These are the books I read for the Recent American Fiction class at the University of Manchester. For some reason I never posted this, though I’ve had the cover arts in a folder for an obscene amount of time. I organized them in such a way that the ones I liked are closer to the top and the ehhh ones are towards the bottom. The only one I can say I really truly enjoyed was A Visit from the Goon Squad.

Crazy to think it was almost exactly a year ago that I boarded a plane to Manchester. Classes there were definitely different from UIUC, but the thing I remember most distinctly was that for this class in particular, showing up ten minutes late would still mean you were on time to the class. I was in the room right at 11 (when it was supposed to start - I had another class just before and couldn’t avoid timeliness), but the professor legit only strolled in 7 minutes after 11 am, and he was the 4th one there. The rest of the class showed up shortly after. And this time thang held true for the other classes I took, though not as significantly.

I don’t remember where I originally got this image but I attempted sourcing it. .»
Just a reminder of how much better my apartment is than my flat was. Not a reflection on countries, just my living spaces. The number of times my hands went numb because I was trying to handwash laundry in our sinks is too frig frackin high. D:

I don’t remember where I originally got this image but I attempted sourcing it. .»

Just a reminder of how much better my apartment is than my flat was. Not a reflection on countries, just my living spaces. The number of times my hands went numb because I was trying to handwash laundry in our sinks is too frig frackin high. D:

oh my. I’ve just used the term “rubbish” during an inner monologue. you know it’s bad when you start using British words in your own head.

teatraveler:

I’ve been looking at lots of travel photos today, but this one is one of my favorites: The Bjørvika waterfront, home to the half-submerged glass opera house

I came back from Oslo, Norway this Monday. :D

teatraveler:

I’ve been looking at lots of travel photos today, but this one is one of my favorites: The Bjørvika waterfront, home to the half-submerged glass opera house

I came back from Oslo, Norway this Monday. :D

IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS, I WILL BE DONE WITH HISTORY FOREVER.
IN LESS THAN 48 HOURS, I WILL BE WAITING IN THE AIRPORT TO BOARD MY FLIGHT TO SCANDINAVIA (i.e., Oslo, Norway).
The struggle to study for a final has never been more miserable. I’m sitting in my room, listening to Taylor Swift in my pajamas and actually factually staring at my watch in a sort of twisted countdown, trying to persuade myself to open my notes.
The UK education system is horrid. The norm is to have a single written exam at the end of the 12 weeks of class count for the majority of a student’s grade. The thing is, the student might have a vague idea of what’s going to be on the exam after her professor elusively alluded to certain topics that might show up, except that means she won’t study everything and thus will be seriously lacking in actual understanding of the full scope of what this exam is supposed to assess. No intermittent assessments of her knowledge to this point mean she (& everyone) hasn’t actually learned anything prior to the past week, and this past week of free time to study for a SINGLE EXAM (exams are sprawled across a 4-week period) leaves her pulling out her hair in frustration because every moment she spends not studying leaves her feeling guilty while the actual motivation TO study is hard to find since she has so much time left to study. It doesn’t help that I’m no good at history and am faced wit a complete indifference towards the subject.
Angry run-on sentences ftw.

IN LESS THAN 24 HOURS, I WILL BE DONE WITH HISTORY FOREVER.

IN LESS THAN 48 HOURS, I WILL BE WAITING IN THE AIRPORT TO BOARD MY FLIGHT TO SCANDINAVIA (i.e., Oslo, Norway).

The struggle to study for a final has never been more miserable. I’m sitting in my room, listening to Taylor Swift in my pajamas and actually factually staring at my watch in a sort of twisted countdown, trying to persuade myself to open my notes.

The UK education system is horrid. The norm is to have a single written exam at the end of the 12 weeks of class count for the majority of a student’s grade. The thing is, the student might have a vague idea of what’s going to be on the exam after her professor elusively alluded to certain topics that might show up, except that means she won’t study everything and thus will be seriously lacking in actual understanding of the full scope of what this exam is supposed to assess. No intermittent assessments of her knowledge to this point mean she (& everyone) hasn’t actually learned anything prior to the past week, and this past week of free time to study for a SINGLE EXAM (exams are sprawled across a 4-week period) leaves her pulling out her hair in frustration because every moment she spends not studying leaves her feeling guilty while the actual motivation TO study is hard to find since she has so much time left to study. It doesn’t help that I’m no good at history and am faced wit a complete indifference towards the subject.

Angry run-on sentences ftw.

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hey im from wisconsin and im thinking about doing my undergrad at manchester starting next year (on the linguistics + russian course) but im intimidated by choosing to go with one subject and learn through the english university system instead of the american 'you can do whatever you want' thing. do you like university there as oppossed to the usa? are there some big differences youve noticed? i just dont know what i want to do ah

@2peaks

Haha I really like the system here of less flexibility, weirdly enough. You graduate a year earlier than in the states, but you have to go in knowing what you want to do since switching majors means starting all over again. I do despise the system of 1 long essay + 1 exam for the entire course - your grade is based on very little, and you do almost no learning throughout the semester since you have no motivation. I thought that was the basic means of learning at my school, but it’s 10x worse here. But it also opens up a lot of free time (which is awesome), and as long as you’re smart about it, you don’t do half bad.

I'm an American student, and I plan on attending U of Manchester, I just wanna how's it there, how are the people, the social scenes, and everything there?

@Anonymous

It’s awesome - definitely different from U of I (where I attend), but still cool. People here are basically the same as on any campus (willing to befriend, that sort of jazz), but the social scene is definitely different. They go to pubs and clubs a lot more (since everyone’s legal), and they seem to do it a lot more in the middle of the week than the weekends. Aside from that, I’m not sure what to say about “everything.” School’s easier here (I say). You spend a lot fewer hours in class, and the assignments come in a single giant essay form rather than spread throughout the semester. Feel free to ask anything else ya like. :D

One Month Left: Reflections

I’m almost home. Almost. It’s crazy - I’ve got a month left in this place, and it’s only just started to feel like home. Well, that feeling actually sunk in by the end of month 3: the feeling that this wasn’t just some sort of extended vacation or a place to crash in between traveling to other cities and countries. It’s home. Of course, the end of this summer will mark a full 1.5 years of my not living in a single place for more than 4-5 months at a time, so what I’ve considered home is incredibly flexible, but still. I’m actually gonna miss this place, which I don’t know that I could say for those first 3 months.

I’m going to miss the accents (not just British, but those of all my culturally diverse flatmates and the people from the countries I’ve visited), the traveling, the constant influx of new experiences, classes that start 5 minutes AFTER they’re supposed to start, having all these local grocery stores on my block, and my schedule’s crazy emptiness (I’ve been reading for fun and working out and writing stories and learning Russian in addition to traveling what with all my free time). This semester is definitely what I needed. It’s a break, but it’s an AMAZING break. I’m now addicted to travelling and will probably go broke in the future ‘cause of it, but I’m anyway attempting to get a job that’ll give me summers off which means I will be spending summers the way I’ve basically been spending this semester - traveling and focusing on honing skills I actually care about. Maybe I’ll even write a few screenplays.

Studying abroad is so completely worth it and I don’t know that I haven’t been lying to people when I told them that before that 3-4 month mark. Only by month 3’s end have I fully adjusted and grown to love this life. Yeah, I highly recommend trying to study abroad with a friend or an acquaintance at least, just to make traveling alone happen less frequently and so that you have someone who understands the homesickness you’re going through on a personal level, but you can still manage without this sort of person.

I love studying abroad. I love traveling. Everyone needs to spend a serious chunk of life outside of their country, even if it’s just England. The differences between the US and the UK is tangible, and the distance is even more so. You get to be a more cultured, independent human being. And maybe you’ll even learn Russian if you have as much free time as I have.

dreamingofdollopheads:

thinkinsidethebluebox:

exprincesssammya:

prinsenafnord:

exprincesssammya:

prinsenafnord:

Britain is a strange place. 

#WE HAVE TO BOOST THE POWER AT A CERTAIN TIME TO COPE WITH EVERYONE PUTTING THE KETTLE ON FOR A CUP OF TEA     

yOU’RE JOKING RIGHT

WOW

No, I’m not. It even has a wiki page.

Oh my god.

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(Source: land-of-fairytales)