"The world is a book and those who do not travel read only one page.”

-Saint Augustine 

i currently have my iphone 4s in the freezer because the wifi screen grayed out.

Goodbye America

Current status: Starbucks. The usual two minute walk to get my grande iced coffee with soy milk and hazelnut syrup. This must be the 50th post or more with this same order. I've stopped ordering hot drinks for awhile at Starbucks for some reason. I used to go days straight with a tall soy latte.

I have one more summary analysis to do and my final project plan to revise, which could potentially take the entire day.

I need to get to the library to print out labels for the suitcase, supply box, and my carry-on. I also need to get clear tape from somewhere, anywhere.

I cannot believe I am getting on the plane tonight.

Well tomorrow, but tonight. 1 am Friday, if that makes sense.

I am actually going to be leaving America.

I never thought this day would come, but it did. So I'm really glad. It's been a really meaningful three weeks online course. I am ready to spend the next three weeks on-site teaching art.

Nothing and no one's stopping me from anything.

I will be bringing my instawide polaroid, canon ae-1 film camera, and a regular digital camera. 

I hope the film develops after my trip this time. the second roll i tried turned completely blank.

okay take care, everybody.

getting started at starbucks with the usual grande iced coffee with soy milk and hazelnut syrup this morning. pest control session #2 currently ongoing.

today, i managed to squeeze in time to watch fault in our stars at a nearby theater.
i have to say what i've always thought. movie before book.
my theory is that it's not that the "movie is never as good," but rather the opposite. the movie is always in some ways, better for me because i like to visualize actual scenes on the screen.
when i watch movies, i want to watch them without knowing exactly step-by-step what is going to happen next.
i rather watch movies with oblivion, and then read the details after and feel more satisfied.

readings after readings

summaries after summaries

discussions after discussions

the trip is in three days. 

5:52 is when the bus comes. I was going to bike to school, but then I realized how sweaty I got this morning from biking to Target. I want to avoid triple showers per day.

I just had two icy cold pomegranate flavored popsicles. Tonight, I'm going to pick up some Lime ones... It's been a rather long day, as usual. I can't wait to leave this complex, as I continue to dread each morning I wake up and each night I try to sleep.

I just saw another medium-sized cockroach in the utensils drawer this afternoon. After laying out some of the cutting boards and pans out, I decided to put it all away and not cook after what I saw. So I walked across the street to get Chipotle yet again, for the millionth time.

I also did laundry and took the last five pictures for my current film roll.

Maybe I will develop them tomorrow if I make time.

Tonight, I'll be meeting with the class to pack supplies for the trip.
Tomorrow morning, I will have to meet up with my individual group to make some practice projects before we do them during the trip.

I just want to get out so badly. I'm trying really hard to be happy everyday, but I just might not reach that place until I am fully out of here.

Thanks,
Jane

It's been a rather tough week. The Cambodia online class is quite a heavyload. The trip is next week! I'm trying my best to think of happy thoughts...

Surely, yesterday I saw another baby cockroach crawl from one empty cabinet to the next, even after the pest control spray got done.. But what do I expect from them?

I'm going to revise my Yelp review one last time after the whole lease is over. I'm not trying to be anonymous about it, but rather tell the truth.

I've pretty much packed up my gatherings, leaving four blank walls around me. I'm ready to go once I get back from the trip plus an extra three weeks.

the more i think about it, the more i want to move out this very minute. everytime i close my eyes, i see a golden/brown, or near black cockroach with antennas. what a nightmare.

I'm not afraid to speak up anymore. I may still shake and tremble upon my words, but I am facing my fears everyday of confrontation. I did not take on the Communications major for no reason, even if I didn't end up pursuing it.

This morning, the management of my complex called saying that she saw my Yelp review. She sounded frustrated in an undertone, but professional and calm on the overtone.

I was about to go in the office this morning to tell them calmly about my exaggerated Yelp review from last night. But that wasn't until I saw a cockroach on my ceiling in my room. I have never seen a cockroach in my room before. Only in the kitchen and bathroom. Disgusting enough, I didn't even try planning out what I wanted to say to them anymore. I stormed out of the door and walked in a panic-attack manner. I bursted through the office door shaking and what not. I built up the nerves to tell them right away that I was there to a. turn in the rent and utility checks and b. I was the one who wrote the Yelp review.

Things are 50/50 resolved. Words are just words until action is put upon. I have a little less than three months left. I revised my Yelp review into a cleaner, nicer version of how I feel after the face-to-face encounter and approach.