So now that I'm finally doing the things I want to do, I'm absolutely terrified.
I'm falling in love with the Spanish language all over again. Hopefully I'll still be at least minoring in it. I keep listening to Maná and Los Aterciopelados. Thank you, Colombia for giving me two of my best friends who keep feeding me amazing music! I can't wait to have Ordóñez as a professor, I hear he's strict but good. I also cannot wait for Korean. I can't stop listening to Big Bang....
And, of course, my love for German films isn't going anywhere. I should be studying for Microbiology, but I have no ambition seeing as that class is a complete waste of time for me now. It's also a lot easier than it sounds. I beat the average on the last test studying for it the day before. Who cares about the classification of Eukaryotic cells?
Last night after we came back from the Cheesecake Factory, we paid a visit to our
oppas (I call them that because that's the respectful term for a girl to call an older guy and my roommate does it). I was totally oggling one of them because I have a not-so-secret crush on him, WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN I came over sick and basically had to say "bye!" and run to my room to, well....
I think it was food poisoning. My suitemate, whom I ate with at the same restaurant, also got sick. It was awful and cut my staring time short.
I'm bored and I should be packing. I think I'll go back to that now. I'll read friends later, I promise!