Wanderings of Jess

Well hello there everyone. What have you been doing the past couple days? I have been sick. Again. A different kind of sick. An awful kinda sick. A food poisoning kinda sick. On Tuesday, I decided to make a cake. I had been craving cake for ever and ever and I finally had time to make one. So I did. And I did what I always do. I licked the rubber spatula clean after I had poured the batter into the pan. It was delicious. The cake baked, we ate some, even fed some to our RA. It wasn't until a couple hours later that I started to feel really really really really really sick. I didn't sleep. I had my top half laying in the bathroom, legs hanging out the bathroom door. I won't go into any more detail than that because you really don't need to know what happened. But when 6AM finally rolled around, I was up and running to TESCO to get some gatorade-like drinks (Powerade, Lucozade, Sprite, Apple Juice). So for the last three days now I have been drinking constantly (I think I...

Oops. Sorry. Long time, no see. I was getting really good at posting quite a bit, then I got sick. So let me update you on my life. So. On the 12th, Lucy and I took a bus to a big grocery store called Asda. It's like the Walmart of the UK but is still smaller than any Walmart that I have been into. Anyway, I spent like £50 on food. They make the best pizza. We are going there tomorrow and due to my lack of money, I am only getting pizza. :) The next day, Thursday, is when I really started to feel sick. So I didn't really do anything. Friday was pretty terrible. It was Valentines Day, which is only fun if you have someone to celebrate it with, and it was raining horribly and I felt awful. Now. This was no ordinary Plymouth rainstorm. It was like I was walking through a shower. I got to my lecture and I left a puddle everywhere I sat or stood for more than a few seconds. My jeans were soaked, but luckily my upper half was dry thanks to a coat from Mike and Kelly. So by the en...

So universities here do things a lot differently than we do it at home, and there is only one thing here that I like more. This is going to be a rant. So....here we go. First off, the schedules. When you sign up for classes (or modules, as they are known here), every single time slot that that module offers is put into your timetable. You then have to go through and separate everything and choose which lessons you can attend. But you have to make sure that nothing clashes (which is really difficult considering that some modules change halfway through the semester, so basically, halfway through you get screwed over because one module changes to the same time as another and you have to figure out what to do about it). So that is ridiculous. At the U, we choose the time that is best for us and we are signed up for that one and only that one. End of story. Simple. Easy. Second, universities over here are "independent learning environments" so you essentially go to each class ...

This Friday is Valentines Day. What are my plans? Eating pizza, Pringles, tons of ice cream, and any other junk food I feel like splurging on, sitting in my pajamas watching sappy movies, and crying with anyone here in the flat that would like to join Lucy and I. This month. I just feel like it has been/is going to be terrible. I feel terrible, my moods are terrible, getting out of bed seems harder. I just want to sleep for the next month or so. Anyway. I painted my nails so they are all festive now. I'm pretty proud of how they turned out. I finally finished my project. We have to present it tomorrow. I am not excited. I hate presenting. It's even harder in a foreign country. I haven't seen one person present over here. So I am not sure what I am going to do and my group hasn't even discussed what's happening. I am assuming we are just going to go over each of our slides. I guess. I don't know. Tomorrow will be interesting. My mom sent me two packages (...

Yea, that sounds awful. But really. I don't like school. I don't know if there was ever a time that I did. It wasn't so bad when I didn't have to study. Tests were easy, homework was easy, I knew how to write a proper paper. But now. Wow. I hate it. It sucks. Plus school over here is supposed to be independent learning. WHY am I paying to teach myself? I spend so little time in the classroom and have so little classwork that I feel like I have done absolutely nothing. Which is pretty accurate. And because I have done absolutely nothing, I can't even sit down to work on the homework assignment I have been doing little pieces of for over a week now. I'm not even supposed to be writing this. I am supposed to be putting together a PowerPoint and writing a report to go with it to send to the guys in my group so we can put all of our stuff together and present it on Monday. But you know what I have done so far? Three slides that are all only half finished, a reference...

First, HOW IS IT FEBRUARY ALREADY?? Second, you'll notice that everything looks different. Before I made my website (or blog, which is what it really is), I was very against getting a blogspot kinda blog/website...thing. But after months and months of rearranging everything on GoDaddy, having my most recent post on the bottom, the portrait pictures were sideways, the site would take longer to load every single time I added a post, and you can comment! So here we are! Where the pictures are all the right way, the newest post is at the top, and you can easily access any post (not that you want to revisit them, but you never know). In the last two weeks, my dad and Derek have both asked me if I am ready to come home yet. My answer: yes. And I know most people are going to say that I'm wasting my time over here, but really. I have already done pretty much everything there is to do here in Plymouth. I know I need to travel. I WANT to travel. But when I mentioned to my dad th...