Thursday, February 27, 2014

Stirling Vignettes

this week has been really...odd. i thought it would be best to talk about it in separate little stories. also it would be weird to transition from one thing to another without sounding awkward.


 Late one night, as I was tucked up in bed, about to finish my 23rd game of SUPER JEWEL QUEST, the fire alarm went off. The fire alarms here are not the same as the ones back home. The ones here make me wish that there actually is a fire so I can burn in it and never have to listen to the obnoxious siren again. The API group had been in London for the weekend and they weren't back yet, so Kate, Camila and I shuffled into the hallway hunched over and wrapped in blankets. I had enough sense to put on boots before I went outside. The entire building emptied out into the parking lot. It was so very cold. I was so very tired. I was so not okay with any of it. We were outside for about 45 minutes, and during this time, Eliska was shivering in flip flops, Kate was slowly dying, and Camila was dancing around and laughing. Just before we were called back in, it was revealed that our friend Marianna had been cooking with the kitchen door open and it was HER that set off the alarm. We had to stand outside because she propped a door open. But, alas, all the excitement made for a quick and long sleep, which was desperately needed.  But the next morning!, while I was in the shower another fire alarm went off. I literally said to myself "Balls to that I'll just burn in here". But it was only a short drill and no one had to leave. Thank the lord.

It would not be a Raino-Ogden experience without someone getting sick. I started to get really painful headaches and super nauseous at the beginning of the week. After a lot of ibuprofen and anti-nausea/sleeping pills it was discovered that one of my wisdom teeth is growing in. Which really sucks because earlier THAT WEEK I was bragging to everyone that "my wisdom aren't even close to growing in!" The same thing happened to me when I bragged about not being lactose intolerant. Now I can barely have ice cream (I still have a lot, but I just power through it). I'm still deciding what to do with my situation. Sara said that I should wait and that hers have been growing in for a year. Nicky and Keegan say I should get it taken care of right away by someone here. Super fun times either way.

The other day, no one in the flat felt like cooking so we all decided to split a pizza. Ordering a pizza here is no joke. It takes about 25 minutes because the man on the other end has what sounds like the worst parts of both the scottish and indian accent. Kate was forced to be the one to call. The man literally had to spell out what he was trying to say because we were so oblivious to his accent. I'm the only one with enough sense to write my phone number on my phone, so my phone was used to let us know when the pizza was on the way. Kate and Nicky went down to grab it and they were down for a while. When they came back, we were informed that the delivery man was actually from Kentucky or Tennessee or something like that I honestly don't remember or care. BUT a few minutes after that I received a text from an unknown number saying "i dont normally do this but if yall want pizza from dominos sometime n im not at work i will let you use my 50 percent discount to save u some money". WOW it was amazing. It was probably the best text I had ever gotten and it wasn't even for me. What followed was me wasting a lot of precious texts talking to Nicky through him. Now, I'm not sure if Nicky likes him, but as long as she doesn't piss him off, we will be having pizza every week for almost FREESIES!

Camila has a faked severed foot. I don't know why. But it has been the reason for sooooo many laughs. They staged weird pictures using the foot, they pretended they were in the Saw movies, they hit people with it. But the best was when we used it to scare the people in the flat below us. It was pretty late and we were all gathered in the kitchen. Eliska had some left over string from hanging up balloons and we thought it would be a hoot and a half if we lowered the foot down out the window and just let it hang there so everyone could see it. As we lowered the foot down by the window below us, we heard 5 separate shrieks, all at different pitches and different intervals. I don't think I have even seen any group of people laugh harder. Elisabeth literally fell of her stool onto the ground, I think Keegan gave herself another bruise. I was straight up crying and laughing and making no sound. I wish everyone in the world could have been there to laugh with us. But it was awkward because later that night, we had a little party in our flat and the girls who we had scared came up and I felt a little bad. But not that bad.

Probably the worst thing that could happen at school happened yesterday. The entire campus lost internet. And pretty much every thing else. No calls in, no calls out. No access to computer databases. No access to facebook. Campus fell into chaos. People were wandering the grounds aimlessly. Lost without insatgram, google, music stations. Keegan and I napped cause we didn't know what else to do. I'm telling you it was terrible. I couldn't look up when or where one of my seminars was. This state of confusion lasted for 27 hours. I'm not proud of how I acted, and hopefully I'll be able to not need wifi every second while I'm here. Maybe if the weather was not constantly rain, we could walk around and not look for something that would get the most likes on instagram. When the internet came back, you could literally hear cheers coming from around campus. Twas a bonding experience for us all.




I feel like this isn't going to last, like I'm just here for vacation. How am I going to visit all the places I want to?! How am I going to explore every part of Scotland? I NEED TO DO IT ALLLLLL!!!  Sara is leaving for Prague tomorrow at 4 am. Elisabeth and I are going to both Edinburgh and Glasgow in one weekend. Next weekend we head off to Barcelona. The weekend after that, the family comes. Good lord.






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