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110425 – What I actually do

This morning I realized that I’ve actually never told people what I do here. So I decided to give a quick summary of what happened last week and is happening this week. Every Thursday at five I officially go on weekend, then I go home from campus and try to get all next weeks studying done. Last Friday me and my other half and partner in crime–Helena–headed over to a Autumm’s house for some drinks. There we met up with some other tri-teammates and had a great night just hanging out and talking. I love that when we hang out, topics of discussion reign from everything to triathlons to the U.S laws regarding abortion and how to eat a cookie without touching it with your hands. Then when we got back home around 2 in the morning I engaged in a lively and super interesting conversation about American sexuality with two of my wonderful housemates, Monica and Kimmie. One of the best things with living as I do is the opportunity to have spur of the moment interesting conversations from very different cultural perspectives.

When I woke up I would, normally have run to the gym which is only five minutes away, and/or joined Helena at her pool for some down time. But since I’ve been and still am sick I stayed at home in watched TV until Helena came and picked me up and we headed to our friend Nils place in Venice, LA. He had some Swedish friends visiting and so we came up and then we all went clubbing in H-wood. It was–as clubbing in LA always is–Epic. Leaving I sprained my ankle which put a damper on my Sunday.

However, I still had a great Sunday evening too since Sif, Elim and Helena all came over and made plans for “the Royal Wedding” in Britan. We are going to dress up in pink dresses and tiaras and bake a cake and watch it together. So, that’s my plans for Thursday/Friday. Otherwise this week is as intense as usual. Today I’m conducting an interview for a story I’m writing. Tuesday it’s (as always) time for Taco-Tuesday. Wednesday I have a short class and then it’s Marie’s birthday. Then I have two three-hour workshops in Poetry and Fiction writing on Thursday. Then the wedding. Friday I still haven’t made any plans. And Saturday Nils and his friends are hopefully joining us for a night in the town at Woddy’s in Newport. Newport is completely different from LA, but equally funny to strut around in after a couple of glasses of wine.


101108 – Newport and Schedule of classes

I’m slowly feeling better. Last night I went to dinner hosted by the Italian crowd, there me and Helena met with three girls (one Swedish) who we decided to go with for a ladies night out in Newport. We danced the night, and my sickness, away. I woke up 13 hours later feeling fine. Well, not completely restored, but restored enough to continue on with life.

Now I’m spending the evening researching which classes to take next quarter. Arabic high on the list. However, apparently the beginners course is only offered fall quarter. At the moment I am so upset for not realizing this earlier and taking the course this quarter. Now my only options are a bunch of courses I don’t really feel like taking. So, so far, I’ve sent three emails regarding classes I’m not really legible to take, trying to find classes that I feel can complement my previous studies. I’m sick of theory, I want practice. I want to write, not read about writing, hence no more English classes for me. Maybe I should just try to do as little schoolwork as possible and emerge myself in extra curricula activities, such as writing for the New U? Aaaa. I don’t know. My heart is leading the revolution against my brain. I feel a Coup d’état creeping up, making decisions against the greater good of my intellectual self-preservation. How about a class in Social Dance?