On account of doing work my life has been slightly more sober and thus there is less antics to write about. But some nice things have happened over the past few weeks- aside from me sitting in the library all the fucking time to try and finish papers.
i am keeping a progress chart.
i have a total of 4 classes- i have turned in my finals for 2 of those classes!
but then still have presentation tomorrow and 2 papers for post-colonialism class
and one for patterns of perception. I have 8,850 words done out of 15,500.

I went to oxford two weekends ago- it was nice and rainy and cold. but lots of diverse architecture and academic style buildings. Its nice to see a bit of the british countryside towns. My second expereiecne was the past weekend when I went with my friend freddie to her home in ryegate. I really enjoy Freddie's company as she is the kind of girl that i can spend lots of time with and not feel annoyed. she is smart yet silly. a good combo. and likes boozin. even better. so she showed me around ryegate a cute little town with a fairly stable population of suburban families and soccer mom style things. a family friendly area with a history and a castle. I shared freddies huge bed with her- which she took up about 99% percent of and sprawled out her legs and arms and kept hitting me in the face and taking the blanket. it was funny- but not when i was desperate to sleep. Her mom was really sweet and told me about the history of ryegate and such. Also FatBoy Slim apparently came from ryegate but got the hell out. But Freddies mom knew him. so thats coool. The next day we went to brighton- which is on the southern coast of england. It is a really cool city. its quite populated. also holding the biggest gay population of the UK. it was indeed colorful- and lots of interesting people. lots of sweet antique shops and boutiques. plus a boardwalk and beach. me and freddie sat on the rocks by the beach and played- hit the big rock with the little rock. this was fun. then we headed back to London.

I realize that Im going to miss friends I have made here.
Me and Adam are quite close and I feel like he is my brother. we argue like siblings and i want to punch him sometimes like i did my sister when we were younger and lived together.

On sunday paid my last visit to Brick Lane and explored some of the over-priced market goodies. Im going to miss that place. While I was there I ran into Mr. Wes Statler from seattle. I was a bit disorientated at first- it is odd seeing people from home in the framework of the london setting. its like worlds colliding. but it was nice to see a familiar face and compare our experience.

so today is st.patricks day. The brits dont really like the Irish so there is not too much hooplah about the whole thing. but being an american i feel inclined to celebrate.

I realize this blog is pretty much boring. But i just wanted to post a few updates.
I will be back in Seattle in 10 days. i get anxious thinking about it.
Who is going to help me pack!!!!!!! packing is the bane of my existence. Every single time i have moved from one place to another someone has helped me in my state of hypervenalitive frenzy and organized my packing. but now i dont think I could recruit anyone as easily. adam is useless. ahhhhhhh