"The House that Built Me"

The song below has been hitting country radio hard. It makes me kind of sniffle and tear up every time because for the first time in my life I'm having to leave the house that I love and know for the house my parents are building a couple of hundred miles away. To people that moved around a lot or are the products of divorced parents it doesn't seem to be a big thing, but I moved from Chicago to Connecticut when I was 2 and I've been a Long Island Sound girl ever since. What happens when I go home? I have 0 friends in MA. I guess I'll just have to kajole Scott into coming with me for major holidays? I can't bear the thought of 1 month during Christmas break with no friends. Ugh. 

On a happier/stressful note, the horticulture olympics are this weekend! We leave for Atlanta at 5:30 on Thursday morning. Thursday is workshop day. I'll be learning how to cost estimate and sell a landscape plan. I kind of sort of already learned how to do it over the semester? It'll be okay. Friday is opening ceremonies, the job fair, my cost estimation test, and if I'm lucky my sales presentation. I really hope that I get an early presentation time. That leaves interior plant ID test for Saturday afternoon. 

After all of this, we come back Sunday night and I have to get with my spanish partner for our oral interview Monday, go to chapter, yadda yadda...

Monday is an oral interview, Tuesday is a hort 310 exam, Wednesday night is a math test and then I can breathe. A field trip to metrolina in Charlotte, NC will wind down my week next week. I'm just waiting until then. 

I'm sorry for my fail at blogging lately. So much has happened that I haven't written about!

I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism. My TSH levels are no longer sky rocketing, but my dosage got upped on Monday because I'll be gone for the summer and the levels that show my Thyroid function (low is good) are through the roof so it's probably going to die soon. Yet, everyone I know apparently has this issue, so it's really not a big deal. What sucked was being misdiagnosed with mono and suffering the exhaustion for 4 months. 

Also, my lovely roommate ran a half marathon and I couldn't be more proud. Scott came down for the weekend and it was nice to see him. He makes my life so much more stable. Maybe that's just because I don't do work when he's around? Poor life choice right there. We went to Easter dinner with some of his friends and they were really nice. I love meeting KKPsi alumni, and I generally enjoy meeting Scott's friends. It was a good weekend. As usual, it was a bummer to see him leave. 

I can't believe how little time there is left in the semester... For the first time in college I'm not really stressed about my grades. I know that I pretty much have A's and B's across the board, so I can't do too much to mess them up at this point, right? 

The internship is rapidly approaching, and it's scary... 

That's all for now. I'll update after PLANET with pictures.