Of Air Fresheners, Cows and Fabulous Friends

FREEEEEEEEDDDDOOOOOOOMMMM!!!!

Do you know what happened an hour ago? Oh, actually 2. Wow, time flies when I'm procrastinating. Anyway, at 8pm tonight, I, Eleana, was in Walmart. I was in Walmart. I Was In Walmart After The Buses Stopped! See, most people here have a car, and have had one since they were like 12 or something, because America has weird laws where a person can't drink until they're 21, but they're allowed to drive when they're still not big enough to see over the steering wheel. They've had a car forever, so I'm not sure they can truly understand how over the moon I am with owning a car. Well, except when they ask me about it and the first thing I do is squeal and do my little hopping dance of delight before telling them how much having a car rocks. Which I actually do, this is not a fabrication.

I'm sure the novelty will wear off at some point and I can be as cooly nonchalant as everyone else. But for the moment, I am a child with a new toy. An expensive toy, which I am also completely freaked out about. Every time I come out of my building, I am absolutely certain someone has already bashed their door into it or it's been stolen. Every time! It is very stressful leaving my apartment at the moment. Along with the novelty, I assume this will wear off also. I hope.

The day I got it, I drove to Walmart and entered a section I'd never before had a reason to step into..... the Auto section. And boy oh boy do I know nothing about cars. For about 92% of the section I am unable to either identify the products, or tell you how you use them. The air-freshener section? I am all over that. My favourite is anything that smells like berries or sweets, which people who have smelt my perfume collection will totally understand. I also bought a steering wheel cover. Not one of those fluffy zebra pattern ones (uck) but a nice leather one with silver/white detailing. Y'know, cause I'm a girl. It's so pretty! Getting it on the steering wheel was a bitch. I accidentally honked a random person in the car park. I'm never taking it off.

The part of the auto section I am looking forward to perusing next is the gadget and gizmo section.... but I've made myself wait until I get paid. Apparently social security numbers take bloody ages to come through. Who knew? And I decided my priority was to eat rather than pimp out my ride with LED lights. Which I'm not saying I'll do.....

I am coming to the end of a rather painful couple of weeks where I had to be writing assignments basically every day. I can see the light. Just one more to go, which I should be doing instead of blogging, but so far I've successfully put it off for... oooh.... 95 hours so why stop now. After this, I have at least 2 weeks where all I need to do is the reading for classes. Happy days. Oh, and there's a trip to New Orleans coming up so muchos fun is soon to be had! The only thing that could make it better is if I could actually drive down to New Orleans in my lovely car. But that would be silly as I have free transport provided. And it would add many many miles to the metre. Which is something I now have to worry about.

You'll all be ecstatic to know that I have been socialising, which I know you've all been worried about (which is sarcasm, just in case Sheldon Cooper is reading this). Making friends somewhere new has always been the thing I have been most worried about every time I've gone somewhere new, and it's always worked out. Well, seeing as I have the weird housemate situation where only one of my housemates is good at being friendly and, well, present, I've been hoping to make some really good friends outside of my living space. And I found them! My course mates are the best group of course mates I have probably ever had.

Walking into my first history class a month ago and listening to all the second years catching up with each other and knowing everyone, I was wondering if I could become that comfortable with them, seeing as that had been something I wasn't very good at back in the Birmingham days. Tell you what though, these kids are awesome. Everyone knows each other and gets on well. They are constantly inviting everyone to dinner and to their place for a party (wish I could do that but my housing situation..... yeah). We hang out at football games, which means that for the first time I actually have tents where I'm invited to take part rather than attempting to gate crash one because I'm hungry. And the closeness means that it's much easier to speak out in class, because even if what you say is stupid, the laughter is definitely not mean (very primary school outlook, I know, but we all have our insecurities and there's mine). I know some of them read this so I just want to say thank you, because you're making a Brit very happy 4800 miles away from home (I originally wrote 3000 miles, but my Dad corrected me. Good to know he's still at home, being awesome).

And soppyness over. Phew. So I'm not going to go into Ole Miss' epic defeat against Texas last night because... well.... it pains me. I am a very optimistic person (usually) and I really thought we had a chance. But I do know why they won..... they brought a cow with them. A REAL LIFE COW. Or a bull, actually, Becca said it was a bull. But still, that's crazy, you can't bring livestock to a football game. Next time, Ole Miss should bring a live bear. And if any opponent tries to break away for a touch down, we set the bear loose. It's food for thought, that's all I'm saying.

So Packed!

Oh fine, I'll get back to that damn essay. Seriously, cannot get used to having homework again. Although my motivation levels have never been high.....

Maybe I'll watch a movie.....

TTFN!