Cups? Not Cops. Cups.

      The last two days have not been what I call productive, but they've been entertaining nonetheless.
      My Sex in the Services class was completely cancelled due to a professor's surgery. This is a huge bummer, but Exeter has a lot of interesting history classes so I have moved on to African popular culture. I clearly have no background knowledge on this, but I'm willing to give it a try! Tomorrow I will (hopefully) finally get to go to a class. I won't be saying much, but I will get to talk to my professor (who is supposed to be awesome). The history department was infinitely more helpful than English, who just kept running me around (my English class was also cancelled all week because of a death in the professor's family, but I had already been to the class twice before I got an email telling me this). Bit of a fresh start tomorrow!
     I am super duper happy that I ended up in Lafrowda S block, pretty sure our building is the best. :) Floors 1, ground, and the basement are planning a bunch of dinners and house parties. My flat is just one big happy family, we hang out in the kitchen a lot and just have a lot of fun. The title of this entry is a quote from Jessica trying to enunciate but being more confusing than if she didn't. Ben said he'll teach us one French word every day, so maybe dad's goal of me learning French will pan out (ish).
     Our student bar, The Ram, is cool also; it's open every night and it's a nice place to meet up with everyone. The past couple nights we've either met there or stayed there to have a drink. Every Friday they have karaoke ("Rameoke").
    British people love standing in lines (cueing). It's bizarre, but it seems to be a national pastime. You have to go out for the bars at like 8 or 9. I think this is crazy, and I go out at like 10:30. My flatmates from Peru and France don't go out until like the crack of dawn, so I don't know how they are adjusting!
    British people also love unhealthy food. One of our orientation events was a cream tea. It's a scone with clotted cream and jelly on it; it pretty much is a heart attack on a scone. Delicious though. S family Robinson met a bunch of girls from G block, including the other UOttawa student, Jen (who's from Grimsby!). Small world? They are all super nice. It's insane adding like 20 new people who you've met once or twice and hope you can find them again at some point.
    Elena and I went out today and I bought the cuuutest little straightener and more food. We couldn't find a used book store anywhere and were told to just put in an enormous amazon order. Too bad I needed a book read a week ago. I had to go back out to the bank and had a fiasco there as well, but if I use the ATM apparently I'll be okay.
    I am so exhausted from the mountain that is this town, I thought I was in shape enough for this kind of incline (but I don't know if its something you can prepare for). Good night!