1 Week Down, 18 to Go

Sunday 26th August 2012 - 3.55pm

So Sunday evening fast approaches and so draws a close on my first week at an American college. My first week of classes is complete and I am pretty animated about the courses I selected. One module requires me to produce a 15 page letter to someone I hold dear to my heart about an emotionally evocative issue. I am really looking forward to working on that project.

In the meantime, I still have not identified the whereabouts of my phone. This is infuriating but not as infuriating as the 3.30 fire alarm we were subject to in the early hours of Friday morning. Rudely awoken by a monotone American recording over a tannoy muttering "Attention Attention, all Harshman residents must evacuate the building. There has been an emergency. Do NOT use the elevator." Once we had all safely exited the building and waited a sufficiently long time, the sprinklers were set off. A collection of scantily clat teenage girls being unsuspectingly sprayed at 3.40am is a sight to behold, I'll tell you that for free. Full bladders also made matters worse, resulting in three of us jay-sprinting across the road to the local late night eatery to utilise the restroom. Once the 'danger' had been cleared we returned to bed - significantly less happy.

However our RA is the most precious sweetheart in the world an made this sign for our bathrooms, so waking up the following morning having had our precious beauty sleep interrupted wasn't so emotionally scarring. 

My first drink from a drinking fountain also took place this week. It was a challenging experience, honestly guys, it is a skill that requires much practise.

Last night's adventure entailed my first excursion to an American nightclub. Despite my British heritage, I did not enjoy the arduous queuing especially as we were unsure whether my British ID would be accepted. Nevertheless, we all invaded the club and sought out the dance floor. On entry to said dance floor, I gained a dance partner who got a little too close for comfort leaving me relieved when he left for the restroom while we left for another club. It's safe to say, Claz-el and the Attic have nothing on Planet.

As American's pay a teeming amount of fees they receive a lot of free perks in return for example the use of a gym without having to pay extortionate amounts for a membership or free bus shuttle service on the bus featured below when they present their ID cards. Falcon Frenzy, woo.