Honk honk

Okay here I am. Don't worry, not maimed by a shark.

I should stop updating when I have nothing to say. It'd be a nice change of pace.

WELL SCREW THAT.

I finally got to the office on the right day to do stuff about my scholarship, and the woman I spoke to knew surprisingly good English, and her assistant knew surprisingly little. Or at least confusing English. I was told to bring a photocopy of my bank book and I handed it to the girl and she asked if she could keep it. I really hope that she uses it for the scholarship and not for her private collection of foreign boys' bank notes that she collects in her creepy underground shrine.

Apparently I have to go to the office twice a month and sign this book to let them know that first off I want the money, and secondly that I've GOTTEN the money. It seems like... a hassle. I wish they'd just give me all the money at once so that I can spend it on a boat and hookers, but no, monthly installments with check ups, and then at the end of it I have to write a 2 page essay about what I did on my summer vacation (or something).

Ah well, free money is awesome so no complaints here (aside from all that complaining).

I tricked some people I know and some people I sort of know to come over and watch the third Futurama movie. That went over pretty well, though I think only two of us really got most of the jokes, and one of those two was me, so that should be a good indicator. Afterwards the two girls, one from Finland and one from Australia, took turns regaling us with tales of their countries and putting up with my smartass accusations about their countries (I still hold by the fact that there are only 2 cities in Australia and everyone is in constant danger from giant hell insects).

Also, I found some alphabet crackers, which taste suspiciously like animal crackers, and are also delicious. I think I have a new addiction, which is good cause they also happen to be the cheapest snack I've found here.

Om nom nom.