sooo... this bites
Guys, I can't go to England anymore. It's not money or subletting problem like I thought it would be. It's actually the last thing I would have thought would happen.
There are no motherfucking 3rd year English courses offered there (one of which I've taken), and only 2 history courses.
So if I go, I will be taking 2 classes out of 5 that go towards my program, and I will have to end up doing a 5th year to make up the lost credits, which is even more money.
Sad days. Really sad. But I will end up in England eventually, I'm sure. Kim and I will tear up London and Liverpool, then maybe hop over to Ireland or Paris or something. Not the end of the world, but a wicked sad loss of an opportunity. I can't believe they don't have 3rd year English classes. =/
Other news, I'm going home on Friday to see my dad after his India trip. I'll get my fill of burfi and halva and clothes and jewelery and family goodness, plus work a bit on my papers.
There are no motherfucking 3rd year English courses offered there (one of which I've taken), and only 2 history courses.
So if I go, I will be taking 2 classes out of 5 that go towards my program, and I will have to end up doing a 5th year to make up the lost credits, which is even more money.
Sad days. Really sad. But I will end up in England eventually, I'm sure. Kim and I will tear up London and Liverpool, then maybe hop over to Ireland or Paris or something. Not the end of the world, but a wicked sad loss of an opportunity. I can't believe they don't have 3rd year English classes. =/
Other news, I'm going home on Friday to see my dad after his India trip. I'll get my fill of burfi and halva and clothes and jewelery and family goodness, plus work a bit on my papers.