- My package arrived!!! Reese's cups, dayplanner refills, fuzzy socks, a new book... what more could a girl want?
- I gave my Spanish presentation on The Time-Traveler's Wife, and it actually didn't suck. I had notes in front of me, but I only had to glance at them twice. And I only threw in one Dutch word - 'sorry' instead of 'lo siento' - in a moment of surprise. So, go me!
- We had muffins at lunch, and because I was wearing a sweatshirt, I was able to sneak an extra one into the kangaroo pocket, so I got both a yellow one and a chocolate one. Yummy.
- Simon liked my creative writing piece ("I'm finding it awfully hard to bitch, actually!") and Julia asked me if I'd ever considered making a living as a writer.
- I got an e-mail from Erik, and he's ordering my red messenger bag and Dad's blue backpack (payment for my translation work). But shhh, Dad's is a Christmas present, so don't tell!
- I got to hang out and watch Gilmore Girls with Hebe, Marijt, and Britt (even if it was last season, we had fun!)
- I met an American girl from Washington DC, Laura, the only other person I've met who speaks accentless Dutch after learning it as a second language. A group of us were jabbering in Dutch for a good twenty minutes, and then she remarked (while eating) that it was weird that the term is 'pine nuts' in English, but 'pine tree nuts' in Dutch. That tipped me off, because who would know that but a native English speaker, and I asked her what her native language was.
"He, van mij ook!"
"Echt? Waar kom je vandaan?"
"Amerika?!" *pause* "...What the f**k?! I've been sitting here speaking Dutch to another American this whole time without realizing it?!" Turns out she has a language-learning story equally as twisted as mine, but her mother is Dutch, so the weirdness factor of her learning the language was a bit lower. We were both absolutely amazed, however, because neither of us had heard a single clue tipping off the other's non-nativeness. Wild.
- I got to swim in Waddinxveen, and so did not have to find the initiative to get up early and go by myself.
- And... there was a stripper at Ladies' Night in the UCU bar. Yes, I mean it. Really, ya gotta love the Dutch.