So I decided to start a blog about my semester in Europe, because you all obviously want to spend your time reading about my exciting life (As I'm sitting here alone in my room, still in my pajamas. It's 4:30 PM and I haven't even brushed my teeth yet). I know most of you are thinking to yourself, "how do I go on next semester without Steph? I don't think I'll be able to function like a normal human being." This blog was my solution to all your woes. I hope to update this as often as possible, but if this ends up like everything else I start, I will most likely get distracted in a few weeks. However, I'll do my best. I thought this would be an easier way to keep in touch with you all back home as opposed to email. This way everyone can be a part of my journey. You're ALL winners!
As of now, I leave in 16 days. I'm ridiculously excited. I just got my housing assignment, and I am living at 1 Bloomsbury Place! It sounds so British. Two floors above my dear Lizzle! I am only 6 minutes away from a Whole Foods! Isn't it sick that Whole Foods was the first place I Google-directioned?
I'm also very close to the Unicorn Theatre (the place I am interning), which is great. Speaking of the Unicorn, I am still quite unsure as to what I'll be doing. All I know right now is that it is a prestigious non-profit theatre that works closely with children. Supposedly I'm working in the production department, so we'll see what happens!
Anyways, read away, leave comments, and enjoy :)
I hope to provide you with much entertainment over my endeavors to assimilate into a foreign country. I'll do my best not to get hit by a bus, though that is one of my biggest concerns. Mama T has already instructed me to find the nearest hospital when I get there, just in case.
P.S. Did you know that "bollocks" actually means testicles?
Bollocks - This is a great English word with many excellent uses. Technically speaking it means testicles but is typically used to describe something that is no good (that's bollocks) or that someone is talking rubbish (he's talking bollocks).
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Haha I DID know Bollocks meant balls!
So when I heard I was moving into bullock hall, i was like WHAT!?
ANd I felt sooo weird saying it for the first month, but it's come natural now.
-Emily!
(dance society)
Steph! Sorry I never called:(
Lame excuses:
1. Friday I ended up with a last-minute babysitting job, and then I went to this show at my high school, and then I was going to call after but my friends who were leaving the next day guilt-tripped me into staying out with them, didn't get home til 2.
2. Saturday I had to go to the big scary mall with my mom. Took horribly all day. Then we had to go to a last-minute dinner party in Shutesbury, which has even less cell service than Leverett (none), and then you were on the plane:(
I'm sorry, I really wanted to talk to you!! Just got the package, thanks! Love the socks!
So I want a long boring email about your break, etc. etc.
Missing you already, queen of my heart.
-Sophie
P.S. Yes, that was a Parent Trap reference.
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