You can't pull me down

I usually like using song lyrics or quotes from something as blog titles, no matter how little they have to do with the actual contents of what I'm writing. However, at the moment, the only song that inexplicably stuck in my head is "Makes Me Ill" by Nsync. I don't know why or how it's there, but it doesn't have any good blog titles hidden somewhere in the lyrics, especially since I only really know the chorus. In case you don't happen to know the song, here's the chorus: "It makes me ill, see you...(something)...love and attention at his will, You can't imagine how it makes me feel, to see you with him." I wish I could order a new song. Like a jukebox. In my head. That would be really nice at the moment. And I can't turn on my Windows Media Player or anything because it's 6:52 am and our walls are paper thin. We also have a window screen above our doors. It's actually just a screen, so if someone flushes the toilet down the hall or is having a normal volume conversation anywhere in the dorm, you can hear it. I'll work on thinking of a better song.

On Friday, me and 8 of the other USP girls and Debbie, who graduated from UCU and is now married to a former USP guy (crazy, right?), went into Kampala. We took a "taxi": a mini van with seats arranged to hold 14 people. It was 1500 shillings, which is about 75 cents. It took a little over an hour because of traffic and the cows in the road. We went to a craft fair which they have every Friday next to/on the train tracks. They sold almost everything: food, clothing, drums, instruments, knives, jewelry, batiks, and almost anything I would want to buy. I probably spent too much, but I got some awesome stuff for myself and for others. We were there for a couple hours and then we walked over to Garden City. On the first level of their parking garage is a little rrstaurant called New York Kitchen. They had pizza, pastas, salads, sandwiches, burgers, and delicious desserts. After we ordered, they brought us about 3 dishes of bagel chips and a tomato-y sauce. I had some Hawaiian pizza, a Fanta berry, and a strawbery milkshake. Most milkshakes and smoothies here are mush more liquid-y than in the US, but this one was real. After dinner, we went into Garden City and I changed some money. Then we went to a bowling alley, which also had pool tables and an arcade and "ice skating," which was not on actual ice. They did use ice skates though. I didn't bowl or play pool because I was really tired. I went back with a group of about 6 others (we'd met up with another group of USP and UCU students at New York Kitchen). The ride home took about 2 hours because it was rush hour and we had to take a detour.
Saruday and Sunday were both lazy days. It was our first weekend on campus since our very first weekend here, so it was nice to have free time. I did laundry, worked on a little homework, and...not much else. Today I have a really lame presentation for history, which we think is mostly because he doesn't want to teach. Oh well. Vaya con Dios.