Still testing the waters

Today I had my first Criminology lecture and seminar.  It seems like it'll be very interesting, I particularly liked the seminar portion.  The professor gave different examples of scenarios, and you had to think about whether you yourself would break the law under certain circumstances.  A lot of it had to do with ethics, and how people convince themselves that what they're doing is right or wrong in different situations.  After the lecture portion I introduced myself to the professor, and just like Dr. Hampton he seemed very nice and was willing to help me whenever I need it.  When I returned for the seminar portion (a few hours later) he gave me a larger copy of the handout (unnecessary since I use my magnifier, but thoughtful nonetheless) and after we went around the table stating our names, he gave Bambi an introduction: "A straight A's student, we can expect great things from her" which prompted smiles and chuckles from the class.  From what I've experienced, my British professors regularly use humor in their classes which, I personally, greatly appreciate.  It makes them easier to relate to I guess.This professor worked in law enforcement before teaching, so he has some real life experience (always a good thing, unless you're talking about murder etc. : D).
I went to the Freshers Fair briefly to check out the tables, and I found some student voucher (coupon) books, as well as free pizza.  I passed by a blood donation table, and signed up to donate some in February.  I've donated in the past (twice in the States), but have also been turned away twice because my iron level wasn't high enough.  Once I get some COOKING SUPPLIES (which hopefully I'll get tomorrow in town) I'll be able to cook things I want, like nutrient rich spinach.  I've been looking online at the grocery stores, and Tesco (the main one people use around here) is giving me some bullshit about not being able to deliver to Earlham Road. Umm...yeah you do...your delivery vans are very present around here.  I think I'll call customer service tomorrow.
Skipping ahead to nighttime, I bought tickets to a few LCR (the dance club on campus) events, one of which was tonight.  The theme was Jocks vs. Geeks.  Who can hazard a guess as to which team I represented?  I heading off sporting one of my Harry Potter shirts, and when I got there the place was deserted.  It was a little early, so I went downstairs to the Union Bar to (you guessed it) try to meet people, and amazingly I did!  I got to know a guy from Colorado, a native Brit, and a student from Malaysia.  Talking with them was so nice that I was not concerned at all with getting to the theme party dance thing late.  We talked until the bar closed and they parted ways, and I went upstairs.
This portion of my post is the most relevant to the title "Still testing the waters".  I had never taken Bambi to a club before, and really had no idea what to expect.  I think I was there a grand total of maybe 20 minutes.  Let's be clear that alcohol is very present and widely available over here, and these students take advantage of that.  The combination of being on the inebriated spectrum (nice term Kate XD), the loud music, and low level of light meant that the majority of people were not very aware of their surroundings, especially at shin level where Bambi was.  Many people bumped into her, stepped on her, saw her and immediately started petting her, and crouched down to look at her.  It was very loud, but the lights were pretty cool, and I wouldn't have minded getting right in the middle of the dance space if 1) I wasn't alone, and 2) I had an unmistakenly miserable dog with me.  When Bambi saw an exit she dragged me the hardest she's ever dragged me towards it; I nearly knocked a few people over getting out the door.  By this time I'm feeling very guilty that I put Bambi through this, clubs are definitely not a good place to take your guide dog, even if she is technically allowed in.
We went back to the flat and I gave her a de-stresser massage to try and make up for the bad experience.  She's passed out at my feet right now, I'm glad that she doesn't appear to resent me.  I have a ticket for an event at the LCR this Saturday, but I'm going to do 2 things differently:
1) Find people to go with beforehand (probably flatmates)
2) Give Bambi a break and use the cane to get there and back
Tomorrow I'll be meeting with Shirley to go over some buildings on campus, and we'll also take the bus into the city to do some work there. I am in desperate need of a couple towels, and I'd really like to get some proper cooking supplies because I'm getting sick of the sandwiches I've been eating since Friday.
So, main lesson of the day: dogs and clubs don't mix.