Monday should have been slow with me only having two classes but I had my morning class at ten for Renaissance Literature and Culture...I had to RUSH there because the train was delayed at Charring Cross. So climbing up four flights of stairs I manage to make it to class just before the teacher starts and have a happy hour while we talk about Sex and Gender during the Renaissance in England. Fantastic.
After that I rush home to try and finish homework that has been needing to be done for a while. I get really tired and decide to lay down...only to realize that I am really sick. I am pretty much bedridden for the rest of the day which makes for no fun at all but for a lot of catching up on homework.
Oh! And an interview for an internship at Circle Theatre in Fort Worth for general administration...guess who might just be getting an internship there? MOI! Yes, fantastic, I know!
And yes I know that doesn't sound busy but me being sick kind of filled up my entire schedule.
Tuesday I am feeling a little better and Nekol and I head over to the library to try and print off papers for a presentation for me and to get books checked out for her. Her books take forever and it turns out that apparently you have to format your documents on your usb a certain before being able to print them off of the copier printer the library in our borough has.
Nekol and I then head to Little Titchfield to go to our school's library there. We head to the Basement and wait forever for a computer to become free and when one does I have to figure out Vista Microsoft Word and how to print things out. Then the printer wouldn't recognize any of the documents I sent to it, kept telling me it missed several jobs and I was like, "Yes, you have." So I find out that there is a computer room on the fifth floor so we head up there and find an empty computer and instantly I can print off anything I need. Nekol and I then head over to Sainsbury's for snacks, eat, and head up to class in Wells Street. I give a bamf presentation and am happy for the rest of class.
After class is over, Nekol and I head back home and go grocery shopping. By the time we're actually home, we don't have much time before we head out to see Hairspray. This is another trip sponsored by the Study Abroad and Foreign Exchange office to give us a taste of London, i.e. it's free. I have enough time to make a tiny frozen pizza before I head out to the musical.
Hairspray is absolutely fantastic! We laughed so hard especially during "Timeless to Me," because the two broke character and yet didn't break character...there were a lot of lines I felt were thrown in that aren't normally said that worked so well with them that the entire audience was laughing harder than they had through the rest of the show. Anyways, at the end the cast invites you to get on your feet and dance, which we all do. It's beautiful.
The musical ends a little after ten and Nekol and I have to run back home. I have a phone interview with Housing and Residential Life for TCU to possibly be an AHD or RA next semester so I have to get home to do it in the privacy of my own room. We get on the Northern Line heading south easily enough but when we go to make the jump at Charring Cross to get on the Bakerloo Line heading south...there are some issues.
First off, Charring Cross has long long hallways that takes you ages to walk down. Also, these are not wide hallways so people tend to fill them up quite nicely and only walk two abreast. Nekol and I had to weave our way around people artfully before running up the escalators to get to our line.
Secondly, I head down the stairs to get to the Bakerloo line and a train is there. As soon as I get to the train, the doors close. I, being frustrated, shout an obscenity and slam my hand against the train. The doors open. I am beyond ecstatic that I hop on. I hear Nekol behind me, "Dre! That's the northbound train! We need the southband!" I curse again, hop off the train before it closes its doors again, and run across the platform to the other train. Its doors close right infront of me, yet again, and I just turn away this time...deflated and ready to just give up. Nekol shouts at me again, "GET ON!" and I turn around to spy that the doors are open. We get on at opposite ends of the car, meet in the middle, and both sit down. I put my head in her lap and just laugh/cry. So much adrenaline in such a little time left me shaking.
We rush home and I head for the lift, it's on floor four going up, I say screw it and awkwardly push past Nekol to run up the stairs. HRL calls right as I'm about to go up the stairs, I apologize for the echoing nature about to happen, go up to my room, and close the door. I have to put all my energy into not speaking really fast and sounding very calm because they hop right into the interview once I'm in my room. It takes me about fifteen minutes before I can even think of sitting down, I am shaking so much. Overall though, I believe I had a really good interview.
However, children, don't try what I did that night because I was very lucky. Someone above was looking out for me : )
Today has been much slower, actually.
I bought tickets to go see Endgame with Nekol for the evening performance. Did homework. Stayed inside because the weather was gross. Then went to see Endgame with Nekol.
Endgame is...a Beckett play...that's really all I can say.
After the play was over, nearly two hours and our bums hurting from bad seats, we start walking towards Charring Cross. We pass a street and hear chanting and just accredit it to a pub. We then talk about how we'd love to see some pub behavior that is connected to American bars just to see if it is just Americans but our conversation is cut short as we near Trafalgar Square. There is a loud den, a chanting noise of sorts, that's filling the air. I look to Nekol and tell her that we should go check it out and we do.
Crossing the street and getting to Trafalgar Square, the west side towards the Canadian Embassy is filled with people. Nekol and I try and figure out what's going on. We see this massive crowd, waving flags, and the police walking around. We think it is one of three things: riot, protest, victorious game. No one is being violent so not a riot...and the protest doesn't really seem to match the current protest, Tropics to Trafalgar, so we thought it was a victorious game except we hadn't heard anything about matches. I took a few photos and wanted to ask a police what was happening but then a firework was set off into the sky. Nekol and I promptly turned around and went into the Subway. Survival of the fittest.
Turns out Algeria beat their big rivals in football Egypt to make it to the World Cup for the first time in 24 years. They're such big rivals that they had to play in a neutral area...Sudan. Go figure. Anyways, it was pretty epic...just to see how epic, here's a photo:
Tomorrow will be epic too because we leave for Paris and sign up for classes...will the fun never cease?
<3,
Dre
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