I went to my 4th and final class yesterday (Friday). I have never in my entire educational career, heard so many students talking through a lecture. Nor have I seen 15 students showing up to an hour late to the class. Another thing I'm sure none of us have ever seen in a lecture is the girl sitting next to you pull a burrito out of her purse and start chomping away as though she was on a picnic. It's true people, a BURRITO! Then her friend had the audacity to answer her cell phone as the professor is giving her lecture. I'm telling you, completely disrespectful students.
Not much else to say. It's been pretty boring since I actually went into London on Wednesday. My dad and Laura and his side of the family have been extremely supportive through my emotional adventures. I am thankful to have been given this opportunity by UCF and my grandparents, however, every day it is harder and harder to get out of bed. I want to be here less and less. I keep trying to make friends and meet people, but nothing seems to be working for me. I feel as though everything and everyone is pushing me away from enjoyment. I have tried so hard to make this work over the past week and 2 days. I hope I can give you guys something a little more interesting and less depressing to read next time I write.
Thank you again to everyone for supporting me in what I do. It is extremely difficult for me to be here right now and I appreciate everything you have to share with me. I love you all.
xoxo
p.s. Turns out I'm not the only one who hates it here. A greek girl living with another UCF student wants to go home just as badly as I do. To bad she doesn't talk to anyone. I could use someone to talk to who feels the same way as I do.
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