When you get a bunch of drunk 20-22 year olds together for a birthday celebration with a theme like golf pros, it’s always a little bit scary. After spending hours getting ready to meet Scott et al. at a bar around the corner we finally departed in pretty rough condition. Me of course being the only sensible one as always, but the problem was I had to grounge some outfit together since I had nothing. When I arrived I met a bunch of the other Erasmus students that I didn’t know but had met through Facebook group and all, but the most exciting of all was meeting Anne and Dan, pictured above at the two extremes.

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When I met Anne she was so interested to say hi and such, and then out of nowhere she started to think that I was familiar to her for some reason and couldn’t quite put her finger on who I was. After I repronouced my name as osky, she started to freak out screaming “OMG IT’S OSKY.” Apparently I was a legend with everyone and they all though that I never existed becasue they had never seen me. So after we laughed it up a bit she decided to refer this occasion as a ‘rare Osky-bird’ sighting but I assured her it wouldn’t be the last time. After she took another sip of her wine, she realized that I hadn’t met Dan yet, who formed a disccusion group, topic on me of course. I hadn’t formally met him, but we messaged each other in Facebook many times, so it was a huge thing. I heard some screams in the back of the pub and then a huge crowd of people gathered to meet me because they were so curious as to whom I was. Dan was the most excited since he finally was able to meet me and in his most gentlemanly introduction he attempted to pronounce my full name and gave up half-way through. He was shocked that I was there but very happy and then we had this picture taken by Anne since she was convinced she would never see me again. She’s so lovely though. We went to Salamandre right after Rock City and by this point everyone was in rough condition, but since it’s dancing I could blend in and pretend to be drunk too. It was awesome to just dance around and not have to worry. Notice above how suddenly I became a cartoon thanks to the magic of technology and Matt’s computer.

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After hours and hours of running around dancing and such we finally called it a night and walked home in the freezing cold evening, but not before more pictures of the golfing stars. The music that night sucked, quite frankly, but it didn’t matter since I was meeting so many people and then was subject and witness to embarrassing moments which I won’t detail, since I don’t want to ruin the future lives so many future lawyers! Next up, or so I’m told is going on Monday night when we celebrate Siân and Dan’s finishing of exams (finally) which means that trouble is a-foot again, but thankfully no theme.

So after the last few days of sleeping, classes, and more sleeping I suppose I’ve gotten back to a normal routine. The heating in my room does not function, what a surprise?! And on top of this I still haven’t gotten a request for heath appointment for my carte de séjour, so I’m still illegial. Go team illegial residence in Europe! I will go on Wednesday to the Prefecture to sort it out since it’s the only day where I have time. Apart from that, spending large sums of money on food to restock up, and getting settled has been good. Teachers are shocked to hear I was in a hurricane, and my French was a little rusty along (oddly) with my English, which had hardly been used in three weeks.

I’ve been informed that this Saturday, also known as tomorrow, Scott and Laura are having a conjoined birthday party celebration since their birthdays were on New Years, and obviously nobody could celebrate. It will also be a celebration party for most people who finished exams on Friday in the Erasmus programme. I’m an honourary Erasmus student so I qualify for all the awesome perks, like events! I will have to find golf attire, since they insist that there are tons of people in theme. This could be a struggle as I’m already struggling with clothings, but we shall see.

Also Charlotte took me out shopping during the huge sales here in Strasbourg to get some pairs of jeans since I’m struggling and I want something more ‘fitted.’ I found two really nice pairs which are a little small but they are great, and they actually fit and together only costed 40€ which is an amazing buy. 40% off each of them, and they make me look better too as opposed to dirty and boring! I am still in search of a ‘fitted’ top to make me hot, but the only thing that fit and wasn’t too large was 69€ and quite frankly I’m not forking out that much money for a bloody shirt. Maybe thirty, but that’s about it and it better be a nice damned shirt for that! The search goes on.