Andrew's Last Year

I apologise for missing a blog yesterday. Apparently people look forward to reading these things. Who would have guessed?

Well I guess I can begin by explaining why I have not written since my Happy Monday. (No it is not because I did not sleep and am tired of complaining to my cyber-readers.) I actually slept very well last night - well enough to sleep right through my 9 30am statistics class, but we won't talk about that. I figured my health is just a tad more important than my pretending to retain any information that flows out of the mouth of Ms. Over-Excited-Much.

It certainly did not help that it rained the entire day. I dressed appropriately, though, so I did not freeze or die of heat. (I told you Florida is indecisive.) It was definitely not exciting to be walking in the rain all day, but I got over it. I think I might possibly prefer days like today. Less crowds, and less sweating; I can work with that. I just have to invest in some water-appropriate shoes. When my feet get wet I feel absolutely gross.

Back to school, and what I actually have been stuffing my face in. Grammar. My fave. I can certainly see myself in a few weeks dissecting sentences by subject, verb, complement, prepositional phrase, conjunction, interjection.. until it drives both myself, and anyone else who observes it, crazy.

One thing I do have to say is that taking a grammar class and a foreign language at the same time is quite amusing. Why? Because when we were talking about the "to be" verbs that precede subject complements, I kept thinking of "estar," which is "to be" in Spanish. Then I had to remind myself that this class is about the English Language. At least the classes are not on the same day.

Oh! <-- interjection (okay, I'll stop.) About my story:

Meet Andrew. He was your average college student with a pretty boring life. He is one of those undecided people who can positively answer your question only if it involves "what is your name" or "how old are you." I made him good-looking though, so it is not hard for him to make friends. Mr. blond hair, blue-eyed, easily the-hottest-guy-on-campus, that I drooled over today is now my inspiration for Andrew's physical appearance. Just saying.

So back to Andrew. Everything was boring and copacetic until he got a random pain one day, went to the doctor, and found out he has a year to live. The next episode? He drops out, takes loans, and heads to Japan ! Now I ask you this. What would you do if you had a year to live?

Stay tuned.