It’s been awhile. Like over-a-week-awhile. Like the longest-I’ve-ever-gone-without-blogging-while. Not a good thing. What’s happened in the last 11 days?? A whole lot of not a whole lot. Yeah – that’s right.
First I had an assignment due – a big one. That was due 2 weeks ago. I still haven’t handed it in. Things haven’t been going as smoothly as hoped.
Day 20, 21 & 22- when I was still optimistic about my essay
Day 23 and 24 – Remember how I decided no more kissing North Sydney because HE IS A COMMITMENTPHOBE who FREAKS OUT every time HE kisses me!?!? Yeah – that didn’t last long. And then I went to my international adviser and she told me that she struggling to try and work with me because I’m smarter than her and my life is very complicated. Gee – that’s encouraging. (insert glare.)
Day 25 and 26 - I think it was about THIS point in my life when I discovered North Sydney didn’t remember ANYTHING about our meeting, his “stalk you later” phone calls and our very brief romance a year ago. I very bluntly called this to his attention. He tried to kiss and make up – I rolled my eyes and laughed. Then I tried to do my essay and fell asleep over and over again. Oh and I discovered I can tell the difference between fresh and not-as-fresh M&Ms. oh yes.
Day 27 – I went and met with the adviser again and this time she was more encouraging. We determined that I’m having issues with essay writing because of my first semester as a graduate student when I had a super nasty teacher who used her dislike of my nationality to influence the marks she gave me. As a straight 95% and above student my whole life – I lost all confidence in my ability to be a student after I received her grades and this lack of confidence is a detriment to my current studies. We agreed that discrimination and racism are out of my control and I need to try and move forward. I decided to study in the park under the bright and beautiful sun.
Day 28 - I actually went to class – instead of staying home sick like I did the rest of the week. Class was REALLY good – I’m in the process of animating a girl on a swing set. It’s a lot of fun and I can do it for hours and hours without getting bored. A BIG relief from essay writing.
Day 29 and 30 – I’ve had insomnia like no other the past couple of weeks. “Bones” the television series has become my nightly insomnia treatment. It also makes for great dreams. I’ve never been a better crime fighter/super hero/pretend anthropologist in my life. lol.
Day 31 – One month down – 12 more to go.
It means “I love you” in sign language. I might have accidentally kind of said something that would indicate the possibility that I COULD be in love with North Sydney. I didn’t mean to!! It slipped out!!!
He said- “You need to have kids. You will be a great mom.” (a nice compliment bcuz he has a child.)
I said – “Yeah but finding the right guy is going to be next to impossible. I think I’ll just settle with my dogs – they’re like my kids.”
He laughed and said, “You’re getting close. If you mix CC+4 with -3 you’d almost get the perfect man for you.”
I said, “Yeah but I’m never going to meet someone who is perfect and there isn’t going to be a guy out there who is a cross between all the good of CC+4 and all the good of -3.”
He said, “You never know…”
I said, “What I really need is just to find the American version of you – then I’d be set.”
I CAN’T BELIEVE I SAID THAT!!!
I told my flatmate that I couldn’t believe I let that one slip out!!! North Sydney gets scared off every time he kisses me – and then I tell him he’s like the perfect guy for me?? My flatmate said, “Yeah but do you feel that way?” I said – “Yes.” And my flatmate said, “Well then you told the truth. You shouldn’t be worried about it.”
He’s right. I told the truth. And fortunately for me – North Sydney DIDN’T freak out – he just took it as a compliment – and things are the same as always.