It’s been a month (give or take a few days) since I’ve moved to Leeds so I figured it was time for me to actually throw together a proper update.
Back to School
It’s probably best to start with the reason I came to this city in the first place. In case some of you have no idea what the hell I’m studying, I’m getting my master’s in Media Industries. What is that? Good question. Pretty much I’m looking at the economic, socio, cultural impact of media on society, but then again I could be completely wrong. So I’ll get back to you on that one. The lectures have been good a(s in I don’t fall asleep minus our library induction [DIE!!!]). I’m really interested in everything we talk about, which is should really be the point since I decided to pursue this, right? Anyway aside from the endless pages of reading, there aren’t too many assignments, except for a couple of essays (at least 2,000+ words in length) throughout the semester. Not gonna lie, with the lack of class hours and hardly any written assignments, it feels like this semester will be cake. But I have a feeling that next term will kick my ass.
What’s more interesting that the content of my lectures is the fact that for the first time ever I’m one of the older students (or people) somewhere. When I used to intern/work at places, I was always the youngest in the room. Although apparently I look like an undergrad frosh or soph, it feels weird sometimes but a lot of fun to fool people into thinking I’m a lost new student on campus.
Adapting to the New Environment
Obviously Leeds isn’t the boonies, but I did have to start assimilating to the culture and language. Now if you were with me during ‘Journalism in London’ or hang around with certain people who like to make up words, you know how quickly I can pick up terminology and colloquialisms. And that’s no different here. Now when I Skype with anyone from the States, I’ll probably sound like the same me, but once I’m around any of my new (especially English) friends I start using the words they’d probably use with some of my own “Americanisms” thrown in. Instead of vacuuming, bathroom, sweaters and lines, it’s “hoovering,” “toilet,” “jumpers” and “queues.” Apparently I don’t try things out but “give things a go.” And I no longer “fix” things but “sort” them out. I have a couple of friends who are on a mission to make sure I will learn how to speak “correct English,” and so far their lessons seem to be working. But I guess my trip back home in December will test that.
And all the walking. While I do love to do that, the hills in this city can kill me or maybe did. My house is atop a hill, which sounds fun, but not great when you have bags of groceries and your books and schlep them up said hill. On a positive note, I’m much healthier these days and probably lost about a stone. If you have no clue what that means, click this. Yay me!
As you know I do love my share of sports. But when it comes to school athletics, I wasn’t really a fan — well if they’re from my school anyway. Even though I played soccer in high school, Macademic was definitely known more for brains than brawn. Then there’s NYU, where our (real) mascot was a violent color, had a football team for only one year and is division one in fencing — clearly not big on the team athletics. So it was a breath of fresh air when I saw the varsity rugby game between Leeds Uni and Leeds Met last night. Despite the fact that I have never watch rugby or ever went to a proper uni sporting event like this, I was out of my element. But I’m obviously down to try new things. And here’s a peak at what I witnessed.
And let’s not forget the streakers…
That’s all for now. Will write again later and promise it won’t be as long as this — I hope. :)