Preemptive apology for the length

Now that I am starting to get into a rhythm of classes and schoolwork, I am able to reflect a bit on the last whirlwind week. The weekend started out on Tuesday, when Matt and I went hashing with the London Hash House Harriers. As it gets dark so early here, the run part was quite scary, and I had a constant fear of tearing my ACL on the slippery pavement. The pubbing afterward was very enjoyable, and I got to visit with a lot of Matt and Mo’s friends. After the hash, a group of kids from my dorm went to the Ministry of Sound, which is a fun, nearby club, although, it is in a seedier part of town. We stayed in our group while walking home, and were not accosted at all (yes, I’m expecting congratulations)! Needless to say, between the multiple runs and dancing, i.e. mindlessly jumping in heels, my body was quite tired the next day.

Wednesday meant the start of classes, but as my absolute favorite class ever (no offence Daddy), it sped by, before I went to the Fulham-Newcastle game at Craven Cottage. Unfortunately, it meant I missed the debut of Luis Suarez, but on the bright side, I was getting fresh air during a Premier League day! Typically, I’m sitting in a room that’s as dark as possible, talking to old people, outscoring Johnny in Fantasy, or watching several games on my computer by myself. Not exactly normal human interaction. Before the game, some of us met at a pub and bantered with Newcastle fans (bear in mind, Liverpool just bought Andy Carroll, so I wasn’t a welcome presence), before taking our seats with the rest of the kids from the CIEE program.

Thursday was a bit more tragic, as it was the final parting of Claire and Eileen. I plan on creating a video montage of our brief time together, but that would require knowledge of computers or cameras. As proof that I am my father’s daughter, the only camera I own is disposable, and I sent that home with Flat Stanley. Knowing that my Dad was coming on Friday, I spent the remaining parts of my days at libraries, and trying to figure out the British Library System. Did you know it takes between 70 minutes and 48 hours to get a single piece of material? And you’re not allowed to get it yourself! But I guess when you have the Magna Carta, you hold all of the cards.

And finally Friday came! My dad came for a very short 40 hour trip, and we had a great time packing in as much Daddy/Daughter/Dragon/Matt hangout time as possible. We started with a night out in Camden to watch Six Nations Rugby, and began our own attempt to eat our way through Six Nations of Cuisine. Matt was nice enough to teach me and Dad the rules of rugby, and I think I’ve figured it out; hit one another at full speed, after making yourself as big as possible… And only throw the ball back. We spent the rest of our time together walking around the city, watching Premier League, cheering on Momo in her game, and obviously, eating, drinking,  and generally having a great time.

The weekend ended with a fantastic Liverpool win over Chelsea and Fernando Torres, but the unfortunate reality of classes, tests and papers has sunk back in, so I am taking up permanent residence at school again. Starting tomorrow that is, after I become an International Super Star when I debut in The Inbetweeners.