One Day More

So it is officially the day of departure. After having to commutate to my counselor in Australia over the last week I am officially enrolled in my classes. There has been a slight change of plan, and what I had originally intended on studying in Australia has changed a wee bit, but no worries.

If Uarts has taught me anything it is to role with the punches. I still haven’t quite figured out the time change they I am writing this at 12:37 A.M. and it is 4:30 P.M. in afternoon there. Every time that I think about it I get horrible LOST flashbacks so I figure that it is best not to think about it too hard.

For the last five days I have been snowed into my house. It has just been me, Ginger (my puppy), and the Rumba. I have finished the 5^th season of Weeds, which was incredible by the way, and re-watched season three of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. That was the season where they are seniors in high school. I think it was kind of fitting; it also sums up my feelings on graduations in general. I went back to Central High School to talk to kids who are the in the drama department. It is amazing to me how much has changed and how little has changed. The dynamic of the teachers is still there, and from what I saw, the kids that want to do it and succeed will, and that ones who want to sink will sink. I will say that talking to highschoolers is a huge self esteem booster, and that talking to them I realized that not only do they have their entire lives in front them, but I do as well.

I have to say this because it is too funny to pass up. Went on date tonight. A real one I confirmed it and everything. I will just refer to him as N because I don’t know if he wants to be apart of this or not. But if he happens to see this, I will say that I warned you that I like to write. This was my first official date I would say. Yes at the age 22 I went on a date. With a dude. The first portion of the night consisted of driving aimlessly around Conway Arkansas before finding the restaurant, and then we had Mexican food, because it always a favorite. The quote the night had to be, “Well if we are done here in an hour we can still make it back for 30 Rock and a Martini.” That’s right I went on date with someone who actually said that, the day before I move across the world for 6 months. All I have to say is N I salute you, I hope you had a good of time as I did, and it’s nice to meet a nice Southern Gentlemen after dealing with Yankee Assholes for the last three and half years. Yeah I said. Bring it.

I feel at this point that I should point out that I am writing this Julie’s apartment. She has been nice enough to house this break, and of course a shout out to Deit the coolest roommate ever, and the best neighbors ever Clare and Crista.

I am sure there will be more to come.

Passing Strange,

Chris