The final countdown

Listening to: The Final Countdown by Europe (what else?)
Currently drinking: Airplane terminal Starbucks Double Mocha


Here I am, sitting in the terminal at SFO, knees shaking, stomach doing some incredible acrobatic tricks, sitting on the computer and waiting to depart on my journey to Nagoya. I am one of three people in the terminal so far (wonder why), and it doesn't look like many more will show up. I woke up this morning in almost a dread panic, and then at the terminal, I kept thinking to myself , "Am I really doing this?" "Why am I doing this?" "Maybe I should go home and snuggle with my puppy..." For some reason I still got on the plane. Maybe it's because I feel like if I keep living my life in fear, I won't ever really live at all, or maybe I'm just an idiot who didn't know what else to do but follow the line. Hmm ok there was just an airport security threat level orange, so I'm hoping I don't just blow up in the airport or something...I'll let you know how it goes :/

For now I'll tell you about the weekend:

So much has happened this week, both on a personal and international level. Friday, Japan had its second largest disaster in recorded history. The earthquake and tsunami have left thousands devastated, and now they are facing complete nuclear failure at the plant in Fukushima. After I got the news I seriously considered dropping the trip entirely (actually I'm still considering it, so we"ll see if I get on the plane). The rest of the weekend I spent studying, worrying, contemplating, and throwing a fantastic goodbye party.

Hayley and I at the "photobooth"

Ultimate frisbee peeps

I woke up from the goodbye party with a "mild" hangover (not as bad as the Twins' 21st bash). After several hours of recovery, and a lot more MSNBC reading, I decided to study finals a little more. It was in between the studying that I started getting nauseous, like seriously nauseous, and I really started freaking out. Thankfully MW was there to remind me that it's easier to get things done if you take them one step at a time, so, homework first, then freak out. Monday was finals day and it went by quickly. Both finals were relatively easy and I found myself nearly skipping off campus to get home and get ready for my last day of Spring League, which was so fun and I will miss all my wonderful ulti folks! Tuesday morning I spent saying goodbye to Captain (yes that's the Pirate's real name, I'm not very creative when coming up with nicknames). We met up with his mom and little sister for breakfast,  and then said our farewells. I won't go into the mushy, crying details, but I will say that I will miss him very, very much. I drove home that night and finished last minute errands and talked with my parents for a while. Trying to sleep was...difficult to say the least, but thankfully I had the cuddly Lord Winston by my side to make sure I got at least two hours. And now here I am...nothing has happened so far, but I don't want to jinx myself and the rest of the airport. I will be flying on a giant 747, trying not to sleep and drink lots of water to reduce jet lag, but I'm not sure if I can make it. I'm really exhausted. Maybe I should just fly to China...

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