Blog Time!

So, I have finally succumbed to trying to write a blog. I doubt anyone will read this, unless I link it on facebook, and they feel obliged as my friend to at least take a look. They'll then read this first monotonous drawl and leave for good.

I'm writing this mainly to document my year at MIT, as I leave Cambridge in year three of the Veterinary course to undertake some crazy mischief across the pond.

Let me tell you the United States of America are verrrrry different to the UK. I know everyone says that they are, but no really they are different. People always then ask how so? It's a very difficult question to answer, as most everything in some way has a tiny aspect that is changed. It is these that really draw your attention to the fact we're not in kansas anymore... well I suppose we actually are closer than ever before but thats besides the point, and rather, just a bad use of the phrase. Take for example the colour of a fire hydrant. Blue here not red! What's that you say? "How preposterous! How on Earth do the fireman know where they are!" Well presumably they are trained to recognise blue ones here, and they serve the same function.

Currently I am supposed to be reading a "review of aging" science paper, before I start my undergrad research project this week. I also have to read some philosophy texts and analyse an argument. Oh and I'm supposed to have read a play.

All sounds a bit much don't you think? At midnight on sunday? Makes me wish I could implement the techniques of minimalism a bit more (check out zenhabits.net its awesome) and to top it all off my drink that I shouldnt be drinking here ;-) (more on that later) has white bits in it, as being the normal disgusting student I am, didn't wash the my tea mug before I filled it. Okay, maybe its only me that is disgusting but I'm sure I can't be completely alone? Anyone? Let me know if you do anything that gross.... or I'll feel bad all week. Actually I won't but whatever. Unless the white bits are poisonous. They I'll be pretty pissed.

Oh pissed is a word I'd like to talk about. Americans cannot understand me when I claim "Heyyyy dudeee this party's greattttt, I'm so pissed Hic" I think they look down at my pants (=trousers as you probably know) and wonder why they are dry.

Also pissing myself laughing is another similar case scenario. It seems that pissed here refers only to anger, and well... pissing. Who is the more sensible I wonder? UK using the same word for several different things (all of which are rather uncouth) or the US with multiple words. Well the Inuits (politically incorrect) would probably say the later.

Well my drink is finished now, and I'm too afraid to look in my mug, so will sign off and do some work. (Yeh right.) I'll be writing more posts soon, including one's on Cam vs. MIT (many no doubt), stress, long term relationships (I miss my girlfriend a lot!), and a veritable plethora of things including long words.

Sorry if there is any bad spelling... it is 12.24 and I've been drinking white things.