Adjusting

Hello, again! It's 9:39 pm here in Canterbury and 4:39 pm back home. I just had my second day of classes, and so far, so good! Back at IU, I'm an English major, but here, I'm a History major because I couldn't get into the English classes I wanted, so I'm taking mostly history-related classes. Yesterday, I had both my class and discussion section on Victorian Britain, as well as my English class, "Guilt and Redemption in Modern Literature." I'm now 150 pages into Crime and Punishment for that class and loving it. Today, I had my Sex and Religion class and discussion section. Our first reading assignment is The Kama Sutra. Yes,  I know. Before everyone judges me for taking this class, just know it was, like, fourth on my list of alternatives. Thursday, I have my Politics class. I am so excited for the readings in this class and my other ones.

As for me and settling in, I'm definitely still adjusting to living here. I'm super jet-lagged and having trouble sleeping through the night. I think I got 3 hours of sleep yesterday, tops. And if I can complain for a second more, the house I'm living in has paper-thin walls, making it even harder to sleep. It's especially difficult because all the doors are crazy squeaky, so if one of my housemates goes to the bathroom in the middle of the night, I immediately wake up, thinking the ogre from Pan's Labyrinth is coming to comb my hair with his creepy hand-eyes. Then, I lay in bed, terrified, and sleep evades me. I think that it'll be better in a week, but, for now, ugh. I hate you, insomnia. We're not friends.

Furthermore, my stupid international phone won't work, so blah. When I try to work it, it says that I need to call a number to set it up. But my phone can't call, so I can't call to set it up. To whomever designed this, I say, "Boo."

On the bright side, I am loving class and meeting new people. I'm going into town tomorrow with some new friends to explore the farmer's market, and I'm pumped. Then, this Sunday, the school is sponsoring a trip to Dover, which should be lovely. I'll post some pictures afterwards. For tonight, what I'm most excited about is discovering how much longer Raskolnikov can keep his wits about him. He was thisssss close to confessing his sins to Zametov two pages ago.

Talk to you later!

PS- The chocolate here is so much better than in the States. Someone told me that the chocolate in the UK has a higher cocoa content in it as mandated by law, so maybe that's it.