I kind of forgot how far New Jersey really is from Utah. I keep on getting reminded that New Jersey is across the country every time I tell someone how I'm getting home. Instead of the tradition 5 hour plane flight, I decided to take a train home, which will take a mind numbing 50-something hours to travel across the country on the ground. But it all started today. I finished my finals, amazingly, on Tuesday. 3 finals in two days. Although my friends seemed to have been jealous that I was done by Tuesday, they do not quite realize what kind of stress was being caused on my insides. My stomach was a ball of nervous tension. I would go to sleep and awake with the same tension, and it wasn't realized until Tuesday afternoon. Biology happened at 7:30, Monday morning. I did decent after about 3 days of studying. I am just grateful that I'm done with the functions of the cells and energy cycles and how DNA somehow, magically, turns into RNA. It really all seemed like magic, and I just couldn't seem to grasp the concept that this is happening right now in my cells... and that is why my eyes are blue :)
Tuesday, my finals were back to back, and that was probably the worst. because not only did I have to study for one exam, but two! and there wasn't even time between them. Math first, then US institutions, which was the bane of my existence this semester. sure, I might have grown up in the country, but who really cares about what the constitution? As long as I know that I have the freedom to write all this, and put it out on the internet just because I want to, what else is there to know? Okay, yes, i realize that the constitution is actually pretty important and can be kind of cool, but... honestly, don't care.
My train leaves Friday morning. Well, I guess it can't really be called morning, since the sun won't even be up when I do depart. But I had to travel down from Logan to Pleasant Grove, so do laundry. My family is so generous. They let me do as much laundry as I need to do... which happens to be a lot. I might actually be able to separate the colors and such. this is going to be an adventure! the drive down from Logan, as always, was uneventful. except for the part where I seemed to have entertained a van full of teenagers. What happened was:
I put the Cat Empire on... they are a pretty dance-y band to listen to, and it's hard not to dance when you listen to them. if you don't move while listening to their music, then you have no soul. I was stopped at a red light, and I happen to look over, and see this girl, I start dancing and she finally looks at me, and I smile at her. I think I probably weirded her out. I then continued to dance the way that I car dance (which really must be an entertaining sight) and I look over again, and the boy sitting in the back seat started to laugh too. I looked at him, smiled, and kept on dancing. The car drove away, and I felt content knowing that I had at least made someone laugh this day. Albeit, they were laughing at me, it didn't really make much of a difference. I enjoyed myself.
Driving through the canyon was one of the scariest experiences of my life. There's this fog thing that happens in happy valley. I've been told that it's toxic. It reminds me of the first batman movie, Batman Returns, where the crazy man is able to put the toxic gas to make everyone hallucinate and go crazy. pretty sure that's what's happening in happy valley. actually, what I'm told is that it's called inversion, and it's pollution. Everyone complains about it, but I am from Jersey, so I'm pretty sure I've inhaled worse things. but it makes for terrible driving conditions. It's wicked thick, and I could hardly see anything while driving for a bit. So naturally, I drove faster. Logic: because if I go faster, I'll get out of the toxic fog faster. right? okay, maybe not. that's probably why I almost hit a truck...... naw, he was pulled over off the road.
Other than those two eventful happenings, nothing else. Traffic sucks, especially when people don't know how to drive. and why in the world would you be talking on your cell phone AND driving in the fast lane ALL THE SAME TIME?! you naturally drive slower when you talk on the phone, and ergo, facto, oreo, piss off everyone else behind you. But I am safely in Pleasant Grove. I'll do laundry tonight/tomorrow. pack up my clothes, hopefully my presents won't break. here grandma, i got you a plate..... well...... it was a plate..... before it broke in Chicago....
Then off to Orem to stay the night there, and get up at the unnatural hour of 3:30 to catch a train. Actually, I just won't go to sleep. That is definitely the logical solution. Never go to sleep, therefore I'll never have to wake up.
Perfect.
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