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Erin’s 22nd Birthday party, and so forth. Just another night, really.
After this party, there were a series of loud bangs and distant cheering that continued well past midnight. Odd.
I keep having the same dream: I’m Harry Potter and I’m in the woods, and there are just all sorts of these odd wrinkly-faced, plastic costume-wearing, brightly-coloured, [...]

a tale of Farnham, Harry Potter, Surrey Institute of Art & Design, the opposite sex
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Just kinda bored, really.
So today the Starbucks in Farnham pre-opened. Not that I am a fan of Starbucks, in fact, quite the opposite, but I went by to see what was what. To my dismay, they do not have an active wi-fi network, but I should go back tomorrow and check, once they officially open [...]

a tale of Farnham, life
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The tradition continues…
Halloween this year was pretty manic. Since this is, of course, art school, people went all out - homemade and rag-tag, but intensely detailed consumes on a much more frequent occurrence than back in the states. The costumes themselves were of a different vein than I remember back at Drexel, Rutgers, etc. - [...]

a tale of Farnham, Harry Potter, Surrey Institute of Art & Design, dance & performing arts, the opposite sex
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You climb a mountain
In search of an adventure
Just come home alive
I won’t bother to try and interpret my seriously fragmented and impossible-to-recall dream, but that’s what I recall from the night’s subconscious randomness. I don’t often write Haikus, even while awake, so I find this as odd as you lot who are reading. So the [...]

a tale of Farnham, life, rugby
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The mad thing is, Guildford bares a strange resemblance to New Brunswick. I wonder if the University of Surrey would likewise share a resemblance to Rutgers. *shudder* In that regard, I hope not.
High Street Highjinks: Two parts research, two parts boredom, one part curiosity, one half part looking for Halloween stuff.
At least now I can [...]

a tale of Farnham, regional travel
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Thursday, we had presentations. Good times. Lots of accents, varied projects, low-scale arguments.
Friday, I had £800 in cash lying around, so I decided to take a few pictures. I don’t think I’ll ever have that much cash at one time. Jeez.

a tale of Farnham, Surrey Institute of Art & Design
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Wednesday: Rugby and Karaoke
As the team becomes more experienced and more comfortable with one another, our level of play increases, ever so slightly. Yes, we were blanked, but we held a better team to fewer points with a depleted squad on the pitch. It rained. Oh well.
And then to karaoke night at the Union. Apparently, [...]

a tale of Farnham, Surrey Institute of Art & Design, dance & performing arts, rugby, the opposite sex
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Tate Modern still doesn’t make sense to me even though I’m now in art school. It’s still a collection of seemingly thrown-together stuff, mixed with the occasional really-cool-but-I-wouldn’t-call-it art.
I’m glad to see that they are finally cleaning the facade of St. Paul’s, although it’s being done in strange fragments and patterns, leaving columns half-clean and [...]

a tale of London, art & architecture
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After playing our first match, the SIAD Rugby team, in typical Wednesday fashion, went down to karaoke at the Union and proceeded to do our thing. Highlight of the night, Psycho Tony downing that 6 pint flash of beer and not passing out or throwing up or really being all that affected. Considering how drunk [...]

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Once again to Oxford St, London for some swing dancing and photo-taking while in transit. Tonight, a study of relative velocity, you might say. Hard to focus while on escalators.

a tale of London, swing dancing
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