It's fucking cold here and it's not even winter yet : /
Other than that Manchester is beautiful, haven't explored all of it yet though.
British people walk fast even when they aren't in rush to get somewhere, even the crippled dude walked faster than me. Or maybe I'm just very slow.
Lectures are wordy and the halls are comfy, thank god I don't take anymore classes with numbers, I failed maths so many times I can't even count.
Their accent here is still quite cryptic to me and their slangs are confusing, thus when they talk to me I always have to draw on my immense English vocabulary and say nothing and just nod as though I understand.
AND NOW FOR SOMETHING COMPLETELY DIFFERENT
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