In a Rut

Yep, we are, which is ridiculous on my part because I stay home all day. It's starting to get pathetic. I need to find a job. Argh!

Oh! And I found out at my surprise welcome home party (My friends make me all warm inside) that someone I'd know for a while was a nerdfighter. He yelled DFTBA to a friend leaving. My first time meeting a nerdfighter IRL! We gave each other the nerdfighter salute and everything. :D

Stephanie: I hate to sound preachy, but your school life sounds like mine right before I got kicked out of my college for poor grades, and I don't want the same for you. My advice is to get help, use your schools resources, and take this seriously. I know that it's hard to get motivated, but if you don't motivate yourself then you'll wait for something else to do so, only to find out that you wasted that time because it was always you who needed that needed to get over yourself. But perhaps that got a bit personal. After all my problem could be summed up in a quote from the pilot episode of one of my favorite TV shows, NBC's Community (Six seasons and a movie!) when the main character says:

"The funny thing about being smart is that you can get through most of life without ever having to do any work. So I'm not really sure how to do that"

Yours may be different, but probably stems from the same source: laziness. :P As it is, my advice still stands.

Ugh, I talked about myself too much in this. I think that it's a side affect of not filling out a job application in 48 hours, so I'm not tired talking about myself quit yet. And now I am.

Alda: Donde estas chica? How's your art going?

Let's Pretend That Friday Night/Saturday Morning is really Thursday Afternoon.

Okay? Okay.

I'm so bad at blogging!

So, um. It's been...two? three? weeks. I don't know. Life has been extremely uneventful lately, actually. Exams are FINALLY over, and I did horrible on almost all of them. I've been really stressed out this semester, and I'm not entirely sure why. Physics has been the worst for me, because I just simply don't understand it, but I have to take it in order to get my degree (and in order to be accepted into veterinary school).

So, I'm a little stressed. Well, more than a little.

A lot.

Every other aspect of life has been generally boring as well, I guess. I've still got this slightly-more-than-friends-but-not-really thing going on with Corey. I don't know what to call it, but he's sort of just my best friend with benefits, and it seems to be working out fine for both of us. I was going to bug him to come down to see me this weekend so I could have someone to see The Hunger Games with, but I kept forgetting to ask and now it's the weekend, so oh well. Maybe next time.

So...yeah. I have no idea what to write about.

Where are you guys?!

It's lonely here.

Maybe we should have some more themed weeks to get us blogging again? Maybe one could be on our favorite books/movie/tv show/whatever? I dunno. We seem to be in a bit of a rut -- a not-blogging rut.

Hope to hear from you girls soon! Have an awesome week!

Forever Young

Waiting outside of the most popular restaurant down the street from my roommate's apartment on a bench at 9:00 at night.She wanted to go to Ruby Tuesdays, but I did not want to spend my last night in Chile going to an American restaurant. We talked about what's next and the city and what I would and should not miss about it, or if I'll miss anything at all. We waited longer than we should have on a bench for my name to get called. I'll never did figure out how to enter a restaurant in Chile.

Going out and drinking disgusting beer, but going out anyway because it is not staying in. Going dancing afterwards and dancing most of the night with a guy who was just grabby enough for the mood I was in and feeling breathless every time we parted. I never wanted chivalry to die in a ditch more than those moments, but was grateful for the distance later. I still have a hard time forgetting the way he held me.

Driving in a week-old friend's car down a familiar road, the only other road that I had ridden through in a car besides the one we just came from. We were several Terremotos deep (and beers for a few). Hours-old friend to my right and month-old friend to her right, the boys in the front two seats. Jay-Z comes on the radio and we sing "Forever young, I wanna be forever young" loudly out open windows and into the night.

The way the stuffy sweat smell of the metro, tiredness from hours on my feet, and the beep of the door closing was irrelevant to the feeling of the air blowing through my hair or around my scarf when the metro first started moving.

The stares I would get everyday from so many people for being the only young, black girl for miles.
The catcalls and kisses blown at me from creeps on the street and how secretly flattered I was of them when I first got them.

How it seemed like nobody understood me at times, trying to attempt competence in Castillano.

How nice and willing to help everyone was. They always called me a baby when I told them my age and didn't know how to respond when they asked me where I was from and I told them form the U.S. How everyone in the office was given a cute nickname and I never got it, like at all. They called me Karena, thought that was because there was another Karina in the office. When she was gone they slipped up and called me Kare or Karenita. I loved just about everyone at the embassy. From staff to DCM.

The other interns and how I felt like I wanted to go everywhere with them.

Santiago, This is how I'll remember you.

Was traveling on Monday so I didn't post. I missed everyone back home, but it's just sunk in that I'm in my considerably smaller city and there isn't something to do every day of the week. Haha. Just movies on weekdays.

I must live the most boring life.

I honestly never do anything remotely exciting. But, more on that later. Maybe.

Sooooo. Another rather uneventful week. I still haven't met up with the guy I was talking about last week, and now I'm not so sure if I want to. It's not that we don't get along or that I'm not attracted to him, but I dunno. Something just changed and I don't know what. I also find it slightly annoying that he's always texting me...usually while I'm in class or in the middle of something. So, I dunno. I feel kind of bad about it.

I've got some midterms coming up next week, since spring break is just around the corner. I have a couple immediately after spring break, plus some lab reports to write, so I can't even let go and have fun (mostly because my spring break is a week after everyone's else's, including Corey's, whose spring break starts tomorrow). Lovely way to spend my "break" from class, right? Though I don't know if it's really a break, since I'll be studying and writing papers the whole time. :/

But, on a lighter note. I went and looked at apartments, and we found one that the three of us absolutely love, even though 2 of the 3 bedrooms are ridiculously small when compared to the master. I put up a picture so you can see the layout, but you can clearly see the size difference in the rooms. I think I'm getting stuck in the smallest one (the 10x9'6), but at least Sam and I will be paying less per month for our much smaller rooms. :D

So, life is still pretty normal. Nothing too overly exciting. I kind of like when things are this way, though. I like predictability when it comes to life.

I also think I finally came to terms with the fact that I'm single, and I think I'm actually happier this way. I don't think I want a boyfriend right now, mostly because I have so much to do with my schoolwork, and I think having a boyfriend will just distract me from my studies.

So, yeah. Have an awesome week!