Yesterday - busy, busy day

Yesterday started out so crappy, that it just had to get better. I left the house with high hopes and headed over to Tower Hill to pick up a bus pass and grab a 15 to school. The plan worked fine until the first bus was too full and the second one was late. So I’m already late for class, but not by much. I hope off early, because traffic is so bad I’ll make better time walking and then I can cut through Clement’s Inn. I’m not happy about this, but it’s still okay. That is until my contact starts bugging me and decided to fall out, leaving me half blind. When I finally make it to class (amazingly having not run into anything) I’m 15 minutes late, practically crying, and I have a headache starting. To top it off I have about an hour to get home and back to replace my contact with an emergency spare I have from when I lost my left contact at Les Mis. I made it, but I had to give up getting any errands done.

After that almost anything was an improvement. Trying to sell dance tickets wasn’t the most productive thing I could be doing, especially as it’s LSE election time and we’re competing with student politicians for space and attention on Houghton St. At least I got to eat some lunch though.

At two, I headed over to the Prince Charles, where I am now I member (took me long enough). I saw Pedro Almodóvar’s Talk to Her, which I really enjoyed. Near the end was a line I’m going to hold closes to my heart because it so true “I’m a ballet mistress. Nothing is simple.” Really though, it was a beautiful movie and I highly recommend it. Unfortunately, the only plot summary I can give without telling you the whole story is incredibly lame. Instead go read a nice

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