I am supposed to be writing a lab write up. Whoops. I only had one class today. I did nothing. I did finish my book though. I wrote some letters too. I spent all day trying to get friends on the phone. Tracy I feel much better having talked to you. I missed you and I worry so much being over here and not being able to talk to you and see what exactly is going on. I feel useless. Thank you to everyone who remembered my birthday. You all made it one of my best birthdays ever. I just walked around and felt loved all day besides the brief period (4hrs) spent counting dead aquatic invertebrates. That was disturbing. I go lots of nice cards and happy birthday hugs. My friend made me the most wonderful cake ever. Covered with white and dark chocolate dragonflies. It was impressive. I will see if he can send me the picture he took of it so I can pass it on to you all. After recovering on Friday my friend Sarah (from CFHS studying in Dunedin) and I drove to Kaikura and swam with dolphins on Saturday. That was amazing. Wonderful. Surreal. Cold. Afterwards we had soup in a little café. All the sudden sarah told me to look back. It was Becca Gelenberg. Now you must realize that neither of us had seen Becca since she moved away in 7th grade. It was strange. She is in sydney for the semester. Sarah and I then went to the West Coast. There were no radio stations so we amused ourselves singigng disney tunes and eighties songs the best we could at the top of our lungs. Stayed in Westport. It rained. We ate pancakes at the pancake rocks—cool limestone formations. We then drove home looking for a place with out rain. No such luck so we came home to chch. Made a Mexican feast the best we could without chilies or jalepenos. We had to use pizza peppers for spice. I made tortillas. It was fun. We ate birthday cake. It was good. Sarah left this morning. I miss her it was fun to hang around with her for a while. Just to have someone who has known me since I was 11. We reminisced about high school and what everyone is doing. I really didn’t stay in touch with many people. It is strange to think about everyone again. I had forgotten some funny stories.