I like the word Autumn a lot better than Fall. Good choice British people. I love autumn, but it makes me feel melancholy at times, like today at work. I once again, just want to be able to look at my life 10 years from now and see that I'm okay. Is that so much to ask? Yes.
The UCL stage of my life is officially over. Pamela left for America yesterday, thereby creating a huge friendship crater in my life. I'll probably be okay, I just always get nervous about social things. FAIL.
I can't believe a year ago I was working at Michaels and hating my life. At least I've progressed from there. It was as far as my life goes, a pretty productive year filled with lots of traumas that make good stories for future generations (passport issue, intense ridiculous hopeless crushes, love life fails, magical Scotland, ridiculous people, a work place filled with British men, etc.). I don't know if it equalled my year in Oxford, but it was close. Ah England. I'll do a big retrospective once it's officially been a year.
Being in London, I sometimes forget I'm in England. Well, I forget how amazingly pretty England is. Luckily this weekend I'm heading to Worcester (which has an AMAZING cathedral, quasi seen above) to stay with the couple I stayed with as part of my Oxford homestay weekend. I am beyond excited to get out of London and sleep in the relative countryside and eat amazing English home cooked meals.
