My roommates are absolutely lovely. Alice and Claire are pursuing Theater Management, Amy is doing Theater Design (more specifically, PUPPETS), and Rich and Paddy are in my class. Our Masters class is a sort of tiny United Nations, and consists of the following ridiculous people: Rich (Australia), Paddy (Northern England), Brian (Ireland), Anjana (Singapore), Louise (Scotland), Me (USA), and then Rhys, Matthew, Ceri, Sion, Lauren & Gwawr are from all over Wales. We all have such drastically different accents, even the Welsh ones, that it's really quite beautiful to hear everyone doing scenes together. Or, in our spare time, ruthlessly mocking one another and attempting to get better at each others' dialects.
|Sion & Gwawr|
|(From top left, clockwise:) Rich, Matthew, Paddy, Anjana, Lauren, Louise, Rhys, Brian, Ceri|
The undergrads are a lot of fun as well...the whole atmosphere really reminds me of Goucher, in that you pass people in the halls or outside, and you can't remember their names to save your life, but you know you got drunk with them last night, and therefore run over for a big hug. It's pretty great.
As for now, I am off to shower and stretch so that I can muster the ability to walk into town to get about a million things done that I keep putting off. We'll call this Responsibility Saturday. ...At least until about 7 or 8pm when it will most likely become another Make Questionable Decisions Saturday. Ah, college.