Eating “lunch” (still confused about the hours people eat their food here) at a restaurant at school called The Kitchen. It’s good!
A fun but embarrassing thing just happened when I went to get some cutlery… One of the chefs in the kitchen knew English, and so he started to speak to me. He asked if I was a model. Which I’m not (but I’m 178 cm tall and I get this question a lot), so I said no and laughed as if I were constipated or something (I guess it was a compliment, but I can’t handle them well obviously). Then, as if it wasn’t enough, he even said I looked like Miss Universe? Unbelievable, I don’t even wear makeup!

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