Well, after landing in Manchester far too early on Monday morning I went to my first lecture and discovered that I had a sore throat and that my old british professor had no clue who Taylor Swift was or why she was invading my Facebook feed. After that class it was off to the library to try and get some homework done and then back to my room for an attempted nap (which went pretty well) and some Easy Mac (courtesy of a care package from the lovely parents) which was absolutely delicious.
Normally my day off, Tuesday was jam-packed with stuff and to make matters more interesting I was feeling more of the effects of being sick (read: throat hurt, nose sniffly, sinus pain, ear clogged, and headache when I move.) I got to rep Willamette with Matt, Meredith, and Charlotte (and engage in a spirited discussion about British vs. American candy bars) during the Keele Study Abroad fair from 10:45 to 2 and then went off to my mass media class where I found myself explaining the electoral college before class had even started. Then I used the break between classes to figure out what was going on with my final exams only to get no answers and walk back to my room in a huff of head pain. Then I went to my British Culture 101 class where I got to share my outsider gem of the past two weeks when Abby told me they would "knock the American right out of me" after my comment that I had noticeably been replacing the word "trash" with "rubbish." The night closed with a trip to the bowling alley with Matt, Meredith, Charlotte and Sierra and although I did terribly and was in pain I still managed to have fun which is all that counts.
Wednesday brought more head pain, plus looking and feeling worse, but I trucked on. Class, a celebration and wrap up lunch for Vision week, yay, my discussion group, who was very understanding of the fact that sleep was more important that finishing the reading because being sick sucks and finally a Christian Union meeting which was pretty fun and had more information about their weekend away (they call it "House Party" but for the record it isn't a house party it is a retreat) and brought about my new mission: FIND A SLEEPING BAG I CAN BORROW.
Thursday, more head pain, more sick and more Ian Bell. Let me explain, the professor who teaches my Literature class is filling in for the professor of my Social Movements for this week and next week. This means I get twice as much of the old British guy who likes to call me a "colonial", hilarity ensues (or it will when I'm not sick). Then math class, in which the professor gave us a piece of paper because "that section had too much information and he didn't want to write it all on the board" yeah, thats not overwhelming and scary at all. Oh wait.... The good news is that Thursday means Jesus Jam, which is becoming my favorite part of the week because I often go in tired, weary and just feeling burdened and I always leave on fire for God and with a renewed passion and I am so appreciative of having a discussion and community of people that make me feel that way.
Friday, all the sick was still there (and slightly more coughing) but miraculously the headache had cleared (which, after 3 days straight let me tell you, made me feel like I could conquer the world) I was able to be more productive. Had a preparation meeting for my presentation on Monday, plus class and helping a friend study for the GREs also attempting my homework and doing a little bit of preliminary work on my essay for my literature class. I also took some time to relax.
This blog post seems really short and rushed but I wanted to do my recap of the week before I went to London tomorrow to meet up with my friends, which I'm hoping will be so full of adventure it needs its own post. Until then remember that headaches pass eventually (sometimes they take medicine).
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