Things didn't go the way I wanted them to last night, but when do they ever in our lives? The person aforementioned in yesterday's ramblings stopped by our flat, and I more or less became a statue. Not like I was busting out my bi-/triceps and Greek god-like abs (which barely and don't exist respectively), but in a very rare moment for me, I actually didn't have anything to say. Not that I didn't want to talk, I did; it was more that I didn't even feel like I was in my flat, but rather at a party where I didn't know anyone and felt awkward. Although yes I was upset with myself because I basically froze up and effectively came off as a cold disinterested dork, and that kept me from really getting to sleep until about 6 o'clock this morning, just with the thoughts, real or imagined, of how lame I appeared.

(Josh, if you're reading this, I'm trying to keep smooth and cool. Honest.)

Once I got my...4.5 hours of sleep in and let everything just file itself away, I realized that I had better things to do. To confirm, I more or less acted like myself and things were as they were before.

So, anyway...

I took that logic test last night. I think I did OK, but apparently the grades will be available in two weeks or so, so we'll find out then. The material is so damn boring...I think that not only do I have acute senioritis, but its exasperated by being overseas. (maybe that's why you're not supposed to do the last semester abroad...oh well). But seriously, I could care less about three of my four courses; all I really want to accomplish, scholastically, is writing my dissertation for NU, and other than that, just to pass the other classes. Exhibit A: I should be reading probably, but rather, I'm sitting here writing in this blog. (I will probably do some reading after though, the class is at 8 AM).

I called Missy today while walking to campus. My day was made just talking to her. And also hearing that I should consider a career in Journalism (apparently since I write so well).

Talking to her gave me another idea, which I would love to come to fruition - traveling to Spain to visit. Turns out that to fly from Auckland - Spain and then to Boston would be around $2k (US)...seeing the price that Auckland to Boston was, it can't be that much more expensive (well...it probably is who knows). I will be contacting STA in Boston about this later tonight (when things are open on the east coast around 1 or 2 am Auckland time). Maybe.