my first cup of tea

Yesterday my tutor served me my first cup of tea whilst in England, I've been trying to put it off for as long as possible. Everyone drinks their tea with milk around here, and I think I rather like it. So yesterdays tutorial was good. I wasn't sure what she wanted in my essay, but apparently I got it right because she was pleased with what I wrote. Most days are the same here. I wake up, eat breakfast of cornflakes or porridge, and head out to the library or my tutorial. Come back in the late afternoon for lunch or eat at the college, hang out around the house, then either do work all night or go out. Last night was work. I finally finished Emma, 3 Jane Austen novels down, 3 to go. Two nights ago everyone was craving pancakes, but we didn't think they had any around here. I could really go for a good, old-fashioned diner. Anyway, yesterday at the market these girls stopped me for a survey, and one of the questions was how often I eat at a French Creppery. I was like, "What's that?" Apparently they serve pancakes, and there was one right behind me. So I got all excited and now we're planning an evening out at the creppery. Well I've just finished in the library and now I'm off to Port Meadows for some fresh air!