Normalcy

So, my life in the UK has hit a sort normalcy, in that, I get up every day at seven, have some coffee and toast, etc. On Sundays I go to church, on Mondays I hang out with Nav and Nick's band, on Tuesdays and Wednesdays I go to school, on Thursdays I go to choir, and Friday and Saturday, I finish up doing whichever of the weeks worth of tasks still need doing. I've made quite a few friends, and I've visited most of the places in London that I had a horrible, burning desire to see (though much is still unexplored, and I still haven't been to platform 9 and 3/4 at Kings Cross). And I've discovered that the battery charger that I brought for my camera doesn't work with the electrical outlets here.

Which all tend to contribute to the fact that I haven't really had any "news" for a while. I do have a bit though (it just needed saving up).

I quit smoking last week. As I was relating to a friend recently, I followed a very simple twelve step program, that make it easy as pie.

Step 1. Admit to yourself that you're a smoker.

Step 2. Step outside and have a cigarette to congratulate yourself.

Step 3. Decide finally that you should quit.

Step 4. Step outside, have a smoke, and tell yourself that it's your last one.

Step 5. Don't smoke for the rest of the day.

Step 6. Wake up in the morning, and have a cigarette.

Step 7. Remember that you were supposed to be quitting.

Step 8. Try not to smoke for the rest of the day.

Step 9. Have one anyway.

Step 10. Tell yourself you're really, really gonna quit now, and then break down and smoke three in a row because you forgot to write that essay you were supposed to write last week.

Step 11. Run out of cigarettes, and discover at the same time that you're broke, so you couldn't buy anymore cigarettes even if you weren't quitting.

Step 12. Wait a week. Good for you, you've quit smoking!

So, I quit, which is nice. I won't say I'll never have another cigarette for the rest of my life, but it's nice to not HAVE to have one, if, for example, I'm trying to get in shape to run 10 cliks with my dad in April.

I went jogging in Hyde park to see what running was like (I haven't run more than 100 yards in about 2 months) and it seemed OK. Until the next day. I was limping around like a wimp for 3 days. Anyway, I'm gonna give it another go tomorrow after church.

I got an email as I'm writing this, and apparently I've been invited back to "Uni's Got Talent" an American Idol sort of competition among colleges here, even though I forgot most of the words of the song I was singing during the initial event. Apparently I could get on TV and stuff. Shout out to Pete. 'S your song, dude, thanks. And tonight, I'm playing an open mic here at NIDO, which should be fun.