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"I love you. From you know who"
Except that, no, I don't know who, because while I have two friends on this floor (and building, for that matter), I haven't spent enough time with them for these kind of notes. I'm confused. Maybe it's the world at large trying to cheer me up, cause, god, I need it.
Today was a hell of fighting with three different photocopiers. The first one was schizophrenic and kept changing how it took the copy so that no matter how I arranged the book, it kept cutting off the page. The second one ran out of paper. The third one cut off the page even though I had the book shoved all the way to one side. The fact that I'm floating with this topic and can't find more than four specialized texts doesn't help. I need to look at journal articles, but that's something that I'm saving until I get to PR. I really wish I'd brought Office Space so I could watch them beat the crap out of that printer. So good.
The only good thing that happened today was Heroes, which I liked for the second time this season. Though it's a bit fucked up that the high point of my day is the show that went, "By the way, your mom's dead" and that had me thisclose from crying. Damn, today sucked.
Salsa dancing on Thursday. Salsa dancing on Thursday. My institute's Christmas party is on Thursday and after that a bunch of us are going dancing. I feel better that here, unlike colleges in the States from what I hear, people don't expect you to know how to dance properly just because you're Puerto Rican. And I'll finally be able to dance with the guy who I shouldn't have a crush on because he's the only male friend I have, though he's also the only one who I know is single. People here don't talk about their boyfriend/girlfriend coastally like in PR, which I don't like because it makes it very hard to tell if someone's single. Apparently this guy who I've been sorta crushing on in class is married. I only found out last Friday (I'm pretty sure I heard him say "mi esposa").
Except that, no, I don't know who, because while I have two friends on this floor (and building, for that matter), I haven't spent enough time with them for these kind of notes. I'm confused. Maybe it's the world at large trying to cheer me up, cause, god, I need it.
Today was a hell of fighting with three different photocopiers. The first one was schizophrenic and kept changing how it took the copy so that no matter how I arranged the book, it kept cutting off the page. The second one ran out of paper. The third one cut off the page even though I had the book shoved all the way to one side. The fact that I'm floating with this topic and can't find more than four specialized texts doesn't help. I need to look at journal articles, but that's something that I'm saving until I get to PR. I really wish I'd brought Office Space so I could watch them beat the crap out of that printer. So good.
The only good thing that happened today was Heroes, which I liked for the second time this season. Though it's a bit fucked up that the high point of my day is the show that went, "By the way, your mom's dead" and that had me thisclose from crying. Damn, today sucked.
Salsa dancing on Thursday. Salsa dancing on Thursday. My institute's Christmas party is on Thursday and after that a bunch of us are going dancing. I feel better that here, unlike colleges in the States from what I hear, people don't expect you to know how to dance properly just because you're Puerto Rican. And I'll finally be able to dance with the guy who I shouldn't have a crush on because he's the only male friend I have, though he's also the only one who I know is single. People here don't talk about their boyfriend/girlfriend coastally like in PR, which I don't like because it makes it very hard to tell if someone's single. Apparently this guy who I've been sorta crushing on in class is married. I only found out last Friday (I'm pretty sure I heard him say "mi esposa").
