Thursday 24 November 2011

recessive traits & black metal

Yet another time I would like to complain about the lovely educational system in Austria.

I don't know if I should feel offended or not, but although it SOUNDS as the lectures here are trying to educate us in a variety of fields, the boring way in which they are trying to pass on to us their precious knowledge of things we already know (ok, it's an assumption. I do, I'm not sure about the others... arghhh ....

You know what? I'm just angry by now.
Angry with helplessness.

Because about the heredity and recessive traits, genes and chromosomes I know since biology classes in college(BE)/high school(AE) [I always get confused when it comes to naming this school...nvm]
And that the subculture of people listening to black metal , although appears to be (I cite) "obsessed" with death, won't necessairly attact and kill you, I know from experience already. People going to University weren't just born yesterday, were they?

Because this is how I could summarize my last two days at Uni: chromosomes & metal.
And I thought I'd be learning about... or analysing... I don't know... literature?... culture?...

I guess those who say it's best  not to have any expectations are right.
Starting from tomorrow.
No more Uni-related expectations.
Let us be bored to death...

P.S. It is of the heighest importance for me to add: this post was written while our professor was explainig the way in which cats inherit their fur colour from their parents. 
Course title: Austrian Culture.
(As, obviously, you could've guessed from the topic we've dealt with on our today's lecture.)

P.P.S. Otherwise life in Vienna is great! I just hate Uni. Some posts on a more optimistic note may follow soon ;)

Thursday 10 November 2011

What's your postcard story?

Today is 10th November, the 23rd day. Or... the 365th day.

For about a month now I'm taking part in a project which must've been created with freaks like myself in mind. ;)

It's very simple. You log in and click "send a postcard". Then you get an e-mail with address of a random person somewhere in the world and you have to send this person a postcard. You put a special ID number on it and when that person gets your card s/he will register it by this number, so that then also you can be sent a postcard by another random user from some place, sometimes far far away.

I like the idea of this project. You get what you give. Apart from the exchange aspect, it's also nice that someone puts some effort into sending me something I might like (you have a user profile where you write about what you'd like to see or/and read about on your postcards). But the best part is that it's hand-written.
I looove writing e-mails, they're so quick. Writing letters, on the other hand, might be seem as a waste of time, because it takes just too much of our most valued asset. But when we're short of time postcard seems like a great solution. It's simple. It has a limited space. (Although you would be surprised how much writing I can squeeze into my cards!;]) Since it's hand written, it can sometimes take me some time to read it. Maybe sometimes I can't read everything because simply it's just not legible, but I always try and it always makes me smile to hold something that travelled its whole way just to reach ME.

And it works both ways. It's great getting the registration message with people telling you how they liked what you've done for them too. :)

So for over a month now I've been telling random people all over the world about how it is to be me! = ) Sounds crazy... I know. But get this. You're supposed to receive as many postcards as you've sent. There are statistics on each profile. But there seems to be some kind of mistake in the system... because I'm the only one getting more postcards that I sent! Well... crazy people attract craziness I guess. ;)

Have a nice evening everyone and for those of you who, like me, take pleasure in sending cards, here's the link:
http://www.postcrossing.com/

Monday 7 November 2011

Problemchen

Google translates Problemchen as a hiccup.

This setback in German means literally 'a little problem'.

Well I admit that recently I've had quite a few Problemchen... but currently there is just one... my little-problem-of-the-moment:

TOO MANY IDEAS.
(Not enough time.)

And so priorities will have to be made again.
But there's a good news to it too.

Things are looking up!


Frank Sinatra would say: That's life.
And I'm adding: ooooh yes! I'm back in the race.

Frank Sinatra - That's Life