Sunday...

And so it is the end of the weekend, time to stop drinking and get down to business. I just completed my german homework, which consisted of writing poems, telling stories, and writing a news report. The only thing I have left to do is just sit and read that book of mine.
I woke up this morning surprisingly not hungover, and after Trent called, we went to the old town to this nice restaurant that has really good, cheap food. The whole menu was in bulgarian, so I pretty much just asked what random things were until I found something that sounded good. Our waitress had an attitude, but then again, all the waitresses do seeing that there's no 15% tipping here. They're lucky if they get a few leva. Anyway, I had some chicken steak, which was actually really good. Afterwards I felt off, I couldn't pinpoint how or why, but i just felt weird. I thought maybe it was emotional, seeing that Carolyn and i are trying to figure out how to handle the situation we're in. It's not a bad thing, we're just trying to figure out what's going on. So i thought maybe it was that, but i think now it's a physical thing and that i'm not getting all my vitamins because i was shaking more than usual, and you can imagine how much that is. I feel much better now, even though for some reason i'm really hungry. I might go out and get some supplemental tablets or something.
There's a drink here called cloud. It's a mixture of mystika (bulgarian ouzo) and menta (mint liqueur). I really like it, but the issue (besides it being 2 strong alcohols mixed together) is that it wears away at your throat. I think it's the mystika, but when you wake up in the morning, it feels like someone rubbed the inside of your throat with sand paper, not so pleasant. I prefer drinking liquor because it's cheaper and being drunk off beer is "messy." I also don't get hangovers when i drink liquor, so it's easy for me to choose which one. The shot glasses that they have here in the bars are so small compared to the ones in the states. I don't know why, but they're almost half the size. Trent ordered some shots of tequila for some girls and himself, and he almost threw up because the tequila was so awful. Even though it's still cheap to drink in the clubs, we've decided to drink before because most of the time you don't get what you want, unless it's beer. Trent was saying that he asked for Grey Goose at a bar in Sofia, and they gave him juice, haha.
I'm getting good at reading bulgarian, but some things still throw me off, the biggest thing is that some letter's lower case are different than the upper case. For example, T is the same as in latin, but the lower case T is an m. So if you see a rounded, lower case m, it's a t. But if the m is pointed (M), but smaller, then it's an m sound. I don't know if i'm doing a good job of explaining this, but if you're thoroughly confused, you get the idea.