from my flat, there is a view of nothing.

Today was the last day of Butler Orientation, or sitting in a room drawing happy things like rainbows and flowers while they told us not to screw up in school. I sat to a nice boy named Dillon, who was creepily familiar to someone else in my life. He was from South Carolina, and even though he says he has no accent, HE HAS AN ACCENT.

I finally got a phone! That was nice.

Now that I officially have my Edinburgh Student Card, I feel weird. I still have my Scripps card in my wallet, so that'll never be gone. Plus, I look like a member of the drug cartel in my photo. All pale and gross. Fresher's Week is also coming up, so, basically, non stop parties. I'm going to do all the touristy things, because they're free. I'm also going to join capoeira over here, and kick the boyfriend's ass when I get back.

Lizzle, Anna, Emily, Rebecca and I explored a graveyard, like most tourists did that day. I saw more people with fancy cameras there than anywhere else. I got sore feets and we had our first fish and chips in an Irish pub. I also had my first Guinness in Scotland.

We also saw our residences! Lizzle and Anna are living in Hermit's Croft, while Rebecca is living in Pollack Halls. Both of them are very nice. I had the brilliant idea of looking at mine--Sheeens, as it's called, and I wasn't disappointed. WHen I say that, I mean it wasn't in a ghetto. It wasn't on the ice planet of Hoth. It was in a random neighborhood. Looking over...the adjacent wall.

I'm excited about tomorrow, though. Finally getting settled in will be nice. Unpacking, I think, will make me realize that I'm actually in Scotland. Haven't yet.

I skyped with the boyfriend today, which was very nice. It was nice to hear his voice.