Class stories, and London late at night

So it's Friday evening, and I just finished another week of class. It was an interesting week, on Monday in Fiction we talked about The End of the Affair by Graham Greene. First we watched a movie about the making of the movie that features Ralph Fiennes and Julianne Moore. From the clips they showed, it looks like a pretty good movie, but I've heard from kids in my class that it is not that good. Well maybe I will see it one day. The reason I mention class is after the break, we talked about how it is a war novel (affair round one takes place during WWII), and what the characters have to do with this. One of the main characters is a politician, but he's the one who's wife cheats on him, he's a little weak, and we were talking about what Greene is trying to say about this. Sara, my teacher was saying that there was many mistakes made by politicians in this time, and anyone not Churchill was open to criticisms. I cannot remember all the mistakes she mentioned, but she mentioned, "sending too many men to Dunkirk, and the consequences of that." I looked up at that point, because I knew what she was talking about... I was just in Dover where the men evacuated from Dunkirk were brought, and those who went to get the men left from. It was just one of those cool moments, when I realize how much my traveling does for my education. I would never known about Dunkirk if I did not just go to Dover. I just love when I know these places that are mentioned, and after she mentioned, I thought that 'yeah 400,000 is a lot of men to send over'.

So then in Children's Lit, we talked about Peter Pan. Nothing bad was said about J.M Barrie, and she was nice to the book, which of course I loved. I've never read it, just seen every version of it, but it was nice to read. Got goosebumps when I read the part with the kite, and Peter saying, "To die would be an awfully big adventure." That is in Finding Neverland, and all I could think of was, when Wendy says, "Peter I'm frightened" and the camera does the whole turning thing, and then focusing in on Peter's amazed, awed and stunned face. Sammie my new friend from that class wasn't there, I was sad about that. I talked to her on facebook, and she said that she didn't read it, and was too tired. What an excuse.
But in the seminar, she was talking about Indians, and how at this time the West in America was not open, but it wasn't that long since it was the frontier and everything, and all a sudden she stares at me and says, "What year was the gold rush?" Ummmm, I've been so focused in on British history, that my first thought was, "what gold rush?" But I did manage to remember and say 1849. So then not 5 minutes goes by, when she stares at me again and says, "What's that movie with that guy?" Um. I shook my head and said, "I need a little bit more than that." She said, "The Indian. Movie. Daniel something." And of course that morning I had been watching M*A*S*H as I was eating and getting ready so I said, "Hawkeye? Last of the Mohican's?" I was right. So weird though. Do not like being stared at, and then put on the spot like that. No thank you.

Of course after Tuesday I had two days of calmness, well I should have. My computer problems started then, I lost the internet, went around the world trying to find an answer, and this morning around 4am, everything was fine. Of course this involved an hour conversation with my Dad... yeah that cost a little bit of money, but it needed to be done. Computer working fine now, thankfully.

But one more story before I end this post, Jessica Potter and Nils are here. We stayed with them when we went to Spain. Jessica is Kathleen's friend, and Nils is the kid from Germany, who I will be beating up if he mentions his opinion of woman hockey players ever again. But I like them a lot, and they are here for the weekend. They cam in last night at 10:55pm. Into Stansted. Stansted is about an hour outside of London, and far away. The underground shuts down around 12:30am, and the buses start their night schedule, but still it's not good to be out late. So I went into London with Kathleen to pick them up at Liverpool Street. It was going to be close time wise, and I went for moral support, and my knowledge of London. I rely more on the Underground, so buses are not my thing, but I went to help. So we went in early, well like 8ish, went to Covert Gardens (where Kathleen fell and everyone saw... haha), and to the Pic, Leicester Square. Well we started from Waterloo and walked to Trafalgar Square, and then went these places. We got ice cream at the cool place, and I got a Chocolate Cup (Italian ice cream, hot fudge, whip cream, and shavings of chocolate), it was to die for. Kathleen got spaghetti ice cream!! It was neat looking. So after that, we went in search of Covert Gardens, and just somehow ended up by the theatre where Equus is being shown. Now we are seeing that March 20, um in that group is Kathleen, Jenna, Danielle, and myself. In Equus is Danielle Radcliffe and Richard Griffiths, aka Harry Potter and Uncle Vernon. So we past the theatre, turn down a street, and end up by the back door. There is a crowd gathered, and really before we knew what was happening, Danielle Radcliffe walked out. Um. Okay. So that was cool. No pic of him on the camera phone, I got mobbed, but I did get Uncle Vernon to prove that I was there. It was cool.

So Hollyoaks is on in a few, so I will end this, we picked up Jessica and Nils, got back here at 2am, we took the train to Surbiton and walked home. Poor Nils was carrying the bags, but we offered more than twice each to help him, and he said no. We were running to Waterloo though, we caught the last train home.