Einmal, bitte nur einmal, wenn die Stunde ausgefallen ist, sagt mir vor ich bin an der Schule gekommen.
Above (grammar errors and all) is what i should have said today. Once again, a lesson has been cancelled and no one thought to tell me til the last possible moment. Typisch
Now i'm not going to lie, every time I find out a lesson is cancelled, there is a little 'thrill' of 'early freedom' to it. But still, its annoying....walking all the way to school...for nothing...then walking all the way back.
Its just a waste of my precious time, time in which i could have been fucking about doing lots of that important work I have.
Today is no exception, especially since I'd been in school all morning, basically being verarscht and treated like a substitute teacher all day, only then to come back to school in the afternoon, for absolutely no reason.....still I suppose its a blessing, since I really had kein mehr Bock for that last lesson.
Nothing left to do now but go home and get stoned complete many useful tasks and accomplish a lot.
Now there's a happy teacher
Actually, fuck it....what do i care? The weekend is almost here and i'm going to Venice bitches!
Say what you like about the Germans, but they know street art. I've been out and about and....well, travelling a great deal lately and generally experiencing cities that are a little more trendy, exciting, 'vintage fun with a new age feely' than Aachen.....basically much more bourgois, or at least less nerdy
NOT what i meant by 'nerdy Aachen', thanks Google Images
As i said, i've been awfully metropolitan of late, in mostly in Bonn, Münster & Köln , which has been doing a fantastic job of satisfying my Reiselust....or some sort of Lust at least. But either way my exposure to some of the more subtle Kultur of my generation deutschland has been off the charts...you know the kind, those charts your average Bauingenieur student in Aachen seems to make for fun
Like this...but funnier...wakawaka
Without further adieu here are some of the best expressions of modern german society that i've seen on the street.
Interpret as you will....then google image the pope *shudder*
For more super fun pictures head on over my Tings from Deutschland album, its classy and shamelessly self promoted...so you know its good
In other news i've started reading german books in an effort to learn a bit more and....*shock/horror*...i've actually been enjoying it, so much so that it's inspired me to start writing again. I haven't blogged recently for lack of anything to moan about (well nothing amusing at least) but look out for more entries as i become more and more inspired and dare per chance to do something a bit different....creative even. No doubt my further travels will encourage this, especially since I have been booking travels and flights left, right and center. Exciting stuff!
Now to bring the slightly too cultured/happy/mature tone of this post down a peg, i'd like to talk briefly about one particular german custom, which cute as it may be...is starting to nerven.
As you may already know, dear reader, the germans...bless them... really love their dogs and for the most part this is an awfully süsse and frankly impressive example of man's relationship with our canine best friends...especially considering how well behaved/trained these dogs are, casually sautering through shopping malls (h&m), restaurants and trendy bars...all while sporting the latest in doggy fashion.
Sanchez here seen modelling the latest Brooklyn 70s revival....and a lovely golden coat.
Now this is all well and good, except for one common consequence of 100s of dogs roaming the streets, dogs without oposable thumbs, with a devil may care 'i don't give a fuck' attitude, and owners that care more about what labels their dog is wearing than themselves...can you guess what it is yet?
Erm well...close enough
Yep its all over the fucking streets of Aachen, and the last thing you need to see on a 7.30am walk to school.
On much the same topic (S.H.I.T), the excuses for teachers getting me to take their lessons for them are know reaching interestingly lazy proportions, today's for example;
"Can you teach the class alone today, Ali...because I have to go to a volleyball game , it's students again teachers!"
Come on now, your not even trying to make them sound important anymore, at least humor me that you give a shit about teaching your own classes.
Well it could be worse, at least noone in my school has starting sporting empty frames and movember style moustaches, two urbanite disasters that have recently started to hit the aforementioned trendy cities in this blog.....and we all know what that results in...we've had it for like 2 years now in England, come on sing it with me;
"I play synth......we all play synth......"
Ahh hell I can't talk, I just stocked up this weekend on cardigans, fancy/gay jumpers and a shiny new pair of brogues....dammit Jen! :P
Oh my minty goodness that was an essay, ich verspreche shorter entries in the future.
Peace bitches!
