The Greeks are absolutely lazy as mess. But you know what. You really don't see that many fat Greeks. I love their laid back attitude. They just love for the pleasure of living, which is what I really want to do, eventually.
Thursday evening I had to say goodbye to a couple of the CUNY girls (City University of New York) who were leaving around 4 in the morning. It was a sad little moment, but they were cool, so I'm sure I'll talk to them on facebook. Thursday night I went out with the crew. We were supposed to go salsa dancing, which I really wanted to do. I just wanted to show off my moves, but there was a 10 euro cover charge so went down the street to another club. We had a great time, but the lights in the club were so strange. They would dim and brighten at random intervals, so once I sat down I actually had to cover my eyes. Then I started getting tired. I could have actually fallen asleep in the club even with the music, which is always loud. On the way into and out of Psiri (the area with all the clubs and whatnot) there are a million posters for all the different concerts going on in the near future. I think I'm going to have to steal one of them because it had a cool picture on it. We got back around 3-3:30 so people were only going to get about 2 hours of sleep because they wanted to get up and take the metro to the port in order to hop on the first boat to Poros. The metro starts at 6am. I stayed up until they left because I had to write a paper proposal and e-mail to my professor on Friday (this morning)(it was an extension), which I then have to write the draft for it this weekend. HA. I think I mentioned that one of my papers got cancelled and another got pushed back so this draft doesn't seem so bad now. Passed out in the heat after stealing a fan from the other room. I haven't used my comforter in a week it is so hot.
Today, well, I haven't done much. I'm hanging out with the other CUNY girls as I type. One of them cooked dinner, and she's cooking crepes (yummm). Always more later.
P.S. I think I want to move to Australia after I graduate.
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Australia? Where did that come from?
Hang in there and get those drafts done . . . remember your goal to become a writer takes self-discipline!
Reading your blog makes it feel like we are there! Great to hear you are having many cool experiences.
I'm enjoying reading this, Matt. I agree with your Aunt Trish: Australia?
I for one would like you to go to Australia. Another country for me to visit. Was it a girl?
I hear you about the laid-back attitudes! That's how it is here too! It's so wonderful- people are not near as uptight. Wonderful... :)
Hey! I just had a thought! How bout you move with me to Spain after you graduate! si?
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