Friday May 26th-Saturday May 27th Friday was a busy day.  I started packing to leave in earnest, both for my short trip to London and for my eventual return to the States.  I also got rid of a bunch of stuff–there’s a huge bin in the lobby for donations to a heart condition research group.  As… Continue reading Days 136 & 137: thank goodness for trains

Tuesday May 23rd-Thursday May 25th Heads up–about a thousand words of medical problems are coming up, including descriptions of needles and blood, both separately and together.  Also doctors being terrible. Well.  Tuesday was a doozy. I’d been feeling gross for the past two days, and I woke up on Tuesday morning feeling especially awful.  I was really out… Continue reading Days 133-135: oh good now I know the emergency number for the U.K.

Tuesday May 16th-Monday May 22nd On Tuesday morning, I discovered that there was gonna be a Q&A session with my Current Issues teacher about the exam.  I’m gonna be honest–I haven’t started studying for that one.  I’ve been sick and my Traditional Drama exam is much earlier.  (Tomorrow, yikes!)  So I didn’t have any questions… Continue reading Days 126-132: every time I think I’ve got a handle on this “big university” thing, something pops up and throws me for a loop

Friday April 21st-Monday May 15th (link to article I stumbled across about the statues) Okay, so immediately after I published the post where I talked about booking my plane tickets, I realized that I might not want to return to Edinburgh.  I was too busy being anxious about being an adult that I forgot I… Continue reading Days 101-125: apparently there are more statues of animals than women in Edinburgh

Monday April 3rd-Thursday April 20th I think I have another cold.  This is deeply unfair because the only time I’ve gone outside this hall was when I bought groceries on Saturday.  Other than that, I’ve been holed up in my room, succumbing to the bone-deep weariness that is my constant companion.*  I guess my immune system… Continue reading Days 83-100: I’m going to be so sad if I can’t find the specific chocolate I’ve gotten hooked on when I go back to the U.S.

Monday March 27-Sunday April 2nd I rushed to do my laundry on Monday morning (I don’t have class until 12:10 on Mondays) because I didn’t do it on Sunday and I was out of everything.  I had a bit of confusion about whether or not I needed to rush, because I wasn’t sure I had class.… Continue reading Days 76-82: customs fees were created specifically to torment me

Thursday March 16-Sunday March 26th Wednesday night fit very neatly into my idea of hell on Earth.  There were many, many loud people.  This has been an ongoing problem for me–loud people above and below me in the building, going to the various strip clubs near me, etc.  It’s been contributing to my insomnia/messed up… Continue reading Days 65-75: an unexpected academic difference

Sunday March 5th-Wednesday March 15th RE: the title–I saw this post on Tumblr, and Googled to double-check it, which led me to this cool BBC article with more info. I crashed after all the stuff I did on Saturday.  Slept through all of Sunday and most of Monday and Tuesday.  Should probably go to the… Continue reading Days 54-64: the history of fish and chips is fascinating

Monday February 27th-Saturday March 4th I almost didn’t make it to class on Monday because I was pretty sick–I’m not sure I do have a cold because my symptoms aren’t quite right.  Class was kind of hellish because I had a nasty headache and I think I was running a fever, but I did start… Continue reading Days 48-53: turns out ceilidh dancing is exactly like contra dancing but faster and with more alcohol-induced tomfoolery

Thursday February 23th-Sunday February 26th On Thursday and Friday, I sat around and did basically nothing while my body tried to decide whether or not it was going to fight off whatever I was coming down with.  I dusted and vacuumed most of my room, in case it was just my allergies, but that didn’t… Continue reading Days 44-47: a scone by any other name would taste as sweet