Since I've been back to America, I'm experiencing this really weird thing where I'm confused and don't know what's going on a lot of the time. For example, I drove to my grandma's house on Christmas Eve and I forgot how to get there. My sister and I ended up driving a round about way to get there. Originally I was looking the British way to cross the street, which is looking right, and now at this point I'm just confused which way to look. Caitlin has had to pull me back from walking across the street a few times. I say 'proper' all the time and always have the urge to say 'top up,' 'cheers,' and 'queue,' but of course no one knows what I'm talking about.
I've talked to a few people that've been to London and strangely enough they've all commented on how nice and friendly British people are. Clearly they did not live in London. Or ride the tube during rush hour. They obviously were only in the touristy parts and never experience the fierceness of a British business man throwing 'bows to get on the tube. Also there are people who will say, 'Oh I lived in London for x amount of time, where were you?' I respond with, 'You don't know where it is.' They pursue until I tell them Mile End and I get a blank stare back. I continue on with Whitechapel, near Brick Lane, Aldgate, and then just quit and the person gives me a defeated look and walks away.
Speaking of not knowing what's going on, maybe it's because I refuse to change my current location on Facebook from London, UK to Pa. Or because the time on my computer is still London time, currently 5:09 pm when it's actually 12:09 pm here. When driving to Hidden Valley last week, I totally missed the Donegal exit and on the turnpike and had to drive 15 miles to the Somerset exit. I've been making that drive for the past six years and I just missed it like that. I have no idea what's going on but I'm really confused.
Luckily I didn't have bad jet lag, but that's probably because I didn't sleep the entire night before my flight.
Mostly everything reminds me of London in some way or another, and of my friends there. I saw both Smarties and Nando's yesterday (depressing) and Tinnie Tempah came on shuffle on my iTunes.
Today was my first day of 'real class.' It wasn't even real class and my day isn't over, but it's so different from my classes in London. There's actually more than two papers/tests for the class and the professor doesn't have a British accent. Unfortunately I still have to complete two papers for two English classes that I took in London. One is due tomorrow and one is due Wednesday, but I'm mostly done with each of them. About 1,000 more words to one and proofreading the other. It's going to be weird having class so many days each week.
Living in England did get me kind of addicted to coffee, which I'm drinking right now. Every time I went to Salusbury World, Nadine and Irena would offer me a cup at least two times and it was really good for some reason so I always had it. I didn't even think I liked coffee that much though. I'm glad to be back in the land of iced-chai lattes though, I missed those. Also it took me at least 10 days before I made it to Panera or Chipotle, and I have yet to have a snack wrap from McDonald's. It'll happen though.
I'm thinking of starting another blog, to post random things on. One of my New Year's Resolutions is to write at least one sentence on a piece of paper everyday. Maybe I'll keep track of them on my new blog? But I'm also going to compile them in a notebook because I'm looking for someway to get an idea for a novel. I need to get my writing on!
Anyway, if you're still reading, thanks. I'm not sure when I'm going to be done with this blog, but that will be a sad, sad day.
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