nothing to say but....

nothing better to do. It's interesting because really, I could be doing some work right now, or doing whatever else needs to be done, but no... I feel like doing NOTHING right now. I can't even seem to read properly, which is a bit of a worry.
I got myself the "motorcycle diaries" by Che Guevara. The book, not the movie and it is quite interesting but my mind keeps wandering off non stop, to think of nothing though.
I wish Caz were here tonight, we could go have some fun, or just sit here and have some laughs but she will be here tomorrow night and we're finally going to see "Charlie and the chocolate factory" so I can't wait!!!! I hope it's as good as I imagine it to be. In my mind, it is the best movie of the year, but as I haven't seen it yet and am putting the bar quite high, I should be ready to be a bit disappointed, one never knows in this crazy world...
Tomorrow, we are going to visit the site for our design, which is about to start. It's the Elizabeth bay house and i'm hoping it will be interesting although, at this stage, I have absolutely no idea what the design will be about. I picked it for two simple reasons. Firstly, it's kind of the second round of the Barcelona adventure, and because it's an intensive design and will be over in a few weeks, which is good to have time to work on the other subjects. Oh and also, the tutors from Barcelona are coming for it, and they are alright....
The only thing that stresses me out about tomorrow and that a drawing exercise has been announced, and well, the least I can say is that I'm not very confident about my drawing (non)-abilities, and I have good reasons for that. Basically because I couldn't draw, even to save my own life... Oh well, i'll do what I can and try not to feel the pressure of competing against the many talented artists we have in our class......
Other than that, I had the "architecture and the consumer society" elective today and although very interesting stuff, the tutorial/discussion hour could be improved a lot. The debates don't tend to rise very high, mainly because half the people there have either not read the weekly reading, or because they don't know what's going on. So the discussion tends to involve only a few enthusiasts...
I also reunited with the gym bike yesterday. I went there for the first time in ages for the sole purpose of venting out the frustration that I had been feeling, for no particular reason, all day. I'm not sure why, but basically, i had no desire to be at uni yesterday and I'm starting to miss Chris more than is healthy. I just want him to be HEEEEEEEEERE and NOOOOOOOOW. I think it's because the end is pointing it's little nosy that i'm getting so impatient about it. I just want to scream "ok enough of that already, now it's time to be back!!!!!!!!!!!!!" aaaaagggghhhhh!!! wow i feel much better now, no not really but i think it's normal what i'm feeling, time does funny things and plays tricks on you.... so right now, when there really isn't that much actual time left, it has just seemed to slow down, maybe even go for a nap.......
Hum, well that certaily is a truly interesting and world-changing entry to this blog, but hey, it's been keeping me busy for the last few minutes, which was the point of it really.
Well, that's about it i'm afraid, when it comes to my most interesting life anyway. Just for an update and news from other people, I had a very nice conversation with marco today on msn and he hadn't been that talkative in quite a while. usually, i get monosyllabic answers, and that's when i'm lucky. Today, we talked about his new school, and volleyball, the friends he is making, how girls only fall for athletic playboys (that's not true and in time, he will figure it out), his two lockers and basketball hoop.... etc etc.... it was great.
My daddy is visting Paulu in Seattle at the moment, and everything seems to be going great. They went to Vancouver for the week end, and then back to Seattle, they are staying at Paulu's new flat in which he has moved a couple months ago. Now Mothe is convinced he is a saint, which we already suspected, since papa said that he saw a rainbow ending right on paulu's head.... in-te-res-ting....
I haven't heard from christo since last sunday, when he was in Greece, so i can't say anything new about my lovely angelito, but "great things come to those who waaaa aaaaait", so i'm trying to pretend i'm patient...
Ok, that's enough now, i know you are all playing dead by now, and I should be working on getting a life now.....