First workshop of the spring semester. It’s funny, it’s called spring, but there’ll be far more months in winter.
Perhaps I’ll update more often this go ‘round. But I wouldn’t hold your breath. I mean, you may do since you’ll pass out long before you die or anything too unpleasant. But why go to the bother?
(image taken from thisisinspiring)
I mean, sure it’s now Thursday, but it’s still Wednesday in Florida so that counts. Right? Damn right it does.
So while I was formulating ideas for my essay (which I really should get working on, it’s due in a month), I realized it’s a much bigger project than 4,000 words. So I’m sticking that idea on the back of my memory card and working off one of the prepared questions instead. I think it’ll end up being a similar paper anyway, but still.
The point is that I know what I want to do for my PhD now. That might be putting the cart before the horse but still.
I feel like this most of the time these days. People want to go to bars. People want to listen to new, popular music. People want to protest the government and be all kinds of studenty. Most of the time, though, I just feel like this:
A short one this week, maybe I’ll do more over the weekend.
I’d say don’t hold your breath, but it’s impossible for you to actually hurt yourself that way so go nuts.
continues to be awesome. Now to track down five people and get them to sign my election application. Time for some student government
Seeing TV ads that have been localized for Great Britain.
Seeing things be cheaper here than back home (even with VAT and the exchange rate taken into account).
Watching an election from outside the US.
We had induction day today. There I was able to meet all of the interesting new people that I can learn from and bond with in this ancient, foreign land. Guess what? They’re mostly Americans.
On the other hand, I’m looking forward to learning about China from my flatmates. Who are Chinese (although, I suppose that might have been obvious).
I’ve developed a habit of trying out bagels when I see them. I miss cream cheese, but melted cheddar is almost nearly as good.
It’s been a struggle, getting used to being here. The last few months of my life have been focused on making it here and now I just don’t know what to do with myself. I’m sure things’ll even out, though. My program starts soon and so my life will be eaten up by literary study and creation.
Living abroad is made more difficult by knowing that one of the most important elections in American history is going on right now. How to be apart of that and yet expand myself here?
But anyway, I’ve gotten a bit ahead of myself. This will be my blog about life overseas. Specifically in the Scottish capital of Edinburgh while I undertake my year of study for an MSc in Creative Writing from Edinburgh Uni (as the locals call it, apparently).
I can’t promise that this will be a particularly dignified or enlightening experience, but I hope that you’ll at least find it amusing. So follow along, please.
