I'm a 20-something American who's going to England for a few months. 
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After my meltdown today, things got better. I was able to see ‘The Recruiting Officer’ one last time [it’s one of my favourite plays and the cast is phenomenal!].
I was so excited because I was, hopefully, going to meet Mark Gatiss, who is one of the few people I truly admire. I am so enamoured by him and his talents, particularly his writing since that’s what I ultimately want to do with my life.
I sort of bumped into him and asked him to sign my program then stuttered out something about taking a photo with me. He said something about how his friend was outside—I was shaking. It’s not everyday I meet one of my favourite writers since most of mine are dead—and I thanked him. But I didn’t follow because I wasn’t sure if I should. I didn’t want to seem to stalkerish.
Then he sort of left. Which I don’t blame him for. I’m just some stupid 22 year old from Wisconsin who literally stumbled and stuttered over her words while meeting one of her favourite people.
I just…don’t know what to do. I’m about to cry, with this, the leaving, and just everything.
Sorry, emotional dump. Apologies.
alternageek replied to your post: I don’t want to go.
Belgium is awesome. Loads of super strong beers in teeny tiny bottles. Loved it there
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Big Ben, London.
So I had this girl that I’ve been working with and she offered to let me store a few bags, like little shopping bags, at her flat until next week when my boss would be able to pick them up and take them to the office. Since I’m coming back in September, I’m only allowed 1 bag, and it’s half as small as the bag I came here with, I have a little bit of stuff.
I asked her again yesterday if it was all right, and she said yes.
Now, today, I phoned her to ask when it would be okay to bring my stuff. And she’s in Brighton.
Officially, I’m fucked. My boss is celebrating passover and cannot leave his family. I just tried to find someone to store it for the next week. And that will cost bit of money, but I really don’t have any other choice.
If they are even open that is.
I’m just feeling very panicky because the only other thing I can do is throw everything away. I just…don’t even know what to do.
End vent.
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London, England, UK
Yes. I sound like a pouting child, but it’s true. I honestly don’t want to leave.
Mostly because I do not want to go on this tour of Belgium. Potentially France. And some of Germany. Not that I don’t want to go to those places, but because they are so inconvenient. We’re taking a train and only allowed one suitcase.
Which, after being here for three months, really doesn’t help.
So I just had to ship a bit of stuff back to the States and it was 70 pounds (I’m exaggerating by a few because I went air-mail since it was only 5 pounds more expensive). I don’t need to eat for the next three weeks. It’s completely fine.
Sorry. I’m just annoyed that I had to ship things back when I didn’t have to if I had been allowed just one more bag.
On the plus side, I’ll see some of Europe. But I honestly would rather just be in Ireland or stay in England for the remainder of my time.
