Dad left, and real life begins again
Why do I call the hustle and bustle of studying and doing endless last-minute paperwork real life? Ok, so real life ended now that my dad left, and this annoying part of life began. Instead of learning in class, I have to get ready to prove that I did. Instead of making phone calls to my friends, I have to send a bunch of letters and evidence to convince the company to let me out of my contract. But to do that I have to do a million other things first. There's a 2-page list of stuff to do to get out of here!
Plus, I just realized I got June and July mixed up and missed my flight date that I was going to change. This is not really a problem, but what is a problem is that all the dates are booked from here to August 23rd, the day after SFSU starts. So it looks like I'll have to refund my ticket and buy a new one. So now I'm on the hunt for a flight. That throws everything at the fan. Ugh.
I keep trying not to be in a panic right now. I know that everything will work out and I won't be stranded here in Europe. But damn.
And, oh, the weather. If it's not too hot to walk, it's too wet to. Right now it's sporadically pouring and constantly windy. But still hot. And I gotta walk like a mile to the bank and back to make sure I can pay the rent. Without and umbrella or raincoat.
I am probably going to Tübingen this weekend to celebrate my friend Eric's birthday. It may be the last time I am there. Maybe not. I don't know if I'll have time to see my host family in Horb again. It would be horrible not to. It all depends on my flight right now. Which I guess I need to go change so I will stop typing.
It sure was a blessing to have a good time with my dad, because now it's all storming in.
Plus, I just realized I got June and July mixed up and missed my flight date that I was going to change. This is not really a problem, but what is a problem is that all the dates are booked from here to August 23rd, the day after SFSU starts. So it looks like I'll have to refund my ticket and buy a new one. So now I'm on the hunt for a flight. That throws everything at the fan. Ugh.
I keep trying not to be in a panic right now. I know that everything will work out and I won't be stranded here in Europe. But damn.
And, oh, the weather. If it's not too hot to walk, it's too wet to. Right now it's sporadically pouring and constantly windy. But still hot. And I gotta walk like a mile to the bank and back to make sure I can pay the rent. Without and umbrella or raincoat.
I am probably going to Tübingen this weekend to celebrate my friend Eric's birthday. It may be the last time I am there. Maybe not. I don't know if I'll have time to see my host family in Horb again. It would be horrible not to. It all depends on my flight right now. Which I guess I need to go change so I will stop typing.
It sure was a blessing to have a good time with my dad, because now it's all storming in.