Who thought that they would see the day that I cooked.

Let alone cook a freaking Thanksgiving for someone I like( Read more... )

Wow. If my cooking skill fail, I fail. It has to go perfect.

It has to.

Oh please go right.

In other news, I've completed one of the essays due Monday. Fuck yeah. :D This is going great.

No. It can't be. I can't possibly make "That" face every time the topic comes up.

My eyes can't do "that" and they don't.

I don't smile about "that" because it really doesn't affect me.

But I do and it does.

But it shouldn't. God, I feel so easy it's sickening.

I did it just now, and had to slap myself, but it still can't wipe the smile from me face.

I can't believe I get giggly over this.

I can't believe- don't want to believe it, because I know I don't have a chance.

But I still hope.

Ugh.

That's actually a lie. I can only think of one other time I found it hard to work.

But this is pretty up there. And it all has to do with the support of my parents.

Why the fuck I want them to care I still don't know.

And to be so condescending. Thanks. I'm glad you know me that well to talk for me. Why the hell I was ever given a voice is beyond me, since you know me so freaking well.

And Yes. I do care what people think. Because I came over here to make fucking friends.

But you knew that so why the fuck would I need to say it?

Today I watched the memorial live from BBC. /: It makes me proud and sad, at the same time. I got all teary- especially when the Queen laid her wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown Warrior. T___T I wish I had gone into London to see it. But alas~ I am sick with a fever now.

Which has also been frustrating and hurtful. I'm so exhausted I can't do anything.

And I was really contemplating coming home. I'm getting pretty sick of being "the American".

No worries though. I don't intend to give up on this just yet.

But I do get so tired of fighting all the time.

Which I knew I was going to get- but really? I'm pretty sure I'm not the ONLY American here. Can't anyone come up with anything new?

So...

I think I just made a complete fool of myself in front of the whole school standing up for what I knew was right.

We were in a dodge ball competition (with my flat mates, and we were team Elephant!) and they'd been changing the rules from the ball bouncing and hitting you to be out, and then it to bouncing the ground and hitting you and you not being out. That was the first frustrating part of the game, that the rules were being changed in the middle of play. And then, the referee doesn't even play the rules followed. So none of the teams knew what rules were.

Granted I probably should NOT have yelled at the crowd for acting like the ref. That didn't help. But had the game been, and I quote, "Just for fun", then who got out wouldn't have mattered all that much- or even how. I was suprised I didn't get hit by the ball while I yelled at them (I would have hit me, it's a fucking great target).

But then, the ball clearly hit the ground and hit me. A dead ball. Then everyone starts yelling, "she's out she's out!" and I wasn't. The rule was no longer in play.

And then I fought with the ref...I tried to be polite, but he got in my face. I made my point very clear, that we can't have a real game if the rules keep changing. Then he told me I was out, but I kept arguing the point.

Also, I concede that I probably shouldn't have told him (as he was about to blow the whistle and really call me out) to, "Go ahead and fucking blow the fucking whistle and tell me I'm fucking out. I fucking dare you". I admit that was a little too far (but if felt and still feels like the BEST thing to come out of the conversation).

So I walked off the court. I told the Essex Jets (the students who were running it) that they cannot have a game with out rules and they cannot change the rules in the middle of the game. They then told me that "it is just a game" and "we are here to have fun".

But not many of us were having fun with being confused. Nor is it a game without rules.

If I get out I will take myself out of the game. That is how I was raised, I would never fudge lines or anything so un-sportsman like. I've played with a crowd jeering.

I just can't handle it not being fair.

Where is the fun in that?

So know, I'm pretty sure I've become the loud American that fights with the ref.

Which, I'm not actually loud. I'm pretty quiet and chill.

But as I left the game (after I gave the Essex Jets a piece of my mind) a young man (Rachel then informed be his name is Raj) came after me. I was fucking pissed so I just kept walking away (I was near tears as I left the court). He called me miss and asked me to wait up. I just waved my hand and told him I was leaving. But then he must of stopped and apologized, "If it's anything, I'm sorry. What he did to you was wrong. He's just having a hard time." and then Rachel came and I told them that I was going home, because by then I had started to cry.

So I went back to the towers (which is what I meant by home, what other home do I have in England?) and cried. After that I felt better.

Then Lisa came home and asked me what had happened, and I related my story to her. She told me that the ref was sorry, and that he was aparantly near tears as well and wanted to come immediately and apologize. Which I'm glad that Lisa said no to, because I would have felt uncomfortable and am still pretty upset about it.

Not that I would rub it in his face, /: That would be me. I will apologize for swearing at him. That was uncalled for- and I wasn't trying to challenge him exactly, I just wanted the game to be fair. And I understand his position.

I'm just upset that no one believes me and trusts my judgement. I really am an honest player- and I was having fun.

On the up side, I got four people out in our four matches...until I got kick out. I technically got two guys out at the same time, but only one went out, but I didn't really care. It was cool, I just was glad SOMEONE was out. Stefan was the last person standing three times, and I was the last one once. I got hit in the arm when I could have caught the ball, but I was too slow and tired. It was like a "fuck it" stage.

So that's dodge ball.

I just receive the card from the 27th of October. Oh well, :D We'll see what happens. Chris got the postcard I sent, I'm wondering if Grandpa and Virginia will get theirs, as well as Alyssa and Rich. I went on a walk today. There was a King Fisher in the lake as I walked around, and the fountain in the middle is working.

So, Saturday was a lot of running around. After taking a shower and packing everything I needed (cloths, directions, map, and such) Rachel and I made our way to the Bus stop to take the 62 to Colchester North Station. Upon arriving we were on time for the train, which departed on time and with all swiftness. I was very excited as we zoomed across the nation. Rachel and I played Hangman until we arrived in Liverpool Street Station. It was SO BIG!! It was something of a dream. We then headed to get a bus and underground all day pass (five pounds- but it was so worth it). After this Rachel began to explain the use of the Underground (pretty sure I was still in awe and not really paying attention). We then made our way out side and we found Kings Cross Station and made our way to THE CLINK. Once inside the hostel, I was assigned a room and had to have someone help me find it. The lady was a little abrupt with me, explaining over and over that it was built like a square (yeah, a square maze) and that this was my room. The room was small, but very clean and comfortable. It had a key-card that we used to get in and out. Not wasting any of our time, I ditched my stuff and we were off to Oxford Street. taking the Underground and trying to mix and match stations (as the Circle, Pickadillee, Metropolitan, and another one were down) to find our way there. Once there we were darting in and out of shops, looking for a costume. I was resigned not to get one, but as the night went on I was kind of lonely without one.

After ducking into one last store, Rachel pointed out a shirt that had a map on it, "See Natalie, if we get lost we can just point to you." And thus, the idea to be a map of the London underground was born. So, buy a pair of tube socks and boxers, I was to be the London Underground. We then preceded to run (no, really, we RAN) through London to catch bus 15- where we almost stalled the bus because we were on the top and standing. However, we were able to gain seats after a few more minutes, thus, dodging the wrath of the bus driver.

Paranoid that we weren't going to make it in time or had taken the wrong bus, I followed the bus route on my map. Eventually I announced that we should get off and luckily, we spotted Tower Bridge and departed. After that we asked some gents where Tower Bridge was, and they pointed the way. Walking across the Bridge, I found security waiting for us. Checking in and saying goodbye and thank you to Rachel, I went up into the tower. It was a very long walk and I still need to change. Getting to the top I said hello, and went to find the rest room to change. Getting into my map costume, I then preceded to go and meet everyone else. There was a couple dressed as Morticia and Gomez, The Phantom, and Sherlock Holmes. Justin came as an injured Football (soccar) player.

We were seated to dinner which had strange Mashed potatos, nice turkey, and some gravy over a biscuit. After dinner we then started Kareokee and dancing. We danced until 10 pm when we had to leave.

Going the wrong way off the bridge, we wandered around the underground and above ground. This is how we saw the Parliment Building, Big Ben, West Minister Abbey, and the London Eye. It took us until 12:30 to find our Hostel. After that I was exhausted and went to bed- but then my room mates came in. They were from Lancaster and were very kind :D! We talked until 1:30 am, and then I finally fell asleep.

Waking up around nine, we decided to find the hotel after we check out. The Clink is a converted Court house, the internet cafe is the Courtroom. I was very amused. We then got POURED on (but I brought my umbrella) as we hurried to the Hilton Euton Hotel. Arriving early, we waited and conversed until the food came. I got my T-shirt and money back, and departed (after a breakfast of doughnuts, muffins, fruit, and toast). I took the Euston Square tube to Kings Cross, finding out ON THE TUBE that the freakin Hemmer and smith was DOWN between Kings Cross and Liverpool Street Station. Who does that to a person? All lines Directly to Liverpool Street Station were down. UGH! Not discouraged, I once again purchased an all day pass and took the North Rail to the Central Line and got to liverpool street. Then I found out that NO trains were going out of Liverpool to Colchester. So I had to get back on the Central and get off at Lacrosomething and get back on to a tube to Newbury Park, where I had to take a replacement bus to Ingatestone. There I FINALLY got on a train to Colchester, where it too FOREVER to get back to Colchester (we stopped NINE times). Then I had to wait for an hour to get a bus to take me home.

Then I came home, got ready for waterpolo, and went to that. Where I believe I am doing quite well at- but well see. Apparently there is a BUCS competition that is coming up Next week. I don't know if I want to do it though. Not really all that into competing.

Today I went to the Doctor. She told me that I had a really bad infection, but I actually defeated the infection all by myself. HA! Go my immune system. She advised that I would be better soon, and to drink lots of hot drinks. So, now that I've stocked up on Tea, I've been drink quite a bit.

Last night Josh found out someone has taken his electric toothbrush. We're having a flat meeting about the dishes that have yet to be washed. I'm so glad I wash after I eat.

Well, I'm exhausted- fighting infections is hard work.

I was looking at the LJ opening, and you can send gifts, right? Well, there is a coffin that you can send.

And right now I know you are thinking what I was thinking.

That LJ Loves Rune/Aidan as much as we do.

Or someone needs to send Aidan a coffin.

Please note that the days this happen was 30/09/09.

I actually slept in, forgetting that I was traveling. I have no idea how I always do this, but I did. I got dressed and followed Nathan and Chris into the car- fell asleep again. Nathan and Chris shared a blanket and slept as well. Then we got up to the airport, mom directing dad and trying to keep the conversation light. Then Nathan and Chris were forced to carry my luggage xD Haha. I walked right passed Sarah on my way to the stand where I check my luggage in. After getting all my luggage sent to London, I went and said goodbye to my parents and hooked up with Sarah. We then said good by, and my dad gave us each a dollar. Thanks dad.

We then found ourselves in line for security, and Sarah's parents kept cruising by. We then ran around the airport, I had some breakfast, and then we too parted ways- she for South Carolinia and I for New Jersey. I didn't sleep on the plane, but instead watched a really weird movie about a musician and a columnist. When we landed, I had no idea where the fuck I needed to go. I wandered around and got so faustrated I almost cried. Then, spotting red ribbons tied onto luggage, I gathered my courage and asked the girl closest to me if she was a part of IFSA. She said yes and welcomed me into the group. Next the line for Virgin finally opened, and me and another girl got into a separate line because we were from connecting flights (which was sweet, because we booked it to security). I've never been so rushed in my life. One told an older lady, "I need you to hurry miss, I have a lot of people who need to get to their flight". Excuse me. I am paying you to check my stuff- you need to understand that she is probably moving faster than possible. Shut the fuck up.

I got stuck with all the Oxford kids, and we took up a whole side of the airport :D then we moved and took over the floor. God we were awesome. I met a kid named Matthew, who was majoring in literature and music. He wanted to join the chorus (we started talking about English Mandergals....yeah, I'm a nerd). Then we boarded, and I sat next to a gentleman who was visiting some friends. I couldn't sleep for more than two hours, so I watched Ice Age III and Year I. Then I played Bowser's story (which began to piss me off so I stopped). The movies weren't that great, but they were enough to kill the time.

We had to circle Heathrow for about 10 minutes. It was such a pain, we all wanted off the damn plane. Then we had to walk all the way around the hanger to get to an area for first time students. It took us three hours to get through customs. Our plane was early and it still took us three hours to get into the goddamn country. WTF England?

Oran ended up meeting us outside the gate, directing us to Jennifer, who then gave us a packet and pointed to the buses we were taking. We then took over the whole bus (just five of us). Oran then begins to brief us about our stay in London. I was in London. I was a foreigner. When have I ever been that for so long? To be honest, as much as I wanted to stay awake, I napped as we got into town.

Then I got my room key from this adorable little hotel. We crammed into our elevator and arrived to the ninth floor. Meeting my room mate, I quickly left to recieve an English SIM card. Two other girls were going off, so I hooked up with them. Soon they were purchasing phones and I was buying a SIM (after not buying this freaking adorable pink QWERTY capable phone /:). Then we rushed to McDonalds to meet up with another group, but we never found them. Instead we found one of the girl's boyfriends who was studying there. LOL. Imagine that. Then we rushed back to go out for dinner with the whole group, where we took over the whole bottom half of the restraunt (there is a theme here). For dinner we were served fried bread, chicken in beef gravy and spotted dick. I know, you're all amused by spotted dick. It's pretty fucking yummy. When we left, we got split from the group (as they wanted to go to a pub). Four of us broke off and found our way back to the hotel. After this we ended up meeting up again and getting lost in London. I asked for directions and we were half an hour from our hotel. HA XD Go me. Getting lost the first day and not caring.

Friday we were in session with Andrew for a good two hours, he explained how the English are Repressed, suppressed, Opressed, and depressed- so they are secretly afraid of us loud and honest americans. He told us about how their colors are dark, while he spotted quite a bit of Yellows and Oranges- I was the brightest thing in the fucking room. *SIGHS* Fuck you England, don't be emo. He also pointed out how atheltic we are, and how the British just are looking for a reason to go out to the pub. That's when I decided that it would be okay to join a sport. We were also cautioned against flocking the British kids (which I have yet to worry about as there are very few Americans here). I really want Lyn and Andrew to come see me play sports. Also, British kids go out every night, and you're strange if you don't. But I don't have the funds to go out every night, so my British crowd will have to suck it up (which they seem to be doing very well, actually). We then met with an ex-police officer, and he explained to us the dangers of walking alone in London and Colchester. When I said I was going to Colchester, his reply was, "Oh Colchester. Where to start with that. Oh Colchester- we'll talk about that later" everyone was amused. He explained to us that since women are usually more aware that they are vunerable, they are less likely to be in a fist fight and will back down. Men, apparently, don't. I also learned that coins can be a weapon (I imagined Rune getting coins thrown at him for some odd reason even though he's a cop). We went to dinner at this little Italian place- great food. We then traveled to find a Pub, where I had Cider- which has booze :D So I had my first pint of Jacque's cider. Mmmm.

Then I went to bed, and now I have to pause in my journey.

Randomly: If we have a slight Rune/October crack pairing, and a Augustus/Patrick crack pairing....then there must be a Rune/Augustus crack pairing as well?

My dad once told me, "Natalie, it's only what? Five, maybe eigh,t minutes of your life. You've lived 17 years, you won't remember the pain that is felt." When I was going to swim the 500. He was right. I went to districts and though I know it was painful at the time, it was worth it.

The worst advice was from my mom, which is strange. "Someone should go down that waterfall". Thanks mom, I nearly died.

I have a lot to tell, but I'm in the computer lab, So I don't have time. But let me tell you, the only down side of this trip is missing all of you and my heater not working in my room.

They are trying to form a polo team over here :D so that is what I will try to take part in.

Love you guys a lot.

Talk soon <3!

The bobbies are freaking lovely.

I am off! I love you all and thank you so much for your support! I will update you all on my status later.

And I slept all last night. LOL!