Nineteen

Everything happens for a reason and things are happening over here. First of all it can’t begin this post without mentioning my friend Ese. I met her on my trip to Warwick Castle and Shakespeare’s House (post fifteen). She is the reason for my warmth. Fortunately she graduated recently, but

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Four

Welcome back! So now I’ll provide you with a little more information about my neighbourhood. One of my flatmates described it perfectly as, “a mini Woodstock.” We are enclosed by a blue gate. At this point I’m not sure if the gate keeps the crazy in or the normal out,

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Three

Well … the first week of classes just concluded. I made it through in one piece. Strange discovery about graduate school in England: I’ve been instructed to call all of my professors or ‘tutors’ by their first names. This is a foreign concept to me but I’m in a foreign

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