So last night a whole bunch of us went out to a sports bar at 7 to watch the presidential inauguration. We were nearly the only ones there (usually the bars don't even open until 11 for the sports bars and 1am for some of the better clubs) but we made a lot of noise. There was much cheering for Obama, and much booing for Rick Warren, and the bartender sent us all a round of shots to celebrate, and then one of the kids announced that he had brought a ridiculous amount of American flags in his luggage, and later hung a full-sized one in one of our apartments. At midnight one of the girls on our trip turned 21, so basically, much celebrating... for some people, TOO much celebrating.
This morning we had a lecture, and everyone from our party looked like they'd stumbled out of bed and were half asleep.... so basically we looked like American college students.
...Except for Emily. One of my suitmates wakes up ridiculously early every morning, no matter how late we all go to bed the night before and get this-- she CLEANS. I know. I think I'm in love.
Also, I've met my new best friend, Josh. I told him I was adopting him. He said he was okay with that, which is good, because he probably didn't have a choice.
Today's mission is a cooking class! We're all excited.
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