Ok, I'll be really upfront and admit that I'm not in London yet. I'm not even accepted to the exchange program through my university yet. Which means I'll look pretty damn silly if I get rejected. On the other hand, all you readers (ha, yes, all three of you; hi Mom) will get to follow me through the whole mess of getting there, and then when I am there, your faith will be rewarded. Probably.
A little information about me (but not too much; this is after all a public weblog). I am a senior at a public Michigan university (you have about fifteen to pick from, folks--bet you never knew that) majoring in English and hoping to be a published author sometime in my future. My semester in London will hopefully be my very last of my undergraduate education. My minor is Classics, but I'll have that done before I go across the big blue pond. I'd love to take Classics courses in London, but they confine you to your major only. Pooey. I love Classics. Ask me anything about the Roman Empire. Go on. I dare you.
I'm a complete and utter Anglophile, which is why this opportunity to go to London so thrills me. My favorite novelists are Jane Austen, Terry Pratchett, and J.K. Rowling, I love Shakespeare, Monty Python and most British comedies . . . shall I go on? I can even do a fair-to-middling British accent, although I'm sure actual Brits would throw scones at my head and dunk me in the Channel if I even tried. Something about a country that has barns older than the country I was born in just attracts me. What can I say? I already have a long list of places to visit and Internet buddies to see while I'm over there. I'm assuming a lot, aren't I?
The new semester at my American school starts on Monday. I have the incredible good luck to have no Friday classes, and I wangled it so I don't work that day either. Isn't that incredible? I'm looking forward to this semester, believe me. But I'm looking forward to the next one too.
I have a small, rather uninteresting life--I write and I read and I attend class. I'm hoping it will shortly get a little bigger, but until then, you'll have to deal with small, rather uninteresting posts.
Until next time!
Books for today: Frederica by Georgette Heyer