i've got some work. it's election time at the university so i've got some hours working the ballot box. fun stuff I say. 21 days till i leave for egypt. when I count them it seems like so far away- but it isn't really. I've also discovered that the Glastonbury Music Festival (englands biggest) happens the last weekend I'll be in England- so I'm thinking of going to it, and soaking up the music before i fly to St. Petersburg. Generally that's all that's been happening. I have four classes now, had to drop one, it was too confusing and it was a fourth year course and here- everybody in that class has been through the exact same classes for the past three years- so yeah- it's difficult. I'm doing well though- getting over (fingers crossed) a head cold.

there is a place about half a mile from my flat- where time seems to stop. There are woods near my flat and if you walk to the other side of them- they open into these glorious hills and it feels like time stops there- there aren't a lot of sounds and the hills seem to never end, and they all look alike, they all are planted with the same kind of grass and they look identical. it's an eerie sight but beautiful. and then you turn around and there are the woods- completely messy and diverse and no tree looks the same, some are old and with branches growing back into the ground- as though it didn't like what it saw outside the earth and just wanted to return to its home, some with narley branches that get lost within themselves, all variations of the colors green and brown and endless mystery. Standing on the border of these two places is holy.