... Well, in theory it was a good plan. Unfortunately, I have my mother's bread burning gene. I opened the oven door to some nice, crispy, blackened croutons and billowing smoke. So much for that. I think I'll eat an apple instead. (Note to self: never start reading a book while making croutons).
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Today has been... slow. I went to class, recited the lines I was required to memorize from Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream, (though I feel as if I've cheated somehow, because I reallly only had to dust them off this morning, and everyone else was sweating bullets), learned some things, and walked back home. I pulled out a good book (or play, rather), burned some croutons, and ate an apple. Cheers.
Technically I WAS doing homework, but I just can't classify reading as homework. It's too enjoyable. Of course, I was putting off the really important writing assignments, and doing my reading instead. But as Sir Toby says, "It's all one!"... Though it isn't REALLY all one... I can always read on the tube, and I cannot always write essays there... bumping around all over the place, and standing half the time. Perhaps I'll have a strike of genius tonight and write a paper. Then again, maybe not.
I waltzed over to Metrogate to pick up some mail, and waltzed back home again. Went out for chinese at a place called Cha Cha Moon, (cheap and delicious!), and then took the tube to the YSA FHE. Odd experience, that. To be sure. It made me wonder if my own single's ward is also crazy, and I've only been blind to it because they are my friends... At any rate, an enjoyable evening. We had refreshments, and volleyball, (which is apparently the official universal Young Single Adult game of choice after any group activity, even in London), and then I went home again.
I've decided that I ought to fill you in on a couple of language differences between here and the states, just in case you ever happen to stop by...
Technically I WAS doing homework, but I just can't classify reading as homework. It's too enjoyable. Of course, I was putting off the really important writing assignments, and doing my reading instead. But as Sir Toby says, "It's all one!"... Though it isn't REALLY all one... I can always read on the tube, and I cannot always write essays there... bumping around all over the place, and standing half the time. Perhaps I'll have a strike of genius tonight and write a paper. Then again, maybe not.
I waltzed over to Metrogate to pick up some mail, and waltzed back home again. Went out for chinese at a place called Cha Cha Moon, (cheap and delicious!), and then took the tube to the YSA FHE. Odd experience, that. To be sure. It made me wonder if my own single's ward is also crazy, and I've only been blind to it because they are my friends... At any rate, an enjoyable evening. We had refreshments, and volleyball, (which is apparently the official universal Young Single Adult game of choice after any group activity, even in London), and then I went home again.
I've decided that I ought to fill you in on a couple of language differences between here and the states, just in case you ever happen to stop by...
A Guide to The Englishman's English
If you're looking for a restroom, ask for the "Toilet". If you're a man it says "Gents", if you're a woman it says "Ladies".
If you come for a vacation, you're "On Holiday". And if you need to rent a room, look for a sign that says "To Let".
You throw garbage in the "Litter Box" or "Rubbish Bin", and the elevator is called a "Lift".
"Eat in/Take away" means For here/To go- (but they say it so fast, you won't understand them).
"Chips" are french fries and "Crisps" are chips.
A "Biscuit" is a cookie, and a "Scone" is a biscuit.
"Give Way" means Yield.
A "Coach" is a bus.
"Cheers" means thank you, or pleasure doing business.
And there are no bumps in the road. They're "Humps".
Oh! And any time you go to the toilet and see the word "Engaged", don't worry, it only means that stall is occupied.
If you come for a vacation, you're "On Holiday". And if you need to rent a room, look for a sign that says "To Let".
You throw garbage in the "Litter Box" or "Rubbish Bin", and the elevator is called a "Lift".
"Eat in/Take away" means For here/To go- (but they say it so fast, you won't understand them).
"Chips" are french fries and "Crisps" are chips.
A "Biscuit" is a cookie, and a "Scone" is a biscuit.
"Give Way" means Yield.
A "Coach" is a bus.
"Cheers" means thank you, or pleasure doing business.
And there are no bumps in the road. They're "Humps".
Oh! And any time you go to the toilet and see the word "Engaged", don't worry, it only means that stall is occupied.
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Cheers!
Haha, I think you are right, volleyball is the universal YSA game of choice. There was a game going on tonight after FHE here too :) I have so much to tell you and I don't know if I can wait another 4 weeks or is it still 5, I forget...Also another English saying, or at least one Emily uses :), "It will all come out in the wash" meaning it all works out in the end. Anyways I love you and I hope you are having a blast.
ReplyDeleteyou need to add "chip and bill dispenser" from TESCO :)
ReplyDeletep.s. LOVE The list... it made me laugh!
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