Vision Week...

...was not at all what I excepted. This week (which I might remind you I was looking forward to) threw challenges at me that I was not expecting. I am so ready to run away to Dublin for the weekend. First I have to struggle with my math homework, pack and write this blog (not necessarily in that order.)

Monday was pretty good, I went to my literature class then spent some time in the library before it was off to visit Cafe Chappelle an ongoing part of Vision Week, which was fundraising for Franciscan Homeless Charities. Then I went back to my room to prepare for something that I probably made a bigger deal of than it needed to be. I went grocery shopping by myself. I took the bus into Newcastle and went to two different shops, one just to get mugs that I had seen when we were doing the washing up (so british) last week and really wanted. I think one will be a gift but I may just keep the 2nd one for myself. Then I went to Morissons and successfully purchased groceries by myself. Not only that but I tried to be responsible in my spending and my purchases and I finally decided to man up and I bought a measuring cup. Long story short instructions here are in mL and so I was just estimating how much water went in everything but I decided that would not be the best plan of action when it came to pancake mix so I decided it was worth it. Monday closed with a Quiz Night at the chapel as part of Vision Week, where we had to abuse the fact that our team was all Internationals so we could have a handicap and ask for some help.

Tuesday was my drama day. This was the day where nothing seemed to go right. It started with the laundry, I got up at my usual time thinking I could do laundry and maybe even have time for a run before class. Nope, not happening. I did two loads and put them in at the same time and switched them at the same time, little did I know one of the dryers didn't work. So that killed an extra (almost) hour from the time that I thought I would be done. Needless to say, I didn't go running. I really need to and want to and I keep getting that 'I must go running' feeling but I am struggling to fit it into my schedule and homework always comes first. Then I went to class, fine no problem. After class I had a list of things to be accomplished: mail, library, cafe chapel, dinner. Well, the mail didn't have the package from my parents, the librarian was rude and talked down to me and made me want to cry (I told you it was drama day) so I went to the chapel quickly and made it to my room before I had a melt down over Skype. I finally came around to breathing and not crying and with a little virtual hand-holding from my mom even got some homework done. Tuesday night I went out to Curry Night at Snyd Arms (a pub super close to campus, pronounced Sneed (like the Dr. Suess character)) it was delicious and hilarious. For the record if you order something spicy on purpose I will laugh at you as you moan, groan, sweat and inhale water while eating said spicy dish. I'm just saying, its who I am.

Wednesday was mellow compared to the drama that was Tuesday. I went to class, visited at Cafe Chappelle for a bit. Met with my discussion group for my Thursday class. Then it came to planning London. I didn't have drama necessarily, but planning trips with large groups of people and having your credit card not work causes undue frustration. So next week rather than taking the coach with everyone else, I will be taking the train by myself. It'll be okay, I'm comfortable with the train and I will be meeting people as soon as I get there.

Thursday was a sandwich of class, time at the chapel, and more class. Then some free time which I filled with the math homework that has been eating me alive. Finally I went and hung out with some friends before deciding that I was not up for an international society party that started after 10 and could go as late as 2 am, still working on expanding my comfort zone to that sort of scene but I'm just not there yet.

Finally today, I had one class, helped out at the Lunch and talk at the chapel and have since been in my room doing the things at the start of this blog. Tonight I leave for Dublin and will be back in the wee hours of the morning on Monday with enough time to change clothes and get to class. So the Dublin blog will happen sometime before the end of next week. Until then, remember that just because something isn't what you expected doesn't mean it isn't worth it.