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April 2, 2010 at 10:45 pm (Uncategorized)

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March 5, 2010 at 2:12 pm (Uncategorized)

Ok ok… in order to entertain matze I will write again something… Well, what to say? Yesterday for example I was in Avatar in the local Odeon Cinema.
First I resisted the mainstream and didn’t want to watch that movie cause it has too much animation for my taste… not quite my cup of tea…
But I was really impressed of it, especially because I watched it in 3D! Had to pay 8.5o pounds for it (student discount included), but it was worth the money… Better than paying 40 pounds for a musical where you understand only 30 % of the lyrics ūüė¶
If you haven’t been to Avatar yet: Go!!!
It reminded me a lot on “Der mit dem Wolf tanzt”, similar topic although the latter is more deep and wiht better drawn characters. The characters in Avatar are somewhat too extreme, just consider the the head of the human militaries.
When I came out of the cinema i wanted to be a big blue Alien, just living in Peace with nature, sticking my pony tail into some wisdom tree or superdragon…

What else?
On Wednesday there was a demonstration at out Uni against educational cuts from which mostly the languages are affected. I didn’t care so much, cause I’m leaving in April and it’s also not my department who is suffering most. But nevertheless i found it right that people resist against the government when it comes to cutbacks in the education system. So, me and Claudio were walking around the main court in search for a place to eat our cake that we found on some table and was left from some charity funding action… It was then when we saw these demonstrators sitting in the gallery, blocking the way and shouting “No Ifs, no Buts, no Education cuts!”, surrounded by security guys. We decided it would be a good place to sit down and eat our cake… Alongside shouting in order not to cause a stir: “No Ifs, no Buts, no education cuts!” mampf mampf… “No Ifs, (mampf) , no education (mampf mampf)!” …
Then a guy, working for some newspaper, came to me and asked me stuff:
“Whats your name? What do you study? Why are you here? Why are you protesting?”
I didn’t tell him I was only looking for some place to eat my cake, instead I told him something like:
“well it’s good to protest against the cuts, although I’m not directly affected by it, since I’m from the earth science department…bla bla… Who knows one day the could also cut money for my department bla bla…”
later claudio told me that he saw a newspaper in the hands of this guy called “the worker” or similar… with obligatory symbols of a hammer and sickle on it.

what else?
i was considering with claudio to plan a trip to wales for 2 or 3 days for some trekking in the mountains…. but since we both have little money to spend, it could just end in talk (im sand verlaufen)…

so far so good.

bye bye till next time

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Once again Murphy is right

January 19, 2010 at 3:22 pm (Uncategorized)

What a nice day this is until yet. First I lost my bike to a bar halfway between UCL and my home. Just went into a nice 99 pence shop to look for some tools what they of chorse didn’t have, came out and tried to unlock my bike – negative. Is it the right bike? Positive. Try again – negative. Somehow my nice little lock niced up and i couldn’t open it again, so I can’t use my bike anymore.

Hmm shit happens I thought. Went to a carpenter to buy wood and tools to do-it-myself legs for a table I found in the attic of my house. It’s a fuckin red table, though without legs… But London is not Germany, the “Baumarkt” wonderland. So it was quite hard to find sth. On my way back; don’t forget I was afoot, I decided to try a shorter way home and ended up in nicely circling around the main route which cost me 10 minutes more than the normal way.

OK, don’t worry too much, I thought, finally you are at home and you can build together your tale. After screwing 15 minutes for the first leg I realized that there’s no point in¬† screwing on cause it was already screwed up! The nice screws were of such bad quality that the cross on top of the screw became a round depression. There was no point to push it further in or get it out again… nice! These bastards could have given me plastic screws and they would have been better than these.¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† Now the table lays on my floor, one leg stretching in the air.

I feel quite depressed now. But I have to go to uni. I don’t know if this is the right day to dare a step out of the house again. A meteorite could slay me or I could be struck by lightning. But wait it’s not even raining.¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬†¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† ¬† On the other side there’s Murphy…

P.S. replace every ‘nice’ with ‘fuck(ing)’

EDIT @10 pm:

The day is almost gone and I’m still alive ūüôā¬† I just heard a song from Cat Empire, my favourite one,¬†that cheered me up and made me think again how brilliant it is.¬†Especially the part from 3.57min is godlike!!! It makes you feel a strong urge to move and dance. I’m now alone in the computer cluster room of the UCL, so maybe I will do so ;).

If you guys happen to know other songs that are similar to this, either in way of the genre (gypsie, funk) or better in the way how the whole song develops, beginning quite slow and in the end getting faster and faster before it explodes finally. This question is especially directed to you Martin!   I have big faith in your music proficiency.


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For relaxing times, make it Sainsbury time

January 18, 2010 at 2:22 am (Uncategorized)

Here is a photo of my room. I still need a table to be able to learn properly. Until now I use the bed and its surroundings as my workplace.
My new flatmates are easy going and  quite international: english, lithuanian, french, australian.

One reason for the low prices at Sainsburys could be that they obviously have no advertising agency. Last evening I had dinner at a friend of mine. As dessert we had Sainsburys vanilla ice cream, 2 liters. My expactations concerning Sainsburys packages were not very high since I was used to the basic products which consist usually of an orange writing on white background. The ice cream wasn’t of the basic category so I could hope for more creativity. And behold, the product designer seemed to be very smart:

Why should they pay loads of money for some top-10-chart-newcomer who is, half naked, licking the ice cream with the tip of her tongue?

Why engaging some hollywood veteran for millions of pounds to let him speak one time the products name even if he’s not able to pronounce it in the right manner?

Why speaking about the bush?

Yeah! Let’s be straightforward and tell the customer the truth, that this ice cream is just yummy! And to highlite that use a big arrow pointing to the ice cream and write in it the simple fact: ‘Yummy‘ . There’s no need to create unconcious associations when you can have it so easy…

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Moving again…

January 14, 2010 at 1:35 am (Uncategorized)

… But this time just 2 floors downstairs. I couldn’t move into my new room immediatelz cause the guy who was is there, moves out only on the 14th. So my landlord offered me to stay in the attic for so long. And I was really desperate to find a room cause it was already new year and I had to move out on the 4th. So this was kind of my last chance. And I took it. I stayed a few days in claudios room and then moved to my new room in Belsize Park. The first day in the attic was quite awful. It was fuckin cold, no heater up there, only your own body that serves as a radiator to warm up the sleeping bag. After a few days i got the nickname “The man from the attic” from my new flatmates.But finally I will get the room, I can’t wait for it. Yesterday I even slept at the university cause I didn’t want to cycle back 2o minutes at 3 in the night just to sleep for 6 hours in the cold. So I tried to nod in the computer room which of chorse didn’t work well. The cleaning staff woke me up at half past 5 in the morning. I’m writing out of my sleeping bag and I feel my fingers getting numb. I have to quit to warm them. Bye

My new Adress:

Gabriel Merli
78 Upper Park Road
Belsize Park
NW3 2UX London

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Terro rice

January 13, 2010 at 1:41 am (Uncategorized)

As every student at the UCL, I received an email from the London Metropolitan Police, in which they ask for aid from anyone who has informations about this terrorist who tried to blow up the transatlantic flight from Amsterdam to Detroit.  You may know this guy was student at the UCL and finished in 2008 with degrees in engineering and some business studies. 

The police¬†writes you should call the¬† ‘confidential Anti-Terrorist Hotline‘.¬†It’s like¬†the MI6 would call you for some help: “There is this difficult case¬†with Saddam Hussein and¬†we can’t find any weapons of mass destruction in Irak. We were wondering if you have happened to¬†see any?”¬†¬†

In a city where dozens of CCTV cameras are pointed on you, making you feel nervous when you are scratching your balls in a gloomy backyard, the police is obviously not able to evaluate the riskiness that was emanating from this guy. A disturbing thought.

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Winter fun

January 9, 2010 at 11:50 pm (Uncategorized)

Why am I doing this shit? I always ask me this question during the 2nd loop. I really don’t know why I decided to run regularly every Saturday in a nearby Park at 9 in the morning. Without my friend Claudio I couldn’t do it I guess. A problem shared is a problem halved. Maybe.

Todays run was a real torture. Though the landscape was beautifully covered with a white blanket, running was anything but walking on air. The -4 degree cold winter air was flushing our lungs so that it was hard to breath and combined with pain. The uncondensed snow didn’t make it easier, every step was a slippery adventure.

But what keeps me motivated is the great feeling afterwards, when you sit in the park cafe, totally relaxed, your muscles still tingly from the blood flowing faster. Then enjoying the best tea I ever drunk here in the UK and meanwhile reflecting the past run, realizing that it was a struggle but in the end worth it.

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The day before the 7th Jan

January 7, 2010 at 12:39 am (Uncategorized)

I write you these sentences because I don’t know if I will be able to write anything in the next days… maybe these will be the last words in my life, nobody knows. Today we had a heavy onset of winter with 30000000 nanometer of snow. I haven’t experienced these unbelievable powers of nature yet in my life. You must have seen it with your own eyes to fully understand what i’m talking about. This is not kindergarten winter like in siberia. It is like hell, only made out of ice and snow and it’s real!
Unfortunately it will get worse. If it’s true what the forecast is saying a mighty blizzard is coming that will strike the island with all it’s power. Apparently this could be the end of the United Kingdoms. We all hope here that the weather forecast is wrong, otherwise pray for our souls.

Thank you! ūüôā

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January 2, 2010 at 10:21 pm (Uncategorized)

New Year, New hair style… actually cut on the last day of the old year. Didn’t want to “slip” into new year like a mop.

P.S.From now on, I try to write more often some posts, but keep them short so I don’t loose hours on them.

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Happy New Year!

January 1, 2010 at 11:15 pm (Uncategorized)


I haven’t written for a long time. I will do better this year, it’s a new years resolution!

I wish you all a “Happy New Year 2010“.

Me and some friend from my hall were at the Southbank to see the Fireworks. It was really amazing. Earlier that night we could watch the partially eclipse of the moon. Then we rushed to th Thames to get a good site for viewing. We had to wait more than 3 hours in the cold night. Meanwhile everybody wanted to go into the only shop on our site (Westminster bridge),

so that there was queuing of 30 minutes to get in. The owner of the shop seemed to have made some special new year prices since the indications of the price on the racks were removed.
Queuing for the Dixxies were approximately 30-40 minutes, so after starting to drink happily to brave the cold, and having waited the first time for the toilet, we understood that drinking and queuing were inevitabely interconnected. So we reduced our alcohol input in order to enjoy the fireworks relieved.

But the long waiting was worth it! Just watch the movie on youtube.

The explosions were so heavy that you could feel the vibrations. The whole London Eye was chock-full of explosives and firing constantly so that you thought that it will fall into Thames immediately. Sadly the spectacle was over after 9 minutes.
And punctually when the fireworks have ended, it started to snow.


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