21

I will be of age in America in less than 12 hours. I really don’t feel 21, I don’t feel like an adult just yet (I know I am, but I still feel like a teenager). Venturing into a brave new world almost…

Posted by Nick on October 6th, 2008

DUBLIN

I’m going to Dublin. If you’re in the area, come to the gathering on Saturday, it’ll be awesome. BAI!

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Posted by Nick on October 2nd, 2008

Holy poop

Don’t Undo “I Do.” honors

Posted by Nick on September 29th, 2008

Clubs

Just got in from Tunnel (nightclub) last night. Wednesdays are gay nights. Srsly, the whole club orgy thing? Not feelin’ it. Why do people have to insist on being totally gross when dancing? Clubs can be fun with a group of friends, but I was with only one person I knew - I ended up leaving early. I miss Kaz.

Oh, and I’ve ran out of cider / coffee+cream packets from LA. I have tea, but it’s not as tasty. Sadface :’-(

Posted by Nick on September 25th, 2008

Freshers’ Flu, How I Hate You

I’ve been sick for the past 3 days, unfortunately, affectionately known as the “Freshers’ Flu” due to all the partying that happened during freshers week. I suppose the havoc wreaked upon the bodeh can’t go unpunished, but I’ve been in pain for a few days, constant nose-runnage, it’s finally starting to die down.

Yesterday was my first class, Scottish Literature, History and Culture. It was pretty great, we took a look at books from the 15th century (!!) which were positively fascinating. Here are a couple pics from Freshers (including the Freshers’ Ball).

 

Freshers' Ball

Cheesy Pop avec des ballons!

Posted by Nick on September 23rd, 2008

Rough.

What a rotten night. Had fun on Sacchiehall up until about 2am when we decided to go to the GUU, they told us it was too late to get in, so we walked to the QM - I got up to the bouncer and he looked at me and said “You’re not gettin in.” I asked him why, he refused to give me a reason. I asked for the name of his supervisor, he refused. What the f*ck? I’m so angry. The QM people were just like “Oh we’re sorry just don’t worry about it just come back tomorrow” but - how the crap can someone send me away without justification? That would never fly in the US. Maybe it would, because bouncers are universal assholes. He was just like… laughing at me when I was asking the name of his superior.

We get back to the flat (I was out with my flatmates) and these guys are like trying to get into our room. So stupidly, my one male flatmate lets them in, they come into our kitchen, 3 of them, look like students, and start drinking our vodka! They refused to leave! I call security, it’s 3am by this point. Turns out they’d been vandalizing stuff, and now the cops want a description. So I’ve got to stay up and wait for them. I’ve heard Glasgow was a rough town, but this is ridiculous. It’s got me incredibly angry and sad and rather unsafe feeling. Maybe I should’ve gone to Paris for the year.

Posted by Nick on September 16th, 2008

Best.Weekend.Ever.

Less than three. Video to come soon :]

Liam, Stephen, Nick, Beth, Laura

Stephen and Laur

Liam and Nick

EVERYONE!!!

Stephen Nick and Mhazz

Posted by Nick on September 15th, 2008

Glasgow!

Hellooooo from Scotland! Sorry I’ve been unable to update everyone, I’ve just been running around constantly since I arrived. I arrived last Wednesday and had a 2-day orientation at Edinburgh, which was a beautiful city. We left on Friday, I had a 3 day homestay in the village of Reagill, Cumbria in the lake district of N.W. England. It was a beautiful shire village, full of sheephearders - only 17 people live in the village! Our hostmum was great, very sweet and very anxious to pour wine at every opportunity for us. After that we took a bus to Glasgow! The city itself isn’t as “glossy” as Edinburgh, but there are some very beautiful parts of the city. It feels like much more of an authentic European city than Edinburgh, less touristy and more gritty. I live in a huge “student village” (a set of dorms) called Murano Street, there are 1000 students here although most have yet to arrive. It’s a 25 minute walk from the flats to campus, a bit of a pain but oh well.

Orientation at the Uni itself has been ongoing since Monday, and I’ve been struggling with getting registered for classes. It’s much easier in the U.S., everything is done online and is fairly straight forward. Here, you must visit each department head for “permission” to pre-register, and then you must speak with the professor for the class you want to take and “prove yourself” for the course. It’s such a hassle, I was at first told I wouldn’t be able to take any upper division courses, but I’ve been able to do some legwork and get myself [hopefully] situated in the classes I want. I am taking a b&w photography course at the Glasgow School of Art (very awesome!) and a BAGPIPING course as well! I will be attempting to get into the Media & Cultural Policy course in the television dept. as well, but it’s a level 4 honours course, so it will be a bit difficult. I will try to make a vlog this week and keep everyone updated. Freshers week starts this week, a weeklong party of sorts to welcome new students to the uni and get them involved with on-campus societies. I know I’m joining the GLBT society and the International society so far. Yay! Also I had a soy reaction last night at the welcome ceilidh (traditional scottish dancing), which was horrid, I had to leave early, but I got 2 hours of dancing in. Here’s a picture of my flat, Murano Student Village where I live and Queen Margaret Road, the street I walk down to get to Uni.

My Flat

Murano Street Student Village

 Queen Margaret Rd.

Posted by Nick on September 12th, 2008

The Brilliant Dance

So this is odd,
the painful realization that all has gone wrong.
And nobody cares at all,
and nobody cares at all.
So you buried all your lover’s clothes
and burned the letters lover wrote,
but it doesn’t make it any better.
Does it make it any better?
And the plaster dented from your fist
in the hall where you had your first kiss
reminds you that the memories will fade.

So this is strange,
our sidestepping has come to be a brilliant dance
where nobody leads at all,
where nobody leads at all.
And the picture frames are facing down
and the ringing from this empty sound
is deafening and keeping you from sleep.
And breathing is a foreign task
and thinking’s just too much to ask
and you’re measuring your minutes by a clock that’s blinking eights.

This is incredible.
Starving, insatiable,
yes, this is love for the first time.
Well you’d like to think that you were invincible.
Yeah, well weren’t we all once before we felt loss for the first time?
Well this is the last time.
This is the last time.
This is the last time.

Posted by Nick on August 30th, 2008

3K!!!

Thanks everyone <3 It’s been a fun 6 months =D

 

Posted by Nick on August 30th, 2008