My adventure stories class was really fun today, since we were talking about Huck Finn (and the plot of Tom Sawyer). I again had fun listening to Brits trying to read out of the book; my professor was going to have me read a chunk but we ran out of time since we got sidetracked with other conversations. It was still really interesting to hear the British take on a novel I've read at least twice for school already, and also interesting to hear their take on the language used (I assured them that being American did not make it much easier to understand it the first time I read it).
I managed to get to the gym for a little bit today, as I felt a bit healthier. I'm worried that this cough isn't going to go away for a long time, though, since that happens to me sometimes.
I chatted a bit with a girl named Millie in Actuarial today, since she came in a minute or two late and asked to look at my notes to catch up. It was a good day to have someone to talk to, two guys got into a fight on the other side of the room (I don't know what one was doing, but the other finally yelled at him to "stop messing around," and our professor threw him out; the guy who got thrown out promised repeatedly that he would be waiting outside for the one who'd been antagonizing him). It was quite shocking.
We went to Brick Lane again, since we were all craving curry and nan, and Kevin and Vanessa's friends from home were intrigued to see the haggling and try the food. Caitlin ended up getting us a good deal at Chutneys, but I felt like a star- Haider vetoed this one place since he didn't like it's atmosphere, but I got us two rounds of drinks, starters, main, nan AND rice, for eight pounds a head. We ended up with nine pounds a head and only one round of drinks at Chutneys, which did feel a bit nicer, but the guy down the street tried to steal me into the restaurant as we walked away. I don't think he understood that kidnapping people is not a good way to get business.
We went to Vanessa's for a little while to have brownies (since I made some mint ones last night) and hot cocoa. Some of her flatmates were talking about how Dixie Chicken and a brownie ended up being their tea (having gotten out of bed at three, it was, of course, tea time) and a healthier tea there had never been.
Friday, February 6, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Curve of Deaths
I drank another litre of OJ in one sitting today. No good, man, no good, now I'm all out! I also had to get more medicine. This cold needs to just go away.
I was working on my Actuarial Maths homework, and I got to do a life table about rats, and write about how all of the beetles will be dead in four years. We also discussed "curve of deaths" in class this morning, which was really funny. I went to USC Kevin's Diff Eq tutorial today, since I skipped mine yesterday to get some sleep and be healthier (minor fail there), and we actually finished pretty quickly which was good.
From there I went straight to the Grand Tours screening of Huck Finn. Can we have a brief pause and discuss how even in 1993, Elijah Wood's eyes were STILL ridiculously intense? And I like that the movie made Jim out to be a lot smarter than the book gave him credit for.
Also, British people trying to read out loud Huck's narration and Jim's dialogue = fantastic. I laughed a lot, they just still sounded so very... British. After watching the movie, one of the kids in my class and I were walking in the same direction, so he was asking lots of questions about where Huck Finn starts (Missouri) and how that's a bit further north than Mississippi, and how he thought it took place in Mississippi because it was on the river, etcetc, and then had me explain where my home is ("the most northeast state, just below Canada and a bit above Boston" is my usual response). It was a nice chat, and I started laughing again when he was trying the southern accent again.
I fell asleep trying to do some more work; I guess that happens when you're sick, eh? And then our friend Damien made a bunch of us "spagbol," only it wasn't spaghetti, just some other pasta, which Haider was giving him crap about. It was really good, though, and then Caitlin and I ended up getting brownie stuff- Caitlin to make some Cadbury chocolate ones for tonight, me to make some mint ones to eat tomorrow. We all played a few card games- the Brits were laughing at Egyptian Rat Screw, and then we taught them BS (they were both horrible at it), and they "taught" us Pass the Ace (Old Maid) and a version of UNO you play with regular playing cards. I had also brought over my Would You Rather book, so we had some good laughs and conversations over that (there's still a unanimous pull for getting drunk dialed by Ghandi rather than MLK).
I was working on my Actuarial Maths homework, and I got to do a life table about rats, and write about how all of the beetles will be dead in four years. We also discussed "curve of deaths" in class this morning, which was really funny. I went to USC Kevin's Diff Eq tutorial today, since I skipped mine yesterday to get some sleep and be healthier (minor fail there), and we actually finished pretty quickly which was good.
From there I went straight to the Grand Tours screening of Huck Finn. Can we have a brief pause and discuss how even in 1993, Elijah Wood's eyes were STILL ridiculously intense? And I like that the movie made Jim out to be a lot smarter than the book gave him credit for.
Also, British people trying to read out loud Huck's narration and Jim's dialogue = fantastic. I laughed a lot, they just still sounded so very... British. After watching the movie, one of the kids in my class and I were walking in the same direction, so he was asking lots of questions about where Huck Finn starts (Missouri) and how that's a bit further north than Mississippi, and how he thought it took place in Mississippi because it was on the river, etcetc, and then had me explain where my home is ("the most northeast state, just below Canada and a bit above Boston" is my usual response). It was a nice chat, and I started laughing again when he was trying the southern accent again.
I fell asleep trying to do some more work; I guess that happens when you're sick, eh? And then our friend Damien made a bunch of us "spagbol," only it wasn't spaghetti, just some other pasta, which Haider was giving him crap about. It was really good, though, and then Caitlin and I ended up getting brownie stuff- Caitlin to make some Cadbury chocolate ones for tonight, me to make some mint ones to eat tomorrow. We all played a few card games- the Brits were laughing at Egyptian Rat Screw, and then we taught them BS (they were both horrible at it), and they "taught" us Pass the Ace (Old Maid) and a version of UNO you play with regular playing cards. I had also brought over my Would You Rather book, so we had some good laughs and conversations over that (there's still a unanimous pull for getting drunk dialed by Ghandi rather than MLK).
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Let me see your bungalow, let me see your bungalow.
Today was my last day with the Magic Me! project. It's really weird for a few different reasons... one is that I am sad I won't be seeing the other girls from QM that I worked with. They were all fantastic- Shidvash, Arrka, Amanda and Lauren, and of course Sarah and Catherine- and it will be weird not seeing them every Wednesday from now on. It's also very strange that I only got to talk to Elsie twice; she was great today, she kept falling asleep but was very chatty and actually answered the questions Sameera and I asked her, which was fantastic. I'm very sad to have only been able to see Sameera and the other children only twice, as well.
Our project today was pretty fun, Elsie doesn't like miming things so she didn't do much to act out our "picnic scene." But once we got going with making our flowers and putting five facts about each of us, and then five things the three of us have in common, she was superb. I was very impressed with Sameera, too- she was very good about repeating a question a few times, and acknowledging that sometimes Elsie didn't remember the answer, and either finding it out a different way (for example, when Elsie couldn't remember her age, Sameera asked what her birthday and year were) or just choosing a different question. These are some of the facts we came up with (I can't remember them all):
Elsie- Born in London, October 9, 1940, her favorite colour is black since it goes with everything, she likes sitting out in the sun in the garden, likes musicals
Sameera- Born in London, but her mother is from Somalia, birthday is May 27, 1999, her favorite colour is blue, she loves playing football
Me- Born in America, May 27, 1988 (I made Sameera work this out since she also likes maths; I told her I am exactly eleven years older than her), my favorite food is mashed potatoes, and I do ballet and tap
All three- like to sing, like necklaces, love chocolate, like watching TV (Elsie likes gameshows and Sameera loves the Disney channel- especially Suite Life on Board and HSM3), and like playing in the snow (it used to snow more often when Elsie was younger, and this last time was the most snow Sameera has ever seen; she really wants to go ice skating)
I guess that was a bit more for me than anyone else, sorry. When we were leaving, Elsie told us she hoped we'd visit again, and Sameera gave me a big hug and ordered me to come see her again.
The other thing that is really weird about the program being done is that it means I've already been here over a month- a bit over five weeks, actually. It's strange to think about as it doesn't really seem like it's been that long, but we're already coming up on our midterm reading week in a week and a half.
After Magic Me, I pulled a pizza out of the oven and threw it back in the freezer when Kevin suggested Spoons with his friend Katie who was visiting, and Vanessa also came along; it was delicious, and then we watched Love, Actually, and I started falling asleep which I suppose signals an early bedtime for me this evening.
Our project today was pretty fun, Elsie doesn't like miming things so she didn't do much to act out our "picnic scene." But once we got going with making our flowers and putting five facts about each of us, and then five things the three of us have in common, she was superb. I was very impressed with Sameera, too- she was very good about repeating a question a few times, and acknowledging that sometimes Elsie didn't remember the answer, and either finding it out a different way (for example, when Elsie couldn't remember her age, Sameera asked what her birthday and year were) or just choosing a different question. These are some of the facts we came up with (I can't remember them all):
Elsie- Born in London, October 9, 1940, her favorite colour is black since it goes with everything, she likes sitting out in the sun in the garden, likes musicals
Sameera- Born in London, but her mother is from Somalia, birthday is May 27, 1999, her favorite colour is blue, she loves playing football
Me- Born in America, May 27, 1988 (I made Sameera work this out since she also likes maths; I told her I am exactly eleven years older than her), my favorite food is mashed potatoes, and I do ballet and tap
All three- like to sing, like necklaces, love chocolate, like watching TV (Elsie likes gameshows and Sameera loves the Disney channel- especially Suite Life on Board and HSM3), and like playing in the snow (it used to snow more often when Elsie was younger, and this last time was the most snow Sameera has ever seen; she really wants to go ice skating)
I guess that was a bit more for me than anyone else, sorry. When we were leaving, Elsie told us she hoped we'd visit again, and Sameera gave me a big hug and ordered me to come see her again.
The other thing that is really weird about the program being done is that it means I've already been here over a month- a bit over five weeks, actually. It's strange to think about as it doesn't really seem like it's been that long, but we're already coming up on our midterm reading week in a week and a half.
After Magic Me, I pulled a pizza out of the oven and threw it back in the freezer when Kevin suggested Spoons with his friend Katie who was visiting, and Vanessa also came along; it was delicious, and then we watched Love, Actually, and I started falling asleep which I suppose signals an early bedtime for me this evening.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
It was the storm of the century....
The housecleaner woke me up today, and I just asked her if she could possibly clean the room while I stayed in bed, because I felt so crappy. It was no problem for her, so long as she could have a light... so I might do that from now on.
We had another snow day, not because it snowed but because the city is still incapacitated due to yesterday's snow. I'm not complaining at all, two days where I get to rest and not miss class? Okay.
I went to the apothecary today, and gave the woman my symptoms and she handed me a medicine- which reminds me, I get to take more right now! Huzzah! This stuff is more tolerable than the lemsip, since it's nasty in the form of a shot rather than a mug of hot lemon grossness.
I finally got to the library today to get some books for my Architecture paper; when I was checking one out, the girl at the desk asked if I was from Boston (due to my BC hat and hoodie I opted in to today). It turns out she got accepted to Northeastern's law school and is trying to decide if she wants to go, so we chatted for a minute about Boston and some pros and cons of going. It was cool.
Aside from that, I put in Ever After and fell asleep, and then did some more stuff about Er's bachelorette party. We still haven't come to any solid decisions, but it's getting there, which is good!
I'm now debating between getting some more work done or going to bed, but bed is slowly but surely winning this round...
We had another snow day, not because it snowed but because the city is still incapacitated due to yesterday's snow. I'm not complaining at all, two days where I get to rest and not miss class? Okay.
I went to the apothecary today, and gave the woman my symptoms and she handed me a medicine- which reminds me, I get to take more right now! Huzzah! This stuff is more tolerable than the lemsip, since it's nasty in the form of a shot rather than a mug of hot lemon grossness.
I finally got to the library today to get some books for my Architecture paper; when I was checking one out, the girl at the desk asked if I was from Boston (due to my BC hat and hoodie I opted in to today). It turns out she got accepted to Northeastern's law school and is trying to decide if she wants to go, so we chatted for a minute about Boston and some pros and cons of going. It was cool.
Aside from that, I put in Ever After and fell asleep, and then did some more stuff about Er's bachelorette party. We still haven't come to any solid decisions, but it's getting there, which is good!
I'm now debating between getting some more work done or going to bed, but bed is slowly but surely winning this round...
Monday, February 2, 2009
Snow day!
Apparently three to six inches of snow is enough to close the uni, and warrants headlines such as, "BLIZZARD HITS LONDON!" I am not complaining about the canceled classes- I liked my extra sleep- but honestly, just because it's more snow than you're used to does not make it a blizzard.
I went to go to my nine am, but there was a sign on the door of the building saying that "THE 9AM LECTURE IS CANCELED." THE 9AM? As in yours? Or mine? Or all of them? I was confused, so I asked someone nearby, and he said they were all canceled. I turned around, pumped my fists and said "back to bed!" Then I realized I should turn in my problem set for Diff Eq, so trekked across campus to do that. I ran into USC Kevin, who had just done the same, and convinced him to walk back (he was like ten feet away from the building) with me to drop off my set, so then we could go all the way back across campus again. On our way across the quad, we passed a professor who told us a tale of free coffee in the Curve, so we went to invetigate. Alas, after telling us there was going to be free coffee, and waiting twenty minutes, we discovered we had been deceived, and that the free coffee was indeed just a tale. Also, the snowmen from last night were long gone.
I went back to bed for a couple hours, my friends kept texting to see if I was going to go sledding with them. I really wanted to, but I stuck to my guns and got some much-needed rest, but invited them over for hot cocoa after. Some hot cocoa and brownies later, it was decided we'd go to Westminster and take snowy photos... so much fun! There were snowmen everywhere, some set up for convenient photographs with Parliament in the background, and people were having snowball fights all over. Actually, campus was even crazier- it looked like gang wars, I was watching out my window as EVERYONE wandered around with snowballs in hand, just in case, and then people would sporadically break out into mad chases. Vanessa and Caitlin had to dodge out of the way of two dozen people chasing a solitary other, pelting the unfortunate soul with snowballs all the way. Open windows were also a favoured target.
At any rate, there were huge delays heading back to campus; one train was supposed to terminate at Tower Hill, but then it decided to take us to Aldgate East, but then the buses weren't running and the Tube wasn't going to get us any further since the snow broke it hardcore; so we ended up walking a good long while in the cold (another three stops on the Tube, really) and on the packed down snow. My throat was not happy with me by the time we got back to campus, and I was sad that the Maths building was locked so I couldn't turn my Actuarial problem set in (which I had finished in the Tube on the way to Westminster).
Now I've chugged an entire litre of OJ and still feel pretty crappy, so I'm thinking I'm going to go to bed, and hope that the rumors of uni being closed tomorrow as well prove to be true!
I went to go to my nine am, but there was a sign on the door of the building saying that "THE 9AM LECTURE IS CANCELED." THE 9AM? As in yours? Or mine? Or all of them? I was confused, so I asked someone nearby, and he said they were all canceled. I turned around, pumped my fists and said "back to bed!" Then I realized I should turn in my problem set for Diff Eq, so trekked across campus to do that. I ran into USC Kevin, who had just done the same, and convinced him to walk back (he was like ten feet away from the building) with me to drop off my set, so then we could go all the way back across campus again. On our way across the quad, we passed a professor who told us a tale of free coffee in the Curve, so we went to invetigate. Alas, after telling us there was going to be free coffee, and waiting twenty minutes, we discovered we had been deceived, and that the free coffee was indeed just a tale. Also, the snowmen from last night were long gone.
I went back to bed for a couple hours, my friends kept texting to see if I was going to go sledding with them. I really wanted to, but I stuck to my guns and got some much-needed rest, but invited them over for hot cocoa after. Some hot cocoa and brownies later, it was decided we'd go to Westminster and take snowy photos... so much fun! There were snowmen everywhere, some set up for convenient photographs with Parliament in the background, and people were having snowball fights all over. Actually, campus was even crazier- it looked like gang wars, I was watching out my window as EVERYONE wandered around with snowballs in hand, just in case, and then people would sporadically break out into mad chases. Vanessa and Caitlin had to dodge out of the way of two dozen people chasing a solitary other, pelting the unfortunate soul with snowballs all the way. Open windows were also a favoured target.
At any rate, there were huge delays heading back to campus; one train was supposed to terminate at Tower Hill, but then it decided to take us to Aldgate East, but then the buses weren't running and the Tube wasn't going to get us any further since the snow broke it hardcore; so we ended up walking a good long while in the cold (another three stops on the Tube, really) and on the packed down snow. My throat was not happy with me by the time we got back to campus, and I was sad that the Maths building was locked so I couldn't turn my Actuarial problem set in (which I had finished in the Tube on the way to Westminster).
Now I've chugged an entire litre of OJ and still feel pretty crappy, so I'm thinking I'm going to go to bed, and hope that the rumors of uni being closed tomorrow as well prove to be true!
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Playing in the snow
On Saturday I woke up wicked early- my alarm was set for six something- showered, packed and met up with the other BC girls at QM to go to Waterloo station. I met up with Liz and Paul, and re-met Anne. Everyone got their own seats on the bus, which was sweet; much sleeping ensued.
We stopped at Lewes and did a walking tour. Our tour guide knew a lot about Thomas Paine, which was very interesting, but it was cold and windy and we were all exhausted. We went to the "Anne of Cleaves" house. What a misnomer, she never even went there, it was a wedding gift that she didn't use. But it was very cute, the garden would be gorgeous in the spring. I guess lots of people get married there. Highlight? The dress-up room. Pictures on facebook. I really liked the bit when we were passing a bowling green, and there were a bunch of old men out bowling, and our tour guide goes, "Oh, those are friends of mine, let's go have a jeer at them!" And she called them over and talked for a moment. It was very cute.
At lunch, my fish still had scales, a tail, and a face. Eyes and jaw included. It was kinda gross, so I cut off the head and tail and put it on Paul's plate, since he'd already finished eating.
We also stopped at the Royal Pavilion, the party palace of George the fourth (I think), who was very fat and loved eating. The outside is India-inspired, the inside China-inspired. I really want the gorgeous dragon chandelier. I'm probably going to google pictures since we couldn't photograph the interior.
There was a mess up with our hostel in Brighton, so eight of us girls that were supposed to be in one room got split into fours. The first four got sent up four stories, and then the rest of us had to wait a little while... then they found us a room to go to, which had two other boarders we didn't know. Neither one was around, but there was a stuffed penguin on one bed, and the other was of course the bottom bunk by the window.
We had a really good dinner, and after, Anne, Paul, Liz and I went to the pier, and Liz and I got ice cream cones. It was an interesting flavour- sort've more the cream that the Brits like to put on everything than vanilla.
Pretty much everyone met up after that to go to a club- since that's the thing to do in Brighton- and we wandered along the waterfront. The place that was recommended to us was closed, so we were having a huge (loud) discussion on the beach when two police officers came by and told us to move it along. Some people decided it was a good idea to ask for the cops' opinions on clubs around, but the woman kindly told us, "It's Brighton. You have the beach, (gestures), and bars (gestures)." It was really funny. We finally got into this place called TRU for free, danced until the music style changed and everyone cleared into a different room, and then Liz and I called it an early night since we were exhausted and I've had a cold.
The room was really hot and I kept waking up every time someone came in. There was already a girl asleep in the bed by the window, and evetually the other two BC girls came in; really, really late, the door opened again... and it was this giant, bearded man in black leather, combat boots, and tattoos. He crawled into the bed with the stuffed penguin.
We got woken up the next morning to his ringtone- "Where are all your friends? ALL MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD!" He sort've was chipping in to the conversation the four of us were having, but not really being audible at all; he finally stumbled down to breakfast, limping a bit and still drunk, now wearing flame pajamas. It was so weird. AND HE SLEPT WITH A PENGUIN.
We had a walking tour of Brighton this morning, which was even colder than the one yesterday, but also pretty interesting. Though when our guide was talking about the Mods versus the Rockers and describing their clothing, I couldn't help but add on in a whisper to Liz after the "wear black leather and ride motorcycles" that the Rockers also "really like penguins."
After lunch, Liz, Paul, Anne and I decided to just go get hot cocoa and stay warm until it was time to catch the bus.
I met up with USC Kevin to finish our Diff Eq homework, and left straight from there to see Slumdog Millionaire with Vanessa, Caitlin and Haider. It should NOT be called the "feel-good movie of the year," but it was definitely really good.
After that we stopped at Haider's and had hot cocoa, since it was snowing rather a lot (it's accumulated a couple inches, I'm impressed!) and on the way back to our rooms, some of Haider's friends bombarded him. Us girls decided to go get slightly more appropriately dressed and joined in the MASSIVE snowball fight that was happening (they don't really get snow in London, so it was really exciting for everyone). I decided running around in the cold wasn't the best idea, so I started a snowman. The girls stopped their snowball fights and started trying to help, and I eventually got them going with a good method. The British guys were trying to outdo us by simply mounding up snow, but I showed them the error of their ways, and got them rolling huge snowballs as well. Other British people kept coming over to have their pictures taken with us and our massive amounts of snow, it was really funny. The boys ended up with a MASSIVE snowman (I taught them well), and I think our snowwoman was still a bit taller than me. I really hope they're still there tomorrow for everyone to admire!! We got a couple pictures of those as well, unfortunately not on my camera.
Pretty much I stayed out in the cold snow WAY too late for someone with an awful cold, but it was so fun.
We stopped at Lewes and did a walking tour. Our tour guide knew a lot about Thomas Paine, which was very interesting, but it was cold and windy and we were all exhausted. We went to the "Anne of Cleaves" house. What a misnomer, she never even went there, it was a wedding gift that she didn't use. But it was very cute, the garden would be gorgeous in the spring. I guess lots of people get married there. Highlight? The dress-up room. Pictures on facebook. I really liked the bit when we were passing a bowling green, and there were a bunch of old men out bowling, and our tour guide goes, "Oh, those are friends of mine, let's go have a jeer at them!" And she called them over and talked for a moment. It was very cute.
At lunch, my fish still had scales, a tail, and a face. Eyes and jaw included. It was kinda gross, so I cut off the head and tail and put it on Paul's plate, since he'd already finished eating.
We also stopped at the Royal Pavilion, the party palace of George the fourth (I think), who was very fat and loved eating. The outside is India-inspired, the inside China-inspired. I really want the gorgeous dragon chandelier. I'm probably going to google pictures since we couldn't photograph the interior.
There was a mess up with our hostel in Brighton, so eight of us girls that were supposed to be in one room got split into fours. The first four got sent up four stories, and then the rest of us had to wait a little while... then they found us a room to go to, which had two other boarders we didn't know. Neither one was around, but there was a stuffed penguin on one bed, and the other was of course the bottom bunk by the window.
We had a really good dinner, and after, Anne, Paul, Liz and I went to the pier, and Liz and I got ice cream cones. It was an interesting flavour- sort've more the cream that the Brits like to put on everything than vanilla.
Pretty much everyone met up after that to go to a club- since that's the thing to do in Brighton- and we wandered along the waterfront. The place that was recommended to us was closed, so we were having a huge (loud) discussion on the beach when two police officers came by and told us to move it along. Some people decided it was a good idea to ask for the cops' opinions on clubs around, but the woman kindly told us, "It's Brighton. You have the beach, (gestures), and bars (gestures)." It was really funny. We finally got into this place called TRU for free, danced until the music style changed and everyone cleared into a different room, and then Liz and I called it an early night since we were exhausted and I've had a cold.
The room was really hot and I kept waking up every time someone came in. There was already a girl asleep in the bed by the window, and evetually the other two BC girls came in; really, really late, the door opened again... and it was this giant, bearded man in black leather, combat boots, and tattoos. He crawled into the bed with the stuffed penguin.
We got woken up the next morning to his ringtone- "Where are all your friends? ALL MY FRIENDS ARE DEAD!" He sort've was chipping in to the conversation the four of us were having, but not really being audible at all; he finally stumbled down to breakfast, limping a bit and still drunk, now wearing flame pajamas. It was so weird. AND HE SLEPT WITH A PENGUIN.
We had a walking tour of Brighton this morning, which was even colder than the one yesterday, but also pretty interesting. Though when our guide was talking about the Mods versus the Rockers and describing their clothing, I couldn't help but add on in a whisper to Liz after the "wear black leather and ride motorcycles" that the Rockers also "really like penguins."
After lunch, Liz, Paul, Anne and I decided to just go get hot cocoa and stay warm until it was time to catch the bus.
I met up with USC Kevin to finish our Diff Eq homework, and left straight from there to see Slumdog Millionaire with Vanessa, Caitlin and Haider. It should NOT be called the "feel-good movie of the year," but it was definitely really good.
After that we stopped at Haider's and had hot cocoa, since it was snowing rather a lot (it's accumulated a couple inches, I'm impressed!) and on the way back to our rooms, some of Haider's friends bombarded him. Us girls decided to go get slightly more appropriately dressed and joined in the MASSIVE snowball fight that was happening (they don't really get snow in London, so it was really exciting for everyone). I decided running around in the cold wasn't the best idea, so I started a snowman. The girls stopped their snowball fights and started trying to help, and I eventually got them going with a good method. The British guys were trying to outdo us by simply mounding up snow, but I showed them the error of their ways, and got them rolling huge snowballs as well. Other British people kept coming over to have their pictures taken with us and our massive amounts of snow, it was really funny. The boys ended up with a MASSIVE snowman (I taught them well), and I think our snowwoman was still a bit taller than me. I really hope they're still there tomorrow for everyone to admire!! We got a couple pictures of those as well, unfortunately not on my camera.
Pretty much I stayed out in the cold snow WAY too late for someone with an awful cold, but it was so fun.
Last Friday
My presentation in Grand Tours went pretty well today; I was able to successfully answer a question that involved text from outside of the reading the girl I was working with and I were supposed to have done, and the professor nodded in a pleased manner. Too bad it's not graded!
I was going to do work or go to the gym after, but I'm sick, so instead I came to my room, napped, dragged myself to Diff Eq, and then went and printed some stuff at the library before Actuarial Maths. At the start of that one, we watched a clip of Matt Damon making a fool of himself talking about how the potential for Palin to become president would be one in three if McCain wins (filmed before the election, obviously) because of the "actuary tables." More interesting than his lack of knowledge was definitely seeing how the Brits reacted to the clip.
We had an "Americana" party tonight, with burgers and dogs and music by only American artists; I also enjoyed when Vanessa, Caitlin and I were playing with a balloon for a full fifteen minutes, keeping it off the ground.
When I made a face at one of my friends, he told me I looked like Voldemort.
Kevin and I disappeared for a while upon an argument about upstate New York, and then got sidetracked GoogleEarthing our houses; Vanessa came to find us and got sucked into the Vortex, and then Haider and Hilary joined. It was pretty fun, we were seeing how far houses were chimney to chimney.
Now it's time for early bed, since I have to be up at six tomorrow to go to Brighton for the day and night with BC people.
I was going to do work or go to the gym after, but I'm sick, so instead I came to my room, napped, dragged myself to Diff Eq, and then went and printed some stuff at the library before Actuarial Maths. At the start of that one, we watched a clip of Matt Damon making a fool of himself talking about how the potential for Palin to become president would be one in three if McCain wins (filmed before the election, obviously) because of the "actuary tables." More interesting than his lack of knowledge was definitely seeing how the Brits reacted to the clip.
We had an "Americana" party tonight, with burgers and dogs and music by only American artists; I also enjoyed when Vanessa, Caitlin and I were playing with a balloon for a full fifteen minutes, keeping it off the ground.
When I made a face at one of my friends, he told me I looked like Voldemort.
Kevin and I disappeared for a while upon an argument about upstate New York, and then got sidetracked GoogleEarthing our houses; Vanessa came to find us and got sucked into the Vortex, and then Haider and Hilary joined. It was pretty fun, we were seeing how far houses were chimney to chimney.
Now it's time for early bed, since I have to be up at six tomorrow to go to Brighton for the day and night with BC people.
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