I can be incredibly happy without seeing a single soul but my dad and my dog. Said dad thinks this is weird, anti-career behavior that suggests the loss of fundamental social mechanisms, but in an indulgent, look-at-my-daughter-the-sociopath way. (He also thinks I am the only twenty-something that listens - frequently and fondly - to classic rock.
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Hi! I'm Gillian. Less than a month away from being legal drinking age in my home country (US), despite living in a country where I've been legally allowed to drink/smoke/buy prostitutes/gamble for 3 years already (UK). I'm a university student at my...fourth university? I just can't seem to stay in one place long enough to actually get a degree. Sad, I know. I finally settled on (and will be finishing next year) a degree in Comparative Literature and Linguistics, after which I will either sell my soul to the corporate world because life sucks in a recession, or I will continue going to school until the economy bounces back. It all depends on if the money runs out. ;) Ideally, I want to be a Historical (Classical) Linguist of some sort, with a specialty in something relevant to anthropology or archaeology (my true loves, had to leave my previous university in Denver because they didn't have a linguist anthro degree, or any linguistics courses. Humph). I'm dating a Philosophy grad who is selling his soul (a bit) in order to become a lawyer, and he'll be pushed from the legal nest in two years time.
I ramble, clearly, and this all sounds much more interesting than it all is - I'm a broke American student in London, which is an expensive city, who whines about being bored frequently and reads too many books (if that's possible?).
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I've made friends with the hodgepodge that is Britain, really. I have...one properly British friend, and all of my other friends are what you find in London - Bengali, Portuguese, German, etc. 'British' is kind of a relative term now. ;)
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