I never thought I'd say (or feel) this, but St Louis is starting to feel like home.
Everything has fallen into place and it's freaking awesome.
I was allowed to drop a subject after some persuasive emails to the right people.
I've figured out how to open my locker, after only 2 weeks of trying.
I no longer get a sore butt from riding my bike everywhere.
Only one of my teachers uses the socratic method so I only have to prepare for one class.
The on campus events that provide free food and drink seem to be a regular thing.
I've built up a nice summer tan without having to go to the beach (although Teresa thinks I've been tanning on my rooftop).
Kind friends with cars have been willing to help a brother out.
I reached a new level of (in)sanity after having not slept for over 24 hours because we decided it would be good to catch a 3:30am 6 hour bus to Chicago.
I went to Chicago.
I ate enough free chocolate to fill a legitimate pinata at the WashU Student Activities Fair (think market day with all the society stalls - Reese's Peanut Butter Cups are my favourite).
I feel like my blogging skills are lapsing into a rut and that I can no longer write properly. I think its all the broken English I've been lazing into around my friends.
Gotham City
I have to live with this guy.
Me in Chicago.
The underside of the big bean sculpture in Millennium Park which is far too entertaining for the simple minded.
View of Chicago from Willis Tower.
Squeezing 9 people into a taxi - 3 in the back, 5 in the middle, 1 with the luxury of the front seat.
Roy Lichtenstein at the Art Institute
All the girls at the Thursday bar review.
Teresa's new favourite hobby: self-potraits. We had just run from one building into another through a storm and the excitement of it called for a photo.
A happy elephant at the St Louis Zoo in Forest Park. It's only a 15 minute bike ride from my house and is free! But a Saturday morning is not the best time to go if you don't like stepping on small children.
Me next to the elephant.
Getting my greens.
Refer to previous caption a few photos up.
Jacopo and Ben at Drunken Fish - we tried peach and mango infused sake. I recommend it a million times more than the bacon bloody mary that I tried a couple weeks ago.
Sara, Akele, Veronica, Teresa and I at a Sunday BBQ hosted by a mad American-Korean dude named Sam and his wife.
