Edinburgh is a good place.

Lots of people have been saying "cheers love" in the comments lately, and I wonder if it's because I said I liked it in the blog entry I wrote on the train? xD
I love you guys.

This blog is so up and down, it's hilarious.

Yesterday was amazing.

I got up and first I went to Eia's class in her living room with her, and it was fun. I gave a good example for one of the things they were talking about from Lord of the Rings and felt smart. xD

Then at 2 I met my friends from my study abroad course at the Waverly bridge and wandered around with them for a bit. We went and got crepes at the Grassmarket and I honestly can't believe that was my first crepe experience. It was alright.. I just had cinnamon and sugar. Next time I'll spring for jam or something a little more exciting.

I'm not proud of the next thing I did, but I don't really care.
I called Liam and had him come meet me at the crepe stand, and instead hanging out with my friends, I just kind of ditched them and spent the afternoon in Edinburgh with him. It was really nice - I needed to talk to him about stuff and he was wonderful at listening and saying all the right things, so I was happy for that. We were going to take cliché dailybooth pictures together but we completely forgot... maybe we'll remember today. :)

I really like Edinburgh. I told Liam that I liked it better than London - and it's true. I wish I could spend more time here, because it's all around prettier, and smaller, and even with the festival going on I felt like it was less crowded and more friendly.
Maybe I also like it because there aren't as many little reminders of everything that went wrong about this trip here as there are in London, but I honestly just think this city is beautiful.

I was meeting Eia and her friends at a theatre at 6 to see the Grind Show, which is the show that the other UW students are doing here, so Liam walked me to the venue and hung out with us right up to when the show started.

The show was the weirdest thing I have ever seen. It was like, 2 parts creepy, 1 part confusing, 1 part offensive, and 3 parts just.... strange. I'm glad I saw it though. I was kind of mad at my other London friends because I invited them and they decided not to go, which was rude I thought - why not support your school in another country? Who cares if the show gets bad reviews, we were going to get free tickets anyway and the point of the Fringe festival is to see weird shows.
Oh well.

After the show Eia and I and her friend Katherine went to get Indian food and all we could find was this ridiculously expensive place, where the service was bad and our tablecloth was dirty - but the food was so good that we honestly didn't really care. I introduced them to the wonder that is tikka masala and Eia tried out phad thai in Scotland - interesting combination.
Oh oh we also went to the Elephant House Cafe, which is the "birthplace of Harry Potter", so that was very exciting. We had these massively marshmallowy hot chocolates and I got to soak in the feel of JK Rowling... all I want to do is take my laptop back there and try to work on my story. :)

The best part of the night was definitely the end, when we all met up at the Three Sisters, which is the bar that Liam works at. It was a lot bigger than I expected, and it was a lot of fun! I kept catching him dancing behind the bar and he would turn red - Min, you're a lucky woman, your boyfriend is adorable.
He was discounting our drinks, which was nice, but eventually it got too hot by the bar so we went around back to find a place to just dance. I haven't danced in a long time and it felt really fun to just get sweaty and yell at each other over the music.
There was this bachelor party going on so lots of guys were dressed in women's clothing, which was cracking us all up.

This other guy starting dancing pretty close to Katherine and I, and taking heed everything I've been warned simultaneously about british boy, and boys in bars in general, I was wary of him, but he stuck around long enough for me to actually chat with him for awhile and he was really nice. He was visiting Edinburgh for the festival for the weekend (just like me!) but he was from... I still don't know what city he was saying.. something small and on the eastern coast of England. Nor-something. He bought me a drink and told me he thought I was cute because I was the only girl dressed in jeans and he saw me knock over a glass (Liam told us sometimes they have to switch from glass to plastic when things get too crazy - he does it because of people like me! I'm so ashamed) and that he thinks clumsy girls are the best kind of girls. Maybe these were all pick up lines, but he seemed genuine enough so I let him buy me that drink, and Katherine and I ended up talking to him for a lot of the night about literature, health reforms, and other incredibly nerdy, not bar-talk things at all.

There was one point in the night where we were dancing and I told him I liked his moves (because he was perhaps nerdier than I am) and he did this sort of awkward pull me close thing while saying "Well I like you" and I kind of panicked, in a "this-is-way-too-soon" sort of way... but that was the only sort of weird part of the night.

I'm assuming that many of you have probably deduced that I am not having a strange time in the UK merely because my program isn't everything I wanted it to be and that my symptoms more resemble that of a broken heart... I guess meeting a random English boy in a bar in Scotland and having him buy me a drink was event enough for me to admit that much. You blog commenters are wonderful, and I can't even begin to explain how thankful I am of all the lovely things you've been saying.. a lot of you always sort of write yourselves off as "complete strangers", and I suppose you are, but if I didn't trust you with my secrets I wouldn't write about them here in the honest way that I do.

So basically, Edinburgh is good medicine for what's been going on in my life, it's felt nice to leave London behind with all the memories I have stored there, and while things definitely aren't amazing yet, it's getting a little easier every day.

I only have 4 days of classes left and then I am staying with Emma for awhile, so there is always something to look forward to. :)

Days until I leave: 32
Times I've had Indian food: 7