I love summer rain.

It rained again today and they painted the rooms in Kili. The air smells nice and fresh. And I'm alone all over again.

Nina and Larry hit the road (or air?) towards Costa Rica and so it's just Winston and me. Somehow I feel like Bridget Jones in one of her nightmares in the movie: dying all alone being eaten by her dogs. I hope Winston won’t decide to do that to me…
So I'm now here, in this big and beautiful house, which I have for myself, and an enormously huge king-sized bed I share… with a dog. What a great beginning of the summer! I have to admit, it all looked different in my imagination…

But it's not all that bad. I watch movies. Read books I didn’t have time for during the year. And I sleep. I was planning to take a bath this afternoon, something I’ve been dreaming about since I left home. Still, I can't help myself but think that an afternoon spent in the hot tub the way we used to do it, would be so much better. I guess I can't have everything.

I start working on Monday and the ‘intern president’ Adriana volunteered me to give a tour around campus to Shelby. Who knows, maybe it will help me one day.

One could think I have everything someone of my age could possibly wish for summer: a comfortable house without a careful eye of my parents watching me, fridge loaded with good food and time to have some quality ‘me time’. And I'm still not happy. I would trade with anyone who longs for this, because I feel like something else is more important: having someone to watch the movies with, to dance on the couch or just to get chocolate high.

Miss you all.