Kaeldra and Lyf... in Charlottesville

First of all, I apologise for the long, long long silence, and I feel stupider already, because I can't remember how I used to write.
This is not going to be mass recalling session because I don't want to, so all in all... I am so sorry that I have not emailed many of you, because I considered one of those mass emails you send to people like a greeting card, but have always found those crappy and impersonal; because I have different things to say to different people. Consider this my letter to all of you before I get off my high horse of packed schedule where I don't actually get many things done.
Before I forget. Apparently Dave Matthews Band played at the Amphitheatre of UVA today at 10am and I was still asleep due to late-nighter the day before. Damn, damn, and here's wishing it was a rumour.
Jason Mraz is definitely coming in October though, and I Must Go, because that would be one of the reasons for throwing myself into this pool in the first place.
__________________________

These have been the longest two weeks of my life, and the hardest.
Americans are androids. They raise hands to Make Points, party hard, are involved in an average of four organizations/activities each, and talk, talk, talk like they'd stop breathing if they didn't. Or maybe it's just UVA. This town is small, silent and quaint, because on exploration downtown today we found a soda fountain and a handful of second-hand bookshops. And I can't show you it all; one of my windows has a rusty lock in place that seeps black dust on your hands if you touch it - or if we drop the metaphor, my camera is suffering from mysterious I/O errors and won't let me transfer my photos onto the computer.
There aren't that many though. They don't show much. Aside from the fact, for example, that Clara, Jen and I went crazy with Harry Potter hats in a toy store downtown today. Or that Convocation was under the trees on a muggy day, and that clearly, I always fall slightly in love, and always with the wrong person, or the wrong thing.