I'm from Holland...Where F***K you from?

I would like to start off this entry with a video. My friends Lily, Michelle and Caroline all went to Amsterdam this past weekend. While they were there they went to this club where they heard this song. When they came back they made sure to show everyone here the song. (Warning: Has some adult language in it)


I think this may have been the longest I have gone without a blog since I have gotten here. School work is starting to pile up and everyone is getting stressed out. I think that one of the major things that I will walk away from this trip with, will be a good sense of time management (Was that a coherent sentence? I just woke up and still am not fully awake). Anyway...

After our trip to Venlo on Saturday, we were going to go to Nijmegen on Sunday but we decided that we had too much work to do so we just stayed at the Castle. That was such a good decision. Sunday was one of the most perfect days. The sky was bright blue, the temperature was perfect. You could wear a T-Shirt and jeans and be perfectly fine. Blake and I ended up sitting on a blanket outside for a few hours and just reading and doing work.

After a wonderful day on Sunday, I had a horrible day yesterday. First of all it is the day when I have my 6 hour acting class. We needed to prepare a scene with a partner. I did mine with my friend Tory. We didn't pick a scene until maybe Wednesday or Thursday and then she went to Amsterdam Friday after class so we barely had any time to practice. Then a few hours before class she found out she was switching classes because our class had 14 and the other only had 6. But she still had to go to my class to do these scenes. We were the last ones to go, and I just completely froze up and forgot about half of the lines. It was really embarrassing. When class was over all I wanted to do was go to bed and forget about everything, but I still had to do some work for today. Luckily it only took maybe a half hour to do and then I went down the street to the Linden with Lily, Caroline, Michelle and Blake to just sort of unwind a little. PS to anyone reading this thinking that I had turned into an alcoholic since I have come to Europe, you are wrong. Whenever I say I go to a bar, I usually only have one drink and sometimes none at all. The other night I was that guy drinking a 7up in a bar.

I woke up this morning and it is pouring rain. I have to go to my ethics class in a little more than an hour which I am really not looking forward to. Oh well, I live in a castle.