So tonight I'm totally frustrated because I can't freaking go to sleep. I tried winding down at 9:30
ish in the hopes that I would be able to enjoy 7.5 blissful hours of sleep from the hours of 11-6:30. But no, I
am still awake and it's 12:15 a.m. I've checked
facebook a trillion times, written some emails, read
Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, and, let's be honest, have been thinking (aka worrying) about things in my life.
I may have also had an iced cappuccino at 3 p.m. Not a good idea but it was sooo delicious.
So, what am I worried about? Here's the short list:
1) Worried about finances. On the bright side, I have awesome parents who've let me live with them and eat their food. On the down side, I'm going to Costa Rica in less than 3 weeks and don't have as much money as I'd hoped. The actual trip should be ok...it's the coming back that's not looking so great. I guess I shouldn't have eaten so many dinners from the Whole Foods hot bar.
2) I am really fed up with the theory of He's Just Not That Into You. Granted, the only reason I'm fed up is because the guy I speak of is apparently just not that into me. (See Chapter 1: He's Just Not That Into You if he's not calling you). Another reason this is soooo irritating is because I feel like it's always the guy I like who's not into me. The lawn and garden care worker at ROSES can be into me and ask for my number and ask, "How come you're single?" And the guy who I wish would could call me DOESN'T. Thanks, life.
3) I don't know if I have a third thing to bitch about right now. That's my short list. It may not seem like much but because I can't sleep these things tend to get blown out of proportion. I guess I could list my fears of Costa Rica:
Fear 1: That it will be awkward since my "host family" is actually just one woman who lives alone. Imagine us eating every meal together having small talk and not listening to precious Tico child Spanish that fills in awkward silences.
Fear 2: That I will gain another freshman 15 from Costa Rica because my host mom is a pastry chef.
Fear 3: That I will spend thousands of colones on taxis because I don't have a car and am too afraid to ride the bus at night.
Fear 4: That I will have no social life and won't have any need of taxis because I'll be alone every night reading.
Fear 5: That I won't learn enough Spanish and my life savings will be spent for no reason.
Hmm....that about covers it. Now I will go lay back in my bed in the hopes that this was therapeutic and I will go to sleep in no less than 10 minutes. And that blog spot will stop deleting my paragraphs every time I try to publish this.
nner with Christa, Bekah and Donald
