This is going to be a long one....

Sorry guys, I know I am way behind on this. But, wouldn't you rather me be out experiencing things than sitting in my room writing a blog?

So far uni is going really well. Honestly, it seems like a bit of a joke in comparison to what I am used to at home. I only spend 7 hours a week in actual class and there isn't really any homework. I'm definitely not complaining, I want to do well in my classes, but thats not why I am here.

On Friday the 13, a big group of us went on a haunted tour. They took us into the underground vaults that are supposedly haunted. Unfortunately there were about 40 people on the tour so the likely hood of anything too creepy happening wasn't very good. The guide told us about this circle which supposedly had some kind of poltergeist trapped in it (thanks to a wicken who worships in the vault), so of course I hopped in, in the hopes of leaving with unexplained scratches or something. No such luck. There was another room said to be haunted by the Mackenzie poltergeist, this is where they pulled the cheap shot on us with a lady running down the corridor screaming. Not funny.

For Valentines day, 6 of us girls got together and made dinner, drank wine, and went to see "he's just not that into you." Really good movie, and it makes you realize all the stupid excuses girls make up for guys.

Sunday (15) it was really beautiful out, so I hiked Arthur's Seat with 2 of my friends. This is the highest hill in the city and gives excellent views of town and the ocean from the top. The hill is formed out of an extinct volcano (same stuff that the castle is built on!)

This past weekend, I went with 2 other girls to Glasgow. We stayed with the brother of a boy studying abroad where they go to school. Had this not been the case I don't think I would of had nearly as much fun. We spent the days Friday and Saturday shopping, which was somewhat successful for all of us. Friday night Steven took us to his parents house for a traditional Scottish dinner. We had haggis, mince, neeps (turnips), and tatties (potatoes). This was really delicious, and I will continue to enjoy haggis, so long as no one reminds me of whats in it. Saturday night Steven took us out with a bunch of his friends.
Glasgow was nice, but I am definitely glad I chose to come to Edinburgh, and glad to be "home."