Today was uneventful. Literally. I did absolutely nothing productive besides showing up to one of my two classes today and running an errand for my grandma who is visiting us from Nashville. But it is all going to get 10 times better because Grey’s Anatomy starts back up tonight at 9! Yay! Is it just pathetic that I am still flaunting over Doctor McDreamy or what?! 🙂
Anyway, let’s get to the point of this post: China is freakin’ forever far away! My best friend Ashlee is in China teaching English to the cute Chinese kids right now and I’m working about 30 to 25 hours a week and doing 14 credits (and I’m proud to say that I have been juggling everything pretty okay-ish). My classes consist of an ONLINE Chemistry class (O-N-L-I-N-E Chemistry. HA!), Math 950 & 990, Spanish 1010 (More like 3200–it’s way over my head!), Education 2700 Workshop class, and Studies in Shakespeare (by far my favorite class!). The homework is a quiet the haul but I am proud to say that I am almost caught up!
Besides work, school, keeping up with Ashlee, and Grey’s Anatomy, I’ve had this really annoying boy problem. Let’s call him McSteamy (you’ll have to forgive the GA references for the rest of this post. I’m a little too excited for the new season to start in two hours). McSteamy is a nice guy, don’t get me wrong, but boy, does he know how to pull at heart-strings. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the fact that I purposely ditch the class that we have together and try to avoid him at work at all costs, I think that I wouldn’t be having this dilemma. Long story, short (because I’m sure that none of you want to hear the woes of a twenty-year-old’s love life) he asked me out, we dated, held hands, kissed, and then broke up. The end.
But as of right now, McSteamy is starting to drive me up the wall. Big time. I can’t get more than six words out of him. Before the break up, we could talk for six hours straight. But now, something is awkward so I find myself in a dilemma: What do I do? I guess it’s pretty simple and I should listen to T-Swift in her hit song “We Are Never, Ever, EVER Getting Back Together.” Tell him just that. Maybe that will solve the problem or it’ll just make it worse. So, for now, I’m avoiding him because I don’t know what else to do.
(P.S. This is the part where you chip in and tell me what to do. Thanks.)
Other than that, nothing exciting is going on. Unless you count the shuttle bus rides, both parents dating people, my “Health is HAPPY” obsession, and the missionary letter I got. But I’ll do those ones in another post. xo