Hey. How are you?
Good. How about you?
I am good.
I see happy people everywhere...
Hi. What have you guys been up to?
Nothing special. We just ate some children for breakfast.
Hello. How are you today?
I was feeling ok until you asked me...
How is the food? Is everything ok? Do you need anything?
Yes... I need you to stick a fork in my ass and twist it twice. Thank you.
And... do you really care about how is my food? Or you just want the tip?
IF SOMEONE ASKS ME ONE OF THESE THINGS EVER AGAIN, I WILL PUNCH THAT PERSON IN THE FACE!
After hearing this everywhere I go at least 10 times per day (specially in shopping malls... a trip to hell!) , I am starting to be a bit pissed.
Too much "niceness" makes me want to puke.
August 21, 2006
August 16, 2006
To write or not to write
I've been wondering if I should end this blog or not...
I started it to describe my period in the UK, the cultural experiences, some photos, etc
I am not there anymore and all my travelling periods won't be as long as 1 year.
Even my co-writer stopped blogging here.
I have a portuguese blog in which I invest most of my creativity and time and I feel that this one is just getting boring...
The only thing that prevents me from doing it are my english speaking friends that don't read portuguese...
I don't know... any suggestions?
I started it to describe my period in the UK, the cultural experiences, some photos, etc
I am not there anymore and all my travelling periods won't be as long as 1 year.
Even my co-writer stopped blogging here.
I have a portuguese blog in which I invest most of my creativity and time and I feel that this one is just getting boring...
The only thing that prevents me from doing it are my english speaking friends that don't read portuguese...
I don't know... any suggestions?
August 14, 2006
August 09, 2006
I am a portuguese man in I-da-ho
They took my photo, finger prints, searched the luggage and even took a X-ray of my sneakers.
From now on I exist to them. I am here, not somewhere out there.
I have landed.
I am an alien. I am an legal alien.
I am a portuguese man in I-da-ho.
Rufus Wainwright - Across the universe
From now on I exist to them. I am here, not somewhere out there.
I have landed.
I am an alien. I am an legal alien.
I am a portuguese man in I-da-ho.
Rufus Wainwright - Across the universe
August 03, 2006
Bowling for America
Maybe I shouldn't have seen the documentary Bowling for Columbine before I go to the US...
I see guns everywhere... ooooooohhh!
For more information please refer to:
Depeche Mode - Barrel of a gun
I see guns everywhere... ooooooohhh!
For more information please refer to:
Depeche Mode - Barrel of a gun
August 02, 2006
July 27, 2006
Condoleezisms
I wonder if Miss Rice would be good for Sushi?!... It might be the only use that we can give to her since that in the Middle East she is useless!
Unless she is planning to open a sushi franchise there. That would explain the bombings...
For more information: http://sparklepony.blogspot.com/
Unless she is planning to open a sushi franchise there. That would explain the bombings...
For more information: http://sparklepony.blogspot.com/
July 25, 2006
July 20, 2006
July 16, 2006
July 14, 2006
From the fridge to the microwave
This is how I feel... like I jumped from the fridge to the microwave.
I am melting... help!
I am melting... help!
July 08, 2006
Reverse cultural shock stages
You move to a new country and you have a cultural shock.
You return to your own country after that and you have a reverse cultural shock:
1- Your transport to the airport is late. You have problems at the airport with excess luggage and that makes you late to catch the plain.
2- You arrive tired but happy to see that there is a blue sky after all...
3- Your family and friends get mad because you don't seem to be happy to return (being stressed and tired doesn't seem to be an excuse).
4- You realize that the shop you used to go closed and was replaced by some stupid franchise.
5- Again, your friends get mad when you refuse to go out because you are tired.
6- When you want to go out your friends refuse to go because they are tired.
7- You find it difficult to adapt even though you wished to be back since you left.
8- People get mad because you didn't said your arrival date... inspite the emails you sent about that!
9- People get mad because you didn't called when you arrived... not understanding that calling 100 people in one day would be a bit difficult.
10- People find you strange. You find people strange.
11- Your friends are different, you're different. Shit is still the same shit as always.
12- Your start missing the people you met in the other country, you miss the emotions, the fun, the simple things, the Fredo frogs, the organic food, the Canadian Muffin Company and having free Amazon delivery in the UK...
13- You miss the love nest, the trip to Scotland and that cute smile.
14- You miss it a lot.
15- You think: adapt or die!
16- You adapt... and life goes on.
You return to your own country after that and you have a reverse cultural shock:
1- Your transport to the airport is late. You have problems at the airport with excess luggage and that makes you late to catch the plain.
2- You arrive tired but happy to see that there is a blue sky after all...
3- Your family and friends get mad because you don't seem to be happy to return (being stressed and tired doesn't seem to be an excuse).
4- You realize that the shop you used to go closed and was replaced by some stupid franchise.
5- Again, your friends get mad when you refuse to go out because you are tired.
6- When you want to go out your friends refuse to go because they are tired.
7- You find it difficult to adapt even though you wished to be back since you left.
8- People get mad because you didn't said your arrival date... inspite the emails you sent about that!
9- People get mad because you didn't called when you arrived... not understanding that calling 100 people in one day would be a bit difficult.
10- People find you strange. You find people strange.
11- Your friends are different, you're different. Shit is still the same shit as always.
12- Your start missing the people you met in the other country, you miss the emotions, the fun, the simple things, the Fredo frogs, the organic food, the Canadian Muffin Company and having free Amazon delivery in the UK...
13- You miss the love nest, the trip to Scotland and that cute smile.
14- You miss it a lot.
15- You think: adapt or die!
16- You adapt... and life goes on.
July 02, 2006
June 28, 2006
Welcome Back - Idaho
By Rick - This is one of the first posts from the new Post-UK cultural experience experiments.
It's been weird being back in the US. I thought that when I came back, certain things would be even better than they'd been before I left. For instance, take Taco Bell. I craved it like crazy in the UK, but once I got back, I realized that it's over-processed and actually kind of gross. It's only one of a number of things that have been that way.
Reverse culture shock has been worse than the initial culture shock of the UK was. I'm going through almost all of the same emotions (anger, frustration, fear, confusion, rejection, etc.) but it's worse because this should just feel like home. I should have slipped back into life here like a foot does into a long-lost favorite shoe.
I miss weird things about the UK too. I miss smelling like cigarette smoke all the time. It's not that I enjoyed smelling like smoke, but I got used to it, and it didn't have the deep stigma associated with it there that it does here in the US. I miss decent food at the grocery store. Everything here is processed bleached carbs or full of high-fructose corn syrup... or both.
Most of all, I miss the little protective bubble I'd found in the UK. Good friends that became family, and looked out for each other. We were like our own little mock UN, except that we got along and didn't fight about money. Everyone here has to be an individual, so there's no community. I miss the safety and freedom that the UK offered too. I really can't explain it now, so I won't even try, but rest assured it was important. I've got a lot of freedoms here, but they all feel false for some reason, because everything is so contrained and directed by popular opinion.
I realize this isn't my most uplifting blog entry, but I don't feel uplifted right now. Trying to figure out where I fit in the grand scheme of things again is really tiring. I need an emotional nap.
It's been weird being back in the US. I thought that when I came back, certain things would be even better than they'd been before I left. For instance, take Taco Bell. I craved it like crazy in the UK, but once I got back, I realized that it's over-processed and actually kind of gross. It's only one of a number of things that have been that way.
Reverse culture shock has been worse than the initial culture shock of the UK was. I'm going through almost all of the same emotions (anger, frustration, fear, confusion, rejection, etc.) but it's worse because this should just feel like home. I should have slipped back into life here like a foot does into a long-lost favorite shoe.
I miss weird things about the UK too. I miss smelling like cigarette smoke all the time. It's not that I enjoyed smelling like smoke, but I got used to it, and it didn't have the deep stigma associated with it there that it does here in the US. I miss decent food at the grocery store. Everything here is processed bleached carbs or full of high-fructose corn syrup... or both.
Most of all, I miss the little protective bubble I'd found in the UK. Good friends that became family, and looked out for each other. We were like our own little mock UN, except that we got along and didn't fight about money. Everyone here has to be an individual, so there's no community. I miss the safety and freedom that the UK offered too. I really can't explain it now, so I won't even try, but rest assured it was important. I've got a lot of freedoms here, but they all feel false for some reason, because everything is so contrained and directed by popular opinion.
I realize this isn't my most uplifting blog entry, but I don't feel uplifted right now. Trying to figure out where I fit in the grand scheme of things again is really tiring. I need an emotional nap.
June 27, 2006
Tubisms
London + Weekend + 7 tube lines stopped for engineering work = disaster!
Ok... couldn't they have stopped less lines on the last two days? 7 lines at the same time???
And warning on the same day doesn't help...
Ok... couldn't they have stopped less lines on the last two days? 7 lines at the same time???
And warning on the same day doesn't help...
June 17, 2006
Spider casualties
The first casualty of the Civil War.
And nothing will be the same again...
Long live the king Straczinsky!
Image borrowed from daily clark
And nothing will be the same again...
Long live the king Straczinsky!
Image borrowed from daily clark
June 15, 2006
Two more weeks
Two more weeks and I will away from Plymouth.
But it seems like 2 more years...
TWO MORE YEARS (Bloc Party)
But it seems like 2 more years...
TWO MORE YEARS (Bloc Party)
June 13, 2006
I love the football world cup
The world cup is something good!
Takes people out of the streets and puts them away for a few weeks, replacing them with flags on the windows...
When the clock stops ticking
Seconds measured in thorns.
Minutes measured in needles.
Hours measured in daggers.
Days measured in knives.
Weeks measured in swords.
Months measured in spears.
The clock, my body.
The time, scatters my mind.
I will heal, when the clock stops ticking.
What time is it?
LCD Soundsystem - Loosing my edge
Minutes measured in needles.
Hours measured in daggers.
Days measured in knives.
Weeks measured in swords.
Months measured in spears.
The clock, my body.
The time, scatters my mind.
I will heal, when the clock stops ticking.
What time is it?
LCD Soundsystem - Loosing my edge
June 09, 2006
Magic pills
Dear diary.
Where can I find a magic pill that allows me to go to sleep and wake up in 2 months?
Or maybe a pill that allows me to travel long distances in seconds?
I've been taking happiness pills but those don't seem to be enough.
Oh well...
Where can I find a magic pill that allows me to go to sleep and wake up in 2 months?
Or maybe a pill that allows me to travel long distances in seconds?
I've been taking happiness pills but those don't seem to be enough.
Oh well...
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