I Can’t Wait

It’s finally down to pretty much 4 days left here and I can’t wait to get out. I’m only gonna be here tomorrow, Thursday, Sunday and a little bit of Monday. Kevin has gotten his roomies on his side, so I look like the evil bastard, instead of being nice enough to let me leave and talk smack behind my back about me. He’s starting crazy head games going on against me. If anything goes wrong, it’s now officially my fault. Light bulb broke? Paz. Meaning of life is wrong? Paz. H&M is always the right answer? Wrong answer: Paz. Please I just have to finish these classes and I won’t talk to you again…well except for a 'capella, which I’m still not sure if I should stay. But I’m better at singing than him, he’s told me so. It’s because I have been singing since childhood and he only picked it up his senior year.

Err…getting to something more positive. Yesterday I had to do two PowerPoint presentations! One was on Outsourcing and the other on Peru, more specifically the music of Peru. I let the class listen to this really cool singer Yma Sumac. She was a 50’s lounge “exotica” singer. It’s really cool.

Oh crap I have to get to class, I’m gonna be late. And I really have to study for my Spanish class.

Take care,

Michael