A Night at the Roxbury.

So last night we had our second weekly cooking night, and we made Mexican food. There is no Mexican food to be found in Paris, which is unfortunate to say the least. We decided to have a taco night because we (especially those of us spoiled in California) were going through withdrawals. It was seriously the most amazing meal ever. It was probably because I just haven't had it in so long (missing De Neve fiesta night for sure), though, since it was not up to the standard of real Mexican food since we still had to buy the ingredients here. And the taco shells were super stale. Because they had to ship them all the way from Mexico. And are probably from like 2 years ago since no one here apparently eats Mexican food. Anyway, there was a huge group of us this time, and one girl brought like three other guys that none of us knew and we were all like how did these people even get here. It was fun, though. After, we all went over to the dorms and one of the kids who is apparently a bartender made not great mojitos. It looks like everyone just hangs out in the basement of the dorms and drinks, which is really strange to me haha. There were these two kids there who go to UCSB, and they were kind of hating on UCLA (I later found out that they wanted to go there and didn't get in...yeah). But they were super obnoxious. At this point, we had separated from about half the group, so we went to find them over at another dorm building. It was supposed to be this "Tour de France" thing where each floor was a different city in France featuring the corresponding wine. We only saw one floor, though, and I didn't see any wine. They offered us drinks, so I meticulously watched the guy making mine, because I've seen Veronica Mars. Also I'm not an idiot. The party was kind of fun, I guess. It was super crowded and really hot, though. Also, it was the engineering building, and everyone was wearing lab coats and it was kind of weird. We also quickly found out that they LOVE "California Girls" by Katy Perry, because they played it at least 5 times (5 times at the party, not counting when the three random guys at dinner found a video of it with lyrics on the computer and sang along). Also, each time they played it they would point and sing to me and Kristen, the other girl from UCLA. I asked one of the guys if he knew what Daisy Dukes were and he was like, "Yeah, Daisy Duck, like a duck. Un canard." I was like, "Um...not quite" haha. We were kind of dancing for a while and then I looked up and saw two guys (in lab coats) doing the whole "A Night at the Roxbury" "me, him, him, me" pointing back and forth thing, and I was like "Oh no, here it comes...." And then the two guys just sandwiched me and started like bumpin' and grindin' and I was like "OMG I am extremely uncomfortable at this moment." Even though I knew it was going to happen, I did not have enough time to mentally prepare myself. I just stood there with my arms super close to my sides and kind of curled in on myself until they stopped after kind of knocking me into the coffee table resulting in a large bruise on my knee. Yeah, good times. The party got kind of boring after a while and more people came and more people were smoking and it was hot and I couldn't breathe, so I took off around 1:30 and came home. I'm glad I went, I guess, but I don't think I'll be going to another party at the Engineering frat anytime soon.

Today, I woke up and watched Bones, which was great haha. I had class at 2, so after Bones I got ready and ate lunch and everything and then headed to campus. Class was kind of boring and super long, but oh well. We watched like 30 minutes of a movie and there was absolutely no dialogue. It was kind of nice because we didn't have to try and understand, but it also wasn't the most exciting thing. After Mado and I were walking around, and I found a post office because I had to mail something (obv). On one of the signs, it said priority to people in wheelchairs and pregnant woman. There was a little symbol for each condition. The first, a wheelchair, the second, a profile of a stick figure with a big stomach with her hands supporting her back. It was pretty funny. To conclude my super exciting day Guillemette and Olivier (and Adrien!) are here for dinner. Some people are doing a picnic at the Eiffel Tower tonight, which sounds fun, but the idea of physically going there does not sound so fun. It's far and has been evacuated a few times recently due to terror threats.

Tomorrow is our excursion to Giverny! We're doing a bike tour at Monet's gardens. I'm super excited and plan on taking oodles of pictures for your viewing pleasure :)

Also I keep forgetting and never have my camera when I see it, but in the parking lot near the house there is a bubble gum pink car. And it's a small European car aka it belongs in the circus. That is all. For now.

À bientot!