I'm going to look for two at my Forever 21 once I get home. The thing with Forever 21 is, things on their website are nicely arranged so you can see them, and they have some great stuff. But I find going into the actual store overwhelming, since things are so mixed together and thrown around, and there are so many things in each seasons' collections, as opposed to other stores that have smaller collections.
-I think I'm the only one of our Dickinson clan going home that isn't bursting of excitement at the sheer idea of being back in America. This isn't to say I don't want to go home: I feel like it's about time I paid a visit, since I haven't been there in a long time. I also miss certain things: clean, odorless kitchens, Target, Pepperidge Farm products, my car and driving, TV channels and shows I recognize, no noisy neighbors. But what I really feel like I need is a break from schoolwork more than I need a break from England. If I wasn't going to be mostly abandoned and if it wasn't Christmas, I would think I could handle staying here very well. Others seem to have been counting down the days and hours. I can hardly get it in my head that I'm flying out the day after tomorrow. But whatever: I get to come back.
-I need to be banned from thinking about next semester, primarily about my Dickinson project and how it will be the death of me. After discussions with various UEA people about arranging the upcoming semester and having them ask me repeatedly "are you sure you've done everything to ask if you can get out of taking Humanities 310? Are you sure you're not going to die next semester of overwork?" I've been psyching myself out a bit and have been going into premature stress spirals. Damn this project and its 10-15 hours of experiential work in the community.
-I can't remember if I blogged about this before, since I've been whining about it in my head for a week now, but on December 19, Coldplay is giving a charity holiday concert for 500 people at Exeter Castle, in Chris Martin's hometown. I'm devastated that I'm not going to be in the right country at the right time. Of course, with only 500 tickets available at £50 each, the likelihood that I could have gone even if I was in England at the time would have been slim (as my friend just camped outside the HMV in Exeter where they were selling 100 of these tickets and only just managed to secure two). Still: *insert anguished moan here.* Holiday concert? Coldplay? 500 people? EXETER CASTLE?
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