I'm really getting used to this place with every day that passes. It's only been a little over a week but I'm starting to feel like I belong here, also feels like I have been here for a month already. Campus is getting easier to navigate. I'm starting to understand the bus system as well. Which, I always try to sit first seat on the top of the double decker. And I still jump whenever the branches hit the top windows. It snowed twice since I have been here but it disappears within a short period. However, I am still not enjoying/getting used to the wet cold.
Every Wednesday they test the fire alarms and every time I freak out. I grab my keys, throw shoes on, grab my phone, coat, and wonder to actually run out of the building. It went off twice this last Wednesday and I was almost on my way out the main door when I realized no one cared. Also, it happens at eight-thirty in the morning. How stupid.
Sadly, I hate to admit it, but I have been going out every night to drink with new friends. I mean, I love it because I get to meet more people and make more memories but I don't do this at home. I'm usually the one to sit in my room for hours, studying and napping. And because of this, I have been procrastinating to the extreme. I actually just did my readings for my seminar that is in two hours. In Milwaukee, I would have gotten them done on Monday night, when I received the assignment. I think things will start to cool down. Every one calls it "Refreshers week". I guess a way to express the new students, like me, to see what they have to offer with clubs, pubs, societies, sports, etc. Monday night, I think, I went to a house with some friends and saw balloons spread across this guy's room with tiny silver canisters. Apparently, it's a way they like to get high here. You blow up a balloon with the canister and breath it in to get a small buzz. Sounds extremely stupid and dangerous. One of my friends tried it and said she felt nothing, she compared it to smoking a hookah.
Currently I am in Rutherford Dining Hall. Bought a sandwich from a place they call, "Bag It". Basically an expensive sandwich making station. Note to self: Don't get the pickle anymore. It was definitely not the green pickle slice I was thinking of. It's a disgusting sweet and sour brown relish with peppers or something, it was spread on the bread.
Went to a cave training last night because I joined the Caving Society. They go around England, into caves and explore. My hands were red by the time we were done. Climbing up rope with all this heavy equipment. Apparently, I am good for a first timer. It was a lot of fun. Can't wait to do it in the caves, the first trip is in South Wales. After training, they go to the pubs. I didn't go because I didn't bring any money and I had my readings to do. I plan on going next week because the people at the training were extremely nice. They have a movie night this Saturday that I hope to attend. I only say hope because I have so much going on this weekend. Thursday, today, we are going to Cuban again (the club). Tomorrow, Friday, some of my new friends and I, are attending this party at Eliot College. Then on Saturday, Micheala and I are taking the bus to Whitsable. It's a downtown area like Canterbury with lots of shops, it's right by the water as well. The receptionist was explaining it to me and told me it's a very artsy-fartsy scene with more art and music shops. After, at night we are celebrating Callum's birthday and/or the Caving movie night. Sunday, walking to Herne Bay with the TreKent Rambling Society. Haven't met them yet, however I should be fine because I met a former president of that society at the Caving Society. She was wonderful and told me I was going to fit right in.
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