In less than 24 hours I'll be walking around the streets of the city of Cartagena with my friends. I'm so happy I could wet my pants. I've had a rough term at school, and I really, really need a break. I'll be done with my exams by tomorrow. ^^ I shouldn't be that happy because my grades will be kind of shitty, but you know I'm not what you'd call a role model, so I'm just happy about the fact that holidays are right here, which means three weeks or so without seeing my god-awful teachers and doing nothing but watching tv and that kind of amusing stuff.

So things have been really quiet lately, as you should've guessed by now. I got an e-mail from Jordan. In case you're not familiar with his name -- he's a 25 year-old guy who lives in Houston, TX [yeah, I know]. We like each other. A lot. We've been flirting through e-mail and msn for over four [!] years. So he e-mailed me to tell me some great news: he's moving in with his boyfriend, Greg. That's so great... not!. Well, of course I'm glad for him, but I'm like so JEALOUS. A couple of years ago he got engaged to some Canadian guy but he [the Canadian guy] got all scared just one month before the wedding and left him, and I can't say I was sad about that... Ok, I'm such a bad person. But as I said above, I'm the last person you should take as a role model. ;)

I have to leave you. I have to pack my bags, something I bloody HATE, and figuring out what I'm going to wear tomorrow. I'll be back at home next Sunday. Can't promise anything, but I'll try to update at least once while I'm in Cartagena. In the mean time, just have fun and miss me. I'll miss you, that's for sure.

Love was surely made for fools like me,

Santi