In the morning there was an information session which was dotted by my
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Then, the day was a huge chicken run, racing around campus to figure out all the annoying, unclear things like 18+ cards, housing agreements, justice of the peace representatives, mentor programs, you get the gist. When all was done, I hit up the supermarket yet again.
Supermarkets. They're a really wondrous thing in other countries. I was there, wide-eyed, for way too long, looking at way too many weird things. Nuts. do you like nuts? if you like nuts, then you'd die because there are candy style [fill your bag up to however much you want] containers with nuts on nuts on nuts. Ketchup? called tomato sauce. Tomato sauce? called tomato sauce. It's scary.
NUTZ. like half of the display.
Also, LOL soda. cool
Everything's pretty fricken expensive though, so if you ever get out here, dear god bring your own facewash, mascara, and stick deoderant [I only saw one type of stick deoderant!].
Then, ready to cook up something, I returned to my flat to see my flatmates eating dinner, with much left over, hoping to share it. epic success.
Starting early the drinking began to prepare for the night with my legally purchased speights [which is suprisingly good, albeit the facts/questions under the bottle caps are annoying since they're so oceanically specific], and then was welcomed by people literally WALKING IN to my flat. A kiwi boy and a UK girl waltzed in to say hello and sat with us for a while, which ended up being great.
After, we went to a kegger, with nasty beer which we were drinking out of an empty wine bottle since we had no cups, and SO MANY people. Also, I hear they have kegs here that are filled with mixed drinks... like a vodka+mixer keg. weird. Various American songs were chanted, and everyone was thrilled, bumping to the music. Met many people, including a guy from Belgium [yay! connections] and had a great time.
Today my course approval was completed, and now off for more chicken running and dealing with paperwork.
Ta ta.
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