“These ten weeks will fly…”
“So, how are you feeling about LSE?” was the question I couldn’t escape from this summer. I found myself repeating the same spiel, shot through with mild panic: “Well, I think it’s going to be tough…...
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Sometimes I feel like my life is stitched together by to-do lists, and when they become longer and longer, they risk unravelling, knotting themselves into untidy jumbles of unaccomplished tasks. Then,...
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This Christmas was my first at home in the UK for a few years, and I’d forgotten what a whirlwind month December was. Waiting for a train with my suitcase full of presents, I stood in the shelter on...
View ArticleBluesy weather, bluesy music….
At 8.30 in the morning, when I arrive for my Wednesday morning class, the New Academic Building is calm, quiet, empty. The bright lights, high ceilings, shiny colours and openness of the interior is...
View ArticleA homage to British weather…
I always seem to start my posts with an account of the weather, which may be the most typically ‘British’ thing one could do. Luckily for me, fond as I am of pathetic fallacy, the weather in this...
View Article“These ten weeks will fly…”
“So, how are you feeling about LSE?” was the question I couldn’t escape from this summer. I found myself repeating the same spiel, shot through with mild panic: “Well, I think it’s going to be tough…...
View ArticleWhere’s my prize?
Sometimes I feel like my life is stitched together by to-do lists, and when they become longer and longer, they risk unravelling, knotting themselves into untidy jumbles of unaccomplished tasks. Then,...
View ArticleLooking back…
This Christmas was my first at home in the UK for a few years, and I’d forgotten what a whirlwind month December was. Waiting for a train with my suitcase full of presents, I stood in the shelter on...
View ArticleBluesy weather, bluesy music….
At 8.30 in the morning, when I arrive for my Wednesday morning class, the New Academic Building is calm, quiet, empty. The bright lights, high ceilings, shiny colours and openness of the interior is...
View ArticleA homage to British weather…
I always seem to start my posts with an account of the weather, which may be the most typically ‘British’ thing one could do. Luckily for me, fond as I am of pathetic fallacy, the weather in this...
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