Paper animals

Still very cold outside, so we made these paper animals. I like them.

Finland again!

Pretty cold out here. -21 degrees c. We went sledding. Wore three pairs of trousers and four sweaters under my coat, and somehow the snow still got in my pants. The wind is the coldest part. All very beautiful, blue skies and big piles of snow. Snow everywhere:

fridge poem

I'm not sure about this whole Cambridge thing.

I wish today that I was different or that I was in a different place. I'm not sure Cambridge and I are bonding as well as we might. I don't yet know if this is irreconcilable.

Why am I doing this? I just want to write my novel, but all the time I'm going to lectures on science and maths and 'professional studies'. I am confused as to how I got here, and why. I feel that I'm making a big sacrifice of who I am as a person.

Summer was fantastic. I don't know if I should have stayed in Finland for winter, too. I thought I needed a 'career'. Maybe I really do need a 'career'. And maybe the reality of teaching will fit me better than the course. It's sort of hard to know in advance. But I feel frustrated because I think writing is what I'm best at and it's what I should be doing.

I'll be in Finland in under 48 hours, stay 10 days, and then back for 6 more weeks. After that I'll be 1/3rd done.

So I moved to cambridge.

I live in Cambridge. Not just in Cambridge, but in Cambridge University. Homerton College, pictured above. Here are my observations from week one:
- we are allowed to read alot of picture books and play musical instruments and play ball games during lesson time
- no bottled water in the library
- 'the buttery' contains only an average amount of butter
- there are a lot of Japanese tourists in the town
- even when I only live a five minute walk from bed to lecture hall, I still possess a remarkable capacity to be five minutes late
- more often than not, lectures start 5 minutes early and finish 10 minutes late. maximum value for money then!
- everyone ive met is serious about studying
- the poetry scene is good
- on campus, no one walks on the grass, drops litter or is noisy. people hold doors and say hello when passing strangers. no one rushes.

Living in Finland

Things which are popular in Finland:
- Licorice
- Sausage dogs
- Frowning
- Walking Poles
- Sitting opposite strangers on the train when there is enough space not to
- Weather (it is the whole front page of the newspaper each day)
- Coffee
- Kebabburgers and Kebabpizzas
- Raindeer meat
- The truth
- Visiting one's relatives
- Rye Bread
- Empathy
- Precision
- Moomins
- Forests
- Plaits
- Renting
- Second hand stores

Things which are not:
- Vegetables
- Facial expressions
- Interrupting
- Spontaneity
- 'Trend' fashion
- Talking on public transport
- Flashiness/ boasting
- Short skirts
- Exaggerating
- Sandwiches

Vivat Sunningdalia

Tonight at showers:
Vincent: Your mum sat on a tv and the tv broke because she was so stupid
Joe: Your mum was the tv but then she gave birth to you by accident
Vincent: Not your mum, my mum, i mean, your mum, your mum was the one that did that
Joe: Your mum was wearing a yellow t shirt and all it was was just a yellow t shirt with all her fat hanging out, all her fat hanging out at the bottom and out the sleeves
Vincent: Your mum was doing that except she turned into a taxi and everyone ran after her and tired to climb into the t shirt but her fat was taking up all the room, wasnt it
Joe: I'm better at the high jump
Vincent: I'm better at waterskiing I'm better at waterskiing I'm better at waterskiing
Joe: You're annoying
Vincent: You're annoying and I wish you would go away
Joe: You're a fart
Vincent: Your mum tried to fart but she couldn't
Joe: Yeah, well. I know what you are.
Vincent: No I'm not
Joe: You are
Vincent: No I'm not
Joe: You're a... you're a pube
Vincent: No I am not
Joe: You're two pubes
Vincent: You're pubes. What is a pubes?
Joe: It's really like a wanking. They're practically the same.
Vincent: What are they actually though, tell me
Joe: You're one of them. You should know.
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Next thursday I'm leaving these boys and moving to Finland and having a new job and a new life. It breaks my heart to leave them. I don't know how I'll ever be able to tell them I'm going.