It's not spending, it's investing.
Sunday, 05.13.2012 - 23:48 pm.

I've been consuming time and money like crazy this week, for two reasons: painting and fixing stuff at the new apartment, and planning a trip to Bolivia in June, to attend a Psych Congress (!).

About the trip, cross your fingers for me: I have to apply for a visa, which requires me getting the yellow fever shot and presenting my plane tickets and hotel reservations; got the reservations, the flights are paid for. I need to travel to Santiago to apply for the visa, and also request permission to the scholarship agency to leave the country. I'm already spending so much money on this, I'd better get the visa and the permission (and I think I need a transit visa for Peru, too; dammit). I can't not go after all the investment. Life is now, eh? Happiness is not built on belongings but on experiences, etc. Which is why I'm getting through this ordeal in the first place.

Then it's been the usual endless school assignment, paper after paper after paper; complex cases at the psych clinic; and SPSS for dummies for my thesis.

Everyday I grow happier with Andrew. I realize he is the man that's given me the most pleasure in my life. And I don't say it sexually (though it applies), it's just a pleasure being with him and building a life with him. He's considerate and takes care of the details. He's very homely and enjoys home improvement and the like (e.g. kitchen/bedroom/bathroom/living room porn), which is why we're investing even more on the new apartment.

On friday night, he invited our friend Chris over to play their online game. He told him to bring his girlfriend, Anita, our classmate, my friend and my colleague at the psych clinic. The boys played while I helped her with an essay, but it got too late and I was falling asleep. We went to bed at 3 am and Andrew was being sweet to me since they left, more than usual, and the next day he said he felt guilty for making the plans and just dragging us girls along (in his defense, he thought we'd watch a movie, but she had this thing to do and I'd said I'd help her).

I was a bit bugged, yes, the boys made the plan and Anita and I just kind of tried to find a way to entertain ourselves while they played. But I wasn't mad about that because we...well, we didn't have fun because we were working, but it was a fruitful session. However, I really appreciated that Andrew noticed it wasn't the best situation for all. We agreed that next time they want to play, they will get together on their own and party hard [geek style] until they want to, not until I can't keep my eyes open.

Andrew asked me today to marry him. That's a given. But he said he was just making sure he wouldn't make a fool out of himself when he asked in public. Good, good man.

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