i dream of reeking markets and muddy paths

Believe it or not, working at Banana Republic is just not as glorious as one would think. All those days spent in my hut, cough cough, glamorizing American retail got my hopes up way too high...now I dream about urine tainted markets and piles of offensive t-shirts. Moving on...I'm also taking a Spanish class which is going well and the rest of my free time is spent just hanging out with Erica and friends from college. Basically I'm just trying to stay busy until school starts in August; so far my most attractive acceptance is Albert Einstein (Bronx). Okay, there's my little update for you all, you're the bestest~

Tommy