Tuesday January 24th-Monday January 30th I did absolutely nothing on Tuesday. The class that was canceled on Monday (Current Issues in Semantics and Pragmatics) was canceled on Tuesday too, and I got an email saying it was also canceled on Wednesday. I’m worried about the teacher, because my dad was a college teacher before he… Continue reading Days 14-20: my American professor said there’s no such thing in basic symbolic logic as ->I, but my professor here says there is and showed us an example of it
Friday January 20th-Monday January 23rd I was planning to do a lot of stuff on Friday, but then I was depressed instead, and I only ran the most urgent errands. At first I thought it was just, yanno, the usual stuff. Then I remembered what day it was. Then I got more depressed. The only… Continue reading Days 10-13: did you know it’s illegal to bring haggis into the United States?
Tuesday January 17th-Thursday January 19th. (Update on the hair dryer/no plugs in the bathroom thing–my friend Owen told me it is indeed a U.K. thing to not have plugs in the bathroom, so as to prevent electrocution accidents. I’m deeply amused by what this implies about us Americans.) On Tuesday, I was late to my first… Continue reading Days 7-9: almost every time I ask what a piece of slang means, it turns out I knew it and just forgot
Sunday January 15th & Monday January 16th. Late Saturday night, I started getting that itchy feeling at the back of my throat that I always get before I get a cold; I woke up Sunday morning feeling a lot worse. I luckily brought a bit of cold medicine with me, but I needed to buy some–and… Continue reading Days 5 & 6: I’m not sure which side of the sidewalk I’m supposed to be walking on, and my fellow pedestrians haven’t made it any clearer
Friday January 13th & Saturday January 14th. Friday was weird. On Thursday night, I stayed up super late–partially because of timezones, partially because I locked myself out of my hall around 1 am for an embarrassingly silly reason that I’m not going to share. On Friday morning, my alarm didn’t go off and I woke… Continue reading Days 3 & 4: “helicopter parent” seems to be American-specific slang
Thursday, January 12th. (I wrote this post in pieces throughout the day.) You know how I tried to be optimistic at the end of my last post? Screw that. The dinner event was horrible. We waited for ages and ages and when I finally got to the food, the only thing there was mashed potatoes. Which usually… Continue reading Day 2: it’s disconcerting seeing all these tiny children walking around in blazers and ties for their school uniforms
Wednesday, January 11th. Today has been mostly bad. I’m going to try not to engage in too much whining (as much as I love to whine) because this blog is for school. That being said, it would be hard to cast today in a positive light. And if I tried to be positive on this… Continue reading Day 1: my American accent already sounds wrong to me