Homesick Weather

The weather for the past few days has reminded me the wonderful London gloom and sprinkles of rain. Weirdly, London itself has been quite sunny and warm.

I'm desperately waiting to break out the sundresses and sandals but New York seems to guarantee to disagree.
Despite all this, the weather so fat has been great for slow morning breakfasts of think oats and blackberries. I guess the clouds are good for something.





Anna
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JOBS!!

I'M APPLYING FOR JOBS!!!

I always thought that as a college student I would be extremely busy and have no time to waste hours on Netflix, but due to my parent's overloading me with activities as a child (seriously.... five different dance classes,  two instruments and tutoring), I am extremely haunted when it comes to having to spend long times with inactivity. That, and the fact that college is expensive is leading me to apply for jobs. JOBS!

My two ideals are the Apple Store and Urban Outfitters but at this point I'd take any one that would have me.

Wish me luck....

Spring Break

I am a university student in America now, yay.

It's the week  of holiday called Spring Break, or what I like to call, seven days of not using my time even remotely near the thing called wisely.
So far I've washed my hair, played video games on the play station and watched copious amounts of BBC America (homesick) and missing Johnathan Creek (super duper homesick).
This is my second spring break since being in New York and I am in the halfway point of being a Second Year (or as Americans say, Sophmore). However, I am still not used to a lot of things. I am still relatively "green" as the saying goes.

I'm sure I'll get to that Accounting Homework and that Communications paper by Monday, but  for now, a Totoro Onesie and cuppa tea is keeping me company... and I've earned their companionship.

Mugging

So I just moved to New York  6 months ago... yaaay.
But I got mugged today, I'm officially a New Yorker. Some bloke ran up to me, took my wallet. I was able to cancel my British cards though and I had no ID on me so he only got around $20.00 in gratification, and I was calm and went about my day as usual.

But, when I told my parents they freaked out. Not only because I got mugged but if I had been in  church it wouldn't have happened. My parents are religious and I sure as hell am not (pun intended).
Her car was broken into one night whilst she was at church,  but I didn't want to bring that up, I wasn't up for that argument, not now. I just sat and took her nagging.


I always took the world view that "Shit happens" and as a result I'm reluctant to ask "God" for anything, as if he exists I'd rather he help the starving african children first rather than save my beautiful Urban Outfitters wallet.