I'm becoming complacent with updating this blog, as well as with replying emails (sorry!). I am terrible with keeping in touch...especially with those who don't use MSN. Its sad to think that my means of communication has reduced to MSN. I do like the phone though. 'Cept I have misplaced my intl calling card. Ive noted in my diary to buy a new one tomorrow.

Back to emails, I got an email from a friend saying she enjoyed reading my blog, which seemed to touch on all topics except studying - right - and its the primary reason why Im in London. I can summarize the last four weeks at uni in one word - reading. Yes, there are tons of reading. Its too depressing to add up the number of pages of reading for each subject for each week. The thing is, you actually have to do it; in tutorials, where class size is a mere single digit, you inevitably get picked on. Last Monday, I had my first tutorial for one of my subjects, Civil Liberties & Human Rights. The tutor (with the heaviest Scottish accent I have heard so far) went around the class asking each person their response to each of the tutorial questions. In between discussions, she would also randomly throw out a question at someone. No slacking alright.

As for my other subjects, they are going fine. Its difficult to say which is my favourite subject, because a lot of my subjects are overlapping: three of four are concerned with the law on the international level - human rights, public international law, and conflict of laws (essentially, private international law). The lecturers here give seminars with few or no notes at all. My human rights lecturer doesn't bring anything to class (now and then, he would bring the subject reading guide so he could refer us to read certain cases). Its a far cry from....ahem....a certain lecturer who teaches lawyers ethics at Monash. In none of my seminars, do the lecturers use powerpoint presentations or projector slides. I don't miss it, because you feel the lecturer is talking to you and not telling you, if you know what I mean.

Last night (Sunday), I went with some friends from residence to watch stand-up comedy at The Comedy Store. It was brilliant, much funnier than I had anticipated. They had five comedians up on stage who essentially improvised using suggestions by the audience. It was engaging. The troupe were brilliant. They asked the audience for absolutely random items (such as unusual household object), places, people and they would on the spot break out into a song, or a skit about it. Oh, you just had to be there. Highly recommended. We are already planning to go back but on another night (each night features different types of comedy - like on Wed and Sun nights, its improvised comedy; on Friday, I think its classic stand up comedy where you have one comedian on stage at a time giving a stand up). If my finance lets me, I want to make this a monthly affair.

I was about to write, "Its well late" rather than "Its very late". Using "well" is SO British. Like, some of my friends will go, "that is well good". It is apparently British slang. I find that amusing. I mean, I associate 'slang' words with real informal, casual, and almost uneducated language. But to call "well" slang, that sounds too proper.. Lols. I guess, it just all fits in nicely with the sterotype of British English. Oh, there is this other word that is commonly used. "Safe". It takes on a variety of meanings - good/fine/cool/thanks - and will be used in most bizarre contexts:

A says to B, "Is this book yours? Can I borrow it?"

B replies, "Yea, sure"

A says, "Safe"

please tell me this word is making its way out of common usage.