Sorry for slacking!

I have ten free minutes, so I'm going to use them to update people on my goings-on in the amazing city of Oxford:)

First of all, I LOVE it here. I'm currently trying to fight to be able to stay for two quarters, which it looks like I'll be doing no matter what, so I'm pumped.

Second, it's already FREEZING here. Literally, eyes-watering-OMG-FREEZING cold. And it's just going to get colder.... but it's okay. I will survive. It's a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I'm going to enjoy it, dangit.

Third, Frances and I have made some pretty awesome friends:) Shout out to my college dad (ha ha) for being awesome and introducing us to his friends who thereby introduce us into their friends.. and bam! We have friends! We go out almost every night here... it's such a crazy culture, I don't understand how kids get anything done. At Stanford, we typically study Sunday-Thursday afternoon fairly constantly, and then go out on Thursday, Friday, and Saturday. But here, the "college nights" at pubs and clubs are Mon-Wed, so people go out then.. and then it's the weekend, so they continue to go out! I don't know how I'm going to survive, let alone how they survive for that matter. Everyone here does like a bajillion clubs and activities and societies and is taking 800 units and write papers every day... and manage to somehow get by on like 2 hours of sleep a night. Ridiculous.

In other news, I'm going to be a pumpkin for Halloween:) I bought a costume for 2 year olds (hahaha) at a store, and it's pretty legit. I can't wait. Next Friday is Pub Golf, which should be fun... and then we're going to go see Oxford United on Saturday for class! So so so fun. Also, I'm going out rowing this Sunday... I'm actually strangely excited, but I'm giving myself a crash course on Rowing 101 again. Should be a good experience, nonetheless.

Went shopping yesterday with the giiiiirls, as a "we survived our first 2 weeks!/it's freaking cold let's buy some coats" trip.. the European sizes are nuts, and the amazing store, Primarks, only goes down to a size 8 (which I believe is an American size 2)... but nothing fit my non-existent shoulders, and I left buying some socks. Sad day. It's Mitch's 21st birthday today! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MITCH! Hope you survived last night... I never actually saw you arrive at the Bridge... hahaha.

Well, I have to go meet Frances for lunch:) She went running, but I fell back asleep because I'm fighting some sort of coughing virus. I feel GREAT, but literally cough up my lungs every night. Ugh.

Pictures are on Facebook, and I'll upload some new ones soon as well!

xx

OXFORD

I promise I will post a proper blog soon.

First, I'm going to go make breakfast- Frances and I just went on "our" run, the sun came out and it was a GLORIOUS 30 seconds, we got coffee, and now we're writing e-mails and about to go eat. Yes, we woke up at 1 in the afternoon.. we went to bed at around 4:45, because we were up being super-fans and cheering on the Card, even until those last devastating minutes.

This was quite the show of fandom, considering we'd been up ALL day making a terrible trek into London for the day, walking around in pouring rain, feeling ill from low blood sugar, and hiking up to the top of St. Paul's Cathedral. We WILL be well cultured though, DANG IT, before this is over.

Haha. Okay. Breakfast time, and then Frances and I will clean the room, so I can take photos, so everyone who is still reading this can have a mental image of my home for the next 3 months:)