Second Week

Second week of term...

On Monday, my bike was finally fixed. Unfortunately, I anticipated riding into town on it, and finished the food in my cupboards. This proved a bad idea when it begin to rain very hard and I was left to remain at home without any food the rest of the evening. Still, the rain was the beautiful sort that seems to clear everything away and leave it all clean and fresh. Thus, Tuesday dawned very bright and clear.

I began the day with schoolwork, then biked into town to have tea with everyone. At this point, my hunger was sated by both an unnecassarily large number of cookies and a trip to the grocery store on my way back. How quickly everything went now that I could cycle! Hwin, my dear little blue bicycle, loved the wind and took me wherever I liked as quickly as I could keep up. I returned just in time for a lovely conversation with my dear mother on Skype. We let an extra half hour slip into the conversation, which was especially nice. Then, off to Scottish Dance.

On Wednesday, I began with a lecture on poetic form, then went on to the library to work on the paper I had begun the previous night. Back at Wycliffe, my college, we had a lecture on global warming, then tea. From there, I returned home for more school work.

Thursday is now my big lecture day and, by God's blessing, I discovered one of the richest treasures of the EFL (where my lectures are). The coffee machine upstairs. And the adjacent chocolate vending machine. Oh, and the lectures were all excellent, too. But that hot chocolate--just 30 p (about $.60)! It was a cold day, and my night to cook, so I went to the grocery store again. Matt and I fixed egg McMuffins, hash browns, and prepared fruit. Then, I began my paper writing. I had 3500 words of notes on the assigned poem, and needed to turn it into a coherent paper. Instead, I had a few lovely conversations about music and poetry, gave a massage, and started the paper very late at night. I wrote into the early parts of Friday.

In the later parts of Friday, I worked on another assignment, then went to my tutorial, read my paper, and had a good conversation about one of my favorite poems. That evening, we had our movie night in Matt and Quinn's room-a weekly tradition, now-and we got to bake a large batch of sweets for said event. Then, we played several games, including "The Best Game Ever." I laughed until my sides hurt.

I'll tell about yesterday later. I'm off to a pub.