I was packing last night at 2am. It’s just clothes and more clothes. The whole time I was thinking, let’s bring this shirt back and I’m not going to wear it ever again. I really want to come back with an all new wardrobe but that’s probably not going to happen, because I get sick of spending money intensively pretty quickly. I wonder what I’m going to do with the rest of my stuff next year.
The reason why I was packing at 2am and not earlier was because I was busy finishing my research report. My MSN nick last night was ’save meee’. It was just shoot me times. I was so relieved after I got out of the library at 12.15 that I shouted out loud. I’m kind of regreting leaving my student team to do research now. I didn’t gain anything and I spent way more time on it than I should have. It was a chase in the dark project through and through.
And then before that in the morning, I fucked up my last final big time. Wasn’t alone in that though.
The day before, I was surprised that Melinda Doolittle was voted out of American Idol. That’s such a travesty, because she was hands down the best singer in the competition. Goosebumps every single time. I am very interested in her following steps. I hope she wins like five grammys. Really, Americans vote for American Idol like they vote in their elections.
So back to the present, I’m going to Spain tomorrow. Dare I say FUCKING AWESOME? I’m going to track all down all of Gaudi’s works in Barcelona, do the Prado in Madrid, and run around the La Mezquita. And party.