Journaling is one of the weirdest things, it never ceases to surprise me how fast an entry passes. When I feel like I wrote yesterday, in reality it was a week ago. I don't know if that thought just made sense, but my point is that I wish I wrote on this blog more:)

I feel like I have so many things to think about here, and so many things to be thankful for, sometimes it stresses me out-trying to cover them all! Life is so great, and I'm really enjoying myself. The time is already going so fast, it is blowing my mind.

Last weekend was probably one of my favorites so far. On Thursday night I had volleyball practice, which no matter what mood I'm in always perks me up. I don't know what it is? I typically make a complete fool of myself (not that I object, I have the most fun with potentially embarassing scenerios). After volleyball, we went to the bistro ( I won a free beer for hitting the target, yehaw!) and then had a dance party after that. On Saturday I went to York, England; famous for the York Minster Cathedral, one of the two largest Gothic cathedrals in Northern Europe. It was really beautiful on the outside, and the inside...however it was 8 pounds to get inside ($15 about), so being the cheap students we are, a few of us decided not to go in. Which was a ridiculously dumb idea, since that's what we were there to see! But, no time for regrets, and we still had a brilliant time just wandering around the city. We wanted to walk around the York wall, which basically just surrounds the city, but that was closed due to weather (damn snow!). We did get to see the Clifford's Tower, which was built by William the Conqueror (but we didn't pay to go in there either...oops!). We ended up at a pub for a pint and some rugby, which was very nice. We came back to Harlaxton for dinner, and around 9 went to hit the town! We went to our favorite Grantham pub, the Goose, which is known to be cheap. It's still pricey, but we find boys to buy our drinks, and it's fine for us:) Grantham is apparently rumored to be a dodgy-hole-in-the-wall-crap-ass night life scene, but we still have fun! The pubs close between midnight and one, so we usually have to find a dance club to go to after. We ended up at Coco, which was fun. Another thing, the Grantham-ites can recognize us as American students quite easily (which is so crazy to us...but I believe them), so they tend to either give us crap, or give us deals to get in their club, play great music like 'Jesses girl" at the clubs, OH and they expect a tip for cab rides, because apparently we tip really high, and english don't tip at all! How's that! I don't tip. HA.

This week was our first British Studies exam, which I didn't study much for-but I think it went OK. Other then that, nothing too exciting is happening...except that I'm leaving for IRELAND in ONE STINKING HOUR! I'm very excited, to put it mildly. We will be taking the ferry there, I don't know how that will go over, but I will be sure to write all about it when I come back on Sunday! Thanks for reading, and take care!