Sleep is overrated:

At least, that is my motto for the next two weeks.  The past three months in London have gone by all too quickly, and now I have less than two weeks left… I know it sounds so cliché, but I feel like I just got here. There is still so much left to explore: museums to visit, buildings to tour, souvenirs to buy, markets to browse, and pictures to take.

But there’s looming project deadlines, papers due, and finals standing in my way.  As I’m a perfectionist, I’ve decided to sacrifice sleep. It’s the only option if I want to maintain my grades and still get the most out of my last two weeks living in London.

Even though it still doesn’t feel real, I’ve finally admitted it. I am leaving. Although, I truly hope I this is not the last time I will get the chance to live in London… because three months is just not enough.

Here are some photos from this past week in London:

Making my grandma's cranberry sauce! Photo cred: Lindsey Derstine

The impressive Thanksgiving dinner we all cooked! Photo cred: Lindsey Derstine

Enjoying our Thanksgiving in London. Photo cred: Lindsey Derstine

I apologize for the short post, but I have a deadline tomorrow and I’m going to see Pippin tonight for my musical theatre class (I know, rough).  Actually, my analysis on The Naked Mannequin is what is due tomorrow. I’m not sure if I mentioned it, but for the past couple weeks I have been focusing on generating more engagement as part of a case study for my interactive communications course. I really appreciate all those that have been reading in the past couple weeks! I look forward to continuing to develop The Naked Mannequin and my communication with my followers in the coming weeks.

Cheers! XO


Lack of Wisdom (Teeth)

So, I promised I would be back this week; and, here I am. A little later than anticipated – I sorta slept the weekend away.

Thankfully, my face didn’t swell up too much from the surgery. The only problem was that I had to go back to work on Monday, so I had to stop taking the pain killers early (not fun!)  While my head still hurts, the swelling is gone and all that’s left are some lovely bruises.

"Lovely" bruises after getting my wisdom teeth out

People at work must think:

a. I got into a fight (and obviously won)

b. I fell down and landed on my face (my clumsy past would lead one to think this to be true)

c. I recently developed Jaundice

Or maybe that’s just what I think when I look in the mirror. Oh well.

In other news, I will have an actual post tomorrow! So, check back =)