November 11th

Waking up at noon is so niiiiiiiice. I wish I could do that every day for the rest of my life. Wake up at noon and take two hours to become ready. Sounds fantastic, something out of a fairytale though. Still, on Sundays I am able to live in my fairytale of taking my time and not worrying about the passing minutes. The two lovely hours of eating lunch, organizing my weekly agenda, showering with new body wash, trying a new hair parting style, and just relaxing while I sipped some orange juice was all humbling. After my preparation was complete, I made my way to the docks for some facebook chat and skype time. This afternoon held a pleasant surprise, Brian was online. Brian, or Bri-Bear or Noey or Freshie, is a very close best friend of mine. I've known him since Junior year of high school and have always been in sync with him. He's like my little brother, except ginger. Anyhow, he was online today! I hadn't spoken to him for a few weeks due to the time difference and our own schedule differences. In fact, we actually started video chatting on Skype. Funny thing about that, the whole conversation was started because I wanted to flip Brian off, in a good way. I suppose there is no go "good way" to show the middle finger, but between friends it can be taken in the light hearted sense of comradery. Brian and I mostly talked about video games, no suppose there, but France and Nebraska were mentioned from time to time. I also spoke with my darling little Suzanne and Tim, aka Timmy, on facebook chat. It was so refreshing to see Brian's face, read Suzy's thoughts, and laugh at Tim's jokes. I love my friends here and I do enjoy France, but that doesn't stop me from missing my home. I'd like to say that I only spent an hour or two at the docks online with my friends across the Atlantic, but then I'd be lying to you audience. No, I spent around five hours with them, mostly Brian, and am proud of it. I work relatively hard here and a small break like that is not extravagant. Once it the docks started to shut down, I closed my chat rooms and piled a million goodbyes onto my three friends. I really do miss them, and more. Kate and I returned to the dorm, shortly joined by Paula, to watch the film "Memoires of a Geisha." I had seen the movie before when I was a junior in high school, sophomore year Miss Bruce played a scene as an example of light usage on a stage which introduced the film to me, but was more than happy to see it again. What a great movie. I love the scenery, more than the actual story. The acting isn't bad, not amazing but the use of costumes, scenery, and props just sells the film. My favorite character is actually an antagonist, H-something. I didn't really connect with the blue-eyed narrator so I turned my attention to a villainess. She is mean! I love her though, just because she is who she is. I completely believe that her jealousy and temper are nature and not an act. That's how acting should be. That women did a fantastic job, she was the best actress of the cast in my opinion, and should be cast in more films. Alright, I'm tired and have classes tomorrow. On that note, time to use Rikki as a pillow and my desk as bed.