A Day in the Life: Part One

Hiya!

Well I've had classes for a week now and OOOH my goodness it's different here! For example, 2 of my classes meet just once a week...that is crazy to me, and I'm not really sure if I like it either. I'm one of those people that lacks the motivation on their own to do the readings and such, but in class I can give the prof all of my attention. Needless to say, I have 6 chapters of Geoarchaeology that I need to read before tomorrow, whoops! But the good/scary thing is that I really don't have to know all of the material before the main paper is due, which is about half way through the semester. And then I can forget it all until the final paper/exam at the end of the semester. By the way, those last couple sentences were complete sarcasm, I need more structure than this! Additionally, most of my classes have around 25 students with lectures having around 130; the weird thing is that I went to my Petrology & Mineralogy lab and it had 60 people with only 2 professors as guides. Sadly, after having 6 hours of combined lab and lecture I decided I couldn't handle it...even though I was supposed to have been able to take it, the class was far beyond my knowledge, even the 'review' part. At home, a class like this would have 30 students and meet everyday with the good chance that you could ask as many questions as necessary. It looks like I'll have to grow up a fair amount in the next few months to manage the schooling aspect. However, the bonus of having so little class is now that I have a 4 day weekend- yup folks, I have managed the impossible. Now all I need is a person to travel with...

I've already started growing up in a few ways, school aside: like I've learned how not to burn the chicken in the oven unless I want to be scraping the pan for 45 minutes. Also, even though this skill was mastered when I was a wee lass (I'm becoming Scottish people!), I've learned that to get what you want you need to just flat out ask every single question to the porters on campus (they might already recognize me when I walk in...now that's pretty embarrassing.)

Here's a couple of this uniquely Scottish: all of the taps on the faucets are separate, so there's never a possibility of having the 'perfect temperature'; they drive on the left side of the road here- it literally scares me every time we get in a car and I NEVER know which way to look before crossing the street!; I learned that if a kettle isn't included in the flat furnishings people will get furious; the outlets have switches so make sure they're turned on before waiting 20 minutes for the stove to heat up when really it's been turned off the entire time; girls in sweatpants= hobos, sad day; just because the weather is always grey doesn't mean that every day can be a lazy one; their typical donuts are a lot denser than back home and they have this delicious filling in them (there's a social every Tuesday that I can go get free ones so that's going to become a ritual :) ); Seaton Park is frightening at night- even in a group; never underestimate Mother Nature- she changes constantly; haggis is good; Irn-Bru is more popular than Coke-I'm not sure I agree with that though; even though I'm almost 2 years older than the drinking age, they just don't believe I'm old enough and require me to pull out my ID EVERYTIME (like seriously, I don't look old enough?! haha); cake mixes don't exist here; everyone thinks I'm Canadian; when they flip a coin they use the 2p piece because it's the biggest; and my spelling has taken a downturn with all of the UK spellings I'm getting wrong.

I hope you've been able to follow my randomness, I don't want to say it's going to happen a lot, but I'm sure it will...

As always, let me know what you think and for now, cheers!

Me and my roomie, Savannah, taking a stroll through the woods on campus!