I live by horses. Did I say that? When I come home from school I usually see them chomping away on some grass and hay in the field along my street.
The houses here have names. Like “October House”. Not all of ‘em but there are quite a few down one of the main roads that do. I wonder how they get their mail.
The washers in this country seem to suck. Maybe I’m just used to the washer I have at home and the ones I used in Japan, but the ones here (I’m in the process of getting some laundry done) seem to take for flippin’ ever. Seriously. I think I put the wash in like an hour ago and it’s still washin’. What’s up with that? Also, they don’t have like regular ol’ detergent, they do this weird capsule thing.
I have made it my mission to go to the British Museum next Saturday. I still have yet to do much sightseeing and touristy stuff. I should really put in more of an effort with that as much as with my lesson planning.
I had pizza for dinner last night, and I don’t know what Grant was on about ‘cuz it wasn’t that bad. Then again, we went to a fancy California Pizza Kitchen-esque pizza place and we were served by an Italian, like with the accent and everything. ‘Twas pretty good, but the Brits are all proper with their stuff and eat with a fork and knife. Not like we don’t, but it didn’t help that the knife didn’t cut all that well. I resorted to being an American and got as far as cutting up the pizza then used my hands.
My hermit lifestyle continues as I barely went out yesterday, and don’t really know that I’ll really be out much today. For the most part I’ve been revisiting How I Met Your Mother and that keeps me pretty happy. I’m supposed to be planning and stuff, especially now that I have a change with my Year 9’s.
But yeah. I live by horses. Houses here have names. Washing machines are unimpressive to me. The pizza I tried wasn’t that bad. Oh bloody hell, I just discovered how to make the ¥ on my computer. Wait, never mind. I had John when I was living in Japan. But this led me to find the £ sign. Yay! Now I can write it correctly. Sorry.
Where was I? Oh yeah. Planning. I gotta start planning. I also have to start being more social or something like that. Even though I’m perfectly happy to just hide out on my own. And again, the question comes up about whether I ought to live alone or with people. For money purposes, and possibly to keep me from being a hermit, I ought to try and live with people. But we all know how well I love people.
Right, right. Sorry. Planning. Must start procrastinating…I mean planning!! ARGH!!!
Have a good Sunday people! I miss y’all!
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