I’ve decided that there are two types of people in London. Type one: extremely polite, smiley, helpful, cheerful, selfless, and considerate. I strive to be like them. Type two: rude, arrogant, careless, pretentious, narcissistic, and mean. You pretty much get one or the other. Most people here I love. Love. Love. Love. But MAN some people… Moving on. The highlight of my day may seem pathetic to most, but I think it’s hilarious. I’m a big fan of Chelsea H...

Sunday I did pretty much nothing but lay around all day. Being lazy was much needed and felt great. On Monday, everyone else in my program started his/her first day of work other than Tim, Ryan, and me. My supervisor was at a photo shoot in New York City so I was told not to come in until Tuesday. Luckily, Tim and Ryan have a week off because their supervisor is waiting to train them until the other intern gets to London next week. So, while everyone else scamp...

Friday morning I had class at 9 a.m. at the University of Westminster. I basically sat there for 3 hours and day dreamed. Hearing a history lesson from a professor speaking in a very heavy, hard to understand accent is quite boring. All I really took away from that class is that the British Navy is unstoppable. It’s funny to hear the way British people talk about battles in which they were defeated (like in 1776). They always just make excuses for why they fail...

Well I just spent the whole afternoon exploring. It was pretty fun. Tim, Ryan, Jessica and I went to Trafalgar Square. We climbed on the lions at the feet of Lord Nelson, I was so proud of myself for climbing up there. The Square commemorates the Battle of Trafalgar, where the British defeated Napoleon. The lions are made out of cannons the British stole from the French after the battle; I thought that was pretty cool. There is also a statue of George Washington ...

So, this is my first journal entry. I don't really know how these things work, but here it goes. I got here on Monday afternoon. Jessica and I took a cab from Heathrow, and on the cab ride to Spitalfields we basically had heart attacks because we were so excited. We drove past Buckingham Palace and down the Royal Road. It was amazing and really surreal. When we got to our apartment we put our stuff down and immediately went to the closet pub, The Pipeline, (of c...