I'm bad

"...everything you say can and will be used against you..."

My running commentary can be critical, judgmental and exaggerated. The cruelest thing is that the victims of my spew are defenseless, since I'm the all powerful author of this blog. So I had some explaining and excusing to do when Zac read it. "You wanted to strangle us!" and "Did I really write that on Raingirl's back? I have no memory of it, I'm sooo embarrassed". Well, I'm not thrilled having the bed vibrating with bass sounds, but loud music is fine during holidays and weekends, so strangling is definitely unnecessary (and would it be the day before the finals I would use a doorbell instead of rope). Regarding the second line though, that is no exaggeration.

Nicknames are another thing that has the potential of offending people. Some are perfect, but most are made up hastedly, it's hard to find a fitting name for someone I just met and barely know.

You should know, I actually do like most people I meet, my roommates are amazing, my neighbors are incredibly welcoming, the other exchange students are kind and friendly, honestly, the only bad guy in the company is me not letting them know how great they are.

So, what have I been up to the last days?

There was this two-day orientation for international students at campus. They answered all unasked whats, whens, wheres and hows. Mostly it was a social event, meeting the other foreign students over dinner parties followed by (off-campus) beers. I finally met Stranger, who therefore no longer is unfamiliar, but however, nicknames are immutable. She is the only non-engie in Team Sweden so that's why we missed her before.

Yesterday we spent the evening at Princess's place on Del Playa. That's the long street closest to the beach in the popular student area, Isla Vista. There are parties every night in the houses. When I got home I saw a message from Zac on facebook and needed to have a long heart to heart talk with him to clear things out. I think we did okay in that blunt drunken way and found things that united us: the Swedish musician Basshunter!

Today my mind was a mist, but I managed to register for a few more classes. Now AI, computer graphics and a little bit of math is on the schedule. After a welcoming party more patronized than a primary school disco, we had an EAP gathering on Del Playa. On our way home the entire street swarmed of students and police officers. A chunk of the street had been roped off, there someone had been stabbed. There were people everywhere and parties in every second house.

This is an ordinary Friday night. Unfortunately, I think I got some kind of food poisoning because I feel really sick...