a{meri}can campus

On the first day of 'school', it is tradition to drink from the Old Well to bring luck in exams; people chiming "let's hope it gives me a straight 4.0!" in the line. I queued for maybe 20 minutes, until the girl who was next to me in the queue, got to the front and literally went, "Nahhh, I'm gonna split and go to class I don't have time for this" - What? We have just waited for 20 minutes, and you are the NEXT one?!! Baffled, I got my pic and 'split'. 

The campus is huge. Picture Nate and Hayley wandering through big green quads in series 1 of One Tree Hill and you wouldn't be far wrong. (Though haven't met any boys who look like him...yet). Every stereotype seems to meet my expectations, and the campus certainly looks picturesque. It is certainly different from being in Edinburgh and being able to nip in Zara on the way to uni, as you have to get a car to any shop, or Target (which they LOVE - it's like a superstore Tesco), and Michael's which is basically TK Maxx. But luckily it seems that a lot of people have their cars here, as most people are from NC as it is cheaper to go to college in-state. It isn't unusual for people never to have left the States either. I am still waiting for someone to ask me whether I was friends with K-Mid though...

However - there is one thing that Americans have got wrong. Yoga class. 150 people in a huge sports hall, doing 'downward facing dog' to Disclosure and Rudimental is not O.K. The instructor was bouncing around with her microphone, giving what some might call inspirational encouragement, while others, myself included, were simply bewildered by this mad yoga session. But, on the other hand, at least everyone was looking stylish in their 'Norts' (Nike shorts). (I have also learnt that you have to stay on-brand for trainers too.) 

Weather Update:
The weather in North Carolina is erratic. One minute it is 30 degrees, the next it is a downpour. And we thought it could rain in Manchester - oh no, this is a different level of rain. (I'm not complaining - at least it's still hot which is more than can be said for England). 

Yes that is mascara down my face

Next blog post: Frat party. (I know I said it would be this one, but on Tuesday I didn't quite get enough footage of my American Pie dreams coming true). 
Until then, 
xxxx