Don't tell Micaela, but I am not in fact writing my thesis. Like I should be. I'm doing this and being the giant Facebook stalker that I am. Such is life.
The thesis is coming along, however. Though it is killing my soul a little bit. The other day I caught myself lisping like a damn Spaniard. As much as I love the españoles, I would like to hold on to my very Americanized Chilean accent. It's got soul. Lisping just has cheap imitation. I didn't live these movies. I DID live the insanity that is Chile, though. Now that I am back in the United States, I need to hold on to all the Chilean that I can. If I don't, it will float away, and I am worried that I will forget that it really happened. I will have vague memories, but it will be like recalling a TV show.
Ugh. I feel all emo. I am just tired of graduate school. If I don't finish soon, I'm dropping out. And living a life where I just read books. In English.
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