Miss:
Americans. Yeah, yeah.
Television. I went from 4 hours a day to none.
Just using a regular phone and not worrying how much it costs.
Food and the good old dollar
Did I mention television? Right.
Water pressure
Not being a foreigner
Love:
Royal Holloway: dorms/chapel/Founder’s, the huge castle-like complex
Walking around campus/town/London
Revisiting the British Museum
British cars and taking the train
That I’ve accomplished 3 things off my life list already since I got here
Being a foreigner
Only kind of miss:
I don’t dream here. Which is sort of odd as I’ve been dreaming every single night and remembering it almost daily for as long as I can remember.
Random, but nice:
“I say, let me never be complete. I say, may I never be content. I say, deliver me from Swedish furniture. I say, deliver me from clever art. I say, deliver me from clear skin and perfect teeth… I say, evolve, and let the chips fall where they may." stolen from a blog somewhere
Anyway. Tomorrow I'm finally finishing up and packing away blue steel, black maverick, (come on, my laptop's name had to match my ipod; perfectly logical) some more clothes, and all of my actually important/decent photographs i've taken. Until later days...
A very good sunset--anyplace, anytime, should be appreciated much more than it is. Also, even though there wasn’t any real snow this week, a thin layer of ice covered everything on campus and it was pretty amazing. I tried taking some pictures but a lot of it melted before I got out of my long lecture class on Monday afternoon. Completely, utterly underappreciated. In other news, this is my last weekend at college before another nine months or so pass by. Thankfully there will be some visitation while I’m over in England but that’s still awhile. I can’t wait: 25 more days.
Pages between thanksgiving--winter break: 60
Pages I still have left before freedom: 30
Looking at it that way, it’s really not that bad. I do have 5 (!) days to finish writing those other thirty. My classes came pretty close to kicking my butt this semester. Two junior seminars and 3 history classes--what a grand idea. I’m glad I made it out of 5 history (ish) classes alive and with some pretty decent grades…and I tend to complain if I’m in anything but a lit or history class anyway, so I don’t really know who I’m kidding with this.
And that’s it.
Oh. geeze. Where did this semester go?! This week is thanksgiving. Then I have a weekish of classes left. Home. Final or two. Christmas. Fly out. Buh bye. Ah!
Oh snap.
I am really going to England this spring. I got my acceptance on Friday. My classes:
HS2224 Spain from Dictatorship to Democracy, 1939-1989
HS2028 Twentieth-Century World History: The Middle East, Africa and Latin America
HS2019 From Nation State to Multiple Monarchy (2): British History 1588-1649
HS2021 Culture and Politics: Britain 1688-1832
I just found out that I will be staying with a family in England part of the time that I’m there. Not entirely sure how I feel about that but I guess I have a few months to mull it over. I have a ton to do before I can go home this weekend so I don’t even know why I’m writing in this but I guess it’s a decent idea to stay current.
I wouldn't mind if the weather stayed like this for the entirety of this fall.
I absolutely, positively love it. And the mood that it puts me in. I wasn't really that enthusiastic at the beginning of this semester but I feel as though everything is finally falling into place. I really enjoy 3/5 of my classes (as I predicted) and the other two are fine so far. Not really that great or that tragic, which I can definitely live with.
The quad that I live in reminds me of a fishbowl. There are enormous windows everywhere and sounds coming from the outside appear to be much closer than they are & I'm somewhat forced to hear them. This isn't always a bad thing, but always a distinct difference from what I hear at home...which is absolutely, positively nothing at night. Still, it's a great place to live and I can't really complain. My view is pretty entertaining too.
After a period of panic over more or less everything going wrong with my study abroad plans, I'm just waiting for that final letter that gives me an acceptance to Royal Holloway. Annnnnd assuming that happens, I will be there in mid-January. Annnnd assuming that happens, I will be going to Paris this February. Not that I"m overly excited about that or anything.
That's all.
The best part about driving: at night I can see all the stars when I'm driving home on the back roads and almost always the moon. Music is nice too. I say this because I think I'd go crazy if I couldn't drive and it's probably also the most relaxing thing in the world...when people are not tools.
That is all.
Edit/PS: This actually happened to me.
I'm driving along on Rt 3 singing, talking to myself..the usuals. Suddenly i realize that I am behind a bus and the kids sitting in the back are all pointing at me. one of the girls whips out a notebook and after she's done scribbling she holds it up. DON'T TALK TO YOURSELF it says. Who does that?
I love making money and seeing people sooo I'm trying to be better at doing both. Cramming three job esque committments into my summer makes that a little bit harder but hopefully not impossible. Also, if you ever need a giggle, watch Rob & Big. I feel slightly embarrased sometimes by my trashy film and television choices...then I remember how much I love them and know that I could never part from them. On that note...
I worked part of the "late night" shift on Friday. As i expected, it was a fabulous experience. Since the next shift didn't come in, I worked from 4pm-2something am & heard most of the common expletives from customers who couldn't understand why we had to close. Anyway..being home (so far) hasn't been boring and I actually feel really optimistic and think this will be a really good summer. After this one I will be in Hartford for awhile & then out of the country for six months. that's a pretty scary thought--this is one of my last (long) stints in RI for some time.
I want to go to the beach.
