It really is just taking up space. Hopefully I can get it all done tonight, or I will not be making that early flight in the morning. Now, with only a few hours left, I am most definitely excited.
Cheers,
L
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Last Night...
It's my last night in America. Looks like I'll be packing all night, since I certainly haven't been doing any of that these past few days. Well, in a way, I have been. I've been throwing random articles of clothing into a bag and hoping that I'll have enough stuff to last me three months. So I basically have this pile of luggage that is bigger than me, but no stuff in any of them yet.
It really is just taking up space. Hopefully I can get it all done tonight, or I will not be making that early flight in the morning. Now, with only a few hours left, I am most definitely excited.
Cheers,
L
It really is just taking up space. Hopefully I can get it all done tonight, or I will not be making that early flight in the morning. Now, with only a few hours left, I am most definitely excited.
Cheers,
L
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
A Few Days Off The Grid...
So I drove back home from the big city on Thursday in order to start packing and organizing my stuff before I leave. Or at least, this is what I said I was going to do and instead I met up with a bunch of friends for three days and did what I wanted to do without caring about whatever was happening on Facebook or DA or Tumblr. It was definitely for the best because I had some great bonding experiences with my very, very good friends. I think I appreciate them even more now that I don't have the luxury of seeing them whenever I please. It was one of those things where I guess I felt I could hang out whenever because they were right down the street, though I usually didn't do this because I had "better things to do", like killing zombies or watching reruns of Bones. Now that I'm going half-way around the world, I realize how much I'm going to just miss the hell out of everyone, which accounts for my frolicking about at all hours of the night on adventures into the unknown.
(Luckily, I get to go to Japan with one of my really good friends, so life will be good!)
While here in Athens, I met up with a bunch of my friends who just returned from Japan, so their stories only made me want to go even more than before. They kept telling me how jealous they were of me, because they want to go back so badly. It definitely helps my anxiety a little, because I always had this little part of me wondering if I would really like Japan as much as I thought. Just from what they told me, I can't understand how I would hate everything entirely. Surely there will be things strange or uncomfortable for me, but I don't think I will walk away from this experience and say that I never want to go back. Because of this, all of us are applying for JET program. Hopefully, we get accepted! It would be so fun to teach in Japan.
(Here I am already talking about going back when I haven't even gotten there yet!)
But anyway. I met with them, had some drinks. Met with my good high school friend and had drinks while watching How to Train Your Dragon. Cute movie, good vodka.
Anyways.
My mom came home on Sunday and we were all serious business about packing. Essentially, we watched Resident Evil and went to bed early so we could sleep in the next day. There wasn't much that we could do because the washing machine broke at about 2am on Sunday morning. I had just come back from Key's place (post How to Train Your Dragon AND Tangled) and found Gary leaning over the washing machine like a man possessed. Then it vomited all over his feet and the laundry room smelled like a swamp for the next few days.
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In any case. Gary and my mom went to buy a washing machine on Sunday afternoon while I just threw things in and out of a suitcase like I knew what I was doing. Eventually I just brought a bunch of clothes in baskets back up to Columbus. I plan on sorting them tomorrow. And doing more laundry. And maybe actually trying to lighten my load. I should most definitely do this, because I leave on Thursday morning and I'm not ready yet.
Luckily I have vacuum seal bags to make things flat in there. Now it's all about hoping the shit is under 50lbs.
Now it's two days away from leaving and I'm back up in C-bus with a whole day to kill tomorrow. I guess I'll just eat a lot of food and try to fold things into neat little squares.
Cheers,
L
[Here she is, my Emmeh.]
While here in Athens, I met up with a bunch of my friends who just returned from Japan, so their stories only made me want to go even more than before. They kept telling me how jealous they were of me, because they want to go back so badly. It definitely helps my anxiety a little, because I always had this little part of me wondering if I would really like Japan as much as I thought. Just from what they told me, I can't understand how I would hate everything entirely. Surely there will be things strange or uncomfortable for me, but I don't think I will walk away from this experience and say that I never want to go back. Because of this, all of us are applying for JET program. Hopefully, we get accepted! It would be so fun to teach in Japan.
(Here I am already talking about going back when I haven't even gotten there yet!)
But anyway. I met with them, had some drinks. Met with my good high school friend and had drinks while watching How to Train Your Dragon. Cute movie, good vodka.
Anyways.
My mom came home on Sunday and we were all serious business about packing. Essentially, we watched Resident Evil and went to bed early so we could sleep in the next day. There wasn't much that we could do because the washing machine broke at about 2am on Sunday morning. I had just come back from Key's place (post How to Train Your Dragon AND Tangled) and found Gary leaning over the washing machine like a man possessed. Then it vomited all over his feet and the laundry room smelled like a swamp for the next few days.
.___.
In any case. Gary and my mom went to buy a washing machine on Sunday afternoon while I just threw things in and out of a suitcase like I knew what I was doing. Eventually I just brought a bunch of clothes in baskets back up to Columbus. I plan on sorting them tomorrow. And doing more laundry. And maybe actually trying to lighten my load. I should most definitely do this, because I leave on Thursday morning and I'm not ready yet.
Luckily I have vacuum seal bags to make things flat in there. Now it's all about hoping the shit is under 50lbs.
Now it's two days away from leaving and I'm back up in C-bus with a whole day to kill tomorrow. I guess I'll just eat a lot of food and try to fold things into neat little squares.
Cheers,
L
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