Why Did the Deer Cross the Road?

Merry Christmas Everyone! And a Happy New Year! I hope everyone had fun stuffing themselves with homemade baked goods, ripping open brightly colored packages, and maybe getting a little tipsy. While this is all well and good for you, I decided to forgo all of that and come up with something a little different this year.

Nearby, just a 5 minute walk from my building is a park, Wollaton Park, that is populated by rich people who love to golf in funny outfits, ducks, coy fish, old palace-looking mansions and strangely enough, deer. I know what your thinking, besides where I'm going with this blog. "Deer, is that legal?" Apparently, here in England, it is. Not really knowing what deer eat, but figuring they had about the same digestive system as horses, I brought some carrots. Specifically two bags full of carrots. Why, you may ask? Because I had nothing else to do on Christmas, since everything else was closed. Plus, carrots are much cheaper than apples (which I know for a fact they eat).

So after wandering around, seeing these strangely haunted-looking buildings:


I spotted a group of male deer that resembled reindeer. If you look closely the two on the far right have their antlers interlocked. A few times they would half-heartedly charge and fight with their antlers. I don't know why, since mating season is supposed to be over.

Then I saw that the leader of their group was eyeing me rather strangely, so I threw a carrot in the grass to entice him to cross the road to investigate.

What was strange to me is that the deer suddenly got in a line to cross the road. this is particularly funny if you have ever been to England, because the people here are weirdly obsessed with lining up or "queuing" for everything and get rather grumbly if you cut to the front of the "Que". To see the English deer do this was understandably weird.

Once the Alpha crossed, then the herd followed:



He sniffed at my offering, found it lacking and moved on. Really exciting! Not really, unless you consider how close I got to the animals while taking the photos. You could stand mere feet away from them before they shied away. Amazing!

Then I went back to my room, ate lunch with a chocolate dessert and took a nap. When I woke up around 9 pm I waited around by reading my romance book until 4 am to call my mom and the family. And then promptly went back to sleep.

Your probably thinking, "No presents! That's a crime." Not really since I bought myself a Hoyt bow a week earlier and my mom sent me Sourpatch Kids candies and socks. The former my favorite comfort candy and the latter, because my mom is such a "mom". But I love them just the same because they are knee high and warm.

For the next few weeks I am going to disappear again because I have more studying to do that is conceivably possible. But I'm going to make the effort to tackle all of it. Well, most of it.

So if I don't blog until February, just know it's not because I am spurning my readers, it's because my lecturers and tutors have a sadistic twist of mind.

So, I shall blog in the next year and stay safe and study hard.

Busy Week...

Sorry I haven't posted anything in a while, life has been a little hectic. First I have to mention the archery fun shoot, where everyone got to shoot at random stuff. The Voltaire book was my favorite, and as you can see it was also the compound bows fav as well.




I went to Victoria Centre (a shopping mall-like place) to do some Christmas shopping and I stopped at a place called Costas, essentially Starbuck's rival. I know! Your asking yourself, Why??? You're form Seattle, show some pride. However if you got this lay out...



for just a cup of tea for 4 pounds, you now understand my lack of loyalty. I would never get the same deal at Starbucks here. A venti chi tea cost me 4.50 pound at Starbucks. In my opinion, they need to step up their game. It's no wonder their stock sank over 90% in the last quarter.

The Archery club also went out for a Christmas dinner at an Italian place called Zizzi's. It included a three course meal and I had the Penne Della Casa (smoked pancetta bacon, roasted chicken, creamy mushroom sauce and baby spinach finished with grated grana padano cheese, baked al forno) This was the best dish of food I've ate since being here. It was like heaven had entered my mouth. And yes, I "borrowed" the Christmas menu, but it's going back, I swear!



Here's a few pictures of the people at my table. Do not be scared, they're nicer than they look.


Josh (American from Connecticut) and Joe (experienced archer and coach to us dumb novices).



Joe showing off his huge pizza and Josh a little drunk and annoying and Hannah sitting between them.



Here's something I didn't know! If you drop a pence (penny) into someones drink they have to down the whole thing to "save the queen" and everyone at the table sings "God Save the Queen". Poor Alex, the queen was dropped into his wine twice.

Today was a busy day too!
For the last four days I didn't come out of my room and disappeared to write a paper due today. So once I turned that in, a couple guys from archery came to pick me up because a group of us were meeting at an archery shop. While there I gave myself an early Christmas present! A Hoyt bow! Most of you won't know what that means, just know it's pretty, very accurate and fun to play with. I have no pictures yet. I tried to take some in my room, but the lighting is really bad and a picture cannot convey what a beauty it is.

Well I'm exhausted and I still have one last review class tomorrow. On Friday I may go see Mama Mia! where the theater is playing it and everyone in the audience is supposed to sing a long. Sounds fun. I just hope I can get tickets.

Night!

Foot in Mouth...

This just happened and I can't resist writing about it. I laughed so hard my eyes teared. I had just come from the Medical Library to get some counselling books and I was standing at the bus stop to go back to my room. There was a guy and a girl at the bus stop too. The guy was Indian and the girl English, and they were obviously flirting and having a grand time. He then began to tease her about her major, American Studies.

"But most Americans cannot even find their own country on a map!" He exclaimed loudly.

Up until this moment I had been standing quietly off to the side, not saying a word, completely ignored. But this was too good an opportunity for me to pass up. It was like the moment was handed to me on a golden platter.

I abruptly turned to him and said calmly with my obvious American accent, "Actually, most of us can." And I smiled.

The girl made a loud noise of embarrassment, something near a scream, but not quite and the guy had a stupid, dumbfounded look on his face. She then started to smack his chest and exclaim, "You are not allowed to say anything offensive again!"

I couldn't stop laughing, as the kid tried to apologize profusely, but the look on his face was priceless.

When I got on the bus I learned the girl was in her last year completing her undergraduate and wanted to go to Milwaukee to get her masters. Then she wanted to eventually get her PhD and move to Utah where her relatives live. She talked with me mostly because she really likes America. The Indian guy sat a few rows back in the crowded bus, and when we all got off he apologized again. I said I took no offense, but I hope he learned his lesson. Making broad statements about another culture and place just illustrates to others how ignorant and narrow-minded you are. And you may never know whose standing next to you when you say something stupid.

Christmas Vacation is Calling Me...

I can't wait for Christmas vacation! Although I need to write a paper by the 10th and I'm dragging my feet. At one point this week or the next I'm going to have to stop researching for the paper, and eventually write it. Getting started is always the most difficult. But once I've started, interrupt me at your own risk.

For Thanksgiving I went out with some of my friends to a pub called The Last Post, had a nice meal and apple pie. A random British person even came up to the table and wished me a Happy Thanksgiving, which was very nice of her. There was no turkey consumed, but it was fun nonetheless. As we were walking out the door though, I forgot that I hadn't left any tip. I explained to the others I wanted to go back and leave something, but they all protested, saying I wasn't supposed to at a chain restaurant. It looked like a cross between a family place and a pub, so I thought, given that it was a sit down place with silverware and real food that I was supposed to. But apparently it was viewed more like a McDonald's or a Subway. I still feel bad for not leaving something. But I figure they knew British etiquette better than I and left.

During this last week I also went to the German Christmas Market at the Old Market Square in town.

I got a little lost on the way, but I found this really cool looking tunnel-walkway place all lit up.

I had a "bell-ee-na" (no idea how to spell it properly in German) it was essentially a jelly-filled doughnut, fried potatoes, and sauteed mushrooms. I was so stuffed, but everyone still wanted to head over to the oldest pub in England.

Had a pint of Strongbow (cider) and tried to digest all the food.

Archery has been mixed results this week. On Wednesday the string continued to smack my arm and my score was so erratic I simply had to stop. I have a lovely bruise to prove it. It's my worst yet.

So I finally broke down and bought a long arm guard. Then on Friday two experienced archers helped me to figure out what my problem was. Apparently I was standing wrong, and locking my elbow which is a big no, no. How was I supposed to know? But I got around six or seven 10's which makes me happy. Everyone went to a local pub afterward and for some reason I was targeted by a very drunk British man. All I said to him was he was he was spilling his drink on himself and the floor. I have a difficult time understanding a thick accent, and a drunk accent does not help. Luckily he never realized I was American. He was eventually led away by the bartender and was cut off for the rest of the night.

Well, that's been the latest exciting events of my life. Two more weeks till vacation and I have to write four more papers by January 26th and study for three exams on January 12th, 13th and the 15th. Yeah.

Germany vs. England

First, at archery on Wednesday I got hit 5 times with the string. At least the bruises are moving downward. And my score went up, but not to 400 yet, but I'm working on it. Here's a picture of my war wound. ;)

Last night I went to a pub filled with Germans (because I was going with my German friend Sarah) to watch the Football (soccer) match between England and Germany. It was only a "friendly" which means the players are mostly second string players and the result of the game does not effect either team's standings. There were a few Englishmen who wandered in though, which made the whole evening quite funny. There was a particularly rude man sitting right in front of the TV and apparently didn't know or was ignoring all the German men behind him. The English won the game 2-1 in the end, but the Germans held their own. What was funny to me was when the German team scored, the whole place went wild with excitement and noise. When the English team scored the few unlucky English-souls that wandered in roared with excitement, but the noise level was pitiful. The rude guy in front started yelling, "Two! One! Two! One!" towards the end of the game. Either he was so dumb that he didn't realize he was the only one cheering his mantra, or a complete jerk. I'm betting on the former, but the latter is a distinct possibility too.

My Indian friend, Rahul, was there too, and like me couldn't really care less who won. He cheered for the Germans like me, but unlike the Germans, we were loud about it when the English did something brilliant. Rahul like to scream "England Sucks!" and I just did a lot of "Boooooo! Booooo!". We got a few dirty looks, but then they would realize that neither one of us were German or English, and they'd shake their head as if they were saying, "Crazy Foreigners!" But that's what I like about going to other countries. You can be forgiven any social taboos you may cross, because you can just shrug as if to say, "I'm American. It's in my nature and personality to act this way. If you don't like it, sue me." I don't use that attitude often here, but we were already going against the English when we walked into the pub to cheer for Germany, so it was forgiven by a good 90% of the pub, because Rahul and I could get away with expressing an attitude they agreed with but wouldn't act on because Germans are gracious losers (according to Sarah).

Here's a picture of Catherine (Australian) talking with Rahul:

And Sarah to the far right and the rude English guy is sitting right behind her but you can't see him in this picture:

When I went into the bathroom I got quite a shock. A sex toy and condom distributor. The condoms I understand, but sex toys?? There was two kinds of vibrators and a vibrating cock ring. I even took pictures of the machines as proof. I got a weird look from Sarah, and an English girl in the bathroom. But I had to have proof.

Well, that was my exciting Wednesday.

The Flu & Studying...

Lately my life seems quite boring to me. I'm sure it's like most people's who are earning their masters. Studying, planning papers, or thinking about what to write. Right now I have two papers on my mind. The first is due December 8, which has to be about an organisational problem that can be resolved through counselling at work. I was thinking along the lines of bullying, and so I've been doing research for this. On Monday, my tutor is going to give some pointers on how to structure the essay. The next essay I'm kind of excited to write (I know I'm weird). I have plenty of time to write it since it's due January 26th, but like I said, I'm excited about it. I'm focusing my topic on a business and HR report analysis of Amazon.com, specifically their books department. Choosing books was easy for me since I have experience with the competition and some of the lingo. Plus, if I'm lucky, I'd like to work for Amazon's book department when I get back to Seattle.

When It comes to Archery, I've been doing atrocious lately. My score went marginally down on Friday, and today, it went down 30 points. I'm not sure what I'm doing wrong, but all I can do is keep at it till I get better. I was thinking of getting a bow with more weight in the string. Maybe that will straighten out my arrows. I'm just really frustrated with the whole thing.

Other than that, nothing really exciting has happened. I drink tea, eat biscuits, study, watch the news, read a bit of my romance book, study some more, go to classes, practice archery, and drink some more tea while studying. That's about all my life consists of right now.

Archery Competition, Pub Games & The Flu

This last Saturday I was considerably more busy than I am usually. I was able to compete in the archery competition at the University of Warwick. Where would you think this university would be located? If you guess in Warwick, you would be wrong. They do have a campus there, but the competition was actually in Coventry. No idea why. The part of the city that I saw was not the least bit attractive, so I have zero pictures of the place. Sorry, people. And I don't have any pics of the actual competition because honestly, photos were the last thing on my mind. I was so nervous and excited I felt like my bones were jumping out of my skin. It was really difficult to concentrate, breathe, slow my heart rate, and shoot when it was my turn.

After the competition everyone goes to the pub on campus and awaits the judges to check and verify the scores. I had a Coke because I wasn't feeling too good. All day I had a fever, and a sore throat. While in the pub I was introduced to a competition that has been on-going between all the archery clubs at every participating university. The Boat Race! The rules are: teams of four people stand in a line, each with a pint of beer in hand. The first in line is to drink the pint as fast as they can once the start has been signaled. When they are done they must sit on the ground immediately and turn the empty glass upside down over their head. Once the person has turned the glass over his or her head, the person behind them can begin to drink their pint. The first team to have all members sitting and glasses tipped over their head, WINS! I took pictures to document this ritual:





Then the Awards are given out. Nottingham won the overall competition, Yeah!!! My personal goal for the day was to reach a score of 400. Unfortunately I only got 399. ONE BLOODY POINT!!! I was a little upset with myself. But, I did feel better when I found out that I still won 3rd place in the Ladies Novice category! Yeah!! Here's a picture of the medal:

Then afterwards all the universities went to dinner together. It was fun to meet new people and see the long standing friendships and rivalries amongst everyone. One guy from our school has a twin at the University of Birmingham, and he was sitting at my table. It was really weird!! When they noticed I was an American, I got the usual questions (where from? Why Nottingham? Studying what??) But they did ask me what other sport I have done. "I used to play soc.." I slapped my mouth in embarrassment. "Football!" I corrected while they all laughed. I'm still not used to calling it football. I tried to explain to my German friend, Sarah, that in America, the boys usually play American Football, and the girls will play Soccer. She looked at me weird, like I just sprouted two heads. (I get that expression a lot) But I figure guys will play anything that has the potential in the future for girls, money, and glory. Sports that provide guys with those goals, and they'll play it!

But I digress. Another American from Connecticut is on the Archery team and kind of a snob. Which is not surprising considering that he is from the Northeast. He got into this big argument with a fellow archer about whether Star Trek Voyager or The Next Generation is better. Keimo (my brother)would probably have a strong opinion, seeing as though the man still has the action figures and reads the books. Did I mention he's 37 years old?? My first thought was WHO CARES??. But the American guy wouldn't let it go. So she poured half a glass of water over his head. I cheered inside! Here is her throwing death-ray glares at him!


The next morning on Sunday I woke up and I had a fever, sore throat, bad cough, was achy all over (from archery or sickness?) and lethargic. I tried to eat breakfast, but threw it up within the hour. Gave up on the eating thing for the day. I basically survived on weak tea and apple juice. But today, I woke up feeling much better! I still have a bit of a fever, sore throat, but my deep chesty cough has diminished greatly. And my appetite is coming back. I can keep food down at least. So Yeah for me!

British Bakery, Archery, and GUY FAWKES DAY!!!!

So there are three events that stick out in my mind from the last few days. The first one is my visit to a British bakery that sells goods wholesale. I walked in and said, "I'm an American and I have no idea what most of this is, so tell me what you recommend." And it was scones! They were lovely "fruit scones" (scones with raisins). They were only 30 pence each and they were so delicious I ate them both in one sitting. That's probably not the best idea, but that was what I considered "lunch" for me and held off eating anything till a light dinner. The Bakery Lady was very nice. She said she guessed I was American from my accent, but I reminded her I could be Canadian. "That's true" she said. Then she went on to tell me about her cousin who lives in Virginia and that's she's been meaning to pop over and visit him. If you're wondering if this happens a lot, it does actually. I always hear about the family member who lives in the States and how they've been meaning to visit. I always ask where in the States the relative lives and comment on the weather there. The topic of weather seems universal.

Next is my Wednesday Archery Lesson. I scored a 366!! For those of you who have been following this, that's a 44 jump! If I can reach a score of 400 by Saturday, then at least I know I won't embarrass myself at the competition in Warwick. On one of my last shots of the day I accidentally held my bow incorrectly, and the string snapped my arm. Right behind my arm-guard! Here is the what happens when your elbow tends to invert into the path of the string:


Also, today, November 5th is Guy Fawkes Day!!! He's the guy who inspired the movie "V for Vendetta" He tried to blow up Westminster Abbey and kidnap Princess (future queen) Elizabeth I. There were three men actually, but Fawkes was the leader. So every November 5th, people blow up fireworks and start HUGE bonfires. I don't know why? Maybe to celebrate his pure audaciousness to do something against the nobility. Who knows? It was fun just the same.
So I had to go to the Old Market Square and this is the government-looking building at night:


Here is a picture of the fireworks:

And some of the pictures of the Bonfire:
This is before they lit the stack, this is what it looked like. At the top, if you look closely you can see the three dummies representing Guy Fawkes and his buddies.

Just before they lit the Fire, the firemen surrounded the tower with torches.

They lit it and up it went. It was HUGE!!!!

Picture from a distance:

I also got some Cadbury Hot Chocolate with Marshmallows. They were heart shaped and flavored!

The last event I saw before going back to my room was a group of guys, probably mid-twenties all dressed as FAIRIES! Yes, that's right, they were prancing and running around. It looked like a hazing ritual to me. But it was funny as hell. This is not a great picture, but they were moving around a lot. They only had tights, tutu's and t-shirts on, so I imagine the prancing was a way to keep warm. At least I hope it was.


So that was my exciting day. Other than boring classes and studying. Tomorrow I intend to sleep in, relax, read, and study.

Good Night Everyone!!

I Got On The Team!!!

This morning I scored a 322 (out of a possible 600) and made it on the Novice team!!! That means that on Saturday I get to go with the team to Warwick and compete. I'm not delusional enough to think I could actually place and win, but it will still be fun to go and be a part of the competition.

On my way out of the Sports Centre I saw the resident feline and took a picture of her. She is so sweet! She was kinda shy and had to look away from her fans. But that's alright. I know she loves the attention deep down, because she is a cat after all.

Now I'm going to study Fiske's social cog approach to attitudes and then read some of my book. The weather today is dismal. It's a cross between spitting and misting rain. At least now I have warm gloves. Thanks Mom!

Party, Weird Weather, & Archery

I know I haven't posted anything in a while, but I thought I would post when I had something interesting to share.

The first was on Friday (Oct.24) when I went to my friend Rahul's party. It wasn't as fun as I thought it would be since the dope invited mostly girls and 90% of those were undergrads. Then he turned all the lights off except the blue neon ones where it picks up anything white. There was pizza though, which was really tasty. Not like home makes it, but it was close. I met a few new people (girls), but I got bored and left near 11pm with some others.

Saturday I was looking forward to the Robin Hood Festival. However, I didn't feel well when I woke up and then I looked outside and it was raining. Needless to say conditions were not the best to romp around outside.

Sunday was archery, and they told us that they would be picking the best 8 or 9 novices to go to a novice competition. I'm not really good at archery, and my performance on Sunday wasn't any better.

So today, on Wednesday I went to practice some more. Guess what?! I did much better and even scored a ten! At competition distance. It's my first at that distance!! I took a picture below. Barely, but it's a ten. On the line counts. I also took some pics of the line-up of archers that shoot. Enjoy!

I Have a Love/Hate Realtionship with Sundays

Today, archery was the first on my scheduled events. I got up plenty early, but couldn't seem to get out the door on time, plus I forgot my sign-off sheet for them to sign that I completed that portion of the training. Lovely. And today it was all about form. So I had a guy behind me (which I hate when people stand behind me) and say, "Don't lean forward, no, no, like this, yes, yes. And pull the string against your nose, yes, yes. Pull straaaaaiiiiight baaaack..." in a British accent that is distracting anyway, and it took the joy out of the whole experience. I'm going back, but if someone else stands behind me and narrates every freaking move I make again, I may just smack them. Maybe. I go to these archery sessions to get all my frustration and some aggression out. It failed today.

Although, I connected with my more cuddley side before I left and met a cat. The people at the Sports Centre take care of her. At least I think it was a female, since she had a collar with pink hearts on it. She was white with black spots, and she was sleeping like the dead. I came up and petted her and she barely twitched, I had to scrath underneath her shin to get any purring. Such a sweety. It was the highlight of my day. I miss my Della at home!

Then I had to walk to the Library, which I usually have to do every Sunday, so it was alright. I can actually feel myself getting used to walking the hills. I doesn't feel as though I've run a marathon and I'm two seconds away from pulling my hamstring. Yeah! Then I sat in the library putting together a PowerPoint I'm not even being graded on, but it was enlightening just the same.

Next I had to go into Beeston, since this Wednesday I can't. I have a session/lecture that I have to attend. I just made it into the grocery store 15 minutes before closing. Then I proceeded to run around the store frantically grabbing everything I would need for the week. Mom sent me some tuna (why she thought there was no canned tuna in England, I have no idea. It was appreciated, but I was puzzled nonetheless.) Tuna here is one pound per can. So score one for Mom! I got some eggs (which England does not refrigerate apparently. I mean they just sit on shelves on an aisle. I thought those things went bad if they sit out to long? Am I wrong?) and tried to find some sweet dill pickles. I asked one of the ladies who works there, and she gave me the owlish look that says, "I have no idea what just came out of your mouth." and I assumed those too do not live in England. I get that look a lot and I'm getting very acquainted with it. They pickle everything else though. Thus was my quest to put together a perfect tuna sandwich. Minus the pickles.

I took some pictures of the town, and now you too can see how dead it was around 4:30 pm on a Sunday evening. Enjoy!



Remember, this is BEEston. This is a statue of a (historically famous) guy covered in tiny little bee sculptures. The picture doesn't show it really well. Then there's the hive right across from him.



I saw this cute little gate on my way home. There's a squirrel in the distance. I miss the squirrels at Austin College.

Beer Fest & A Robin Hood Arrow

This weekend I was unusually busy. In a good way, thankfully. On Saturday morning I went to Nottingham Castle and attended a Beer Festival. I had never been to one, so I thought, "Why not?" Personally, I dislike the taste of beer, especially European beer, mostly because it is generally heavier and hazy. But I decided to go anyway, it still sounded fun. It was 3.50 pounds to get in, then I had to put down a deposit on a glass. When I wanted to leave, I exchanged the unbroken glass for deposit. If one wanted a whole 1/2 pint, there were tokens costing 1.20 pounds each, but I discovered you could just ask for a taste, and they only gave you a small amount. This was fine by me, since that was all I wanted in the first place. I enjoyed tasting the ciders, but the Perry Ciders were too sweet. If a person doesn't like the taste of a particular beer, then all you had to do was pour it into the grass. After a while, the smell beneath the tents was rank because of this. Masses of bodies, grass, and stale beer is not a pleasant smell. The food served at the festival included fish & chips, (British)beef hamburgers, seafood (raw oysters, shrimp, mussels, crab, lobster sticks etc.) and my favorite was a whole roasted hog. It was delicious. There weren't many places to sit, which would be my only complaint, but otherwise, I had a great time.

On Sunday morning I always attend archery, and I'm glad I did that day. Every beginner got to use their own bow, so there was less waiting in line, and more shooting. The amazing part of the session was that somebody shot a "Robin Hood" which hasn't happened in years. You're probably thinking, "What is a 'Robin Hood?'". Well it's when somebody shoots an arrow into or splits another arrow already on the target. The amazing part was that these arrows are hollow metal, so you could see metal peelings where the second arrow entered the back of the first. Another crazy thing was that the kid who made the shot did it by pure dumb luck! If I were him I'd go buy a lotto ticket pronto.

The only downside of this weekend is that I forgot to carry around my camera, so I have no pictures as of now. I am trying to have others send me theirs though, so there may be pictures in the future!

Boring Week, and a Play

So, this week was more of the same. I didn't really want to blog every day of the week, mostly because my days are now about the same. Monday: class at 10 am, go back to my room and study. Tuesday: Tutor meeting at 9:30 am, wait around for class at 1:30pm, then go back to my room at 5:30 and study. Wednesday: sleep in, catch up on my shows at www.surfthechannel.com, go shopping for food, and do laundry. Thursday: class at 9 am, go back to my room and study. I know! Such a riveting week! How could I not blog about every second!!!

At lest today, on Friday, I was able to do something blog-worthy. I went to a play: "All Quiet on the Western Front". I never read it in school, but I had no idea it was about WWI. Kind of morbid, but very funny in parts because there are only 8 male actors, and there are female parts in the play, so the men were made to dress up in scarves and act feminine. My favorite was the three actors who had to play French prostitutes. That was so funny!! Plus, all the characters were supposed to be German, and they all had thick British accents. There were parts that I had trouble understanding completely, but I got the gist. Anyway, that was the highlight of my day. Guess what I did earlier today...study!

Tomorrow will be fun, but that's for tomorrow's blog.

Good Night!

The weekend was relatively uneventful, other than some shopping I did on Saturday and archery this morning. A friend of mine suggested this really great cheap store, Primark, to go shopping for some clothes. I got 3 shirts for 12 pounds! I love finding great deals like that.

On Friday I took some random pictures of Jubilee Campus. It has swans! It's very pretty, even when the weather is cloudy and rainy.




I also couldn’t resist taking some pictures of the flock of geese on the University Campus




And this morning I found out the wrong way to extend my arm when holding the bow during archery. The string caught my arm and this is what happened:



So other than that great start to my day, I finished my romance book, drank some tea, ate a few biscuits and then started on my studying for next weeks classes.