I'M STILL ALIVE, I TELL YOU!
Yup.

Hostel hasn't killed me yet, although the weekends are horridly dull. About a grand total of 6 from my year (including moi) stay in on the weekends on a regular basis. None of the other five I'm particularly friendly with. -__-

Socials.

Dude, how come we can't have school parties like that in the States? *sigh*.

Food.

Ohhhhh my God.

Hostel food is the BEST. It's like my tongue's heaven.... hehe. AND it's different for every meal! Woohoo! No porridge for meee~

But aaaaanyways.

I've never heard these words uttered by a fourteen year old female in the SAME SENTENCE before now:

Tartan
Bum
Dodgy
Scum
Po-TAH-to
Dahling *knee tap*
Bugger
Cool aaaas~.

Yep.

You don't PEEL po-TAH-toes, ya skin 'em.


I'm done with my rambling now. I'm going to eat po-tah-to top mince pies.