Thursday 23 January 2014

Great Things London Has Given Us

I recently discovered that literally every good thing in life was invented in London. Every good thing. Here is a list of the bestest things that the most amazing city in the world gave to the world:

Scotch Eggs, 1738, Fortnum and Mason
I may not be able to eat these (although Quorn make a delicious vegetarian alternative) but I know (am guessing...) that they are every Brit's favourite picnic food. As they should be. They look amazing.
Thanks London.



Roller Skates, 1760
Only my favourite mode of transportation! What other shoes get you around so speedily and in such style.



Wedding Cake, 18th Century
This is not 100% confirmed, but I'm going to say it is because London is definitely capable of inspiring such a wonderful thing as wedding cake. Actually, fruitcake is kinda gross.



Bicycles, 1819
Only my second favourite mode of transportation!
These were first invented in the form of Hobby Horses, which are completely wooden bikes with big fancy wheels. (Not those toy horse heads on sticks)



Christmas Cards, 1843, John Callcott
Who doesn't love receiving Christmas cards? No one! Yay for London!

YMCA, 1844
You know- where it's fun to stay and you can hang out with all the boys? That place. First opened up in London.

Christmas Crackers, 1847, Tom Smith
Despite this guy having the least original name ever, he did manage to invent something super lovely. What would Christmas be without the crappy gift you get in your cracker and the joke that everyone already knows the punch-line to?



Underground Railway System, 1863
My actual favourite mode of transport! It may be unreliable and a bit delayed at times but, at the end of the day, all Londoners (bar those with chauffeurs) would be lost without it.
Thanks London.

The first ever driving school- the British School of Motoring, 1910
I didn't even know they had cars in 1910, let alone institutes in which to learn how to drive them. But, if anywhere was going to invent this kind of place, it would be London. Plus, this place is still open, I know where I'm going when I finally pluck up the courage to have my first driving lesson.

Penicillin, 1928, Alexander Fleming
Very important this stuff is. A great advance in medical science this was. All done in London. Obviously.

Cash Machines, 1967, John Shepherd-Barron, Enfield Barclays
These are possibly the most useful machines ever. I will never fathom how they work and I don't think I ever want to; for now, I'll continue to believe that there are tiny men inside the machine passing me £10 notes. Thanks little men!

Me, 1996, Queen Charlotte's Hospital
No comment.

Lucy, 1996, Queen Charlotte's Hospital
Yes, Lucy and I were born in the same hospital, in the same year. No, Lucy and I are not long-lost twins. (Although no DNA tests have been done)

As you can see, many fabulous things were invented in London, the greatest city in the world.
I'm not sure what brought on this sudden burst of enthusiasm for London. Not that it is unjustified.

Genuinely, I'm not actually that obsessed with my home city. Maybe there's something in the water.
Classic London.

M x

p.s I'm really sorry about the pictures. I'm not sure what compelled me to make them but, whatever, no regrets.







Wednesday 22 January 2014

Diary Of An IB Student #1

IB therefore I am.

I heard the shrill warnings when I chose my Sixth Form pathway about how the IB would take over my life and how I would reminisce about the sweet old days when I could afford to go out and see friends. I naively laughed off their warnings as a big, over-exaggerated, dramatic joke.

But, yes, only four months into my International Baccalaureate, I can see what they were on about when they said 'IB therefore I am'. It's one heck of a soul-consuming education programme.

I never often finish my work before 10, which is proving very difficult for my Netflix addiction. What's more, there's always the ever-looming presence of some sort of coursework about to be set or a test on some incomprehensible science topic. My workload is like a dark, omnipresent grey cloud that is forever impending on me.

Maybe I'm being too negative and, knowing that I'm speaking to a predominantly non-IB audience, I am hyperbolising my experiences in order to obtain sympathy from those studying A-Levels or, even worse, those actually in the outside world.



Because, really, I'm going to speak out. It's not that bad really. Yes, I get hardly any free-periods during the week. But that means I have learnt to appreciate the free periods that I do have and, to a large extent, they are used efficiently. What's more, the IB has meant that seeing those at my school who study A-Levels (the other education pathway on offer) has become a near impossibility. However, without a doubt, it has made the time that we do manage to squeeze in together even more special. Even if they cannot understand why you have so many bags under your eyes due to lack of sleep.

Aside from the social aspect, or lack thereof, let me talk about what actually matters - why one actually chooses to study six subjects (well, seven. Theory Of Knowledge should always be counted). When offered to embark on the International Baccalaureate programme, they tell you that it really is the best way to receive a rounded education at an advanced level and keep your options for the future open. Now, if anyone out there is the typical deer in headlights when it comes to thinking about the future, then the IB is really a no-brainer. Sometimes enduring the horrors of science and maths if that's not your thing can be a bit arduous, but the benefits are clear.

As is often said in reference to this beauty of an education programme - 'The IB is like vegetables. Sometimes it doesn't taste nice, but you know it's good for you so you eat it up anyway'.


Coupled with the six subjects are three core elements of the IB that make it, admittedly, a lot more time-consuming than A-Levels, but actually have their benefits. At least, I can see the benefits right now while writing this. Perhaps I'm just in a good mood. I certainly don't feel this way about TOK at 7:00AM every morning.

If nothing else, the core (Theory Of Knowledge; Creativity, Action and Service and Extended Essay) really teaches important BS skills that have important applications in life post-education. I mean, who doesn't see the benefit in writing a 700 word reflection journal on participating in a yoga class?

Yet we saunter on, bs-ing along the way as though in the dark, hoping we'll surface after the two years with a diploma in our hand and without too many nervous breakdowns.

It's not about succeeding in the IB. It's about surviving. A decent survival at times, but nonetheless a survival.

So, it would seem as though this time it's not 'IB therefore I am'.
It's 'IB therefore I BS'

L x

Sunday 19 January 2014

Best TV Show Opening Themes

I actually rarely watch any show's opening credits because (I watch all my TV shows online and) I am able to skip them to save precious time. However, the following shows have title sequences that I don't ever skip because I love them so damn much.

Sidenote: I recently discovered a website where I can make GIFs (sorry about the annoying watermark). I may have got a little carried away.

One Tree Hill
The phrase "nailed it" doesn't cover how perfect this opening sequence is. Good one Gavin DeGraw, "I Don't Wanna Be" is a truly brilliant song and I love that he pops up every few seasons and sings it in the show.
I love title credits that show you which actors play each character because sometimes you just need to know who plays who in your favourite show. It gives you snippets of the best times of each season and the opening-sequence-making-people were good enough to make a whole new video for every season.
Having said that, only complaint: Brooke appears to have the same little clip in the opening sequence for a few seasons. And her hair changes a lot from season to season.




Teen Wolf
SO MANY BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE. That's basically all I have to say, plus I like the dramatic music.
Only complaint: Where is Isaac? He's been in the show as a principal character for ages now.




The O.C.
Not only is California by Phantom Planet the greatest song in the whole wide world but this opening theme gives viewers a chance to see all of the cast's beautiful faces in sequence before the show begins. The opening credits make me feel so happy, no matter how many people get brutally murdered in the episode that follows.
Only complaint: Why isn't Rachel Bilson in the season 1 opening theme? Summer Roberts is the bomb.




The Big Bang Theory
Even if you don't watch this show (why not??) you will be able to sing at least part of this song, "The History of Everything" by Barenaked Ladies, because it is brilliant. I, personally, know the whole thing. Even the fast bit. No big deal.
The accompanying video is simple and jampacked with historical references, but also appropriate to the show and fun to watch.
Only complaint: At the very end they show the characters eating take-away and it makes me hungry. Every time.




Game of Thrones
I don't even watch this show but I must say: these opening credits are beautiful. The song makes you want to get up and do something inspirational (I say while sitting on my laptop in my bed) and the whole moving across map thing and around places thing (I have no idea what happens in this show) is awesome.
Only complaint: I do not love the font they used for the names. Plus it's a little small.



Sherlock
This is my sister's choice and I do actually agree with her. I love London so much (as you may be able to tell from previous posts) so I love the edgy shots of the city that we see along with the most perfect music ever. The best thing about this title sequence is the song so a GIF doesn't quite capture the magic, but I shall obviously include one anyway.
Only complaint: It's only 30 seconds. It should last at least three hours. (The show would then be 4 and a half hours in total and that would be incredible.)



And there we have it, the 6 best opening themes from some of the greatest shows in this millennium.
I'm sure there are more and everyone has their own opinions on this and watches more shows than I do (wait, that's not possible. I mean that people watch different shows than I do).

Notable mentions should also go to: Parks and Recreation, New Girl and How I Met Your Mother.

M x

Saturday 18 January 2014

It's OK To Embrace Your Inner Schmidt

Whilst engaging in my favourite past-time of procrastinating from the hideous, nervous breakdown-inducing amount of work I have to do, I visited BuzzFeed in order to increase my own self-awareness and knowledge by completing their quizzes.

Lo and behold! What do we have here? A quiz titled 'Which "New Girl" Character Are You?'. It was my lucky day. Here I am, jovially ticking my answers of choice without a care in the world. And then it hits me, at the very bottom of the page.

You got: Schmidt

How are you supposed to react when news so terribly life-changing enters your world? I was dumbfounded, I was struck with a sense that I would never quite be the same ever again. It was that dramatic.

I guess there are negative connotations associated with 'being a Schmidt'. Yes, sometimes I humiliate myself in front of my entire year. Yes, I say absolutely ridiculous things that elicit someone, nay anyone, to shout out 'Luce... Douchebag jar, now.'


Mindy has been saying it for a couple of years now. Yet I always thought there was a hidden jokey sense within her comments. This quiz confirmed what I had spent so long dismissing as a humorous falsity.

And then I have a realisation. A Schmidt moment, if you will. Who said being a Schmidt had to be a bad thing? Schmidt provides a welcome relief to the other loft mates who are all separately struggling with the difficulties of early adulthood. He is successful and embraces this achievement. He is a hit with the opposite sex, so must possess a charming quality that makes the ladies swoon. Heck, he even has an eye for fashion and can appreciate the need for a good suit and good lighting. When life gets him down, he knows it's all about the recovery. Because, hey, Schmidt happens.



So, ladies and gentlemen, I would request that you look past the superficial arrogant and douche-y qualities that are seen by so many. Peel away the layers of the onion (jar, Lucy) and discover the true Schmidty.

Because, after all, we built this Scmidty on Tootsie Rolls.


L x

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