yuck.

so today was allright. i woke up at like noon, sam had already gone to the box office for "As You Like It" and they said she could exchange her ticket from last night for tonight, so hopefully i will be able to do so as well. i hope so. we had our last arts in london class, which was odd bc theres still 2 weeks left of this thing. kinda sad, since richard is the cutest little mustache-d british man ever. he played paddington bear guys! he's that cool.

so last night amidst the chaos my dad emails me my cell phone bill. ARE YOU KIDDING ME. the billing period or whatever started at the 1st of the month. sorry dad that people have been calling me to see if im ALIVE and sorry that you have been calling me nonstop as well because of the TERRORIST ATTACKS that happened too close for me to even think about anymore. honestly. and way to pick your days. email me with that on the day that 4 more bombs are found and everythings evacuated- me being in the middle of it YET AGAIN. this morning i just bawled and bawled. i'm so stressed out over these papers i have to write sometime before wednesday, and i'm already feeling extremely guilty because of how expensive this city is. just really, really, really bad timing. he has to know that these are extenuating circumstances. and its not like the bill was INSANELY huge. maybe like 40 dollars over what it is during a month of me in the US. thats not ridiculously bad. everythings kinda going off at once, which is the way the world likes to work apparently. and i hate that.

ok so time for reallllly bad cafeteria fish and chips and *hopefully* seeing "As You Like It". please god let me get into this show. i'm afraid my head will explode if i dont see some theater. i need to be carried off into another world, if only for 2 1/2 hours.