last day of internship!

can't believe how fast the last six months and a half have passed away.

thanks, dear blog, you've been a real confidante and my last lifeline from boredom.

first thing I noticed when I logged into the intranet today: MRL replied to my email!!!!!!!

I'd already given up waiting for him to answer, but there it was, on my last day of work!

he said, "Do give me a holler if you pass by Paris, AND I MEAN IT."

So glad, I think it will be enough to make my day.

He is one of the coolest people I have ever met, one of my role models (did I ever have one?), a dream of a husband (if only he was... 20 years younger? LOL), the first person who made me think an Asian man that speaks perfect French is oh-so-hot, the first and perhaps the only person who made me think that "PR for government" could possibly be an attractive career (although I still feel the urge to draw a thick, ridiculously conspicuous line between propaganda and 'information services').

Wow, now I actually have someone to call and visit when I go to Paris! This is so exciting!

/ I really want to see J before he leaves. He will be in Korea only for a few days after he comes back from China, and he probably wouldn't have enough time to pack and meet everyone he needs to (and I wouldn't be one of them, or the last one on his list at best). I feel like I could beg: please, lunch? coffee? just fifteen minutes? But I don't want to be the pathetic loser who hasn't made it to law school and has nothing better to do than to cling on to this guy I barely know, this guy who will be leaving to a whole new world and a whole new life. But I also know that he won't call me if I don't, and then we will be less than an acquaintance for the rest of our lives.

Phew.......

/ Jesus said not to worry about what eat or wear.

Yet those have been the two things that have preoccupied my mind in the last six months and a half. Today is not so different. What to have for lunch is about as difficult as the math question on the KSAT that I couldn't even get my hands on. I'm responsible for choosing where to go for lunch, as it's my last day, and this is pure torture. We're going to get out of the office in ten minutes and I have no idea where we should be headed.