Anyways, I've been thinking (oh no!). Europe was amazing. We were free to do what we pleased, as long as we were in our rooms at curfew and up for breakfast the next morning. I honestly believe that we grew up more in the last month than our group did during senior year. We learned to manage our time and money, as well as discover our limits.

After 28 days, however, I returned to the land where -- to quote one of USC's guest lecturers (my cousin and I laughed when he mentioned this, since he mentioned the specific place I live) "There is nothing to do in [blank] except sit around and go on AIM." Since I've come back, life has become mundane, boring.

I forgot where I was going with this. Ah, the things I do when I'm in that euphoric state of sleepiness...