Owl keeps me company at night

I have a new pet. He's an owl and his name is With Godfree....pronounced Godfrey.  He's not much into politics so he'll never run for office, especially with a name like Godfree.  However, he's more than happy to stick with his truths and wonderful opinions so he really isn't concerned.

When it's late, I have the owl to keep me company while I chitchat with my books and discuss how they should help me write my paper.  Sometimes, I even listen to the owl's city...and that keeps me awake throughout the twilight hours.

Godfree keeps me company

even

when it's late

Having just arrived from my flight a few hours ago, I am up from my Boston-nap excursion to work on a final paper. It's funny how when there's so much to do the time just runs off with the wind.  Such is the life, such is the semester. 

This weekend, I was interviewed like crazy...and my oh my it was a cool experience.  I don't know if there's any job quite like that job, so naturally the interviews were like no other.

Cool facts:

• I played trampoline dodge-ball.  Yes, trapoline dodge-ball.
• I whacked myself in the face with a door that looked like a small drawer.  The top of my nose has a black spot as a result..battle scar.
• I gave my testimony to a few missionaries, missionary bosses, and fellow applicants.
• I met amazing people
• I named my car finally! His name is Jorge (pronounced George) Mason.
• I was in Cambridge today
• I hung out around Harvard and went shopping inside The Coop.
• I am writing about Cardinal Newman for a paper...yahhooo!

I'm becoming quite used to rattling off lists. It's kind of a shame.  Oh well, dreams don't turn to dust.

~Esa Cita