First Day

 I officially had my first day of classes. But let me backtrack.
 Two weeks ago was the Welcome Week for International Students...which meant a whole lot of new faces, lame activities (like a barn dance...yea, a barn dance), and trying to figure out my way around this campus. And let me tell you, this campus is HUGE. I thought my school back in Florida was big, but this...this is amazing. The only thing I hate about it is the hills! I never appreciated Florida's flatness until now... At least I don't have to join a gym, these hills will give me all the workout I need. Also, I've yet to take pictures of this beautiful campus though because it is so COLD! I didn't grow up in Florida but I've spent the majority of my life living on islands and states with tropical weather. Here I am thinking England wouldn't be THAT cold because it was only September. Obviously I was wrong. It wouldn't be that bad if I had all my winter clothes but 2 suitcases can only hold so many thick sweaters. I also now know that most Florida sweaters are useless here. Yea, I know, I didn't think things through, did I?
 Last week was Freshers Week, which is a welcome week for...Freshman, of course. Freshers Week in England is basically when all the Freshman come together to drink, party, and throw up until their hearts (and kidneys) are content (or failing). I had plenty of opportunity to take part in this...event, but I got all that stuff out of my system when I first came to college in Florida last year (except drinking...ugh that stuff is NASTY!). Also, did I mention it was FREAKING COLD!! Until I own a club dress made entirely of the thickest fur available, that covers my body from head to toe (in a sexy way, if that's at all possible), my butt will stay right here inside my warm room.
 I have FLATMATES!! ("flatmates"...look at me sounding all British :P) It's the 6 of us girls living in an apartment with two (TWO!) bathrooms. We each have our own room though, which is pretty standard in school housing in England. 3 of us are pretty chill. The other 3...let's just say they thoroughly enjoyed Freshers Week. I have to get used to living with these kinds of people. And by kinds of people, I mean people who like the party all night, trash the apartment, throw up on and around the bathroom, and just be all-around dirty individuals. I feel as though my future posts will revolve around this living situation that is my life for the next year...and if the year will be anything like the first week was, then I'm probably going to make some enemies in this flat. I'll be alright though, I have as much right living here as they do and they will respect that and the things in this flat that we must share. This can apply to anyone in a living situation with messy roommates, Brit or not, stand up for yourself. It is your apartment too.
 I've also been trying to acquaint myself with the city and city life. I've never had to take city buses to get places and learning how to read these routes and learn these lines have been costing me.  £1-£1.70 per ride adds up...especially when you get lost and certain buses decide for some reason to stop running after 4pm on Saturdays and you're stuck trying to figure out how to get home! *sigh* but I digress...
 This city is actually pretty nice, and I'm enjoying finding many unique places to eat and shop. Just the other day I found a little food stand that sold Sicilian rice balls and, as someone whose lived in Sicily for three years, this made me very happy. The owner and I reminisced about Sicilian life, but oddly I couldn't get a  discount out of him. But that's okay!
 And now that I have caught you up, my sole reader, I can tell you about my first day of classes. I only had two, luckily. The first week is like any other week in college, the teacher tells you their expectations, you *sometimes* talk to new classmates, and blah blah blah, you know the deal. So yea, not very eventful.  Unfortunately I haven't befriended that many people. I've met a few, but it's hard to keep contacts when you have no phone! And boy is it killing me to have no phone. My plan though, is to get a rinky-dink phone, get a sim card, and hopefully get on some kind of international plan (I've got friends and family to call!), if not, then I'll just do the pay-as-you-go thing. When I get a phone, that will be a wondrous day indeed.
 So I will end this post with the hope of three things:
1. I get a phone...like, quick!
2. I make friends
3. I enjoy the rest of my first week...because next week is when shit gets real :/

And now this temporary Brit is off to bed!