first of all, my hair is dreaded more than any of you have ever seen before. in a way it’s partially my fault, because i own neither conditioner nor a hairbrush, nor a regular practice of personal hygeine - anti-dreading materials. anyway. a suitemate suggested that i braid it before sleeping to prevent further dreading, but i can’t separate it into 3 separate sections, so this didn’t work out. it’s more matted than dreaded. anyway i think you get the picture.
also, i had an amazing past year, but i’m pretty much vetoed from leaving the US again. vetoed by the fact that i need to get a job and actually finish university and such, and also b/c i am being cruelly denied access to Mr P’s company’s frequent flier miles. so…i’m gonna hang out here for a while. apply to microfinance firms, international policy firms, and perhaps find an internship in NC and take a class or 2 over the summer.. not exactly the type of itinerary the Federal State Dept would disapprove of, but still quite exciting. data-entry. woohoo.
i joined a christian service group and traded them a little chunk of my soul in order for a free place to stay/trip for spring break. i’ll be sleeping in a sleeping bag (which i need to borrow from somewhere..) on a church floor and eating whatever foods church members are willing to give us. we’ll be working from 9-4, which especially after Haiti doesn’t seem that bad at all - plus we get a lunch break. it should be fun. some of the kids are weird, but hey i went to china and kids that go to china are really weird. anyway.
valentine’s day. i got Y a candle. a votive candle. i sprung for the matching holder. it was just b/c it was there at the grocery store and i was there at the grocery store and ian had been saying he wanted a candle. so i gave him the candle and a construction-paper-cut-out card, cancelled on dinner, and went on my way to class. later on my bed i found a rose, a basket full of..things, and a coco chanel madmoiselle perfume, which he re-bought b/c it got stolen the first time. spoiledspoiled stephanie. so i would love to say that it’s okay and i’m happy w/ the candle situation b/c there was thought and a 30-minute conversation w/ the meat man about that candle - he also really liked it, and said it was sufficiently masculine. anyway, it’s not so much okay and i’m buying him a nicer present. i tried to today but ended up just getting lost and missing my microfinance class. i love my microfinance class.
today’s the first time i’ve missed class so far this semester, so really i’m doing pretty well. and it was for a dr’s appt., as opposed to for a nap, so it was legit. i’m proud of myself so far this semester. i’ve traded the majority of my social life and a little bit of my soul for econ. and i kinda like it.
ironically now that i’m actually 21 and legal, i don’t really like drinking anymore. still like champagne and wine and such sometimes, but yea..i’ve only used my real id once so far and that was to buy alcohol for someone else. what’s left for me that’s minor and illegal? i guess i could try to rent a car in NY, b/c for that you have to be 25, but i don’t really want to rent a car in NY. hmm…
i’m going to dr’s a lot this week. it’s good i’m getting fixed and checked for parasites and thyroids and such. alright yea T just called from costa rica and i’m done w/ this post slash email. that’s all the update for now.