So last Friday I went to a Halloween party that one of the English classes was having. When I arrived, the students were still preparing, by putting makeup all over their faces. They went all out with gory scars and black eyes, but I declined since I had my Russian class right afterward across town. Anyway, we played a few "traditional American Halloween games" which I had never heard of nor played before in my life. The next thing that happened is what makes Ukraine different from America. Let me start off by saying that this party was taking place in a university classroom at 10 in the morning. Anyway, next we ate and drank. By ate I mean that we had sushi and cake, and by drank I mean that we had champagne. So yes, it was a pretty good day.
That same day I went to an anniversary celebration concert and awards ceremony for the History, Political Science, and something else department. It was held at another Theater in the city, which was amazing. It had an orchestra section and three balconies one on top of the other. My friends and I went up to the second balcony to sit, which I was happy about, because I like exploring buildings. The show was a combination of student talent performances and award presentations. It was boring at times, but let me just say that the ending was the "icing on the cake," and I mean that quite literally.
Last night I went to a club, or as they call it, disco, for the first time in my life with some of my friends. I wasn't really sure about what to expect. I just kept picturing people dancing and looking normal doing it, unlike myself. The club was three stories tall, with the dance club on the third floor. It had scary looking bouncers that could have broken me in half, and a coat service! When we arrived we sat down at a table and ordered drinks, since most of us would not dance without one. I got a lovely drink called a "Dead Russian." When the music started I got a taste of what people in Ukraine like to dance to. No surprise, it's just techno remixes of popular songs. It turns out that most people dance just as bad as I do, and just don't care. I took heart in this fact and may have even made it to the dance floor myself, but who can really tell.
Thomas, I laughed when I read that part about you liking to explore buildings, since of course I know this lol, remember, no hoping fences marked with Mr. Yuk faces.
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you can actually tour chernobyl, and get right next to the main reactor.
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