Holocaust memorial day, and other things
Well, it's Holocaust Memorial day, and it's 60 years since it was liberated by the Red Army. Actually, for once I wish I could watch TV because I think there have been and will be some interesting programmes on about the whole thing. I'm glad I've visited Auschwitz now because it really helps to put it in context and realise what a horrific episode the whole thing represented. I would seriously, sincerely recommend that all of you visit Auschwitz at some point. I don't think the whole scenario hit me until I actually touched the bunkers where the gas chambers were and saw the railway track that the prisoners came in on.
Anyway, to move onto a slightly lighter topic, I would like to big it up to Bazza D on the occasion of his birthday. I'm sure Jenni can pass that particular message on, since Bazza doesn't seem to be a livejournal user. If any of your birthdays are actually today and you've been lying to me for years, then Happy Birthday, you lying numpty.
Jenni left last night after a rather enjoyable visit. Well, enjoyable for me, anyway. Jamie, we did indeed manage to go back up the Zizkov tower - I assume it was that one you were telling Jenni to go up. In fact, you probably recieved a picture message to that effect. And I have discovered that ice hockey is dead cool to watch.
My halls are beginning to seem rather empty now - some of my friends have left, like Milo, Brenda and Ian, others are away for a couple of weeks, and others are about to leave, like Jonas and Jeroen. And Jenni's gone. It's probably just as well, since I have a massive essay due on Monday and I haven't started writing it, and then I have another essay due too. It'll stop me getting distracted (Oh, OK, I know I'll just end up watching DVDs and eating chocolate, but one can dream).
No one is online at the moment, which is a shame since I can actually use MSN for once. Oh, you shower of...lovely people.
I wanted to sleep in this morning but I had to come into University. We have to get cards signed by our lecturers saying what course we did, how many credits it is, and what grade we got. This morning it was the turn of the Baltic Regional Cooperation lady (who is called Iivi Zajedova, and tells an absolutely hilarious anecdote of a time she was at a conference in London and they pronounced her name wrong. Yes, it really is as rip-roaring as it sounds...), who looked at my name (under which is written my nationality) and said: "You is German, no?" (she also said this to the Dutch guy with the un-German name of Jeroen who went in before me). On discovering I was in fact Scottish, she went on about some Scottish guy who she'd found hard to understand, kilts, etc etc. She then asked me random things such as what I though of the situation in Chechnya (hard not to say, "I couldn't give a fuck, Jones") and if I thought academia was dominated by mens (her 's'). When she found out that 52% of the Glasgow students are female, she decided that was a minority. I have spent the last months of my life being 'taught' by her. I know little more about the Baltic region than I did at the start. It can really be a challenge not to laugh when she's talking to you.
Anyway, to move onto a slightly lighter topic, I would like to big it up to Bazza D on the occasion of his birthday. I'm sure Jenni can pass that particular message on, since Bazza doesn't seem to be a livejournal user. If any of your birthdays are actually today and you've been lying to me for years, then Happy Birthday, you lying numpty.
Jenni left last night after a rather enjoyable visit. Well, enjoyable for me, anyway. Jamie, we did indeed manage to go back up the Zizkov tower - I assume it was that one you were telling Jenni to go up. In fact, you probably recieved a picture message to that effect. And I have discovered that ice hockey is dead cool to watch.
My halls are beginning to seem rather empty now - some of my friends have left, like Milo, Brenda and Ian, others are away for a couple of weeks, and others are about to leave, like Jonas and Jeroen. And Jenni's gone. It's probably just as well, since I have a massive essay due on Monday and I haven't started writing it, and then I have another essay due too. It'll stop me getting distracted (Oh, OK, I know I'll just end up watching DVDs and eating chocolate, but one can dream).
No one is online at the moment, which is a shame since I can actually use MSN for once. Oh, you shower of...lovely people.
I wanted to sleep in this morning but I had to come into University. We have to get cards signed by our lecturers saying what course we did, how many credits it is, and what grade we got. This morning it was the turn of the Baltic Regional Cooperation lady (who is called Iivi Zajedova, and tells an absolutely hilarious anecdote of a time she was at a conference in London and they pronounced her name wrong. Yes, it really is as rip-roaring as it sounds...), who looked at my name (under which is written my nationality) and said: "You is German, no?" (she also said this to the Dutch guy with the un-German name of Jeroen who went in before me). On discovering I was in fact Scottish, she went on about some Scottish guy who she'd found hard to understand, kilts, etc etc. She then asked me random things such as what I though of the situation in Chechnya (hard not to say, "I couldn't give a fuck, Jones") and if I thought academia was dominated by mens (her 's'). When she found out that 52% of the Glasgow students are female, she decided that was a minority. I have spent the last months of my life being 'taught' by her. I know little more about the Baltic region than I did at the start. It can really be a challenge not to laugh when she's talking to you.