london life, theo and uni

If I were asked to describe my life here in london, I wouldnt know how to, or where to start.

I am more independant I guess. what I was doing before, I do now, just without the complication of a bit of parent anger. I have the freedom to go out when I want to. cme back when I think is reasonable, eat what I want to, and if I dot have anyhing, well then its my fault. I have to do washing- Ive done that before as well, just that now I plan it into my day, and dont have two unmissable (in the sense of not to miss) parents telling me when to do what.

my average day basically is thus comprised of studying (trying to study, its not really working-yet), eating, facebooking (instead of studying), and lots and lots of sleeping. and occasionally seeing more of london.

so who is this theo in the title? I was invited for feeding to ealing last thursday, thats in the west of london, where david and ruth kelly live. I got a really yummy and seemingly easy veggie cheese dish, as well as great yummy goodie apple crumble, but by that time I was so stuffed I had to leave half there. theo is the little one. Mr. k's baby boy, the former "tadpole". a very very cute baby, with huge blue eyes that likes oogling new people (ie. meee).

It is very weird in some way, as it has almost been 4 years since we were sitting in that class at the far left corner of the building, simultaneously shooting our hands up in the air, and here I am now, living in london (who would have thought of that?!) and getting dinner invites.

friday I got to look at cells in mitosis under the microscope. why dont they have practicals like that at school? its not that hard. all you need is a decent microscope a few cells in culture (so from a cold blooded animal preferably, as they divide at room temperature), buffer, alcohol, distilled water and dye. voila you can watch cells at different phases of the cell cycle- interphase, prophase, metaphase, anaphase, telophase. my favourite practical till now- nice and clear what to do and soooo cool.

yesterday was a charity event at our uni, in combination with the london wide charity week. the name was smokey not smudgy, and meant that lots of hair stylists, make up artists, henna artists etc etc. people prittifying girls came to give services for cheap. I had my once in a millenium haircut, and got henna done, the first time professionally. so that meant I was an invalid for the rest of the day. but now my right back of the hand and my left handpalm are covered in dark brown swirls, dots and flowers. hihi henna is so cool!

maybe that gives a glimpse of what I am up to.

ps. The poem is lovely, Pragathi. thank you