After a meeting with my tutor and a day full of studying, I ran over to LUSH to grab some fun bath salts. I figured since the new people are coming tomorrow tonight was my last night of having the tub to myself, and I wanted to make it count. When I came home Brittany was in the kitchen and turns out, she did the exact same thing. Great minds...
The house is barely tidy with 3 people living in it, I can only imagine what it's going to be like with 8. So I started eating at college today. I don't want to become crazy house nazi- so I'll just take myself out of the equation. Plus, it's the best way to meet native Brits.
My 2nd tutor contacted me today, we're meeting Friday. I'm glad things are finally getting squared away. This also means though, that I'm going to have two research essays due a week until the end of term. I mean, things are structured here so that they are difficult for REAL Oxford students. Of course I would find a way to make it even more difficult. I really hope I can handle it.
This blog is going to become less and less frequent. Writing a few thousand words a week is going to make "writing for fun" not my idea of fun anymore. My new idea of fun is a bubble bath. Why do you think British people are always drinking and rowing? Two most relaxing things you can do. It's all about de-stressing and turning off the brain. (By the way, rowing was cancelled because of the rain, and as soon as the weekend hits you bet I'll be drinking. The guys next store are throwing a party.)
That said, I'm going to bed.
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