This shall be a long, long, long post.
Here is a song I heard on XM awhile ago and I heard again today and decided to find it on youtube:
I haven't updated in over two weeks. It has been a super, super busy two weeks. I finished my last required class of spanish, moved out of my apartment on northwood, and I went to Jamaica with Stacey for a week. I will try to sum up all of these things.
I took my final for spanish 104 at 6:30 p.m. on a wednesday night. I got out at about 7:50. I felt bad going out of it because I had a tenuous 93% going in. I needed a 93% on the exam or better in order to get an A in the class, which I thought I worked hard enough to achieve. However, when I turned the test in I just felt like total shit. I really felt I had lost the A. However, later the next night I found out I did indeed get an A. Yes!
So, after the exam, I proceeded to clean my apartment. By that time I had almost everything but my mattress and some other crap out of the room. I cleaned thr apartment all night long because I was afraid Pella, my landlord company, whould be a bitch and try to screw me out of my security deposit. That night was the first night in my entire life that I have gone without sleeping for a second. At 6:00 a.m. I went to the storage unit and deposited a truck load of stuff. I remember it vividly because I watched the sun come up between the towers and the football field. It was pretty amazing, despite how tired I was. I also discovered that Caribou Coffee opens on thursdays sometime before 5:30 a.m. because I went there at 5:45 a.m. I then kept cleaning until about 11:00 a.m. when I went to a UPS store and shipped my U-Verse cable box out. At some point Adam, my brother, helped me move out my mattress and some other random boxes. At about 4:00 p.m. Stacey came and we finished up the cleaning. I vacuumed and scrubbed everywhere in that apartment. I probably left it in better condition then I recieved it.... When I turned the key in, inside of an evelope in the after-hours lockbox at pella, I just felt total relief but also a bit of nostalgia wash over me. Like, pangs of "this is a life change". I am way to over sentimental about change. However, I read a quote on a calendar last week that said "Change is often painful but is neccesary for survival". I think that is 100% true.
So, Stacey and I stayed in Adam's dorm, morrision hall, that night. That was the first time in more than two years that I showered in a communal dorm room shower... Didn't miss that experience at all. Stacey and I hit the hay at about 1:00 a.m. and woke up at around 6:30 a.m. A little over five hours of sleep in two days. It was crazy. We then went to the airport and went through the check points. We flew out of Columbus into Charlotte, NC. Then, we flew into Montego Bay, Jamaica. I didn't sleep a second on either plane. I hate flying. I just felt total anxiety and fear on both. It was stacey's first time flying and she was pretty relaxed. I don't do flying well, I guess.. Eh. I found out when I go to a shuttle to the hotel that our resort was 2 hours from the airport... It was a big surprise to me.. Eh.
This is turning out to be much longer than I anticipated... So, I will post tomorrow about how Jamaica was and the days after it. Stacey is coming out in a few so we can chill and talk about food arrangments for the next year. I helped her clean out her basement today. She organized her dad's horse tack. I couldn't tell if it made her sad or not to go through it but I was definently saddend by it. Oh well, hasta luego.
Click to viewI haven't updated in over two weeks. It has been a super, super busy two weeks. I finished my last required class of spanish, moved out of my apartment on northwood, and I went to Jamaica with Stacey for a week. I will try to sum up all of these things.
I took my final for spanish 104 at 6:30 p.m. on a wednesday night. I got out at about 7:50. I felt bad going out of it because I had a tenuous 93% going in. I needed a 93% on the exam or better in order to get an A in the class, which I thought I worked hard enough to achieve. However, when I turned the test in I just felt like total shit. I really felt I had lost the A. However, later the next night I found out I did indeed get an A. Yes!
So, after the exam, I proceeded to clean my apartment. By that time I had almost everything but my mattress and some other crap out of the room. I cleaned thr apartment all night long because I was afraid Pella, my landlord company, whould be a bitch and try to screw me out of my security deposit. That night was the first night in my entire life that I have gone without sleeping for a second. At 6:00 a.m. I went to the storage unit and deposited a truck load of stuff. I remember it vividly because I watched the sun come up between the towers and the football field. It was pretty amazing, despite how tired I was. I also discovered that Caribou Coffee opens on thursdays sometime before 5:30 a.m. because I went there at 5:45 a.m. I then kept cleaning until about 11:00 a.m. when I went to a UPS store and shipped my U-Verse cable box out. At some point Adam, my brother, helped me move out my mattress and some other random boxes. At about 4:00 p.m. Stacey came and we finished up the cleaning. I vacuumed and scrubbed everywhere in that apartment. I probably left it in better condition then I recieved it.... When I turned the key in, inside of an evelope in the after-hours lockbox at pella, I just felt total relief but also a bit of nostalgia wash over me. Like, pangs of "this is a life change". I am way to over sentimental about change. However, I read a quote on a calendar last week that said "Change is often painful but is neccesary for survival". I think that is 100% true.
So, Stacey and I stayed in Adam's dorm, morrision hall, that night. That was the first time in more than two years that I showered in a communal dorm room shower... Didn't miss that experience at all. Stacey and I hit the hay at about 1:00 a.m. and woke up at around 6:30 a.m. A little over five hours of sleep in two days. It was crazy. We then went to the airport and went through the check points. We flew out of Columbus into Charlotte, NC. Then, we flew into Montego Bay, Jamaica. I didn't sleep a second on either plane. I hate flying. I just felt total anxiety and fear on both. It was stacey's first time flying and she was pretty relaxed. I don't do flying well, I guess.. Eh. I found out when I go to a shuttle to the hotel that our resort was 2 hours from the airport... It was a big surprise to me.. Eh.
This is turning out to be much longer than I anticipated... So, I will post tomorrow about how Jamaica was and the days after it. Stacey is coming out in a few so we can chill and talk about food arrangments for the next year. I helped her clean out her basement today. She organized her dad's horse tack. I couldn't tell if it made her sad or not to go through it but I was definently saddend by it. Oh well, hasta luego.