It seems silly now, looking back at what I thought studying in London would be like. I somehow imagined a Clueless/Gossip Girl crossover with a hint of stress-induced breakdowns. So far I've come to realize that fashion is very central, if not crucial, to my life here and your diet is practically dictated by the automatic coffee machine in the cafeteria. Most of all I've got first-hand experience of dealing with no real schedule.
In the past, I've had to deal with a very free plan, during my thesis I practically spent all my days in my PJs writing. It's a little different here in London. Whenever I spend a day at home I feel like I'm losing time. One of the biggest perks about studying in a city like London is after all the endless exhibits, events and extracurricular activities on offer. Every opportunity in the world to be inspired and broaden your perspective. Make the most of it!
Thinking about it I reckon it comes down to learning to enjoy those things on your own. Of course, it's always amazing heading out to meet a friend at one of the many coffee shops, libraries or the smorgasbord of museums available free of charge - But realistically London is a very lonely city. You better learn to love your own company.