Whoopsie Poopsie

I forgot to blog Tuesday night and I apologize for that. My bad.

Monday:
First day of classes, I had Cultures and Magic. The professor cut an hour off class time which made me happy. We watched half an episode of Human Planet about people surviving in the desert and had little discussion groups about it. I'm a little worried about actually making friends in these classes because unlike America where we meet 2-3 times a week and see the same students day after day the classes are once a week and you only see them 12 times. 11 actually for this class I get the 21st off. Like I said, it's gonna be difficult to befriend my Londoner classmates. Also, we didn't even have a classroom until the morning of class so people were still coming in with 30 minutes left.
This was also the day that I realized I only have 14 weeks to enjoy Europe and that I should really get on with booking/planning trips because I might not return for a while. (Though if I have it my way I'll come back for a few years and work here so I can take a trip to a country every month.) I'm excited to return home because it means my own bed and my wonderful car. It also means it's almost time for Kanazawa and after being in London for so long I think I'll find all the Vermonty tourist spots even better than I did before.

Tuesday:
I woke up, as you do on a weekday morning and went to Youtube and found the Boob's new song Hollywood where he dresses up as the Bieb which means I had a good morning. I was expecting to go to a huge lecture filled with 234 kids but when the class split for our seminar groups there were barely 100. I met some nice girls in this class and was complimented on my accent, I won't lie, I found this amusing. I learned that every building in London is a maze and you always end up going in a circle, even if you think you're lost you're probably around a corner from the main entrance.
For dinner my host mother made me some sort of bacon wrapped chicken and I was very confused but she also made mashed potatoes from scratch and the smell was so familiar it was heavenly. I thought it was mac'n'cheese at first since those are the two things I'm so used to eating with most meals at home. And I've been craving a brownie from a box with a little vanilla ice cream....B&J costs about $8 here which is beyond not worth it until weeks 6/7 when papers are due and I miss home too much to hold back.

Tuesday Night:
Kelly, Amanda and I went back to Leicester Square/Piccadilly Circus/Chinatown/Holborn/Soho/Buckingham(area) and wandered around for a couple hours and took photos. I was hunting for clear nail polish and I did find a cheaper one but it was still on the expensive side but whatever. I got back at about 9:20ish and uploaded the photos then promptly returned to watching every back episode/new episode of Criminal Minds/House. It's an addiction really.
I fell asleep to the melodious tones of Charlie McDonnell and his CD This Is Me. I recommend listening to it here: http://charliemcdonnell.com/music/ .