"Woolf Thought Yeats Was A Sexy Man"

Just got done taking a midterm. I had to write three essays that were forever long...my hand hates me. I'm one of those annoying students who holds on to their pencil too tight and presses it down too hard against the paper so everyone can hear the sound of the lead scraping against the paper.

School work has begun to get crazy. I have to write about 6,500 words worth of papers and I don't know when I'll have the time to get the job done.

Last night the group went to see "The Tempist" at the Globe. I was so proud of Megan, Britt, Holly and myself. Not only did we manage to stay standing for two hours but we were able to maintain our position at the right corner of the stage. Holly and I almost lost eyes when one of the actors stood at a corner with a sword on his belt. The man would turn and we'd all have to duck.

Ireland was amazing. Holly and I watched a beautiful sunset. I don't think I've actually sat and watched the sun set in years. I had a couple of moments of peace, which was cool. Our tour guide and group were awesome. Fun. Fun. Fun.