So after my first amazing night's sleep abroad I decided I would actually start making a "journal" of sorts. However I'm going to use facebook notes since the word journal sounds kind of lame. First things first, the only thing that you really need to learn to love if you want to fit in in London (or anywhere in Europe or the UK for that matter) is some crazy techno (that sounds like party boy music from Jackass or just something that makes you want to punch a small child) or Enrique Eglesias or some type of huge slow love ballad. I swear that is all we hear, EVERYWHERE.
I swear my favorite part of London so far has to be just listening to people talk. Children are the best. Jordin and I basically listen in on all their little convos while we're on the bus or tube and it's basically the cutest thing ever. We've had to perfect not looking TOO interested as we most likely look like chimos being so involved with the conversations of 3-9 year olds. The accents really are so charming. How is it that a 4 year old child with a British accent can sound (but hopefully isn't) about 2342 times more intelligent than me? haha
The house we're living in here is a very cute little house. The neighborhood surrounding us makes me feel like I'm living in a Harry Potter movie (because I'm a nerd like that.) And guess what? WE HAVE A CUPBOARD UNDER THE STAIRS! hahaa. Jordin and me already have plans to get some glasses and a wand and take photos under there.
The lady who owns the house is awesome. She slept in the first morning and failed to give us instructions on how to get to our college the first morning though. We had to find our own way that day (which was interesting) but then returned home to a note under our door "Mollie & Jordin! So sorry about this morning. Had a WICKED hangover from last night. See you at 6 (then the six was crossed out) 6ish!" haahah. She's really laid back & has a son named Edward. (Not Edward Cullen, much to Jordin's disappointment.)
Flashing back a few days on our trip though, I totally need to tell a story from our stay in Brussels, Belgium. We went to a club/pub called Celtica which was PACKED. (Not with the hot sexy european men that I was expecting, but with mostly creepy older men and a lot of very horny Saudi Arabians.) We all were a bit disappointed when we hit the dance floor to hear a bunch of techno in weird languages we'd never heard but we danced along anyway (with confused looks on our faces that probably made us look like ruh-tards.) Soon though, they started playing music that we recognized. (Most of these were older hits from like 5 years ago in the states. Why is it that Europe is so fashion forward and beautiful, but when it comes to music they listen to songs from about 5-10 years ago?) After that went on for a while "Empire State of Mind" by Jay-Z and Alicia came on. Bless their little hearts but the freaking most hilarious thing I've ever seen is watching these people (that speak French and Flemish. {ps don't ask me what the hell that is, sounds like something you do when you get sick} attempt to sing along to American songs.) They sort of mumbled along with Jay-Z's verses and then as soon as the chorus came on it sounded like "NEWWWWWWWWW-YAWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!! *mumblemumble* Mayyyyy-UHHHHH...... DOOOOO..... " etc. In other words, EXTREMELY entertaining/hilarious.
Our night was topped off that night with some crazy Saudi Arabian man coming up to dance with Jordin. We tried doing the whole sneakily dance away from him that girls are so skilled at, but he kept coming back like a bad case of herpes. He kept muttering things at her like "I love you. Loveeee youuuuu," to her, which added to the creepiness factor. (Also, his shirt was tucked into his pants EXTREMELY tightly, another thing that added to the hilariousityness (not a word) factor. Before Jordin could escape this man (AND I AM NOT KIDDING) bit her as hard as he could, on the neck. I am thinking that he meant it to be like a sexy bite (which from a stranger, I'm not sure if those exist, but hey, what can ya do.) But it mostly came across as a crazy-I-am-an-insane-Saudi-vampire style bite. Jordin literally had a swollen HUGE bitemark on her neck for 3 days afterwards and is scarred (mentally and probably physically, for life.) Funny shit.
Well, it's 6AM here, and we start classes today, so I think I'll be getting off of here, but hopefully for my family & friends who wanted to know some of what was going on here this note helped. I make fun of it all, but it's amazing here so far! My intense clicking and clacking of my keyboard is probably going to make Jordin get up and strangle me with my sheets here shortly so that'll be all for today until next time.
xox Mollie
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