First Week of Classes (Continued)

Well today was kind of weird. I woke up extremely tired. Like when you wake up in the middle of a deep sleep and your alarm clock really should have just waited a few more minutes. I had class at 10 but it felt so much earlier. Anyway, I had Issues and Challenges in the creative practice. Seems pretty easy, I volunteered to give a presentation first so I could get it out of the way because everyone has to do one. So besides the fact that I don't know what kind of format they use for presentations here, I'm not too concerned. We had our seminar before the lecture, which was kind of weird. There were about 80 kids in the lecture—much larger than I'm used to—and I unfortunately fell asleep for the first 45 minutes. Oops! But I certainly woke up for the second hour. I don't know if it was because of the coffee or the topic but we watched an hour live broadcast from 9/11. When 9/11 happened, I was only 11. I remember a lot of details about that day but I guess I had never really felt a true impact from it until I was able to watch it at 20 years old. It really was absolutely horrific and I was tearing up in class. I then also learned how much it impacted other nations besides the U.S. and I guess I just never realized the weight of it all. It was amazing to see the support from some countries and disgusting to see the middle eastern countries that celebrated! So I've kind of felt a little off today since seeing it. It really intensified the feelings of gratitude I have for my life. We take a lot for granted on a regular basis, I've thought this since I left home but today I couldn't stop thinking about it.

After class, I went into Harrow to FINALLY get a longer ethernet cord so I'm not chained to 3 feet of my room, or should I say 1 meter? No, I don't have wifi in my room, bizarre, I know and I mailed a few postcards. I also finally decorated my walls a little bit so it no longer looks like a fancy prison cell. Oh and I also made Mac & Cheese—might I add, it was Kraft and from home, so that was nice. Now I'm just messing around painting my nails and anticipating what in the lords name we will do for 5 hours in class tomorrow!? Luckily it's the first day so we shouldn't be there the whole time—hopefully—and I have class with a few friends. This means that it is official; I have at least one friend in every class AND I have no finals! This is extremely exciting because the latest deadline I have is May 9th and I will more than likely be done before that! But Bob and Izzy had to go and switch up the game plan, so I don't know how much good it will do me to be done early. We were SUPPOSED to go to Spain when I finished class, but now we may do something else. I hate being an only child.

ANYWAY, after class tomorrow, we are going to meet our friend Alicia in the city for dinner and a drink because some of us can't go out because we have to be at the crack of dawn Saturday morning. I'm not complaining because I am excited, but I'm not a morning person. A while back, a few of us from Roger Williams signed up for this social program—or as the Brits spell it 'programme' seems like an excess of letters if you ask me—and this weekend, we are going to York! Though to be completely honest, I couldn't tell you what all the hype is about York; hopefully after this weekend I'll be able to! So we have to be in front of Madame Tussaud's at 7:30am but because we live in the middle of nowhere, we would have to leave a little before 7. But of course, this weekend, our tube stop is closed so we have to walk about 15 minutes into town to catch a different one so we'll probably have to leave somewhere between 6 and 6:30. Which means I can't even process what time I have to wake up. We are then spending the night in this cute little victorian house looking hostel and we won't be back until late Sunday night. Good thing I have Monday off. So I have a busy next few days coming up but I should have lots to talk about and hopefully some good pics. Wish me luck in my 5 hour class! (Song of the day: Yael Niam, New Soul)