I realized that 1,000 words is not really very many at all. I typed out a rough list of ideas to talk about in my essay which is due monday, and realized that the list alone is over 400 words. So I just have to like add one sentence to each sentence I have, and I will be golden. By which I mean, I will have something to hand in. Still, I am a little nervous about all the work I have to do within the next few weeks. My goal is to finish all of my essays before I go home for Christmas, so that I can have a real vacation, worry-free. Also because it will be basically impossible to do the research I need to do from my bedroom in Fontana. They are all due when I get back in January, which is strange. I don't like that at all. When in London...

Yesterday was Guy Fawkes day, which I thought woul dbe a much bigger deal than it actually was. I envisioned the entire city celebrating together, out on the streets while fireworks went off overhead, but this was not the case. Apparently all the fireworks shows were over the weekend, and the streets were, if anything, emptier than normal. Oh well.

Apparently tomorrow they are lighting up Oxford Street at a certain time. I am going to go see it if I remember, if I can find someone to go with, and if I am not running around like a mad woman trying to prepare for my trip to Rome. Yayyyy Rome!