Soooo many hilarious puns/articles in the British papers.
LOVES,
B
My internship went really well this week – it scared the shit out of me everyday, like, I wanted to puke every.single.day. But isn’t that exactly what I came here for?? I tried to sneak some snapshots of what my office surroundings look like…but, I didn’t capture too many good ones – I will try again next week.
Anywho, here is what I have been up to this last week:
Veggin out in my room listening to tunes:
Eating nutella toast for breakie:
Wearing smart/casual outfits and sock buns: Growing out my mustache: Eating lunch with this lady: and stopping to smell the roses, obv.
I LOVE YOU,
B
I am now going to post pictures and show the journey to and from my internship:
Walking to the Marble Arch underground Taking the escalator down into the (ch)tunnel
Going on the Central line east to Chancery Lane
Looking right and then left The building my internship is in Waiting in the lovely reception area Taking a trip to the loo By mid-afternoon I was up to my eyeballs in new tasks to try and master – which I really quite enjoyed. Admittedly, I am still really nervous about royally messing something up.
Here is my view from the train there and back After I got home, I met my flat mates at the Duke (which is becoming a staple hangout) and then we eventually went to Windsor Castle – which has a handlebar club that I SO wish Connor was here to attend on one Friday while I am here Then I came home and found Mads in an equally hilarious position as when I found her with her sammich
THIS DAY WAS KICKASS.
Ta,
B