knackered

Ok, it's official. Englsih kids are not better students than Americans. They are just waaaayyyyy better at faking it. Bravo, england. You really had me fooled.

I know this because I just had coffee with a girl from my Shakespeare class who I am supposed to be giving a presentation with tomorrow on the various texts of Hamlet. I didn't even know there were different texts of Hamlet until today, so I was pretty nervous about botching the whole thing up with my horrible study skills. But luckily she hasn't been reading the plays either! Or the scholarly essays! And she definitely had not started work on the presentation. What a relief. I also took the opportunity to ask her whether it's a coincidence that all of the christmas decorations in London are blue and silver (she doesn't know), whether a mince pie is sweet or savory (sweet), and how many secondary sources I should be using for my essays (not that many). I think that's a lot to accomplish in the time it takes to drink one gingerbread latte, don't you?

I have been spending a lot of time at starbucks lately. There is one near the library that has this enormous undergorund seating area with literally like 20 armchairs. The first time I went down there was like the scene at the end of The Land Before Time when Littlefoot gets his first glimpse of the Great Valley-- I wandered casually down the narrow stairway, and suddenly found myself in a vast wonderland or seating possibilities. The best part about it is that you don't actually have to order anything from starbucks in order to sit there. I tested it out today. I just walked straight past the counter and down the stairs, took my pick of squishy chairs, pulled someone else's empty mug closer to me as a decoy, took out Paradise Lost, and immediately fell asleep. Speaking of which, I think it's time for another nap.