Back on the Island

I made the nine hour quest back to Long Island yesterday...ALL day...
I managed to drag my sad and sleepy butt out of Dan's bed at 6:00am to drive home real quick and catch my dad before he left for work to say my goodbyes. Took me longer than I expected to finish throwing my things into my suitcase and pack my car; meanwhile my mother was busy emptying the water from my fish tank so it would be light enough to carry. I finally gave my mom a hug goodbye at 7:35am and left home. After a quick stop at Tim Horton's (best coffee around, seriously) and filling up my gas tank in Irving at the Indian Reservation, I hopped on the 90 for good.

The drive was long yes, but it wasn't bad at all. I could definitely manage it. And compared to the drive home before break (POURING rain storms the entire drive), it was a piece of cake. I enjoy driving. Alone too. Something about sunshine, open windows and music that clears my mind just a little.

It was a mind blowing thing to get back to school and jet right off to class though - my mind was not all there I'll say that for sure. Haha. My car wasn't even completely unpacked; I basically just brought my fish and tank upstairs to my room as quickly as possible so I could refill it with water and prevent my Romeo from biting the dust. To top off the day, I volunteered myself to be on duty (a 7pm-8:30am committment) and while I can't really complain about it because I asked to do it, being confined in an office for 4 hours didn't help my car cabin fever.

As sad as I was to leave Dan, I hope that it might be one of the last times we have to say goodbye and be 9 hours apart, and I'm glad to be back at school honestly because it's my last hurrah before graduation. Yay run-on sentences.