It's with a C.

Let me start by saying Gaston and I had a blast in Duluth and Chicago over break, and things couldn't be better (well actually they will be, when he moves here in 2 months). A ghost from my past proved to be the same old ghost over Christmas break... some people never change (and those are the people that don't want to). What else... I put 75km on my vespa yesterday.. drove around all over Barcelona (even went into the mountains twice). I have finals starting tomorrow... and then some time off, however I still have to register for classes, and visit possible apartments, because this one sucks, and I am over-paying. Not to mention my flat-mate is super awkward and I can't stand to be in the same room with him.



I can't wait 'till Gaston gets here, I miss him so much. After 4 years, I still get butterflies thinking about him. He is my best friend in the world; the person dearest to me. Without his light, I would be lost.

5:11am sunday. time to sleep
ciao