Well, I've been living here for a month now, it's great. I have a good time, I'm getting my dissertation done and going to class. I get to talk to my friends almost everyday. New York is closer by the minuet. I have a wonderful roommate.
I do like US college life, even if it's in a small town. It's quite nice, good installations, lots of activities (yes, by that I mean parties). I could seriously get use to this. I know I will hate going back to "my home country". But ohh well, that's the way life is.
On the other hand, things didn't end good at all with a guy, and I must confess that I have been angry with him and with myself since I got here. No one had to prove anything to anyone but he decided to prove something, and he sure as hell did it!! And now, we don't speak, and I'm pissed as hell. And that's when anger makes me do stupid things that only screw me over, no one else but me. It's really pathetic that out of anger I screw myself over, and more so when it's due to my anger to a guy who's having the time of his life.
I really must get that part of my life in order.
And I insist, February even though it's only 28 days long, it manages to be the crappiest month eveeer. Every crappy thing in my life has happened in February. A bad thing you name it, February.... so I'm not a fan of this month. I just hope no more bad news comes my way!!
Well, enough procrastinating for one day!! It is Super Bowl Weekend, and the PACKS are up for the title so I must get to it.
