Today was the last class of the Fall semester. I’m officially halfway through the course work.
It also happens to be Thanksgiving. Although the day was rainy and cold, I think that it was fitting that I end my first half of my coursework on my favorite holiday. I am happy to be finished. I’m happy to be going home in a few days to recharge and escape the idiots that live on the third floor of the dorm. I’m happy that in the first half of my adventure here that I got to really know the city and the people that I live and go to school with. I did not have a lot of the culture shock/homesickness that most people face when they move, and if it wasn’t for my family being so far away, I would be more than happy to stay. I’m happy that the weather has been kind to me and allowed me to stay dry more days than not, and I am happy that four years ago my best friend listened to my request for wellies.
I won’t turn this into one of those cheesy “I am thankful for” posts because everyone knows that I am thankful for my adventure, my family, and the people that I get to come in contact with on a daily basis (even the assholes here who make the English people look bad). Instead, since I have wasted enough time putting off the studying and research that I need to do for the three essays I have looming, I am going to spend the rest of the evening watching bad horror movies on YouTube and try and figure out how to be productive tomorrow. I can find 15-20 sources for each of the papers in the next few days, right?