Habits.

...and so it begins.

Two?

Today i sat through five hours of info sessions about the courtauld. It seems as though i only have two classes. Mondays at 2pm and wednesdays at 10 30am. It also seems as though i'll be living in the library. But only until 5pm cause that's when they all seem to close. I think two classes will take up a deceivingly large amount of time. Correct me if i'm wrong?

P.S. d, all the walls except the spiral staircase ones pictured above are

light seafoam green. It followed me across the ocean.

...different countries really.

Dear D-

This is going to be a letter that debunks all of your theories of what i was doing. Instead of setting up my room i actually just stacked two big duffles full of my life in a little hotel room in Maida Vale, unpacking nothing, getting confused by the uk outlets. I move into my apartment on saturday. I have yet to take the tube, which means i have yet to get an oyster card, because everywhere we went today we walked to in the perfect 60 degree breezy weather. Also, i have to enroll at school before i can get the oyster anyway. There has been no cadbury, actually, there has been no sweets at all. Not even wine gums. Instead upon arrival at j's i was served tea and toast, followed by a massive spread of lebanese food j and i got on a whim because it was across from where we were picking up two packs of diapers. I am starving and too zombie like to move out of bed because i didn't sleep on the plane (oops), but perhaps there will be a pub in my future tomorrow, maybe not though, i do have a year to go to them.

All of this said, you were right about the phone, it's tiny and it's pink, and it is about as low tech as you get, and i love it. Hip hip hooray.

-E

London Calling.

There are many many things i can't wait to do in London, but pretty high up there is going to Liberty. Something about browsing in a store with big old wooden staircases really does it for me, not to mention i'm in love with all of their prints.

Onward!

The brief "post-college" life is about to end for me in seven days. Seven days and i'll be embarking on the journey across the atlantic, starting school all over again. Although, instead of four years to learn from professors, this time i'll only have nine hectic months. Once again i'll have to learn the ins and outs of where class rooms are, and exactly how long it will take me to get from my apartment to class, and what kinds of notebooks will suit my fiendish note-taking needs. This time instead of under grad it's for a masters, and that is still completely hard for me to get a hold of. I have a stack of books that need reading before my class starts, a suitcase that needs packing, and over seas cell phone and oyster cards that need buying. Onward onto the next adventure!