I’ve been living here for one week now and it’s been very interesting, to say the least.
Here’s a few thoughts so far:
- The student body: I’d say most of the kids I study with come here with the intention of being that 1% of students that studied abroad. Most of them come from FSU, they’re American and they are extremely well-rounded. Miami kids: read a fucking book, for your own fucking sake. You guys are way out of context with the rest of the world. I mean, trust me, it’s totally fine to not know what you want at this age but at least have the tools to find out eventually. These kids from FSU are on a completely different level. They’re educated, up to date with important current events and just have a very solid understanding of what’s going on around them. I could write about this for a couple more hours but I need to wake up early tomorrow. I’ll probably bring it up again in a future post.
- Food: I’m SO thankful for the magnitude and cultural variety in the city because this gives me hundreds of restaurants to try out. The local food kinda sucks... These people eat mashed peas. How sad does that sound? I tried it Monday night and it tastes so…sad. I can’t find think of a better word to describe it. These people don’t know flavor or seasoning. Fish and chips in England. Sounds just right, yes? Meh. English food is just lame and tastes like it’s for old people/babies.
- People: English people are kind, funny, smart and interesting. They will not only help you if you’re lost but they’ll be happy to do it and you can tell they want you to fall in love with London. They’re so proud of it. It’s so amazing to see people so infatuated with the place they live in.
I haven’t made many friends. There’s VERY few people that I connect with. Everyone is way too friendly from the beginning to tell who’s genuine and who’s not. Everyone just wants to meet everyone, which is fantastic, but I want quality, not quantity.
Tomorrow we’re going to the Harry Potter studios. I’m so happy for that.
White people are interesting.
I feel like there’s only a tiny percentage of people here that are actually listening. I miss my friends so much. They know what’s up. They really do. I’m glad for the things I’ve been through in my life. I’m glad that I’ve known pain and struggle. I’m just really thankful for my past and for the future that awaits for me back at home and the days I have left here in London. Cheers.