I finished the semester. I got all A’s.
I had a nice winter break.Saw family and friends. Had a spa day. Good all around.
I flirted with a classmate over text. He asked me on a date.
I returned to NYC. I had my French reading proficiency exam. I passed.
I had my date. We went to an Italian restaurant in the Village, saw some comedy at the Upright Citizens Brigade Theatre, and on a whim ended up back in Astoria at a hookah bar.
I started my semester. Only three classes this time, phew.
Had a sort of second date when we went to Flushing for the Lunar New Year parade and some Asian eats. (There is Chinatown in Manhattan, but Flushing Queens is like AsiaCity.)
I got a teaching assistantship at Baruch College for a Global history course. The prof already seems happy with my work. She wants me to assist her in the fall, and I will if I can. And next spring, she wants me to take over teaching her class when she is on sabbatical for her research. Cool!
Still working at Starbucks. I wrote a diatribe stating why, but I deleted it.
I cooked a real meal Tuesday night. I’m looking forward to doing it again soon.