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I attended the 56th Annual Grammy Awards! Crazy, right? it was such an amazing weekend. Due to inclement weather in Houston, we were “iced in” and our flight was delayed 4 times. Eventually, we made it to LA at 11PM. We checked into the hotel and went to bed. So we went to the 3rd Annual Grammy Awards Weekend, Meet & Greet at the BET Network’s Corporate Office. The Honorable Joseph Ford, Esq. will provide an intellectually stimulating “State of the Television Industry” Presentation. It was so fascinating being able to network with familiar faces from the BESLA conference as well as new attorneys in the entertainment industry.

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Afterwards, we went to stuff our faces at Roscoes Chicken and Waffles on Gower and Sunset. Smothered chicken, waffles, macaroni and cheese, greens, and a glass of wine (because I’m fancy). LOL! It was so delicious. We then went to the hotel to change and went to Venice Beach. We were there for about five minutes when we were approached by this camera crew. Apparently, we ended up on a UK-based show called “Dynamo the Magician.” It was pretty cool. I am going to be famous. HAHA. We continued to walk around and observe the weirdos. We went to a local bar and grabbed some food. We went back to the hotel after a while, got dressed, and went to a club. It was fun. We saw Lil Bow Wow and Jermaine Dupri… They were boring… typical club appearance.

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The next day was my big day: The Grammy’s! I needed a few more accessories. I took a trek to Hollywood Blvd by the Chinese Theatre and went into Forever XXI, Zara, and a few other stores to find some cute silver sandals to match my ensemble. I was accosted by the men in the costumes. I remember buying a sandwich for later and tried to give it to a homeless man who was digging in the trash. He would not take it and I got really sad… I felt a bit rejected and baffled. Anywho, I went back to the hotel, did my makeup and my classmate did my hair. As we were driving to the Staples Center, it started to rain. I was nervous because I wanted my pretty little curls to stay up. We waited in line for hours, took a bathroom break, went inside and ended up in the Mastercard VIP area where I took my picture and got a free drink LOL. (GO MASTERCARD). Then, I heard the intro to “Drunk in Love” and it was time. I didn’t get to see the performance because I didn’t make it in my seat in time. However, by the time I sat in my seat, I realized that Jay Z and Beyonce were less than a feet away from me. Jay Z stood there (shorter in height than yours truly) with a goblet of D’Usse in hand. Beyonce stood there clad in a white lace dress, looking as angelic as ever. They moved to their seat, I remained in mine. Next thing I know, Juicy J and Katy Perry pass by me. I started geeking out. Everything just started to happen so fast… Pink flew over my head… her performance was mind blowing. The middle was a blur because I ended up in the 7th row. I saw the freaking Beatles perform!!! Like… I saw the entire event and felt the fire and the  from the drums… and the wedding for the LGBT couples happened within inches from my face. I freaking loved the entire experience!!!!!!!!!!!!


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Dies felices!

Happy Days!

I woke up early today because DG wanted to go to Madame Tussauds early.  When I knocked on her door around 9AM, she said she did not want to go.  You know the old saying?  One monkey does not stop the show.  So, I got dressed and took the tube to the Waterloo train station.  Since I was starving and hung over, I stopped by some arcade bar (Namco?) and ate ribs, chips, fried mushrooms, and drank a glass of rose.  When I finished, I went to the line where I purchased the ticket (about a month ago) and the woman told me I had to go to another location to visit the exhibit.  So, I took the Bakerloo line to Baker St. and waited in line about 15 minutes for Madame Tussauds. I’ve never been to a wax museum before and it was pretty cool. It would have been better if someone was there to take pictures for me.  But, several strangers were very nice and helpful.  So, look below for pics:

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Carpe Diem


Seize the day.

The enjoyment of the pleasures of the moment without concern for the future.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.



My first day at the uni was pretty cool.  I’m enrolled in International Criminal Law (“ICL”) and Comparative Constitutional Law (“CCL”).  ICL appears to be very easy.  There is no final exam in this class.  I am only require to complete two group presentations and two 3-page papers on a subject related to ICL.  CCL, on the other hand, appears to be a bit more challenging.  Although we do not have any busy work, aside from assigned readings and briefs, we do have a final exam at the end of the study abroad program.  The first day consisted of the typical explanation of the syllabi and the schedule going forward.  We were even let out of class early.

The Boys.  


My first adventure started off with taking a picture with the sexy, young chap posted who happened to be on my campus.  I think we look good together, don’t ya think?  Thereafter, we went to Ryman’s bookstore to pick up a book for my classmate.  The cashier helped a man in front of us.  The cashier gave the man a card to receive stamps for the purchases he made.  The man turned around and gave it to us. He said he was visiting the city from London and did not need it because he was returning to Namibia.  We thanked him for his generosity.  My classmate proceeded to pay for her purchase. The cashier was so interested in us being from America.  He praised our dear country and even gave us an extra stamp in order to redeem a  £10 gift card.  We thanked him for his kindness as well.  He mimicked my accent and said, “Bye Y’ALL!!”  I laughed for 10 minutes straight and departed from the bookstore.  Subsequently, we headed to a West African and West Indian restaurant nearby.

Comida y Política.


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The restaurant.

We sat down and ordered.  The food was delicious.  I was shocked to know that in Africa, they refer to peas as beans.  The taste was slightly different, but it was still good.  The restaurant owner started talking to us about America.  He was fairly informed. It made me feel a bit inadequate to know that individuals from other parts of the world are so educated about the current American politics, yet, I know nothing about their current events.  The restaurant owner said he loves President Obama, but Bush and Reagan are “fucking idiots.” He also expressed his dissatisfaction with the health insurance issue. He wishes that America  had access to free healthcare like the UK.  This entire conversation inspired me to do better to become better informed about international politics, but I digress.  After the meal and wonderful conversation, we paid for our food.  The restaurant owner gave us this dessert for free (#winning). It was coconut mixed with tangerine and other stuff rolled into a ball.  You dip the ball in cocoa dust.  It was good, but it triggered a mini allergic reaction.  I encouraged JA to eat the remaining desserts and we left.  We headed to the room and took a nap.  When we woke up, I really wanted to go see the Queen and the guards, so we headed to Trafalgar Square by the tube.

Adventure Time.


Nelson’s Column in Trafalgar Square


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The Queen’s Guard for TPK.


The Queen’s Guard — I’m not touching you!!!

When we got of the tube, we faced the area called Trafalgar Square.  I started taking pictures of everything!  I saw that many people were taking advantage of photo ops in front one of the four gigantic lions.  You had to climb this high monument in order to take a picture on it.  I tried to get on top of it three times, but failed miserably.  The reason for the failure solely was because of my fear of heights.  I knew I could get up, but did not know how to get down.  Eventually, JA convinced me to get up.  So, I did and i’m proud! Getting down was the issue.  We had to flag a stranger down to help me get down.  He was really nice.  JA got up there with ease and I took her picture and we headed in the direction of the Admiralty Arch.  The Admiralty Arch was a building at the entrance of the Mall Galleries.  The building was so captivating.  We walked for about 10 minutes down Mall Galleries and spied a soldier.  I almost killed myself, yet again, because I was going to jaywalk in order to get access to it.  JA convinced me not to do so because she was sure there would be more guards at the palace.  When we arrived across the street from Buckingham Palace, we were highly disappointed. The Palace is gated and you can’t even get close. We say tourists taking pictures through the gate.  Now, that was WACK.

We retreated and crossed the street adjacent to our location so we could find the guards we saw earlier.  When we arrive at the guards, we faced another obstacle — the bobbies (“police officers”).  The bobbies told me that I could not pass the barrier and could only take a picture with the guard in front of that barrier.  Talk about being devastated. I was so close to fulfilling a bucket list experience and could not do it.  One of the bobbies sensed my disappointment and advised me to go around the corner.  Hesitantly, I walked away with tears in my ducts, ready to let the waterworks flow.  I knew he just wanted me to go away.  I looked in the distance and did not see any guards on the corner.  After taking a few steps, I returned back to the bobby for clarification.  He said, “Just go around the corner and there is a guard there. …AND BE NICE TO HIM!!!”  Whatever.

JA urged me to follow his orders.  So we did as he said and went to the corner.  No one was there.  So we walked down that street.  No one was there, so when we turned, we walked a few more steps and there were two guards there, barricade-free.  I started squealing and jumping up and down. I was SO happy!!!! I introduced myself to him with hopes that he’d speak.  He didn’t! However, I also asked, “If it’s okay for me to take a picture with you, say nothing.”  He said nothing, so I went to town!! Since TPK told me he doesn’t want any keepsakes, I decided to pay homage to him by posing as he would in front of the guards.  We took about 15 pictures in an effort to get it down right!!! JA told me that the guard was trying SO hard not to laugh at me.  Tourists walked by cracking up.  I didn’t care because I was HAPPY! I skipped my happy ass away.



We headed back to Trafalgar Square so that I could exchange some currency.  We found a change station which was located inside of a gift store.  I purchased gifts for my loved ones back home and then exchanged currency.  We then saw a group of girls with Primark and H&M bags.  We asked for directions to those stores and ended up in Soho.  Before we could reach H&M, we started walking down the street until we saw many bubbles floating everywhere. We identified that the bubbles were coming from a four-story toy store called Hamley’s.  We went in there and it immediately brought me back to my childhood.  Everything you could imagine was in there.  We spent about 45 minutes in that store having a blast.  I found a toy for Applesauce Bawse and we left.  We finally found H&M and spent some more time in there.  The store had a lot of cool stuff, but I couldn’t fit it and we left again.  It was getting late and we were STARVING, so we went to the tube station and headed home.  We didn’t realize that we damn near walked home because we were only one stop away.  I showered, read and briefed for class, ate my left overs, and knocked out. Great day, indeed.

Voyager ouvre l’esprit.

 ImageTravel broadens the mind.

Houston:  We have a problem.

On Saturday, my flight to London was scheduled to leave at 6:25 PM.  Unfortunately, I was informed that I would have to board Boeing’s 787 Dreamliner.  According to USAToday, at least four flights in the last two weeks had problems that prevented the innovative new planes from reaching their destinations.  My flight was no exception.  They left us in the plane with an ill-behaved child and a chatty bunch who were headed to play at Wimbeldon (cool, right?).  After three hours passed, we were released from the plane.  We immediately headed to get a glass of wine and food.  Subsequently, we eventually left Houston at around 10:oo PM.  I consumed my time with sudoku puzzles and movies, particularly Gangster Squad and Pretty Woman.  It was my first time seeing the latter, and I loved it. I cried like a baby at the end! The nine hour flight was very smooth and we made it to my destination safely.

Travel light, they said.

After I received clearance by the UK Customs, JA and I headed towards the “London Underground” or “tube,” which is the public metro system.  We remained on the tube for about an hour.   It was very easy to navigate.  When we had to exit one tube to get on another, we experienced some difficulty:  STAIRS.   I carried one large bag, one small bag, a laptop bag, and a big purse.  I stacked the smaller bags atop of the luggage and proceeded to double fist the luggage up the stairs.  Fail.  On the bright side, several strangers assisted JA and I with our heavy luggage.  We saw a lift (an elevator), but the kind stranger opted to carry them up the stairs for us.  The second tube ride was fairly quick.  When we exited, we headed directly to our dorms at the Uni (or university/school).


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When we arrived, we were faced with several familiar faces from my school.  We all checked in and were allowed to select our own suite-mates. After I received my keys, I headed straight to my room.  Our suite has five individual rooms, two bathrooms, and one kitchen.  Each room consists of a small sink, a twin-sized bed, a tiny closet and dresser, and a desk.  I immediately disinfected my room with Clorox Bleach Wipes and sprayed everything down with Lysol.  Thereafter, I unpacked my suitcases and hung my clothes, added my bedbug mattress protector to my bed, took a shower, and connected to the internet.  I left everyone know that I’ve arrived safely as I waited on JA to finish settling in.

Tengo hambre dennamug.

We were starving!  We asked the locals in the front office about nearby dining spots.  Apparently, we were located on a street that served Indian food.  We went to a restaurant called A Taste of India — only because the Sunday buffet was 6.95 £ and they advertised free wifi.  The buffet had a variety of chicken curry dishes coupled with rice, chickpeas, and my favorite:  Chicken wings!  We paired our food with a glass of Rose and sparkling lemonade.  Super refreshing!  Unfortunately, the wifi did not work.  The waiter was very kind and he even gave us a coupon that offered a 20% discount on our next visit.

The loo.

We saw a sign next to our table that said, “WC – please go downstairs to use the restrooms.”  We asked him what it stood for.  I believe that he misunderstood our question because he explained that the sign was there to direct patrons to the bottom floor.  The restaurant recently remodeled and in an effort to reduce confusion, they posted the sign.  While we understood his explanation, JA and I were still befuddled by the signage.  Yahoo! Answers gave a descriptive explanation, which says, “It’s an English expression being an abbreviation for ‘Water Closet’ as it was once considered rude to use the terms ‘toilet’ or ‘lavatory’ in public. ‘Water closet’ was considered to be an expression that better off people would use and not deemed offensive. Nowadays many people call the toilet ‘the loo’ and awful word that crept into English in the 1960’s.”  Interesting, indeed!


After dinner, we retired to the dorm and took a nap.  JA remained there for the rest of the night.  I, on the other hand, went downstairs because I was in dire need of wifi so I partake in my favorite lazy pasttime:  viewing pictures on Instagram.  I introduced myself to the overnight security guard.  I believe he may be from Nigeria (woop woop! *waves green and white flag*).  He directed me to the common area.  I met the other law students who were from the hosting law school, Southern University.  Apparently, two of the guys were on our flight and the airline lost their luggage.  They were visibly and rightfully upset because they could not find a store that was open after 6:00 PM so they could purchase new clothing.  I engaged in conversation for a little bit.  I was very parched and did not have any change on me to purchase a water from the vending machine.  As I was headed out of the dorm facilities, the two guys stopped me and offered to walk with me to the store.  In the distance, I heard a girl say, “Has she NOT seen ‘Taken’?”  Girl, bye.


The guys took me to a store that was about a block from our dorm facilities.  I purchased the largest Evian bottle coupled with my favorite childhood drink, Ribena (a blackcurrant non-carbonated beverage).  When I enquired about the liquor laws, the store clerk said that they cannot sell liquor after 11:00 PM; however, they make exceptions for people that are cool.  I immediately informed him that I am cool and requested 70 CL (centiliter, which is equivalent to 750 ML — I THINK) of vodka.  He sold it to me for 19.99 £ ($31.27).  Clearly, it was overpriced, but I have the peace of mind of knowing that I will have a roofie-free drink.  UOENO.

Late Nights, Early Mornings.

As I am writing this blog, I am also completing an online defensive driving course.  Shout out to ComedyDriving.com!  I plan on doing half tonight and the remainder tomorrow night.  I plan on taking pictures and posting them here so I do not overcrowd my social media feeds.  It is 2:22 AM. I am going to make a wish and bid you all adieu. Good night, lovers.