Follow me on my journey to London as I study abroad this fall. In "A Long December" Counting Crows describes "the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls." I've had enough oysters and it's now my goal to get more pearls.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

[Day 32] Stressed for no reason

Yesterday was overall pretty boring, so that's why I didn't write anything. I had class, Building the American Nation, where we just talked about the Revolution and if it was the elite's war or a war for the people. I had seminar after that, I really like my seminar leader. He's American and he seems super intelligent. I feel like seminar leaders can make or break the class...I like three of my seminar leaders but I don't like one of them, and that's my least favorite class. After history I ate dinner (they had Indian food in the Curve!) and took the tube to South Kensington for my Villanova class.

I'm glad I'm taking that class because I'm learning a lot about current events in England and about English history. I'm not sure how I feel about the professor, he doesn't seem to like America much, but no one does I guess. He was trying to get us to debate the death penalty and abortion and stuff yesterday, but I just wasn't in the mood. We talked about the death penalty for a while and I agreed with a boy in the class,  few of the girls disagreed and they talked about it for like 15 minutes. I just wasn't into arguing yesterday though. I feel like my friends at QM debate things a lot. We're from all different places and pretty opinionated so sometimes when we're just hanging out we'll start talking about something and it turns into a big ordeal. I'm kind of tired of that. I mean it's good because we're having intelligent conversations, but sometimes in those situations people don't actually listen to each other, they just fight. That gets annoying.
After class I worked on my essay for history. I'm writing about the Jeffersonian Revolution of 1800. I love Thomas Jefferson, he's my favorite President. I think he had some pretty good ideas.

This morning I woke up late again. I don't know what my problem is but I need to set two alarms I guess. Luckily I wasn't late for class though. I wanted to wake up at 8:50 and got up at 9:20 so I still had plenty of time before class. I was a little worried though because I thought my Poetry essay was due today and I wanted to proofread it this morning. I went to Literature in Time at 10 and then the seminar right after. The class was so boring, the professor talked about King Arthur and if he was real or not...boring. I love that seminar too though. The seminar leader is pretty cool and she's funny. I have an essay due for that class next week.

At 12 I went to lunch at Hayfield with Sammie. She and I talked about Indian culture (she's Indian) and how she's going to India after London for her uncle's wedding. I got a chicken tikka roll again (so good) and then went to the library to print out my Poetry essay. I got Starbucks because I was tired and went to class. When I got to class my friend Matt and I realized that they essay isn't due until tomorrow, which is fantastic. The lecture was confusing, but I understood the poems for this week so I actually knew what I was talking about in the seminar. The seminar leader, who is like very artsy and so obviously into poetry (you can tell by looking at him), asked me if I was an engineer in the beginning of class. I was a little insulted/shocked and said no. So I was determined to talk a lot in class so he wouldn't think that. After class I asked him why he asked and he just said that most of the Americans that take Poetry are engineers. (Exhibit A, Matt's an engineer.) I'm assuming that's because they think it's a joke. It's definitely not a joke, it's hard. 

Anyway, that was an extremely long day, probably because I was stressed out about my Poetry essay. Or maybe because I haven't been in school long and I haven't had any actual assignments til this week. This was the first essay I've written in months. I'm glad it's over. I can just go back to reading about TJ.

Oh and I submitted an Opinion article to the school magazine. I'm not sure how they're going to take it. It has a very American point of view...I'll see if it gets published. If it does I'll add it to the blog. Make sure you look at the right hand column of this blog, underneath my link to my pictures I'm posting all of the articles that I've had published while I'm here. So far there's only one, but it's a start!


Today it rained for the first time in almost a week. It only rained a little though, and it was really awkward because it was really sunny out with only like two clouds. It doesn't rain as much as I thought it would here. I've been here more than a month and I've gotten along just fine without an umbrella. I've only worn my rain boots a few times. It's colder here than I thought it would be though.

Okay random pictures....

This is a picture of The Camden Market in Camden Town (where I got my nose pierced on Friday). This market had a lot of clothes and jewelery and stuff that you could bargain for. It was where I had my first solo bargaining experience. Sadly the guy wouldn't sell me the jacket for 15 pounds, but that's ok it wasn't that great anyway. 



This is a view of the beautiful courtyard at Salisbury Cathedral, where the Magna Carta is...

And that's all for today.

M

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