Monday, March 14, 2011

London Calling

I won't even lie to you, today I accidentally missed Pyschology. See, I had woken up early to finish up a paper which (as always) took longer than expected. Then my Internet frazzled out and it took me 20 minutes to print the thing. Needless to say, I'm a mess and it's only nine in the morning. But I digress. So I missed class and found myself with an hour of free time. Granted most of it will be taken up by showering, trying not to look like a mess and eating waffles but do you know what I did with the rest of that time? I Google-map stalked this place. (Am I the only one who does that? Plunk that little yellow person down and stalk the places that I love? Maybe I am a creep :x)

My old London home. And I miss it. I don't think I realized quite how much until just today, 'strolling' down the virtual street and taking in the sights that are still so familiar. It's only been three months but I'm ready to get back. I don't know know if it was the people or the experiences or what contributed to a truly unforgettable semester but all I know is that I'm ready. Pack me up and ship me off.

I absolutely adore Texas, don't get me wrong but there's something about London that has my heart, too and I'll tell you it's not the outrageously priced everything over there or cold and foggy weather.

I never had a bucket list but I think writing one might be pretty cool and to start it off, here's something: Live in London again. Even if it's just for a month. Even if it becomes a few years. I want to go back and get my fill of the city.

I'll probably be all nostalgic today which will hopefully keep me sane in the midst of what promises to be a HORRIBLY HECTIC WEEK. Caps for emphasis.

Wish me luck!

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Excuse Me?

I won't lie to you- there is something weird about my school. I know I say this a lot (and after the whole pajama thing, how could you not know?) but recent events have led me to believe this more than ever. See, everyone at my school gets married. We seriously have what is probably the highest undergraduate engagement rate in the country. Now I'm not saying anything for or against marrying young since I know couples who have made it work and couples who weren't able to. I've always been a big believer that the success of a marriage really depends on the strength of the couple going into the commitment and the strength of the individuals who compose that couple but what do I know? Up until two years ago, I was the most romantically challenged person in this universe.

Anyway, while I've always been aware of this engagement phenomenon (seriously, the school even has a nickname for this), it's finally hit close to home with a friend I've known since my freshman year getting engaged. Just like that. While J and I were debating where to put our newly acquired Panda picture we acquired over Spring Break, she was acquiring a fiance. A fiancee. I don't know why but this is kind of alarming to me. I guess it's just a foreign concept to me. My parents married in their late 20s and my mom has always been a huge proponent of experiencing life as a single person before settling down. The way I see it is that you can't help when you meet that special someone and you shouldn't have to give up anything to be with them. Obviously, you're not going to be able to hit up the strip clubs or do anything like that but if you want to go live in India... do it. If it's meant to be, they'll be there for you. NOW, I'm not saying moving to India permanently while your loved one has a job in Canada or anything but for a few months... why not?

Like I said, all these things are far beyond my realm of knowledge. It just... stresses me out.

In other news, Spring Break was fantastic. I feel like it deserves its own post which I'll type up as soon as I'm not completely exhausted. A and her boyfriend are back from their New Mexican escapades and I'm excited to see them again.... But am I the only one who dislikes talking about breaks and things like that for hours??? I love to catch up and everything but every once in a while, you meet those people who just cannot stop talking. Really, I love you but I don't need to know that the blanket you had was of a fleece-like texture with faint orange stripes :| Bah.

LASTLY, I've becoming obsessed with baking these little things lately:

(Google images)

In all shapes and sizes and flavors. I haven't progressed past the boxed-mix stage, I've bookmarked a few recipes I'm excited to try out this week!

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Slightly Outrageous

Since I'm procrastinating a midterm essay right now, I'm going to have to make this brief. I just wanted to share my outrage with someone concerning my university's policy on student appearance. And I shall paraphrase so no one can go Google it and find out :)

Students will not attend any meals, with the inclusion of breakfast, in any form of sleepwear, under any circumstances.

That's right, folks. Late night food runs? Want to go to class in comfy PJ pants? NOPE. Not here. :/ Sometimes I wish I had read this thing before I applied. Ah well. C'est la vie!