December 5

Hmm... Mostly I've been consumed with studying and anticipation since I last wrote... and because of that, not much has happened.

I got an overall 6/10 in my modern class. I think that equals approximately a B-. Don't ask me how it works. I expected a 7/10 so I wasn't very happy about it. My modern class is split into two sections in which we learn two distinct modern styles. The one we had twice a week, Martha Graham style, was the hardest for me and the teacher gave me a 5... to which I was frustrated. The other style was more the kind of style that I had learned at UNC and was easier for me to pick up. That teacher gave me a 7... to which I was happy. Unfortunately the average equals 6. sigh. I'm not really angry as I did better than a lot of others in the class... I'm just used to getting A's in dance classes, that's all.

In keeping with the 6 tradition (I also got a 6 in my first intensive spanish class) I also managed a 6 in International Relations. To this however, I am ecstatic! I was expecting to get a 4 as I rarely understood/payed attention in class and didn't do any of the readings. I did study for the final though. And I guess it paid off!

For pretty much the past week, I've had a very hard time thinking about anything but counting down the days until Royce gets here... now we are at about 17 hours. yay!

As my classes come to a close I am very excited for them to be over and for my visitors to come so I can show them around... but at the same time I am wary of the impending sadness of when Royce and Lauren both leave and I am stuck here for Christmas. Then the family comes and it will be all joy (and sweat as it's supposed to be like 100 degrees in the city). Though by the time I finally get back to Greeley in February I will be very out of practice in terms of dance... and I can't help but wonder what I'm going to do with myself once I get there... then there's the every itchy questions of what I'm going to do for the summer, my last year of undergrad, and after. I don't worry about it, but I wonder.

Last night I introduced Lauren and my good Pakistani friend. It was very enjoyable eating Pakistani food and pudding and talking about the world, sometimes in Spanish, but mostly in English. Good times.

It is a gorgeous day, I get to dance tonight and eat fondue with friends, tomorrow my love arrives to visit me from afar, sometimes I catch a glimpse of a fake Christmas tree in a store window. Life is good. Breathe it in. Pass it on.