8.5 hours of drivers' training...

question: what's worse than being trapped in charleston without a car?
answer: being trapped in charleston without a car, and attending a drivers' training class for 8.5 hours in a room full of 30 odd teenagers, one of who is apparently in love with the instructor and is annoying enough that you would happily consider homicide for one moment of sweet silence!

:-D

hehe.. who said drama didn't add a little extra joi de vie?

seriously, it was pretty painful, but if this means that mr. darcy is going to enter my life sooner it is so totally worth it!! although, i am very disturbed by the fact that i feel extremely threatened by a bunch of teenagers who don't even know how to add correctly. reminds me of my qualms i had at tech about ta-ing a bunch of freshmen. brats!

had dinner at jilda's cafe.. i love,love,love that place!! its probably because my american mom and i shared half a bottle of champagne there and then i took virginia and oanh there as well.it has some of my happiest memories in charleston, back before i started work and endured what lay ahead.

let's take a reality check here. job, check! friends on the phone, check (mostly... reception and timing issues, but mostly check!) car in the coming and therefore hope for the future, check! gorgeous apartment going to seed completely because of my neglect, check! fitzwilliam, check! the dream of graduate school, check! the dream of journalism, check! the dream of a european backpacking trip with a good friend, check! dream of hiking across the country, check! dream of living in switzerland, check! dream of going to waco,tx to visit vinnie & claire, check! wimbledon going strong, check! going to learn spanish and visit disgraced puerta & wife in argentina, check! hopes of finding a single puerta, check! (:-P a girl can dream, can't she?) (didn't mention good friend in charleston because i kind of screwed that up :( )

charleston-shmarleston.. there are worlds to conquer still!!