Down to the Wire

There are just over 10 days until I come home. 11 in fact. Considering how fast my first couple weeks here went that is practically no time at all. I haven't yet completed everything that I want to do in London and in Europe. I keep making silent promises to myself to return, but I don't know if that will happen. I hope it will though.

I haven't started packing yet. I'm definitely putting it off until the last minute. I want to make sure I have enough space to shove everything in and not leave stuff behind, but at this moment in time I have other concerns. Like making sure I finish what I came here to do.

Right now, I have As in all of my classes. Or at least the ones that I know the grades for. I am impressed with my ability to do so well in classes in a foreign country, though I must admit they weren't terribly difficult. Not in comparison to O Chem and my other sciences. Maybe I should have been an art major. Haha. No really though, college classes are so subjective and everyone thinks their major is the hardest, but when it comes down to it, writing a 15 paper is easier than taking a 3 hour Chemistry final. Really, try it sometime.

Leaving London is going to be a big swirl of emotions. Two weeks ago I really wanted to leave. Now that I only have a week left, I know it won't be enough time. I do want to go home, and I do want to stay. I'm not sure how I will feel when I get home. It will definitely be interesting though.

So, Saturday night we went to see Brittany's Host Brother's Band, The Sweet Resonance, play at a pub near where she lived. It was a nice night out of the flat, as we have been trying to find ways to stay out of the flat recently. Its just better when we aren't around for us and for my flatmates. They hate it when we are there, we hate being there, so it works out. Anyway, the band wasn't bad. They definitely aren't the worst band that I have ever heard, but they aren't top of my list either. It was nice to meet some of the people that she lives with on a daily basis, and they all seemed really nice. It was a cool experience. We also got our oysters scanned with a cool scann-y thinger on the special train that we took there. It was interesting. It makes me think of how different our lives actually are on a daily basis. I guess I had never thought about it before.

Anyway, Sunday was Easter and nothing much really happened. Alan and I were too lazy to actually navigate the half shut down Tube system to find a church to go to. Instead, we made phone calls to people whom we haven't spoken to in forever. Alan called his mom, I called Kiersten and Sam, Alan tried to call his dad, and I tried to call my family, but the last two had no luck. At least I tried though.

Yesterday was interesting. We had class in the morning as usual. Our last normal class of Shakespeare for the semester. Next week is the final and then we are down. Wow. Yeah. Anyway, after that, since we can't go back to the flat, we wanted to find something to do. So we decided that because it was a nice day we would try to go ride The Eye, which is something that we have yet to do despite having lived in London for 3 months. Anyway, we got down there and the line was just insanely long. It would have taken much longer than the two hours that we had planned to get tickets and therefore, we left to do other things. It was a beautiful day out after all. So, we took pictures of Westminster Abbey, Parliament, The Eye, The Thames, Sunset, and multiples of those combined.

Mostly this is because there is a photo competition on Friday that I want to enter, but I can't because I realized that even though I have been living in London, I don't have that many pictures of it. Though I guess I don't have many of Hummelstown either. I guess we just aren't impressed by the places we live no matter where they may be. Its weird. I have a lot from Scotland that I could enter. Unfortunately, only ones from London are allowed.

So yeah, anyways. I have lots of work to do before I leave, so I should be doing that now...