Another Night Out and Bridget Jones
It's Saturday night, about 9:30, and if I were any sort of proper student, I would be preparing to go out again. But I'm nowhere near a proper student, thus I am sitting in the Microlab and typing for all of you. A little later on, I may watch Pleasantville with one of my flatmates, maybe do some reading for class - I am so boring! Actually, it's just making up for the absolute madness which was last night. I'll recap...
So, you read about the boredom last night, well, once we went out (that is, myself, Christina and Nicole - the girls from DC) the boredom was completely gone. We had a couple cheap drinks at Potterrow (a student union building) then headed for the Three Sisters Pub. It was entirely packed, full of Stag parties, we guessed. In Scotland, bachelor parties are called "stag parties" and bachelorette parties are called "hen parties". I don't think they really do the whole stripper thing, but they sure do go crazy in the pubs. So anyhow, we danced to some really great music - everything from Help! by the Beatles to Yeah by Usher, Ludacris, etc. - and made some interesting acquaintances - hah - but it was definitely a good time. Well, we partied there until it closed at 1 AM, then headed down the road (we were on Cowgate) to a club called Siglo which was open until 3. It was so cute, we went up to the door and the bouncers just kind've stood there so I was like "well, do you need ID?" and the one was like "No...just a snog!" We laughed and headed in without snogging the bouncers, needless to say, but it was cute nevertheless. We then danced for 2 more hours in Siglo, making the acquaintance of quite a few adorable Scots (I, for some reason, am an attractor of the really mad ones - I don't know why, but it's how it always goes), even though we could barely hear them over the music. The walk home at 3 AM was lovely, but what was even better was the grilled cheese sandwiches I made when I got back to the flat...mmmmm....
Today, since I didn't get to sleep until after 4, I slept, then read quite a bit, then went to a showing (The Diet Coke Film Festival showing, to be exact) of Bridget Jones' Diary - LOVE THIS MOVIE! Actually it made me miss our own Brigit, because she looks quite a bit like Renee Zellweger (this Scottish man did a really adorable introduction before they showed the film, and he pronounced Renee like "Rennie" - so odd). But a wonderful film, and a really chill day. Then back to the flat for more reading, Pamela's welcome-home from Fort William (inclusive of an eating of her mum's homemade carrot cake), and a massive group devouring of Chinese takeout. Now I'm here. Quite uneventful really. Supposedly, the UK's top ten films include Gladiator, Bridget Jones, Love Actually (because nobody does romantic comedies quite like the British), Pulp Fiction, Dirty Dancing, Pretty Woman, Lord of the Rings, and that's all I can remember at the moment. Interesting list though. If someone in the States has the Diet Coke list of America's top ten films, I'd be interested in hearing the results.
It was another pretty nice day though, and Arthur's Seat was calling me again. It's about 800 feet high, just daunting enough for me to not want to take it on all by me onesies (ah, Pirates of the Caribbean slip). Speaking of which, my flatmates bought this most excellent poster of Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow for the living room - yummy. Anyhow, pretty uneventful stuff today but I want to write about a couple topics in the future: Dirty Sanchez, Glasgow in TIME Magazine, and human rights in Britain. Will do later, I promise. Cheers.
So, you read about the boredom last night, well, once we went out (that is, myself, Christina and Nicole - the girls from DC) the boredom was completely gone. We had a couple cheap drinks at Potterrow (a student union building) then headed for the Three Sisters Pub. It was entirely packed, full of Stag parties, we guessed. In Scotland, bachelor parties are called "stag parties" and bachelorette parties are called "hen parties". I don't think they really do the whole stripper thing, but they sure do go crazy in the pubs. So anyhow, we danced to some really great music - everything from Help! by the Beatles to Yeah by Usher, Ludacris, etc. - and made some interesting acquaintances - hah - but it was definitely a good time. Well, we partied there until it closed at 1 AM, then headed down the road (we were on Cowgate) to a club called Siglo which was open until 3. It was so cute, we went up to the door and the bouncers just kind've stood there so I was like "well, do you need ID?" and the one was like "No...just a snog!" We laughed and headed in without snogging the bouncers, needless to say, but it was cute nevertheless. We then danced for 2 more hours in Siglo, making the acquaintance of quite a few adorable Scots (I, for some reason, am an attractor of the really mad ones - I don't know why, but it's how it always goes), even though we could barely hear them over the music. The walk home at 3 AM was lovely, but what was even better was the grilled cheese sandwiches I made when I got back to the flat...mmmmm....
Today, since I didn't get to sleep until after 4, I slept, then read quite a bit, then went to a showing (The Diet Coke Film Festival showing, to be exact) of Bridget Jones' Diary - LOVE THIS MOVIE! Actually it made me miss our own Brigit, because she looks quite a bit like Renee Zellweger (this Scottish man did a really adorable introduction before they showed the film, and he pronounced Renee like "Rennie" - so odd). But a wonderful film, and a really chill day. Then back to the flat for more reading, Pamela's welcome-home from Fort William (inclusive of an eating of her mum's homemade carrot cake), and a massive group devouring of Chinese takeout. Now I'm here. Quite uneventful really. Supposedly, the UK's top ten films include Gladiator, Bridget Jones, Love Actually (because nobody does romantic comedies quite like the British), Pulp Fiction, Dirty Dancing, Pretty Woman, Lord of the Rings, and that's all I can remember at the moment. Interesting list though. If someone in the States has the Diet Coke list of America's top ten films, I'd be interested in hearing the results.
It was another pretty nice day though, and Arthur's Seat was calling me again. It's about 800 feet high, just daunting enough for me to not want to take it on all by me onesies (ah, Pirates of the Caribbean slip). Speaking of which, my flatmates bought this most excellent poster of Johnny Depp as Jack Sparrow for the living room - yummy. Anyhow, pretty uneventful stuff today but I want to write about a couple topics in the future: Dirty Sanchez, Glasgow in TIME Magazine, and human rights in Britain. Will do later, I promise. Cheers.
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