February 12/2010 :: Congestion and Chips

Day 21
Mood: Sick (congested, sore throat and a nasty cough)
Weather: It rained for about 2 minutes, hailed for about 30 seconds and then flip flopped between cloudy and nice and sunny
Word of the Day: *insert coughing noise*

Whoops...a whole week went by didn't it. My bad. Let's go through a quick recap of my week.

Sunday Evening: Super bowl party, tons of fun with pizza chips and several people over. South Carolina came over as well as Cali (from California). It was loads of fun sitting in Etsy's big room and watching a computer screen.

Monday: woke up nicely to go to class. Class was about 'Britishness'. I informed the class (as we discussed the positive and negative attributes of British culture) that British people don't smile at strangers. They looked at me as if to say: "What kind of nutter smiles at strangers?" So I informed them that in Canada if you happen to make random eye contact with a stranger you smile politely and they return the smile. No words are said but you continue walking with a smile. I also came to the startling position that I knew more than the class about their own culture. I knew who was on the £5 and £20 notes as well as their historical significance. (Elizabeth Fry is on the 5, I learned last semester in a class at home that she's the mother of prison reform in female prisons // Adam Smith, the father of capitalism is on the 20). I felt quite proud.

Tuesday: Did absolutely nothing. Save homework. Went to bed at 9:00, couldn't help it...I've been staying up until 1-2 am in order to talk to people from home.

Wednesday: Woke up bright and early feeling awesome but my throat a little ticklish. Had my class about Poverty and Welfare and Professor made creepy eyecontact with me. I was a tad intimidated.

Thursday: Woke up with a sore throat and super congestion. Lovely. I know what that tends to mean, that means a cold is coming on. I went to my morning class where, during the seminar which is based on participation, the professor allowed no one to speak but himself. Then I had my evening class and am determined to rock that performance my group has next week. The ones this week were monotonous, amazingly dull, drawn out as well as performed by people who couldn't engage their audience (or raise their voice to an audible level). I'm going to work on my group...or at least rock my portion. We meet this Monday to discuss. Thursday evening meant breaking open a bottle of cider and we watched a movie, it was hilarious.

Friday: Went shopping with the roomies and Hamilton. Bought a new purse for an astounding £6! I also picked up my sister a little gift but I'm not going to spill. *gleeful smile* It's just a small little thing but I just know that she'll love it. And in the spirit of our childhood I'll offer a hint. [[When we were kids my sisters used to ask me for hints about their gifts. I, being the ridiculous person that I am, would give the most cryptic hints ever. I once got Momo a Spongebob t-shirt, I gave her the hint that there was red somewhere on it. His little tie was red.]]

So, my most darling sister Oblivious your hint is thus: The item is pink.

Came home, did some laundry and then proceeded to settle down to sniffle away. My cold is worse today in the sinus department but my throat isn't really sore...save for the continuous coughing. But I'll handle it!!

The roomies went to a movie, Valentine's Day, and when they get back we're going to the pub.


:: Julianne ::