time to say goodbye

I just said goodbye to Sally. She’s going to York for a few days and won’t get back until after I leave. It’s one thing to have a program end and everyone goes home at once, it’s another to have people leaving at all different times and dates. I think I’m next.
I’ve decided to boycott dish washing. It’s just not right. There are dishes in that sink from Sunday or Monday, Sally and I weren’t even around for two days so they’re not ours. I’ve already done some twice since I got back, none of which are mine. So from now on I have my own silverware, mug and plate and I’ll just keep using those until I leave. I probably sounds like the worst flatmate ever, but it’s different when your roommate says she’ll wash the dishes and two days later she still hasn’t. She said she would, so I’m going to let her. I’ve already cleaned everything of mine out of the house, and I’m almost done packing. I’m still not sure if I can fit it all in
Yesterday I went for a long walk out in the country, then into town to the market and to do some end of the term stuff at the office. Last night, Sarah made vegan dinner at Brandon and Ben’s house. There were quite a few people there, it’s the end of the year and I’m still meeting new people in the program. Anyway it was my first “official” vegan meal, and it wasn’t too bad. Noticed, for the first time, the Walton Well on our street that it’s named after. Makes sense.
Today went to New College to go up in the Bell Tower, which involves asking permission at the Porter’s, being sent to the Bursar’s to sign a waiver, saying that I am sober and not under the influence of drugs, and that I will not jump off or throw any thing off the top of the tower, then back to the Porter’s to get the key, then wondering around campus looking for the actual door to get in, one very dark, steep, winding, narrow staircase, and wa la- incredible views of all of Oxford. Check the Oxford folder for pictures. I also, by request from my Mom, took pictures along the walk I make every day into town or the college. Not exactly of historical quality, but at least you can get an idea of a day in my life.