Apologies..

I've had a busy and boring week. All my deadlines seem to be the exact same day. Someone obviously has it out for me! I've even got my first exam next week, shock horror. I'm slightly nervous because I have to do an actual valuation of a company for a pretend merger.....I thought they'd have computer programmes for this.....not that it's done by hand..! I've had numerous papers to write, and all of a longer length than I'm used to. Apparently the rest of the world writes papers of length 4000 words, but UCL the usual maximum is 1500-2000, or at least in my department. Strange. 

I've decided that Russia is basically like marmite. I either hate it or love it, depending on the day, depending on the experience. So today being squished into the door of the tube train by the male dominant tube carriage was a negative experience. But doing homework in Starbucks with Liann and being treated as we deserve is a positive experience. You win some, you lose some. 


I got my updated visa. Yay! *fist pump* I had a mild panic during the middle of the night last week realizing that it was coming up to November 25th (when my visa expired) and I hadn't heard anything about it. In due course an email was sent round and I picked up my shiny new visa. It's pretty neat and it lasts until June 2012 so I'm definitely coming back to visit & travel around Russia when the weather's a tad nicer. 

Strange smile eh? I look weird without glasses.

Oh and I'm real disappointed in the Russian weather. I was promised a white winter from mid October. All I've experienced so far has been dangerous slush or dangerous sheet ice on the pavement. Apparently Russians don't quite grit the streets like we do in the UK. Ironic that the streets are gritted better in blooming High Wycombe than Moscow. Basically the snow has been pathetic. We did get about a cm of snow over night, but by the afternoon it had melted. Walking home from class today I experienced a sort of experience like someone was shaking a salt shaker in my face, but one filled with bits of freezing cold ice. I think it was probably a nice micro dermobrasion scrub for my face. IT WAS COLD. This weather is horrendous for my hair. I might as well just not bother washing it. One step outside and the wind has whipped my bangs up in the air and made them go all squ-iff (I don't think that's in the English Dictionary. Oh well.). Point made. The weather is a disappointment. Get it together Moscow!!

Tourist Shot *cringe* and as my mother stated, "What? I AM a tourist!"