Snog #2.5: Daniel

Good old Danny boy only gets a .5 because I'm pretty sure you need two people to snog, I know things are different here but I think that's an international standard.  He ate my face, I had no part in any of the 5 times he tried to kiss me.  It made for a very awkward bus ride home.... 

Other than that slightly awkward situation, last night was good fun.  Ashley's Great American Bash started off slow but before any of us knew it, their flat was filled with people from all over the world.  We attempted to play American drinking games but struggled without the proper equiptment (beer pong balls and solo cups).  Someone suggessted we shot gun beers, I haven't done this in years and it's not exactly my strongest drinking talent but I ended up doing 3, wrapped in an American flag.  My first one was a little bumpy, the beer exploded in my face, I don't think pint sized cans are meant to be shotgunned.  Lesson learned.   After the shotguns, the rest of the night is fuzzy, according to the photos on Facebook, I had the time of my life.

It's pretty official at this point, I have friends.  Thank god, I don't think I could have lasted much longer with only one friend.  Rebecca, Ashley and I are all going out to dinner tonight then to a club.  Should be another interesting night, my poor liver....

One of the Jamaicans I met the other night texted me today asking to meet up tonight, this is almost becoming too easy, the accent gets them everytime!