Today I went to a computer lab and printed out my first essay so that Martyn Waites, Essay Specialist, could review it. British paper is weird, and the default is double-sided printing, which is good because it saves me money... but the paper itself is loooong. In my American version of Word, the paper was about nine pages. It is six in the British version, on British paper : P
The essay meeting went really well. Martyn is a pretty young guy (I was expecting an old dude), and he showed me how to do things more Britishly. I'll be rewriting that essay probably tomorrow, and then writing my Yeats one on Friday. Argh.
I grabbed a quick lunch from the convenience store on my way back to the dorm, because my next class was in about an hour. It was this croissant stuffed with sausage and carrots and potatoes, and it was yummy : ) I did some school reading and then went to the art gallery where the writing class was meeting.
We were looking at words as art.
I think artists must get very bored to come up with some of these things. One guy took twelve Oxford English Dictionaries and folded each page a different way, coming up with some 80,000 folds total.... that's what the sign said anyway, i didn't count. We decided to take the artist's word for it. Another artist took the periods from two different computer fonts - Bodoni and New York - and blew them up til they were the size of... hmm. something really big. Bigger than your head. Like, a foot and a half across. And that was it. Two periods. Turns out the Bodoni is pretty lopsided.
After class I went back to the room and did my reading and chatted a bit. Dinner was tomato rice soup that, despite being campbells, was not as good as what you get at home. Phil announced that her hockey team was coming over for "drinking sessions" (and loud rap music apparantly) so I took a quick shower and locked myself in my room... That is where things stand now.
The music seems to have quietened... maybe things will get done around here : P
and maybe the hallway won't smell like vomit when I wake up. It's important to stay optimistic....
Optimism is key. It's not proving to be any help as I continue to grapple with both Virgin train lines and the VISA corporation, but...whatever.
ReplyDeleteStanstead will be fine. Students travel in and out of all the airports surrounding London, all the time, so I'm not worried about getting back, really. Should be good.