I have been lamenting in my return to southern California, so i will use that as my scapegoat as to why i have not written on here in so long. It was a hard transition from going to a place where i truly enjoyed my job, and had some of my closer friends around me to returning to an area where i am going to school that i am somewhat burnt out on and uninterested in. I will concede that i was living in a semi imaginary world while in London since i was spending more money than i was bringing in, but since that is all i do while in school it didn't seem all that foreign.
I have discovered that my age seems to be my own down fall. I have gotten into a bit of a habit of socializing with people who are older than me, this goes along fine and well and jolly and i enjoy the conversations, but unfortunately one of the questions that most people enjoy asking of people they don't know particularly well is there age. case in point; not this, but the previous Sunday i was over at my friend Matt's house for dinner. While over there i met a friend of his from grad school who was also over there. We eat drank and were marry and his friend (natalie) and i seemed to get along rather well. I ended up giving her a ride home and we exchanged numbers before she left. The following Saturday I called here because she was planning on going out to Hollywood with friends and had suggested i should come along. She seemed glad to have me call and one of her friends later after some consumption of alcohol made a comment along the lines about how excited she was to see me. I met her sister and old friends etc. We hang out all not, all things went well, kissed here good night and she told me to not wait to call her back. The following day (Sunday again) I went over to Matt's for dinner again and of course she was there we were glad to see eachother etc. Then the unfortanite conversation of how old someone else in group was (he acted around 17 but turned out to be 20) it cotinued around the circle and not being one to lie it came out that i was only 21. We continued to hang out for the rest of the night, went over to her house with friends, watched TV etc. Agreed that we were going to try and hang out that wednesday, she walks me out to my car etc. Wednseday (yesterday) roles around I call her, she doesn't pick up and she doesn't call back. Okey, so i figure she probably didn't get her work done, it would be nice if she had called back or texted, but what ever. Today i text her in the evening, an hour later get a text back about how busy she is with midterms etc. she is booked for the next two weeks, but maybe after that we can catch up. My conclusions, previously she seemed very interested in me the only thing that i can see that changed is here discovering that i am 3-5 years younger than her and her weighing the consequences of this. Did i also mention i like over analyzing everything? Well obviously i do. Maybe i am just being silly and should just take things slowly and everything will work out, and if it doesn't maybe i am better off. Damn she is intelligent, attractive, has similar political and lack of religious views as me, and she likes to go out and have a good time, when do I ever get that combination?
Enough of my girl drama, I am living off campus in a house with 4 other guys. Living off campus is wonderful, i've known all the people since my freshman year, but sharing a bathroom with two other guys and a kitchen with 4 others is a little bit rough. A fine compromise i would say though to getting to come home to people who actually care about how you are, but not in an annoying motherly way.
Damn this class i am sitting in isn't interesting. Oh well, i am getting boerd with my own writing so i will end now.

hope all is well!