Well, its been brought to my attention that people are actually reading this blog, and perhaps are missing it a little. Well, I'm just responding to the reaction of my readers - which is NOTHING! Fill up those comments people! Seriously! Otherwise I'll be just as lazy as you! Or embarrassed, as my sister once pointed out to me. But I said - embarrassed? What the hell for? All you have to do is post your thoughts on something I wrote. Or even a complete tangent that has absolutely NOTHING to do with what's going on this side of the hemisphere... No pressure, of course.
Well, that starking rave rant aside, what has this little miss gotten up to. If that's even a proper sentence, complete with grammar and all. If that's how you spell grammar. Or is it grammer? Ok, I'll stop being annoying. So, since the last entry (which was actually written over a week ago) I've had spring break, some kind of throat infection, a couple more midterm papers, and King Lear. Phew! So let's recap - wish me luck. I hope my memory is like it used to be...
As the midterms piled up, I assumed some sense of denial but still worked every day from dawn till midnight trying to get everything done in time. Well, I would have had I not been so sick. On Wednesday night (okay, this is going back a long way, it was Wednesday the first of March) I began feeling an itch in my throat. That night I went with my roommate Rebecca, her friend Raha and her brother Steve to see this awesome band SoulLive perform in an auditorium on campus.
Even the hall (designed by the Venturi architects) was cool. It was such a great night, the music was fabulous, we danced close by to the stage, and by the end of the night I had lost my voice. That's when I realised that something was up - I had not really sung that night. SoulLive's music is not really the type to which you sing. Hrmmm, something was rotten in the state of Denmark. But, as Sarah often does, I ignored the symptons and my own sleepiness and went to bake cookies and watch a video at Raha's place.Spring Break
Now, I could have chosen to have a Spring Break like the ones you watch on Channel E! or in the movie 'The Real Cancun' - for those who have never seen any incriminating footage in either media, it consists of crowds of drunk college kids flashing their chests and kissing their best friends (of either sex) and other wild random acts. Now, while that sounds like a load of fun, I wasn't sure if I really wanted that. I wasn't sure if that was really me. Now, perhaps it is me in another lifetime, but I suppose we'll have to go to that lifetime to see.
Now Puerto Rico was the flavour of the month for Penn kids, and apparently everyone was here. But since I don't know anyone it made no difference to me. For the first couple days we stayed in Isla Verde in San Juan, a lovely patch of beach that hopefully can be seen below.
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