We walked to the National Theatre for class, in the rain, for a backstage tour, that ended up being on Tuesday. Christine felt so bad she bought us coffee and we sat discussing theater in America and our thoughts on the National Theatre. Although it was a waste to walk all the way over there, to do it again on Tuesday, it was great not to be in that classroom for 4 hours. We even got back early!Once we got back I sat down to write my review on The Threepenny Opera. It was 850 words and had to be a professional style review, which is not as easy as it seems. It's really, really, hard to write a review, especially when you read through some and then all you want to do is steal their adjectives, but you can't, because that's plagiarism. I did it though, no worries. I then went for a run, in the rain, with my glasses on. I powered onward anyways. I've become a really mean runner, London has made me a rock. I no longer care if I run into you, because if I do, that means you have space and I do not, so you deserve it. Most people move though. The Asians don't, that's what I've noticed, and the Indians (who are technically Asian)! They're really starting to get to me, no ones else has a problem moving over a little...jerks.
We went, with FSU, to watch Mrs Henderson Presents which I really loved. I didn't know anything about it going in, except that there was nudity (because our teacher was told she had to tell us, because we're American and that's not socially acceptable back at home. To be honest, I've seen more nudity on a beach in Spain. I wasn't expecting the war to be involved and sometimes the jokes went too far, for me, but overall I enjoyed it.

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