Not so important but are more everyday kind of details. First, I tried to go to an English night last night but couldn't find it. I ran into some Irish girls who I had met at the dorm when they were checking in. We were walking around a street that is like 6th Street in Austin, and I realized I am not only too old for 6th Street, I'm too old for any street that's purpose is purely drunkeness (expect for maybe Burbon Street, no one is ever too old for that). I also am not sure that I can go out with much younger exchange students. It's a totally different mentality. We can have a coffee, go for a walk, but maybe not go to bars. I need to find adults to hang out with. I've also seen a bunch of American students who are doing the same program I did here 9 years ago. They serve as a reminder of how much one can change in a decade. It's nice to see them, though. The innocence of arriving in a foreign country makes me smile.
Second, I have become a little OCD about keeping my dorm room clean. If I don't get a mop and a broom soon, I might freak out. I've contemplated stealing the toilet bowl brushes in the university bathrooms but decided that much like going out to drinking streets, I'm too old for that.
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you could always go borrow them to clean and then return them... just sayin' :)
ReplyDeleteToo old for "drinking streets"...maybe. Too old to thieve cleaning equipment...Never! But that's my warped view of the world. Love ya!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Ladies. I know own a toilet brush. Woo hoo!
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