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I have felt really "bad" lately. To preface this, my bad is really pathetic compared to other people's bads. I'm definitely making friends with the party people, though. Luckily, the party people here seem to be much more accepting of me than they are in Chicago. In Chicago, I feel like I can't go out with people who are drinking and not drink because the drinking people don't really like that. Here, no one really cares. I went out with a bunch of drunk people last night and it was fine. No one even really noticed I wasn't drinking. But, a couple were way too drunk for my tastes. I still had fun, though. We were playing pool and we were all really bad.

The other morning I was really tired and jet-lagged. I hadn't slept for more than 33 hours and even at that, I hadn't slept well when I did. So, we were supposed to meet at 10 am for an orientation at the AThens Centre--the program who is housing us. I must have turned off my alarm (I've never done that before!) and I woke up at 10:43! So, I had to walk in late while the director of the center was giving a speech. I felt so bad! What an awful first impression. Later that day, I thought I lost my keys and was freaking out. Turned out they were in my bag, exactly where I knew I put them, but underneath a fold I didn't look through.

Then, my friend had some herbal tobacco from a Native American reservation in AZ, so we were smoking it. Everyone thought we were smoking pot (I have to admit, that's exactly what it looked like).

Okay, maybe that's it. Not that bad, I guess.