Friday 30th September
I fancy a break from playing pool, a record of 21W to 1L is good enough for now. However there was another pool i was particularly looking forward to....the pool party this afternoon.
The morning saw a lie-in (thankfully no more forms came through, nor were there any flatmates banging on my door at god-knows-what time) from 1am, all the way to 10:30 (lucky me). The days plan was focused on work until 3pm, when the pool party would kick off
But of course, the obvious happened. What i had planned had been blown to smithereens thanks to Youtube. So after wasting away for 4 hours in front of the screen, all I had accomplished was 1 blog update and about 500 views of Whose Line Is It Anyway clips. (never before have I felt sorry for my internet history list until now). Of course there was a 30 minute break inbetween to grab a bite to eat, A nice and healthy sandwich from the better version of Subway...ironically called SubVersions. A footlong turkey and ham club sandwich filled to the brim with salad (yes mum, I said SALAD) for $5, when normaly it would top $8 "EPIC WIN"
3pm came, and I met up with my friends who had arranged the party. I thought that I wouldn't take my camera, since it might get wet. In hindsight I did right by not bringing the camera, but not for that reason. At most the pool had 12 people in, and it wasn't what you would call a pool party, just a bunch of people meeting by a small body of water, chatting away and playing Marco Polo in the deep end, where the small people couldn't catch us.
At some point, we had a competition as to how fast people could swim from one side to the other and back. It was roughly 20 metres 1 way and people were taking about 50 secs to 1 minute. I thought I could easily beat that, and add that to the list that I beat most Americans at (or whoever is around me at the time)
" Ready, Set, Go" ...................................................."AAAAARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHH"
No that was not me practicing my pirate impression, which needs improvement anyway, but that i just developed a Charlie-Horse (leg cramp) as i kicked away from the wall. I'm floating around in agony as the pain ripped all around my right calf. I slowly (and quite awkwardly) made my way out of the pool still writing in pain. I normally get these when i wake up and immediately move my leg. After half an hour of relieving the pain, I decided not to continue, barely being able to walk at this time.
By about 5:30pm, everyone had enough and left. Some of us had agreed to meet up later for a small party. (this would later turn out to be the biggest mistake i had made in the 2 weeks I have been here, overtaking the decision to take a Senior level class at a Junior standing)
3 more hours passed, and i managed to complete one of my assignments. Unfortunately it was the one that was due in 11 days, not 4 like the other one. not the smartest move, but it was still progress, less work to do on Saturday i suppose.
9pm, and we all met up at someones flat. my first taste of an American house party on a tiny scale, imagine 6 people in a living room on the top floor of the apartment complex, home to about 300 students. In comparison, my complex is about the same size, but houses about 200. Ignoring that, I was aware of a bottle of whisky being passed around. Now being a minor, i elected to stay off the sauce, being that i could technically have my study visa revoked and sent back to England, to face the wrath of my parents.
Those of you who live in terraced housing or flats will probably guess what coming if i say we were making too much noise. ..... ....... ....... Yup, someone complained. it was 10:30 and despite 'quiet hours' not coming into effect until midnight, someone called the campus cops. They were only going to come to tell us to turn the volume down, but as soon as they saw 1 lad, only 18 and off his face, they assumed ALL of us were intoxicated.
They sat us all down, and made a note of our I.D. We then explained how much each person had to drink. I explained that I was sober; had nothing to drink because it would threaten my visa. In the end, all of us were escorted off the premises. Me being sober, i was allowed to leave unaccompanied, but placed on house (in this case, flat) arrest until morning. I was told to expect a letter from the campus police chief to explain myself and my involvement. To this very moment, i still haven't recieved anything, but i will be checking my inbox at least twice a day for that letter.
Still rattled from the scolding the police gave everyone, I lay in my bed trying to get to sleep. It took me about 3 hours to get to sleep, and even then I wouldn't sleep very well.
Great, Just Great. Been here less than 2 weeks and i'm already in trouble (metaphorically), this is gonna be a long year..........
Side-note: out of respect and avoiding incriminating anyone, ALL photos and videos were deleted. Shame, it had been a great party until then
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