I just came back from LAX – once again – where I drove Peter, my Australian roommate, for his flight to Chicago, the second step of his short world tour started in LA. It is hard but rewarding to wake at 4:45am, not only for there is less traffic on the 405 but also because this is truly the perfect Californian day and witnessing the sunrise was really comforting. Listening to AC/DC’s “If you want Blood” live album in the car and having a nice walk down Veteran Blvd (Damn, I have never had to park so far) were enough to get me really awake and so I thought “what the heck, let’s blog it, I’m not going back to sleep now anyway”.

Now that Peter is gone, our apartment in the graduate residence is really feeling empty. It was already so since we have been selling our furniture over craigslist over the week-end (contact me if you are looking for a queen bed :).

And so, yes, this is the end of my term at UCLA. It officially ended last night with my ultimate class of Managerial Interpersonal Communication. This end of term has a nostalgic feel for most exchange students, many of whom are reaching the end of their MBA studies with this term. I will have a block week class when I return to London in 3 weeks but I sure share the feeling. There will be more reasons for good times and nostalgia with some partying tonight: our final diner between exchange students. It will have to be a softer version of last week general MBA-end-of-term celebrations – or there will be Johnny Cash tattooed on my liver soon.

Note: Riff Raff is the opening title on “If you want blood”.