Happy birthday to you

Hey everybody, it's my little brother Thorin's Birthday today! He's one year old, and I'm missing it. Anyways, much love to him and all back home. Now, on to the fun stuff...Like sewing. Yup, I ended up hemming this girl's (Chelsea) dress for her, for national day, which is Friday, so I was up untill 1 last night, doing it by hand, making it look really good, Grandmom would have been proud of me. Thats the big fuss on campus right now, National Day. We're gearing up right now, with the show (I'm in five of the eleven acts), the dinner, and the dance afterwards (costume of course, with Halloween so close). I'm taking Loren, the second year from Australia, who is Hunter's (USA) girlfriend, so she's one of the three safe people. People I can take and get away with taking and not get all the "Oh, does he like her?" sh-stuff. Anyways, because Hunter is cooking all that good American food, she was looking for someone, and asknig random people, and I was the first guy to say yes. Anyways...oh yeah, I ran 18k on Monday, and we're going out again tommorrow to finish the Marathon. Damn, that's crazt, but fun, because you're running alongside the bay for most of the way, on this little gravel rails-to-trails trail, so that was cool. I went with Tessa, who, as you might recall, was the same person I was running with when I beat myself up, so...But she's a marathoner, and wants me to do the Seattle Marathon with her, because I'm the only one here, aside from Stuart, (erstwhile director), who she can train up to it in a month and a half. but hey, whatever works. I have to go write and English essay now. Ironically enough, the only classes I am having trouble in and really don't like are my two languages. I really like the rest of my courses, but English and Spanish I detest. I have never actually hated a class before, but English is giving it a run for the money. I don't know why, I think its mostly just the teacher. I'm sure he's a fine teacher, and a capable instructor, in fact, I'm positive, if he's here, but I don't see it anywhere. We're still doing the cutesy little cardboard and marker posters in class, as projects, and when we do do analysis, he doesn't really say anything worth saying. I don't want to hate on him, but he doesn't really have anything to add to the conversation. Anyways, I have to finish this essay I'm writing for him, have fun, much love to all, esp Short Stuff, I'm gone

Nathan