, she has the key, with her, at home. the bike was locked in the shed. after osme time, last evening, the lock disappeared. hte bike is still there. it is a mystery. considering that … well… why the hell would you want a lock with no key?!
had class today at 8:30, too early, woke up at 7:15, ate musli and biked to class. had some internet time beforehand, like 5 minutes, still nice.
stupid dutch system. i could have bought tea/coffee/hot choc/cappucino and/or snacks and drinks from the machines here BUT i have to have money on my chipknip card. to transfer money i need a bank account. i HAVE bank account, but in canada, so to transfer is to pay money. otherwise i gotta open a dutch bank account. can’t buy anything wiht cash.
anyway, we’ll see. i also need the card for printing, soooooooo i’ll be screwed if i dont figure something out in 3 weeks, cause that swhen my first paper (in social psych) is due.
after class i met anto, one of the indonesian people. he is a nice guy, doing his phd here, but as we have nothing in common i think we will not be able to keep up contact. still cool to make random friends in all over the place.
when we went to the food place (one of the 15 that are in 3 minute radio from my classes, and most of them are good and cheap!) i saw a bunch of my floormates, so after having the absolute polite minimum of conversation i excused myself, and went to talk to them.
francesca and i went to the centre to get cellphones and other stuff, the rest went to study.
french guys and francesca are having a hell of a time trying to figure out the difficult english that they are subjected to in classes here. they need to read like 40-60 pages (we have different courses), and are suffering.
me? i’m enjoying it. last night i read my social psych and made notes to discuss today in tutorial. i was one of the most prepared people, bringing up several good points. it is TOO easy, the textbook is FANTASTIC (so easy to read, well written), and after suffering through psych in u of t, here it is pure joy to sit around and talk very nicely about various theories and their effect on our lives. (effect or affect?)
anyway, center. we biked to the centre, locked our bikes, went to find a cellphone for francesca and myself. we walked around at least 5 different stores. she was looking for pretty, i was looking for cheap. after settling on choice between 2 stores, i ran around until i figured out where i get the best combo for prepaid, including timing, rate for sms, rate for talking, etc.
so i got a local cellphone for 35 euros, including 15 euros prepaid. not bad.
the phone sucks, but for 3 months, who cares:
yes, i really do need a cellphone. otherwise we all get lost, and its not like a constant thing, i just need to send an sms once in a while, type of thing.
anyway, after that we walked to bikes, stopping on our way in the euro-store, that’s like dollar store, only in euros. i got a multitude of useful things, a bowl for my cereal (we have one bowl between 12 people and we are all constantly trying to share it, its insane, i want my own), a cool sized tea cup (perfection1!), a rope and some clippers, body wash, soap, a notebook for taking.. err… notes. that’s all really. oh and a candle, cause i miss candles and fire.
so with all of THAT plus my chinese book… oh YEAH i am enrolled in chinese now :D, PLUS my laptop we walked back to bikes (i was dying at this point). we stopped for coffee/cola on the way, cause it was hot and we were dead tired.
after that she realized she got the wrong phone, so we biked back to the place, she exchanged her phone, then we went to phone unlocking place, she left it there to be unlocked so that she can use it with the italian card that she has, and THEN we went back home (this is like 4:30 now).
at home i ate 2 sandiwches with products that i thoughtfully bought for myself :D bread, ham, cheese, lettuce.
theen i went for my french interview.
i was actually quite nervous, cuase i wanted fr3, which is speaking french but no vocab. so i was nervous, cause i didn’t want fr2 (which is for, like, beginners… i dont wanna study all over the freaking verb charts). so i sat with her and spoke with her for a while, about how i love paris and i i went to paris, and i was born in russia, and i live in canada, with my parents, and stuff stuff stuff. she said i’m definetly fr3, and its all cool.
then i went here online, wrote email to parents, and now i am signing off (after checking email again). dinner will be served in like 40 minutes, i wanna get home beforehand to help them!
phew, that was a long one. i think i covered pretty much it all though.
da n00bs*
