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Hehe, just quickly saying "hi" while Bastian's in Washington, D.C. So far, everything's going great. Bastian and I are really getting along, and I've made so many new friends with the other 6 students who are here. Especially this really cute one, but that's another story... 
Anyhoo, let's see...oh yeah, these past two weeks have been so mentally and physically draining. I mean, it's like my friend Ryan said, it's like I'm taking care off a baby. I feel bad when I do my homework, because I wonder if he's being occupied or if he's bored to tears. Plus, there's a lot more communication and talking and conversation going on in the house now that he's here, and sometimes (although very rarely) I have to translate a word or two for him...and by the end of the day I'm just exhausted!
Done a lot of activities in the past few days...bowling, laser tag, going out for Chinese food and pizza, video games, basketball, the list goes on and on. But I've really been having a great time. Nothing against Bastian, though, but I kinda enjoy the time that I have to myself. So, like when he goes to other classes when I'm in school, I kinda like it, because it kinda gives me some sense of normalcy that I haven't had for 2 weeks.
I've done a little soul searching, although I really haven't had too much time to myself, like I said. I think after Bastian leaves I'll have to take a few trips to myself and just sit and think for a while. I've realized that I live a pretty disillusional life...in American Literature we've read The Great Gatsby and The Sun Also Rises, about two disillusioned men who stop at nothing to get the women of their dreams, even though their chances are zero. I mean, they're so disillusioned in their quest that they can't see reality, and when they finally do see reality, they're not prepared for it. And that's like me. I fall for a guy (straight, of course) and I fall head over heels and I'm blinded by this feeling of disillusionment. And then I'm knocked flat on my ass when reality hits (See: Conor, Coming Out To). I don't think it's really healthy. But, oh well, I really didn't want to dwell too much on it, but I guess I just did. No sense in anybody getting worked up over it, I'm fine. This exchange thing has kinda helped me detract attention away from the pain from Conor towards more positive activities.
Oh, speaking of Conor, hehe, the first day the Germans came to school with us, he was REALLY curious and interested about what was going on. I thought it was pretty funny to see all the stares and glances he was making towards our group. It just made me giggle to myself, I guess.  Maybe he'll ask me a question or two about how it went after the Germans leave (doubtful).
So, I think that's it...I've had a little bit more time on the computer than expected. Bastian goes to bed early some nights, so I'm able to pop on for some short chats. Plus, when I'm trying to coordinate events (because German girls in the same group are at a sister school), I do it on the net. So maybe I'll see a lot of you in the next few weeks, if Bastian hits the sack early. If not, I'll check in over Easter break, I guess.
But, have a lovely holiday weekend if I don't see you guys til then. Muah! Love ya all!
-Tom
"Whatever is sought for can be caught, you know,
whatever is neglected slips away."
Oedipus Rex, lines 126-127
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