Korridorfest

"We can't do it better, but longer." - Simon Winterberg on the people of Switzerland, and no, I'm not sure what he was referring to.


Last night was so fun! We had a Tour des Chambres just the people in the corridor, which was lovely. I made Rum & Coke, Elif bought Guinness, Tobias made White Russians and we listened to the Russian National Anthem, Theresia had wine and French music, Caroline had...I forget, oh wait it was Sangria! Vesna made Jagerbombs, Robin and Jackie made delicious, hand made, fresh mint Mojitos...oh so good. Anders had just a shot of vodka...not so good, but whatever. I think that's all of us that were there. It was so fun just sitting and talking to people in a small setting. Then we had some friends come over after we 'tour'ed all the 'chambres'. Jonas came and brought some friends, but they left for Lunds nation after just a short while. Michelle and Terry came, too, with two other people but they left shortly as well. So it was me and a bunch of Swedes, and Elif (who's Albanian) and Jackie (who is Robin's girlfriend from Australia, but she's been living in Sweden for a year and a half). And I wouldn't have had it any other way. Swedish people are so well-spoken, even if their English isn't perfect, they always have good insightful things to say. Most of the talk was about what I thought about Sweden before I came here, what are Swedish stereotypes, etc. Robin then brought up how when he was in New York with some friends, everyone thought they were gay. So then I went on the whole night trying to describe what makes someone look gay and why Swedish guys fit that profile. Personally, Robin is like the straightest looking Swedish guy I've met. He doesn't do a lot of the tight clothes and his head is shaved. All Swedish guys are just so clean and shiny and bright. It's weird, but that's how I would describe them. Plus some wear really tight jeans and t-shirts and don't have chest hair or shave it all off. Swedish girls are just more subtle about it. They wear a lot of black and grey and white. Unless it's a club or fancy party, I don't really see Swedish girls wearing colors.

Anyway, I feel like I'm rambling a bit. One more thing though. Tobias got really drunk because he kept refilling his White Russian until it was gone. So, as a result, he was talking to me in Swedish and everyone else in English. He was hilarious. I talked to one of his friends for a really long time in the kitchen, and now I don't think I even got his name...but whatever. He'll be back for my birthday party...he promised. Haha.

My package still hasn't arrived, it's been two weeks. But my corridormates reassured me there will be a slip left in my box saying where to pick it up when it arrives. I hope it's soon. And all of you should send me things. Even if it's just a letter, it's so great to get mail that I can actually read! (All of the flyers and newspapers and things are in Swedish of course.) My address is below, just in case. And now, the rest of my day will be spent studying and watching Project Runway. Tomorrow to Helsingborg!

Magistratsvagen 55 B:208
226 44 Lund
Sweden