It's Like a Real Weekend!

Yesterday we started at 11 am which isn't too bad, however, it was once again a time for the professors to call it a 'lecture' while they basically are just chatting and having a discussion with the speaker.  I don't have professors who do this in Int'l Affairs and I will be happy to be done with these guys.  Don't get me wrong, these are brilliant men.  I mean, they write books, are considered the top experts in their fields, they have doctorates and come from Brown University, etc., etc. but they sometimes are lacking when they make decisions that 'will be good for the group.'  Dang!  Anywho, after we were done with the speaking time... 2 hours later, we were free for the day! Woo hoo!  I was able to get some money finally, I went and bought some snacks for when we go to Poland because they apparently have no grab-n-go type of food places.  I don't know what I will do without my Chinese food! Just kidding.  I came back and read for my paper and washed some roos (good thing!) and took a quick nap while I waited for my roomie to get back from the Homosexual Museum.  Believe it or not, this group was extremely persecuted during the Nazi era.  Definitely more so than you might imagine and since my roomie is writing her paper about it, she went to this museum.  Then we went to Hard Rock Cafe!  There was a bachelor party there, a bunch of Irishmen who were already drunk when we got there.  And on our other side were 4 Americans in the Air Force stationed at Rammstein.  The Irishmen got rowdy and a tad bit out of control because one minute I'm sipping my beer and the next minute I look over and see the tiny bald Irishman standing right in plain view with his pants down.  That's right, we got a full frontal.  Really gross, especially when you are eating.  Next thing, he's tapping on my roomie's shoulder, apologizing for exposing himself.  We didn't care, we just didn't want him near us.  So then our waitress came up and was like, I have to tell you something about these two groups of men sitting on either side of you.  Irishmen tend to misbehave when they are drunk.  American men tend to misbehave either way! I laughed of course but come on, not every American is a drunk asshole.  And she said this knowing full well that we were Americans.  Oh well.  Good times anyway.  Then some of us went to an Irish pub and met up with the Air Force guys where the waiter dumped almost an entire tray of drinks on this guy in our group.  Poor kid.  But on the bright side, he got a free beer and us girls who lost our drinks got free shots.  So that was a bonus!  And then our friends left and my roomie and I went to this place called 'Club Q-Dorf' with the Air Force homies.  We had a great time because it was like 5 clubs in one.  We went back and forth between the hip hop part and the techno part.  My roomie and I danced like fools but it was fun because we were actually sober so we were able to steer clear of the creepy guys!  The drinks are EXPENSIVE!!!!! Wowsas!  What was the best was watching all the German dudes dancing to the techno music!!  They loved it!  And it was mostly just the dudes dancing, only a couple of girls.  Made me smile.  And in the Hip Hop part, everyone loved it but the songs were SO OLD!  It was fantastic!  I mean, they played P. Diddy back when he was still Puffy!  And for those of you who don't know what I mean, well just know it was the late 90s that these songs were coming from!  After we decided to leave, the nice American fellas made sure we got in to a cab ok and then we got home at like 3-ish and all was well!  And now, I'm just working on school work all day.  It sucks but I have the time to do it so I should.  Until next time...