what a difference a week makes
don't worry. i'm not crying any more. unless you kill a puppy. then i'll definately have to cry.
once i started my classes here things got drastically better. I met my supervisors Dr. Joe Winston and Dr. Jonathan Neelands and they were such dolls I couldn't possibly be frightened any more. The program i'm in is absolutely amazing, as it is a combination of theoretical analysis, practical workshops, as well as research/fieldwork for my dissertation. The university pays for me to attend numerous conferences/workshops and performances throughout the country on topics like dance, musictherapy and puppets.
I've become fast friends with quite a few people in my program, including Chryso (from Cyprus) and Astrid, an outspoken drunkard from Taiwan, as well as a few brits from liverpool. I don't have any hot british boy stories yet, other than this one boy, Sandy who asked me out for tea yesterday. However, Sandy is closer to a (chubby) Martin Hand, than a David Beckham, but he's very sweet and has helped me perfect my dirty cockney accent to trick people into "not thinking i'm american".
stacey was here this weekend because she was attending her brother's wedding in london this week. It was really nice to see a familiar face and be able to show someone around my new digs. However, I think i got us lost on more than one occasion. good thing she didn't notice.
once i started my classes here things got drastically better. I met my supervisors Dr. Joe Winston and Dr. Jonathan Neelands and they were such dolls I couldn't possibly be frightened any more. The program i'm in is absolutely amazing, as it is a combination of theoretical analysis, practical workshops, as well as research/fieldwork for my dissertation. The university pays for me to attend numerous conferences/workshops and performances throughout the country on topics like dance, musictherapy and puppets.
I've become fast friends with quite a few people in my program, including Chryso (from Cyprus) and Astrid, an outspoken drunkard from Taiwan, as well as a few brits from liverpool. I don't have any hot british boy stories yet, other than this one boy, Sandy who asked me out for tea yesterday. However, Sandy is closer to a (chubby) Martin Hand, than a David Beckham, but he's very sweet and has helped me perfect my dirty cockney accent to trick people into "not thinking i'm american".
stacey was here this weekend because she was attending her brother's wedding in london this week. It was really nice to see a familiar face and be able to show someone around my new digs. However, I think i got us lost on more than one occasion. good thing she didn't notice.
