The following diagrams show the three most common conversations I have had since moving to London. I love Britons but so help me god every time an exchange goes like this I feel on the verge of going berserk!
(Mom, dad, call P. in to translate these for you)
Disclaimer: all of the following conversations actually happen on a regular basis.
I. am. not. a. student. GAAAH
This is actually pretty funny because I have started cautioning people, “I will tell you what I study, but beware, most people just don’t get it and end up not knowing what to say”; per tradition, they reply “I am not like them! Do tell me! I’ll understand!”. A few seconds later: “…oh”. Yeah. I guessed so.
PS: thank you everybody who took the time to read my last post and send a word of comfort. I really appreciate all of your kind words! I was just so tired… it’s easy to be discouraged when you’re pooped + overwhelmed.