Okay, I really haven't updated in a while, but life became more about life and less about blogging :P So we'll go back almost a month to the International Gasque that I attended. A gasque is like a fancy dinner party with entertainment and it also had an after-party. There was a 3 course dinner. During the dinner there was this guy who steadily got more drunk and started telling dirty jokes on stage, so that was pretty funny. He was the guy that kept the party going and every 10-15 minutes or so he would interrupt dinner and we would sing a song, sometimes in Swedish, sometimes English, one or two in French and German. There was a song packet so everyone could sing. The Swedes really like to drink and sing.
Speaking of drinking, the dinner was 3 courses, like I said, and throughout it they gave everyone (500 people were at the dinner, it was sold out, lucky me I got a ticket), a "pre-drink", 2 shots of "spirits", two glasses of wine, a beer, a shot of Bailey's, and maybe something else I'm forgetting. I gave away almost everything because that is just vomit waiting to happen. Anyway, the first course was this baby shrimp on bread thing in sauce. I don't really like anything "fishy" so I just ate the bread, though I did try it just to say I did. The main course was SO good, it was salad, cheese potatoes, and ELK! The elk was so good I don't even know what to say. It was served cold and wrapped in a ball and sauce was passed around. I could definitely eat that all day :] The final dish was the desert and I don't even know what it was. Some crunchy cake type thing in "cloud-berry sauce", whatever that is. It was a bit plain but otherwise pretty tasty.
The cool part about this dinner was that they chose the seating usually according to where you're from, so you end up sitting next to some cool people from different places. I sat next to mostly Germans, and then some French guy with crazy hair who was drinking rather a lot and started yelling obscenities in French later on in the dinner. Another cool part was the entertainment after the dinner (and during); there was a drum line (the best part!), acapella group (who later ended up singing Backstreet Boys, it was hilarious), and some other stuff. Anyway, overall the dinner lasted 3 hours and was very fun and very Swedish.
The BAD part about the dinner was that the person to my left never showed up. While I thought this was rather unfortunate, because I'd have liked to meet one more person, it turns out it could get so much worse. By the time the main course arrived, the girl who was sitting diagonally from me (in front of the space that was empty) had a friend come over and sit in the empty space for the remainder of the meal. She was American and VERY VERY annoying. She would not shut her stupid mouth and she was the worst nay-sayer anyone has ever heard of. She hated on the food, she hated on every song, and she hated on every entertainment group that got up. One guy sitting farther down the table told her STFU at one point, which was a nice highlight of the night. But good God, she is the type of person who gives American's a bad name. Argh, she was so annoying.
Anyway, after dinner there was an after party and it was fun. There was a bit of mingling at first and there was a guy making balloon animals for some reason. I got a big heart-hat thing, which I promptly took off after about 10 minutes. There was dancing and general inebriation and I definitely ran into one of my TEACHERS there. He's a fairly young guy, pretty generally good looking Swedish, and he was also very drunk and as it turns out gay. It was SO AWESOME seeing your teacher drunk at some party dancing near you. Epic. Win.
Unfortunately, at about 1.30 AM (it closes at 2), me and my friends ended up getting thrown out for, oh what's the phrase... being "insubordinate". Turns out you can't bring your own alcohol and drink it in the boys bathroom with two other people. Turns out you also can't laugh in the bouncers face and make up wild stories about why you were there in the first place. Turns out I am a total bad ass, at any rate. Anyway, since there was only like 20 minutes left by the time we had been "escorted" off the premises, I think of it more like going out with a bang than being kicked out. Anyway, epic night :]
Moving on to Halloween night. I had mother send me three costumes from home; my furry devil costume, my "Robyn da hood" outfit, and my nerdy glasses and socks. I ended up just borrowing someone on my floor's suspenders and went as a nerd again because it was the warmest and the easiest. We ended up pre-gaming in the kitchen in our corridor and I taught some Swedish boys the ways of Kings. Also we played a round of Asshole. Overall it was really fun, though maybe starting at 6 pm wasn't a wise choice.... At any rate we went to some party, and I forgot my nations card, but luckily I totally know people who know people and Jonas happened to know the owner of the place so we got in for cheap. Apparently the bouncer was being a dick though and I didn't know because they were speaking in Swedish, so when I walked in I smiled real big at him and later realized he probably thought I was being cheeky. Oh well.
Anyway, there were like 200 people there, and I definitely saw Teletubbies, which was mildly disturbing. Though, please note that people in Sweden tend to dress scary rather than slutty which is also a nice change. There's lots of dead and bloody outfits so it's pretty much how Halloween should be. I ended up leaving pretty early though and came home and played Modern Warfare II (badly) and passed out. I'll update more later.
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