So I realized today that I wrote that I was "absoultely knackered" at the ball, without defining it! It means exhausted, not drunk or anything like that. I left the ball at 10:45pm to go to bed.

I'm still on track or ahead of reading in all my classes, so that's good. I follow a "work hard, play hard" philosophy, so I'm doing work throughout the day, breaking it up with activities. There's only so much a person can read. I wish I were taking a psych class as well where I could add "studying" into the mix, but I'll have my chance with that many other semesters, I daresay.

We're still waking up at eight every weekday/weekend day. It's funny how different that is from the states. The library doesn't even open until 11 on Saturdays and Sundays at Skidmore. Here, we work during the morning and day, and hang out at night. Much more my style. Anyhow, I must get back to Eugene O'Neill. Lots of love!!