Well in the past month I finished up Lagniappe with pretty good grades, partied a little, and made a lot of new friends . . . . I got close to some peoplpe that I never would have gotten close to otherwise. I guess that’s one thing about Tulane– there are so many different people but if you run into someone once, you’ll probably run into him/her again. So its not like the two of you can just go on with your separate lives and never see each other again. Which brings me to my most recent story . . . .
This summer, I was in two lab classes, one of which was a difficult advanced biology lab. I made friends with another kid, as I didn’t know anyone and was the youngest person in this lab. This kid turned into more than my lab partner . . . he turned into my friend.
And now, 7 weeks after we met, we’re hanging out in Russia together. My family actually lives in Russia, but his uncle works here. So by random coincidence we’re both here at the same time, staying a 12 minute walk away from each other. In fact, just last night we were at a popular expatriot hangout, watching Russian teens dance to techno, and we thought, “man, we New Orleans people need to show them how to dance!”
And so we did!
Me and Clint
Dancing the night away . . . .
