The next day, after some b-roll of London, we see Kat walking to school. She voice-overs that she's glad she's taking classes in London. For some reason they show a close-up of her student ID and (finally) we learn that she's attending a school called Richmond-on-Thames College. A visit to Richmond's website seems to indicate that Richmond is one of those barely accredited universities that exists primarily to cater to the mediocre American student who wants to spend her junior year in London and doesn't care where she has to study to do it. After all, everyone in the U.S. just assumes that any old British school would have to be really good, and since it looks like Kat was accepted the day she walked into Richmond's admissions office, I'm not exactly impressed. "I'm glad I'm taking some classes that deviate from my standard set of academic classes," says Kat, making excuses for the fact that there probably aren't any classes taught at Richmond that any decent American college would deign to include in its curriculum. One of these "deviations" is a class called "Postmodern Theory and Practice" which I suspect involves a lot of heated discussions about Madonna song lyrics and Brady Bunch episodes. She's also taking Modern Drama and Art. Kat explains in an interview that doing well in school is important to her because she's on a full scholarship to NYU and needs to keep her grades up. They show her studying at the dining-room table. Kat and Sharon walk somewhere together, and Kat makes Sharon help her go over some lines she needs to memorize for her drama class. In a confessional, Kat reiterates her need to do well in school. Okay, unless one is at Juilliard, since when does one stress out over a drama elective?
Sharon, Neil, and Mike are having another one of those philosophical arguments about war or something. Mike and Neil are both ganging up on Sharon, but we don't really get to hear the exact nature of the argument. Neil accuses Sharon of naïvely arguing that "everyone should just hang out and be nice." Sharon protests that she never said such a thing. "Sharon always has an opinion and always expresses it, which can be good," says Neil. "But when you're talking loud and saying nothing, maybe you should keep quiet for a while." No comment. Mike, in a confessional, complains that Sharon argues without "focus." So then we have one of those "train" sequences. You know how every time a female Real World housemate reaches the so-called end of her tether, the producers always illustrate this artistically by showing lots of shots of trains? Although I have to confess that I'm not sure why a breakdown is signified by a train. Trains are pretty sane methods of transportation. I mean, yeah, Freud thought that a train entering a tunnel signified something sexual, but that's really the only train motif I've heard connected to anything psychological. Anyway, we see Sharon in a close-up, and cut to a few shots of some trains. Then we see a flashback of that Slam game, during which Jacinda reads comments about Sharon and the fact that she can't shut up. A voice-over by Sharon explains that things are building up inside her despite her "bold demeanor." We see another flashback is shown: this one is that gyno-cam shot from Outward Bound when Sharon is trying to get across the ropes course and Jacinda keeps kicking the rope with her foot. Oh, wait -- Sharon is actually going somewhere on this train. She's visiting her friend Amanda who, according to a Sharon interview, was born the same day as Sharon and knows her "inside and out." Amanda greets Sharon at the train station and turns out to be yet another fat girl with an "exuberant" personality. They have a glass of wine somewhere; Sharon breaks down in front of Amanda and confesses that her housemates belittle her all the time. Amanda, who looks as if she's had a few more glasses of wine than Sharon has (and who can blame her?) protests that Sharon shouldn't be made fun of because she's not a fool. Sharon awkwardly starts to cry and Amanda is all, "Please don't be upset, Sharon, lots of people love you!" And apparently it's easier to love Sharon when you've had a few drinks. "People just don't understand me," moans Sharon.