GERMANY
Today, thank the lord, my new timetable got sorted to a degree that I'm pretty happy with. After 5 months, the old one was getting a little stale and dry, like warburtons left on the windowsill. Or like German bread when you buy it fresh from the shop.
Until this time I'd been balls-deep in one of those occasional time periods of "meh, whatever" and I reckon it's time I got everything back in gear and started pretending to be vaguely professional again. In school and university experience, this affliction, for want of a better word, usually comes about post-christmas time; it emerges early to mid january, takes one look around and flicks the switch of morality, motivation and general outlook to 'indifferent'.
This shit has to stop. Thus: New timetable.
I have about 10 hours a week so far, including lunchtime finish on thursday, free fridays and not-too-early starts on a monday, so cue travel every motherfucking weekend until May. This is by far the best development.
Today in one of my English lessons we spent about 35 minutes talking about national anthems; who knew the British one had 3 verses? It's also made me realise, possibly for the very first time, just how uninspirational and drivelly our national anthem is. The German one is fairly upbeat, bar the controversial nazi verse, and content-wise it's pretty much limited to "We have women and alcohol, yo".
And then there's America with the Star Spangled Banner, which has become a cliche of itself now but the lyrics are still more inspiring than ours.
Later on I was lightly reprimanded for forgetting to sign the class book yesterday, but since it was the same teacher who suggested last week that Britain just kind of sat on the sidelines and watched during the second world war, I couldn't give two shits.
Today, thank the lord, my new timetable got sorted to a degree that I'm pretty happy with. After 5 months, the old one was getting a little stale and dry, like warburtons left on the windowsill. Or like German bread when you buy it fresh from the shop.
Until this time I'd been balls-deep in one of those occasional time periods of "meh, whatever" and I reckon it's time I got everything back in gear and started pretending to be vaguely professional again. In school and university experience, this affliction, for want of a better word, usually comes about post-christmas time; it emerges early to mid january, takes one look around and flicks the switch of morality, motivation and general outlook to 'indifferent'.
This shit has to stop. Thus: New timetable.
I have about 10 hours a week so far, including lunchtime finish on thursday, free fridays and not-too-early starts on a monday, so cue travel every motherfucking weekend until May. This is by far the best development.
Today in one of my English lessons we spent about 35 minutes talking about national anthems; who knew the British one had 3 verses? It's also made me realise, possibly for the very first time, just how uninspirational and drivelly our national anthem is. The German one is fairly upbeat, bar the controversial nazi verse, and content-wise it's pretty much limited to "We have women and alcohol, yo".
And then there's America with the Star Spangled Banner, which has become a cliche of itself now but the lyrics are still more inspiring than ours.
Later on I was lightly reprimanded for forgetting to sign the class book yesterday, but since it was the same teacher who suggested last week that Britain just kind of sat on the sidelines and watched during the second world war, I couldn't give two shits.
